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Zuo Hanfeng's upper body was naked, his skin was swollen and covered with strange patterns, and faint light was emitted. He did not look like a flying dragon, but more like a demon.

Deep in his emerald green eyes, there was a hint of deep blood color, which was icy cold and full of indifference to life and killing.

As his aura rose, the area within a few miles became dark. Different from the scene with dark clouds gathering just now, there were bursts of black air in the darkness. If he really had to compare it, Meng Qi felt that it was similar to the fragments of the demon world he and others had visited. In response, his body surface turned light gold, resisting the erosion of the black air.

The remaining trees withered, the blue bricks turned to powder, the ground cracked, snakes, insects, rats and ants lay dead, and ordinary people who did not have time to escape fell to the ground, their skin shriveled, as if they had lost all the moisture.

Looking at Du Huaishang who was rushing towards him, looking at his hands that were as red and burning as the sun, feeling the high temperature of molten gold and fossils and the extreme yang power that could destroy evil, Zuo Hanfeng, who was floating in the air, stretched out his right hand, combined it with the dragon claw-like weapon, and then clenched his fist and struck out in an ordinary way.

The fist was a deep blue, as cold as ice and as strange as evil.

At the same time, patches of dark blue scales appeared on Zuo Hanfeng's body, covering his entire body. He looked like a human-shaped dragon, and it seemed that the power of his bloodline had broken through a certain limit!

boom!
A single fist hit both hands, and the red color froze inch by inch, like the most gorgeous ice sculpture.

Du Huaishang flew backwards, leaving a long flaming tail. Half of his body was covered in dark blue ice, and the other half had black air running in and out of it.

He was always calm, but he was shocked. How could this happen? How could Zuo Hanfeng's strength be improved to this level?

This is not the ninth grade of the Earth Rank, it is almost close to the sixth grade, and the body can partially evolve into the bloodline of gods and demons!

What help did he rely on?
There were two faint bumps on Zuo Hanfeng's forehead, but they had not yet grown. He stroked his green beard with his left hand, looked at his punch, and smiled: "Not bad, although it will endure extreme torture of the body and soul, Mr. Yin's method is indeed good."

He narrowed his eyes:

"I'll take you down in three moves!"

This is not the tone of someone of the same level at all, he has already regarded Du Huaishang as an ant.

He stepped into the air and flew towards Du Huaishang below. His fists were simple, one was dark blue and the other was pitch black, bringing up hail like rain and black air like a rope, blocking the void with terrifying power.

Du Huaishang took a deep breath, and bursts of golden light emanated from his body. He looked like a small sun, expelling the black air and melting the dark blue. He formed seals with his hands, as if explaining some kind of law between heaven and earth.

A ray of sunlight broke through the darkness and fell on Du Huaishang. A golden sun condensed behind him, and there seemed to be a three-legged bird hidden inside!
The power of Dharma!

After breaking through the mysterious gate, the inner scene will be revealed outside, attracting the heaven and the earth, and will condense into a corresponding illusory Dharma image with great supernatural powers and terrifying power, just like Xuan Bei's "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva image", Ziwei Star Lord's "Zhou Tian Xing Dou image", Su Wuming's "Taishang Sword Body", He Jiu's "Formless Sword Qi", Wang Siyuan's "Escape One Image". If you practice the Tathagata Palm, each style can condense an image of a Buddha, and finally when all nine are combined into one, you can achieve the Tathagata's golden body.

However, due to different paths, the same Dharma images condensed will also have differences in details, and the differences will become greater and greater in the future.

Similar Dharma images are the basis for condensing the Dharma body. As the realm is improved, or as natural treasures are refined, they will become more and more solid. In the beginning, they are in a state of nothingness and are very unstable. If used rashly, it is easy to damage the foundation and affect the future. Therefore, before crossing the first ladder, the strong men in the outside world rarely use their own Dharma images.

The situation is similar for the descendants of gods and demons who cultivate their own bloodlines. Once their bloodlines break through a certain limit, they can move heaven and earth and condense the image of gods and demons corresponding to their bloodlines. Now that it has come to a critical moment, Du Huaishang can no longer care about anything else. He casts seals, activates his bloodlines, and displays his illusory "Great Sun Golden Crow Image."

"Break!" He shouted, pushed out with both palms, the Golden Crow spread its wings, and the sun came upon his body. Suddenly, brilliant light illuminated the darkness, melted the ice, and eliminated the black air.

"Well done!"

Zuo Hanfeng didn't change his tactics and just took the attack head-on.

Boom!

There was an explosion in the air close to the ground, a mushroom-like cloud rose slowly, and a figure fell straight down, leaving a huge hole with a bang. It was Du Huaishang.

As soon as he touched the ground, Du Huaishang bounced up, blood gushing out of his mouth. It was all pitch black, then turned to dark blue and solidified into ice.

He tried his best, but was still defeated by Zuo Hanfeng's fists!
If the two sides had not been fighting in mid-air, the aftermath of the battle would have completely destroyed the area within a few miles.

On the other side, Yin Lenghui was secretly delighted to see that Zuo Hanfeng had the upper hand. The ancestor's method was indeed effective. Now that Zuo Hanfeng's strength had greatly increased, Du Huaishang was definitely not his opponent!
As for Zhou Yong's death, he did not feel the slightest bit of grief. If he died, wouldn't he be able to sit on the throne of the future headmaster?

I really have to thank this group of people. I'll let them die quickly later!

He was in a good mood, and his momentum increased, and he immediately suppressed Qi Zhengyan and Zhao Heng.

Suddenly, a cold sound of piano sounded in his ears, like the bright moon at night or a quiet lake. He felt an intense chill in his body, as if even his soul was frozen!
Guanghan Curse!
Yin Lenghui's thinking was a little slow. He was shocked and astonished that the woman playing the piano did not involve Zuo Hanfeng and came to deal with him!

This, this order is wrong!

Ruan Yushu already has nine orifices, and after playing the Twelve Divine Sounds of Langhuan once, she still has the energy left to play the Guanghan Curse, but her target has become Yin Lenghui!
Not far away, Shang Yi disappeared into the void, holding an imaginary book in one hand and an imaginary wolf-hair brush in the other.

"Zuo Hanfeng's strength has greatly increased, which has put a lot of pressure on Ruan Yushu and others. It is difficult for a martial artist in the awakening stage to participate in the battle between the outdoor scenes. Therefore, Ruan Yushu, Zhao Heng and Qi Zhengyan are preparing to kill Yin Lenghui first, and then work together to deal with Zuo Hanfeng, the outdoor scene master.

At the same time, Zuo Hanfeng and Du Huaishang used their Dharma images to draw on the power of the outside world, putting great pressure on everyone!
However, Ruan Yushu had a profound foundation, and the sound of his piano was in harmony with the rhyme of heaven and earth. His nine orifices were complete, and the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows opened naturally. He crossed the realm of sympathy between heaven and man and the unity of heaven and man, and reached the realm of returning to nature. The sound of his piano seemed to become more ordinary than before, but its power was even greater. What was fluctuating was not only the vitality of heaven and earth, but also the rules of heaven and earth!

That makes sense!”

As the wolf-hair brush in Shang Yi's hand stopped, Yin Lenghui on the battlefield suddenly felt chilled and his heart was cold. For a moment, Yin Lenghui's movements and thoughts were slightly slow.

Normally, this delay wouldn't have much of an impact, but he was currently being attacked by two great masters.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him! Feeling the pain of the broken left arm, Zhao Heng unfurled his long sword, like a fire dragon, soaring into the sky, winding up, and instantly burning away all the black poisonous insects around Yin Lenghui.

Qi Zhengyan had a blank expression on his face, his eyes flashed, and he also slashed out the dragon-patterned red-gold sword. This time, the sky was not filled with purple stars, but snowflakes. Each snowflake was like a sharp sword, piercing Yin Lenghui's body, causing him to spurt out streams of blood and bloom bloody ice flowers.

Under the "Thousands of Miles of Falling Snow", Yin Lenghui seemed to have reached the end of his life, but at this moment, his body collapsed and turned into pus and blood. Black light was steaming in the distance, and his soul emerged, condensing his body again with demonic energy.

The art of witchcraft is really weird!
Suddenly, Yin Lenghui's whole body stiffened, his eyes showed an incredible look, the black light dissipated uncontrollably, and his soul froze into ice.

Impossible, that sword strike just now couldn't have such a strange effect! It couldn't have made the evil spirit retreat on its own!
A faint blue light appeared, and the soul fell to the ground and turned into countless ice fragments.

Yin Lenghui died with his eyes open.

Ruan Yushu, whose cultivation had reached a higher level, kept playing the Qingyu Liuqin. The strings of the Qingyu Liuqin vibrated, and boundless chill spread out, enveloping Zuo Hanfeng.

At the same time, the spreading coldness fell on Jiang Zhiwei, Qi Zhengyan, Meng Qi and others, but it was completely different. It was a kind of coldness that helped people calm down and concentrate, making them more focused. In this cold area, they were more in harmony with the heaven and earth, and their combat power was improved to a higher level.

Zhao Heng and Qi Zhengyan immediately changed their targets and pointed directly at Zuo Hanfeng.

The fight just now was very fast and swift. Jiang Shenghong and Lan Die, who were guarding the periphery from a distance, had just realized the battle situation when they found out that Zhou Yong was dead. When they rushed to help, Yin Lenghui had also been killed.

Lan Die trembled all over, unable to believe that Zhou Yong would die so easily. Her face changed, and she suddenly turned around and ran away, blending into the crowd. She knew that Zhou Yong had the Yin-Yang Mirror, and Zuo Hanfeng might not win, so she gave up helping him and ran away!

When Jiang Shenghong saw Lan Die running away and Zuo Hanfeng becoming like a demon, he stood there in a daze for a moment, not knowing whether he should believe in the ability of the adults who stayed behind or lend a helping hand immediately.

Bang! Meng Qi heard the illusory sound of the ban being broken. It was so wonderful!

boom!
Du Huaishang was knocked to the ground from mid-air again, leaving a big hole, his chest sunken, his ribs broken, and all the blood frozen inside without leaking out at all.

He struggled hard to get up again, but the black air went in and out of his body, corroding his flesh and blood, binding his body, making it impossible for him to get into the air for a moment, and even difficult for him to stand.

In just two or three moves, his injuries had become so serious!

The gap between him and Zuo Hanfeng has reached such a level!

After sending Du Huaishang flying with a punch, Zuo Hanfeng didn't even look at him. His sharp intuition as an Earth-level warrior made him realize that danger was surfacing, and he was sure that Du Huaishang would not be able to move for a while!

His emerald green eyes, tinged with blood, glanced at Meng Qi and the others. He raised his right hand, which flashed dark blue, and was about to slap down with a palm.

If nothing unexpected happened, he believed that this palm strike would kill all the mosquitoes and flies.

Seeing Du Huai falling to the ground with serious injuries, Ruan Yushu's cold expression froze. Without thinking, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out blood onto the green jade stream.

With both hands playing the zither, the sound of the phoenix's cry tore through the clouds and broke through the darkness. It seemed to come from the sky and echoed in Zuo Hanfeng's soul.

The soul trembled, as if a phoenix that had attained enlightenment since ancient times was hovering in the sky. Hundreds of birds chirped in worship of the saint, and the wonderful sounds shook the soul.

After playing this note, Ruan Yushu's expression remained unchanged, but his face turned slightly pale. The power of this song has completely reached the level of outdoor scenes. This is the power of returning to simplicity!
Zuo Hanfeng's palm strike slowed down, Jiang Zhiwei leaped up on the spot, thrust the sword upward, activated the precious weapon, and a white rainbow pierced the sun!

The sword energy was surging, traversing several miles, cutting through the black air and rising straight into the sky. The sword light was pure and condensed, implying the laws between heaven and earth, causing the light to condense, the surrounding area to darken, and all things to become dim.

This darkness sets off the brightness of the sword light, without any self or form, all transformed into the sword energy.

This was one of the variations of the "Sword Out of Selflessness" move, which integrated all of the sword's principles and power into the sword energy of the precious weapon. It could strike from a distance, but the consumption of spirit, true energy, and physical strength was greater than before. Jiang Zhiwei, who had already fought for a while and was injured, had to use a secret method to burn her essence and blood.

Once this sword is out, I forget myself and others. My heart is filled with only this sword. No more clouds blocking my eyes, and I am free from all ties.

The sword energy surged, carrying the sky, cutting through the clouds, and pushing away the black light, slashing in front of the slightly slow Zuo Hanfeng, pointing directly at his forehead.

Although Zuo Hanfeng wanted to resist, he could not get rid of the influence of Fengming Jiutian. He could only channel his internal energy into his forehead to withstand Jiang Zhiwei's stab.

when!
There was a loud sound of metal clashing, and sword energy surged through the sky, then froze and turned into drifting snow.

Jiang Zhiwei landed on the ground with both feet and took a few steps back. Her right hand was bent abnormally and the bone was broken, so she had to use her left hand.

Even though she took the initiative and seized the opportunity, the strength of the normal scene still caused her to suffer heavy damage.

A red sword mark was left between Zuo Hanfeng's eyebrows. Thanks to Zuo Hanfeng's internal force, he managed to withstand the sword, but he also suffered a lot of internal injuries.

Of course, the gap in realm is no joke! Even if the descendants of gods and demons who cultivate bloodline power are slightly weaker than the same level of external scenes!
If Ruan Yushu had not achieved a breakthrough in the battle and reached the state of returning to nature, the power of the piano music would have increased greatly, and Jiang Zhiwei would not even be able to leave the sword mark on her forehead.

You actually injured me and killed Mr. Yin?

I will tear you into pieces! After practicing that cruel secret method, Zuo Hanfeng's temper became violent, and he lost his former sophistication and calmness.

Just when he was about to destroy the yard and the people nearby, he suddenly had a premonition of extreme danger in his heart. He wanted to hide, but he could feel the vitality in his body slipping away and his soul fleeing!
Meng Qi's face was solemn, holding an ancient bronze mirror in his left hand, looking at the dark and deep side of Zuo Hanfeng, absorbing vitality, devouring souls, and filled with the meaning of death.

"Yin Yang Mirror"!
People who shine on it from the dark side will die, and people who shine on it from the bright side will live. It is a Taoist magic weapon of the divine level. If it is the original version, even ordinary Dharma masters will kill them for you to see!
With just this one look, Zuo Hanfeng's eyes went dark, and his soul and vitality uncontrollably flowed out, trying to flow into the Yin-Yang Mirror.

He knew that this was not good. If he continued, he would die here, so he forced his own blood to flow. The sky and earth behind him shook, and the law emerged, condensing into a dark blue Chilong. Unlike other Chilongs, it had two bulges on its forehead, which were dark black, and its scales also looked heavy.

This is exactly Zuo Hanfeng's "Chilong Form", one of the top bloodlines, which is superior to the "Great Sun Golden Crow Form" below the third level of the Earth Rank.

Of course, the further you go, the more powerful the "Great Sun Golden Crow Form" which can rival the "True Dragon Form" will become, and in turn suppress many Dharma forms. Therefore, Du Huaishang is known as the "Heavenly King who Guards the World".

This slightly solid Chilong, with snowflakes all over the sky, replaced the original spirit and went straight into the Yin-Yang Mirror.

Zuo Hanfeng was also ruthless enough to cut off his arm in order to survive!

The "Image of the Chilong" drilled into the Yin-Yang Mirror, and cracks suddenly appeared on the mirror surface, emitting a faint blue light.

With a crack, this imitation Yin-Yang mirror shattered, and the image of the Chilong was completely destroyed.

Zuo Hanfeng's aura dropped drastically, from the strong feeling of being close to the sixth level of Earth Rank just now to the feeling of just entering the Earth Rank. Moreover, his soul was shaken, his eyes were confused, and he was a little dazed and lost for a moment.

The horror of the secret treasure is evident from this!
However, Meng Qi also consumed a lot of energy. He thought that if he had the original version, he would have to reach the third level of the exterior scene before he could use it. Every time he used it, he would consume himself like he was doing now when he was activating his treasured weapons and performing Dharmakaya moves.

Seeing Zuo Hanfeng falling, Zhao Heng's pupils contracted, he jumped up suddenly, and slashed with a sword.

This is the opportunity I’ve been waiting for!

This sword was unremarkable, but the moment it was slashed, heaven and earth shook. All the attention seemed to be focused on Zhao Heng, making him look like the master of this area, the supreme emperor.

With one slash of the sword, the evil black energy naturally turned into masculine force, adding to Zuo Hanfeng's body inch by inch.

Zuo Hanfeng woke up in time, moved sideways a dozen feet, and took the sword attack from Zhao Heng with his left shoulder.

Silently, his left arm fell off, and black air rolled, knocking Zhao Heng away.

Seeing this sword, for some reason, Meng Qi thought of Gao Lan's Dai Tian Divine Fist. Could it be that this is the imperial sword technique that is a combination of the "Eight Shocking Swords" and the Emperor's Sword?

Zhao Heng, who had already achieved unity of man and nature, was flung away by the black gas and bled from his mouth and nose, but his injury was not serious, after all, it was a natural recoil.

He breathed in the vital energy of heaven and earth through the pores all over his body, quickly recovering his true energy and spirit. However, his previous battle with Yin Lenghui was also difficult and exhausted him. He had already used a secret technique in his previous sword strike, so his fighting power could not be maintained for too long.

After losing an arm, Zuo Hanfeng roared, as if he wanted to tear the enemy apart alive. Meng Qi was even a little dizzy, as if ten thousand lions were roaring in his ears. (End of this chapter)