This is what cultivating immortals is like

Teng Chongming is a casual cultivator with a perfect Baodan realm. He may not be a powerful figure in the Wuzhou Kingdom, but he can definitely support a sect in Dongyang County.

In addition, the blood of the demon cultivator is precious and he possesses supernatural powers, making him a ranked master.

Being unknown and unknown is just the Master's task.

Teng Chongming is not a disciple of the Tianjian Sect, and his name is not listed in the real name list. He was taken in by the elders of the Tianjian Sect since he was a child, and the source of his bloodline was taken from him to help him grow. His strength developed to the level of Baodian Realm, and he was ordered to guard the trapping dragon. Array.

This defense lasted for three years.

After three years of hard work, I never left the house. Except for the irreversible collapse of my spiritual veins, I never made any mistakes.

The strange phenomenon of spiritual vein collapse has been covered up by the ruins, and Huang Ji Zong's prying eyes have been driven away. However, Teng Chongming did not dare to be careless. When he heard that Huang Ji Zong came to cause trouble again, he personally rushed to the Dragon Trap Formation to inspect.

As he expected, Emperor Ji Zong used underhanded means to cause trouble openly and secretly sent Baodan realm monks to infiltrate.

Using his supernatural power to capture Lu Bei's hiding place and see clearly his level of cultivation, Teng Chongming was in a dilemma. The monks in the Dan Bao Realm were at different stages from the Foundation Establishment Stage. Killing them would expose the hidden secrets of the secret realm. If he didn't kill him, there would be no chance. possible.

After pondering for a moment, he blocked Lu Bei's way of leaving, decided to throw the body in a secret place, cover it up and return it to Huangji Sect. Otherwise, beat him half to death, take him away from Langyu County, and pick a geomantic treasure to kill him separately, so as to draw the attention of Huang Ji Zong.

Both of these are suspicious, but Teng Chongming has no choice. He secretly hates the Emperor Ji Sect for being a dog-nosed person. It makes no sense that the secret passage can be discovered even if it is so hidden.

On both sides, dead soldiers in casual cultivator uniforms came forward one by one, holding knives and standing behind Teng Chongming, setting up a combined attack formation to block the exit passage.

Lu Bei stepped back slowly, keeping some distance, and glanced at a group of foundation-building dead soldiers, secretly thinking that he couldn't figure it out.

He has tried his best to hide his aura, and logically he should not be discovered...

He had been exposed, and it was too late to think about it anymore. He secretly decided to bleed She Zhang when he returned. He would no longer need the snake sloughing skill, and would instead use the skill of invisibility and hiding.

On the left was the trapped dragon formation, and on the right was the tens of thousands of cliffs. Lu Bei thought for a moment and chose to stand in the middle.

Entering the Dragon Trapping Formation, no one can use his cultivation. He has the advantage of basic attributes, but once he does so, his appearance will be exposed. Even if he kills the enemy and successfully escapes, this place will be secretly secreted by the Iron Sword Alliance. Destroy.

Information is worthless and cannot be exchanged for undercover status.

cliff……

It's a dead end, and he can't fly.

Besides, even if he could fly, being so high up would still scare him half to death.

It’s difficult!

Red flames suddenly rose up.

Teng Chongming used the wind to stir up a red light, and violent fire shot up into the sky, dyeing the side of the cliff in bright red. Smoke and dust roared, hot winds rose high, and the ground was broken into cracks by the violent wind.

The fire was blazing and the temperature was astonishing. The surrounding air twisted and rolled under the scorching heat, forming wrinkles visible to the naked eye.

Lu Bei took out the Jiangxiao Sword and raised his hand to slash at the waves of fire. His energy was still strong and he swept towards Teng Chongming who was more than ten feet away.

An unknown casual cultivator, a disciple of the Emperor's Sect, had no intention of making any boasts before starting the fight. He ended the test with one move and instantly pushed the battle into a fever pitch.

Teng Zhongming turned his hand and smashed the sword energy with one palm. Amidst the bursts of sound explosions, his eyes burned with golden energy, and he waved his arms to sweep down two giant eagles with fire tattoos. Then his five fingers suddenly closed together, and he controlled the giant eagles to pounce down in two directions. .

A few feet behind him was a cliff. Lu Bei had no way to retreat. He took a deep breath and activated his Dark Tide skill. The white light of the Jiangxiao Sword surged, and the majestic white sword swept half of the sky, instantly killing two fire-painted giant eagles.

Seeing this, Teng Chongming hesitated slightly. He originally thought that Lu Bei used sword skills to control his sword to hide his own moves, but now he realized that his sword skills were deformed in pursuit of powerful destructive power, which made him look nondescript.

At the rear, the dead soldiers were decisive. Seeing that Teng Chongming was not able to easily take down the infiltrators, they directly activated the self-destruct mechanism, locking the entrance and exit passages, completely cutting off the possibility of communication between this place and the outside world.

The sound of the mechanism was as soft as a needle dropping. Lu Bei went all out to fight against Teng Chongming, completely unaware that his escape route had been blocked.

"Death!" x2

The strong wind exploded, and the hurricane kicked up countless gravel and dust. Teng Zhongming was in mid-air, and the crimson fireworks rolled around him were like a giant eagle rising into the sky and roaring silently.

Lu Bei stepped on the scorching ground and held the sword in his hand. Regardless of the consumption of mana and cultivation, Lu Bei used the 'Undertide' skill to assist each swing of his sword. He unleashed a series of critical strikes and released a white light that shot into the sky. He just resisted the continuous attacks of the Great Perfection of Baodan Realm. .

Now that things have happened, Lu Bei no longer dreams of intelligence. The pressure from Teng Chongming is too great. He doesn't worry about losing mana quickly. He even thinks that the mana for the big move is too low. He just wants his mana to fall below 30% as soon as possible. Trigger the BUFF that doubles the strength and speed attributes, giving your opponent a fatal blow.

Kill him, destroy the formation, and use the body as a bargaining chip!

Kill him, protect the formation, and throw the body out of Langyu County!

The two of them shouted loudly at the same time, exploding with energy. Under the strong collision, the space that was burned by the fire wave shattered like real cracks.

In the light of the fire, Lu Bei fought and retreated, calculating the consumption of mana and cultivation, and silently led Teng Chongming into the Dragon Trap Formation.

Teng Chongming doesn't accept this trick at all. Although he is a demon cultivator, his magical powers and skills are all biased toward legal cultivation. Once he enters the battle, most of his strength will be lost.

He didn't dare to bet on whether Lu Bei knew the mystery of the Dragon Trap Formation and confirmed his identity as a physical practitioner + sword cultivator. He raised his fire wings high to block Lu Bei and the Dragon Trap Formation, gradually forcing him towards the cliff.

Rumble————

Amidst a fierce roar of fire, Teng Chongming descended from the sky, his fingers spread out into eagle-shaped claws, and he struck at the door facing Lu Bei with one palm.

Within a few feet, the fire was overwhelming, and the sharp claws were so hot that the air was rubbed with red light.

Lu Bei's face was calm, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he ignored the hot air pouring into his chest and lungs. He clenched the Jiangxiao Sword with both hands and slashed towards the eagle claws.

If the cultivation level is less than 30%, the judgment is successful, the skill 'Recall' is activated, the strength and speed attributes are doubled, and the duration is five seconds.

Attributes: Strength 836, Speed ​​704, Spirit 623, Endurance 617, Charm 21, Luck 3

Crackling!

Amidst a series of explosions, the ground could not bear the heavy pressure. As Lu Bei's feet sank in, the dry and hot stone surface quickly collapsed with cobweb cracks, and a large area collapsed near the cliff section.

Clusters of flames rose along the cracks and were crushed by the air waves that exploded around Lu Bei. Then a white sword light shot straight into the sky. The fire light, the protective aura, and everything in front of him, whether visible or invisible, were all destroyed. Divide into two.

The light beam that condensed into a physical form made Teng Chongming shudder.

This sword cannot be taken!

However, the unusual pupil's supernatural powers were far more keen than ordinary people. He could see everything instantly, his claws shredded the red light, and he fell three points faster, slashing away with the sword's light.

"Death!" x2

Teng Chongming's eyes let out golden arrogance, his face turned red, and his downward-pressing eagle claws struck hard against the sword light.

Buzz————

The air waves spread out, and the fire energy rolled endlessly. After half a second of stalemate, the red flames instantly overwhelmed the white sword energy.

As Teng Chongming's sharp claws opened the way, the materialized sword light shattered layer by layer. He locked his eyes on the Jiangxiao Sword and took the mirror-like damaged sword body into his eyes. Ignoring the hot blood overflowing from his palm, he groaned angrily and increased the pressure.

Ten meters.

five meters.

one meter.

The eagle claws came straight to the door, and the Jiangxiao sword was broken into pieces, leaving only the hilt.

Lu Bei's eyes were cold and ruthless, he abandoned the remaining sword in his hand, turned his palm into a fist, and struck the approaching sharp claws.

A mediocre punch does not contain the slightest bit of boxing theory, and there is no artistic conception hidden in it.

Teng Chongming was convinced of his own tricks. When Lu Bei was at the end of his rope, he pressed his claws against a dense red mist, intending to burn him into a mummy on the spot.

The fists and palms touched each other, and the red mist instantly shattered.

The fist struck straight upwards, Teng Zhongming's face looked stiff, and his powerful special pupil power made him clearly aware that a circle of waves extended upwards from the palm of his hand, heading straight towards his shoulders and back.

Just as the sharp claws broke through the sword energy layer by layer before, Teng Chongming's metacarpals, ulna, radius, and humerus shattered upward section by section. The edge of the fist roared, pierced the air, and was stamped on the chest of the unbelievable Teng Chongming.

How is it possible? It's obviously just the most ordinary punch!

Click!

Blood spilled high in the sky, Teng Chongming's chest was sunken, and he flew upwards with his right arm drooped, heading straight for the blue dome like a cannonball.

In his eyes, Lu Bei stepped on the ground with his feet, bursting out layers of air waves, and rushed straight towards him like a sharp sword.

Teng Chongming woke up in an instant, spread his wings behind his back, and flapped his wings to accelerate to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

Lu Bei: ∑(_;)

He stared dumbfoundedly at Teng Chongming, who had his own feathered wings. They were not wings turned into flames, but tangible feathered wings. He was running around in a group, saying that he couldn't accept it.

Damn it, don’t let me look down on you, get down here and let’s have a fist fight between men!

Lu Bei held his blood-stained fist and slowly fell to the ground from high altitude. He looked up at the sky without saying anything. The five-second countdown passed quickly, and there was nothing he could do.

"I hate Birdman!"

It's not over yet.

Another thing happened that made Lu Bei doubt his life. The ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, and rocks flew everywhere. He himself was pulled down by the sudden gravity and plummeted into the depths of darkness.

Boom! !

The strong wind swept through and suppressed Lu Bei, who was trying to escape by using the gravel as a foothold.

"I'm sorry, I have been stationed here for three years. How to deal with strong enemies and what to do if I encounter an enemy that I cannot defeat. These scenes have played out thousands of times in my mind."

Teng Chongming murmured to himself, looked down at Lu Bei from a high position, coughed out a mouthful of hot blood, and said with a sad smile: "Your Excellency is so powerful, I am ashamed of myself, so please die!"

After waiting for a moment on the broken wall and inclined plane, Teng Chongming used his special pupil power to confirm that Lu Bei had no means of controlling the wind, and then he slowly fell from the air.

He lay cross-legged on the ground, lowered his head and kept coughing up blood. Ignoring his limp right arm, he waved to summon the two dead soldiers.

There was a roar and a pillar of fire rushed towards them. One of the two dead soldiers was intact, while the other was carbonized into ashes and turned into a handful after landing.

"Send his ashes to the secret realm!"