Giving An Apprentice Ten Thousand Times The Return: Being A Teacher Never Hides One's Self

The most worrying thing of the Puguang monk still happened to him.

Ever since Li Xuanfeng showed 80% Sword intent, he knew that he was the weakest here, but he never thought that Li Xuanfeng would kill him in an instant!

Qian Liushang was stopped by Jun Xuanye, and Feng Yuyou was delayed for a while by Mu Jianchen intentionally or unintentionally.

"Mu Jianchen!!!"

Feng Moyou was shocked and angry.

Nether Sect and Wan Jianzong have no grudges, he did not expect Mu Jianchen to appear in front of him on purpose at this time.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Jianchen stood not far away, pretending to be stupid.

He just suddenly appeared on the route in front of Feng Moyou and did nothing, but he is one of the best masters in Tiannan Continent after all, just standing by the side will make Feng Moyou vigilant.

It was that moment of vigilance and hesitation that made Li Xuanfeng take a thunderous move and completely behead Puguang Divine Monk!

Feng You didn't have time to rescue him!

There is no need to question Li Xuanfeng's strength, just because of this, the three of them join forces to kill Li Xuanfeng is the best choice.

But now they haven't even touched the hem of Li Xuanfeng's clothes, and one of them died first?

Although God Monk Puguang is the weakest, he is a master of the inscription pattern after all!

The master of the inscription pattern realm was given a second by Li Xuanfeng of the ten-turn-in-one realm?

Eighty percent of the sword intent was integrated with the artistic conception of fire, and the incomparable power that erupted made Feng Yuyou's heart startled.

Fusion mood, which is not uncommon.

But to do this, two conditions must be met first. First, the cultivator's spiritual sense must be strong enough, because only when the spiritual sense is strong can the balance of the two artistic concepts be found.

Second, the two combined artistic conceptions cannot be mutually exclusive. Of course, the effect is better if they are mutually energized. For example, wood creates fire, and the artistic conception of wood can make the artistic conception of fire burst out with more powerful power.

However, if it is the artistic conception of "Three Four Sevens" of fire and the artistic conception of water, the two are difficult to integrate. Only a cultivator with an extremely terrifying soul can have the opportunity to find a balance between the two, so that the two conflicting The fusion of artistic conception erupts the power of terror.

"Damn it!"

The arms in Feng Moyou's long sleeves trembled slightly, anger and fear occupied his heart.

"Mu Jianchen, if you dare to interfere with me again, the Nether Sect and you Wan Jianzong will live forever!"

Feng Moyou shouted loudly.

Mu Jianchen's figure moved, and he swept into the distance. He looked calm on the surface, but he was secretly startled.

He also didn't expect that Li Xuanfeng could kill Puguang Divine Monk directly, even if he was allowed to do it, it would be very difficult for him to do so, at least two or three swords would be needed to finish Puguang Divine Monk.

Doesn't this mean that Li Xuanfeng is stronger than him?

How the hell did this happen?

What about helping out to the rescue?

Li Xuanfeng like this still needs rescue?

Such Li Xuanfeng still needs to hide in the God of War tower?

Can Sword intent cooperate with the artistic conception of fire to erupt such a strong force?

Mu Jianchen's mood fluctuated and he couldn't calm down at all.

"Jun Xuanye, do you want to stop me too?"

Seeing Jun Xuanye standing in front of Qian Liushang, Feng Moyou's expression turned ugly.

Jun Xuanye is the most powerful person in Tiannan Continent, if he is really determined to stop him, there is really nothing he can do.

Jun Xuanye did not speak.

brush!

Li Xuanfeng's figure disappeared in place again, and as he disappeared, a brilliant Sword Ray lit up again, cutting towards Feng Moyou.

Feng Moyou's face changed, and his fist turned into black mist and blasted towards Li Xuanfeng's Sword Ray.

boom!

Terrible energy fluctuations swept away, Feng Moyou's mist was smashed into pieces by Sword Qi, and completely burned to ashes by the true meaning of fire.

Feng Mo snorted, The next moment, the whole person turned into black mist, filling this dark space.

call out!

Gan Liuzhang in the distance glanced at Jun Xuanye, his body turned into a pool of blood and flew in all directions.

This time, Ni Xuanye did not stop him.

Li Xuanfeng had already spoken just now, and he didn't need anyone's help.

Although Jun Xuanye couldn't believe it, it was a fact that Li Xuanfeng beheaded Puguang Divine Monk with a single sword just now.

Two masters of inscription patterns, one turned into black mist, the other turned into blood, wrapped Li Xuanfeng.

The black mist condensed into Feng You's face, and the blood condensed into the face of Qianliu Cup.

With the face as the center, they respectively turned into a black titan and a red titan.

"Fog Profound Texture!"

"Blood Profound Truth Texture!"

Jun Xuanye seemed to be talking to himself, but he was actually talking to Li Xuanfeng.

Li Xuanfeng's eyes moved slightly.

The profound meaning of fog can also be understood as the tenth of the artistic conception of zero!

The profound meaning of blood can also be understood as the tenth percent of the artistic conception of blood!

Both of them have engraved the texture of the power of profound truth, so they can be turned into objects.

The cultivators engraved with these two kinds of secrets have one thing in common, that is, they are very difficult to kill!

They cut most of the damage!

Feng Moyou and Gan Liushang didn't talk nonsense, they had already reached this point, and talking nonsense was a waste of time.

However, Jun Xuanye reminded Li Xuanfeng a few words, which still made Feng Moyou very angry.

boom!

The Mist Titan punched Li Xuanfeng.

The combination of the artistic conception of fog and fist!

The combination of artistic conception is not exclusive to Li Xuanfeng!

Feng Moyou can also do it, but even though he combines these two artistic conceptions, he can't erupt with particularly great power.

The texture engraved with the profound meaning of the fog can temporarily turn him into a cloud of black mist. This black mist has a powerful corrosive effect, and it can also reduce the cultivator's spiritual perception!

At the same time, turning into a mist form can also disperse the attacks that hit him, minimizing the damage to him.

As for the fist intent, it is a kind of fierce artistic conception, Feng Moyou combined it, and it couldn't improve the destructive power too much.

"The artistic conception of fog and fist!"

Li Xuanfeng's eyes brightened slightly, here he comes, the experience giver is here again.

brush!

Eighty percent of the sword intent merged with the artistic conception of fire, and a sword slashed out, splitting the fist of the fog titan in half.

The fist that was divided into two was strangled by the violent Sword Qi and the artistic conception of fire, but in the blink of an eye, it returned to its original state.

Feng Moyou did not receive any substantial damage.

Li Xuanfeng didn't care, he continued to feel the meaning of boxing.

Feng Moyou inscribed the textures of the Mysteries of Fog and the Mysteries of Fist, which shows that he has comprehended at least 60% of the two artistic concepts, otherwise he would not be able to perceive the existence of the Mysteries and rub their lines on his body.

This is a good thing for Li Xuanfeng, he has another chance to comprehend the artistic conception.

But when he was fighting Feng Moyou, Qian Liushang was not idle.

An ice thorn appeared in the bloody titan's hand [the ice thorn gave Li Xuanfeng the illusion that it could freeze the soul!

Li Xuanfeng frowned.

Sure enough, this person was right to give him a sense of danger!

Ding!

Li Xuanfeng slashed out with a sword, and collided with the bloody titan's ice spear, causing eardrum-piercing fluctuations, and the strength of both sides annihilated one after another.

"impossible!"

"VR..."

"how did you do that!"

"impossible!"

The bloody titan opened his mouth wide, and a piercing voice came out.

It can't be wrong, he can't feel wrong, Ji Xuanfeng's sword cut out a kind of artistic conception!

Sword intent, the mood of fire, and the mood of wood!

Sword and fire unite, wood helps fire!

Three moods!

Li Xuanfeng can actually combine the three artistic conceptions!

Fusing the two kinds of artistic conceptions, the few strong people present can do it, but they can't do the fusion of the three artistic concepts, because the difficulty will skyrocket!

But Li Xuanfeng did it!

The combination of the three artistic concepts allowed him to block this strike!

If it weren't for the fusion of the three artistic concepts, Li Xuanfeng would definitely be defeated based on the 80% Sword intent plus the 10% Fire artistic conception.

Qianliu Cup has three inscription patterns, stronger than Feng Moyou!

Li Xuanfeng can compete with Feng Moyou and even hurt him, but it is impossible to hurt him with the same strength!

In his imagination, Li Xuanfeng's sword moves couldn't block this strike at all!

But the truth is, the power of Li Xuanfeng's move is comparable to his, and the power of both sides just annihilated!

"This……………"

"how can that be?!"

Mu Jianchen was stunned again.

Jun Xuanye was not much better either.

Unexpectedly, none of them expected that Li Xuanfeng was really unexpected time after time!

This fellow is a monster, no, a fairy!

They couldn't find the right words to describe Li Xuanfeng!

Miscalculate again and again, always miscalculate!

His cards are endless!

The end of his strength is endless!

Qiangru Mu Jianchen and Jun Xuanye both began to doubt life.

The fusion of the three artistic conceptions, how much comprehension is needed to find the balance between them?

How strong will it take to maintain that balance!

The two of them just felt their heads buzzing.

Li Xuanfeng with such strength needs help?

How do you feel like a clown?

Li Xuanfeng Need help? No!

Fortunately, they thought that Feng Moyou could kill Li Xuanfeng, but now it seems that their idea is really ridiculous.

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly at the same time.

Li Xuanfeng at this moment has only two words in their hearts --- no solution!

Talent has no solution!

Understanding has no solution!

After reaching the inscription pattern realm, the importance of comprehension began to be greatly highlighted. Although Li Xuanfeng has not yet reached the inscription pattern realm, he has already proved this point in advance.

If Mu Jianchen and Jun Xuanye were shocked, then Feng Moyou was terrified!

He really felt the coolness from head to toe.

The titan of the mist, the cultivator of the Cultivation Base's Da Ming pattern, couldn't help shivering at this moment!

Li Xuanfeng didn't use his full strength?

Li Xuanfeng didn't use all his strength when he killed the Puguang monk?

Li Xuanfeng didn't use his full strength when fighting against him?

Where did this monster come from?!

How could such a monster exist in this world!

Which Shabi disciple who deserved to be hacked into pieces provoked such a monster for the Nether Sect!

At this moment, don't mention how much fear is in Feng Moyou's heart, let alone how much hatred!

Ding!

boom!

Terrible energy is raging in this dark space...

Li Xuanfeng used the Cultivation Base of the ten-turn-in-one level to face the two cultivators of the inscription level at the same time!

One with two inscription patterns and one with three guest patterns!

But also with ease.

Jun Xuanye and Mu Jianchen had absolutely no intention of helping.

They were watching the battle from a distance, from the shock at the beginning to the horror, and then to the numbness at this time.

Feng Moyou had inscribed two lines of the Mystery of Fog and the Profound Meaning of Fist.

There are three lines of blood mystery, water mystery and ice mystery engraved on the Qianliu Cup!

The three kept fighting like this.

When fighting Qian Liushang, Li Xuanfeng used three fusion artistic concepts, barely able to contend with Qian Liushang, Li Xuanfeng couldn't hurt him, and it was difficult for him to hurt Li Xuanfeng.

Qian Liushang can also fuse the two moods, but he fuses the mood of blood and the mood of water into a sea of ​​blood!

Blood Sea's attack increase against Qian Liushang was not high, but the increase in defense against him was

Reached the extreme!

The sword move with the fusion of three artistic conceptions is enough to severely injure Feng You, but when it hits Qian Liushang, it is like a small sand falling into the lake, only making weak ripples, and it cannot hurt the main stream at all.

A little bit of harm.

The sword move with the fusion of three artistic concepts can severely damage Feng Moyou. However, Li Xuanfeng and Feng Moyou only used two artistic concepts when fighting each other.

Then concentrate on the plan to fight Qian Liushang.

Jun Xuanye and others didn't understand why.

A normal person will deal with one enemy first, and then concentrate on fighting another one. This can also relieve the pressure and prevent the opponent from attacking him at a critical moment.

The last blow, but Li Xuanfeng didn't do it.

At first, several people did not understand, but gradually, they finally discovered the clue - Li Xuanfeng was comprehending the artistic conception!

He actually deliberately used the opportunity of fighting to comprehend the artistic conception?!

Comprehend Feng Moyou's fist and the artistic conception of fog!

Comprehend the artistic conception of blood, water and ice of Qian Liushang!

At this moment, there was a creepy chill in everyone's heart!

"Li Xuanfeng!!!"

Feng Moyou's voice was trembling, it was trembling from the soul.

His mood at this time is the same as Pei Hong's mood when he knew that Li Xuanfeng used himself as a sharpening stone!

Shocking, frightening, incredible!

Feng Moyou finally came to his senses, Li Xuanfeng's sword move released by combining the three artistic concepts could clearly injure him severely, but he just didn't use it!

It turned out that Li Xuanfeng was delaying everything!

He's using them as a whetstone, a stepping stone!

Feng Moyou was frightened, his fog titan body was trembling, and his soul was also trembling.

He has never been so afraid, his fear comes from the unknown 2.1, the unknown of Li Xuanfeng!

This is a monster!

Li Xuanfeng is an unknown monster!

His misty titan appearance may be a monster in the eyes of others, but Li Xuanfeng is different, in Feng Moyou's view, Li Xuanfeng's essence is a monster!

Feng Moyou wanted to escape, but Li Xuanfeng didn't give him the chance!

The artistic conception of space is still practical here!

He can't run away!

So the two were forced to fight Li Xuanfeng.

Mu Jianchen and Jun Xuanye stared blankly at this scene like wooden sculptures made of clay.

In this deep space, time flies by.

One day, two days, three days...

This is the longest fight Li Xuanfeng has ever fought.

A whole month!

He fought with Feng Moyou and Qian Liushang in the dark space for a whole month!

Feng Moyou has already collapsed!

"don't want!"

"Please let me go!"

"Li Xuanfeng!"

"Please don't torture me, please let me go!"

There was even a cry in Feng Moyou's voice.

He was insane and was tortured by Li Xuanfeng.

Li Xuanfeng uses him as a whetstone to hone and improve own artistic conception!

He watched Li Xuanfeng comprehend the artistic conception on him, and watched Li Xuanfeng's artistic conception become stronger and stronger.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't!

In front of Li Xuanfeng who possesses the artistic conception of space, no matter how many escape methods he has, it will be futile.

Unless he can comprehend the artistic conception of speed, or he can also comprehend the artistic conception of space.

But he is not a pervert like Li Xuanfeng, he can't do it.

So he was tortured insane.

Qian Liushang is not much better, at first he still had a joking and indifferent attitude, but now, his big bloody face is terribly gloomy!