Ming sect leader

Chapter 579
Chapter 579
Naturally, a Huiyuan Pill cannot restore Qiao Feng's true energy like the Blood Bodhi, and in addition to his previous fierce battle with Jinlun Fawang, it naturally consumed a lot. Now all the medicinal properties of the pill have been absorbed, but it is true Qi has only recovered to [-]%, but even so, Qiao Feng still believes that he will be able to kill this murderer of his teacher today!

The sound of the dragon's chant was almost non-stop, every move of Jinlun Fawang's Extinguishing God Palm required a lot of energy, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms did not!
However, Qiao Feng did not worry about lack of true energy like Jinlun Fawang, and exhausted his strength, because he believed that before he collapsed with all his strength, the enemy must have been killed one step ahead of him!
Jinlun Fawang's five legs had already been beaten to pieces at some point, turning into a pile of fragments and flying in all directions. Originally, he wanted to be on the safe side, first consume Qiao Feng's recovery of true energy, and then defeat the opponent in one fell swoop, but with The repeated collisions made Jinlun Fawang couldn't help thinking that something was wrong, because Qiao Feng's palm strength seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, as if after each attack, the opponent's palm strength would inexplicably become stronger!

If it happened once or twice, it could also be explained as the accidental potential explosion of the other party, or a sudden extraordinary performance, but it happened many times in a row. Jin Lun Fawang instantly understood that Qiao Feng had once again comprehended and improved himself in the confrontation with him. palm!
Although he doesn't understand why there is still room for improvement in such a heavenly palm technique as the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, he knows that at first he thought that the longer the delay, the better it would be for him, but now it seems that he may not be able to wait. When the opponent's true energy is exhausted, Qiao Feng's Dragon Subduing Palm will beat himself to death first!
So, since you can't wait any longer, let's win this increasingly dangerous battle while your true energy still has the upper hand and before you get injured!

"Destroyer Palm!"

Jinlun Fawang once again burst out with the strongest combat power, no longer worried about the consumption of true energy, roared and waved towards Qiao Feng surrounded by golden dragons!
And Qiao Feng's eyes were even more radiant, as if there were streaks of dazzling golden light mixed in it, and the roar of the dragon became more terrifying and shocking, like a wave of sonic attacks, rushing towards the opposite side!

"The dragon swings its tail!"

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

The bloodstains on Qiao Feng's back continuously turned into pieces of blood mist and merged into the golden dragons, making the golden dragon's eyes covered with bloodstains, and the roar became even more violent!
The booming explosions, under the interweaving of the golden light and the black light, are like grand fireworks blooming in the sky continuously, and the more terrifying shock waves will weigh tens of catties, hundreds of catties on the top of the city. The bricks and boulders were shattered, turning into clouds of smoke and dust and sweeping in all directions. The entire city wall was trembling constantly. Cracks and cracks covered the entire wall silently, and the most fragile city gate has long been unknown. It turned into a pile of broken wood and drifted to nowhere!
Bang! ! !
The two figures stepped back and separated, Jinlun Fawang's aura was fluctuating, his eyes were fixed on the opposite figure who seemed never to be timid, and he said: "Qiao Feng, how much energy do you have left? You really want to fight to the death Do you want to admit defeat now, there is still time!"

Snapped! ! !
A drop of bright red blood dripped down at his feet, Qiao Feng's face became paler, but his eyes were full of radiance, and his aura seemed to be in an extremely mysterious state, but the true energy in his body was really left behind. Running out.

Originally, the internal energy he practiced was just ordinary Shaolin internal energy. Although he was Xuanku's apprentice, his identity was hidden. In addition, he also had a master who was the leader of the beggar gang, so it was naturally impossible to learn the true Shaolin internal energy. Those superior heaven-level internal skills, but even so, with his own talent and hard work, he insisted on simplifying and integrating this internal energy with the 28 Jianglong Palms, and finally turned it into the now-famous Eighteen Dragon Palms!

But after all, the level of internal strength is limited, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms consume the most energy, so it is not surprising that the energy is not enough now, and Qiao Feng knows that the Jinlun Fawang on the opposite side does not have much energy left. Yes, and with his now more powerful palm technique, he is confident in killing this murderer!

Therefore, without any hesitation, he glared loudly and said angrily, "There is no reason to give up halfway to kill the master! Today, Qiao will definitely send you to the underground to confess to your teacher!"

Seeing this, Jinlun Fawang's eyes gradually revealed a fierce light, and said coldly: "I originally wanted to see your dragon-subduing palm power in your heyday in the future, but now it seems that this idea can only be let go!"

As he spoke, he raised his hands, turned his palms into fingers, and pointed at the three big acupoints on his body several times in a row. Then, with a painful roar, his whole body's momentum soared by nearly [-]% again, his eyes were blood red, and a burst of The bloody and dark aura erupted, causing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu of the Tantric School to carry a strange aura of the Demon Sect!

This is another potential-stimulating secret technique that Jinlun Fawang learned from the Magician's Palace. It can increase people's skills in a short period of time, but the aftereffects are very strong like other such secret techniques. After a quarter of an hour, He will be seriously injured and paralyzed, completely turning into a useless person, and he will not be able to recover without a few months of self-cultivation!

However, Jinlun Fawang had no choice but to use this technique, because if he didn't use this technique, he really wasn't sure that he could defeat Qiao Feng. , just to be on the safe side, he used his last life-saving hole card!

"Qiao Feng, this old man will send you down to reunite with Xuan Ku!"

Jinlun Fawang's face was ferocious, as if he had been possessed by a demon, his eyes were red, and he roared angrily and shot with his palms continuously. He even shot five god-killing palms in a row.
In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the dark clouds rolled, and the wind howled. Wherever the mountain-like pitch-black palm prints passed, the sky screamed, the void shook, and the city wall under the feet exploded with a bang. Smoke and dust flew all over the sky!
Qiao Feng looked at the palm print that almost exceeded the limit of the master, and he couldn't help flashing a look of surprise in his eyes, but feeling the pressure that seemed to destroy the world, not only did he not have the slightest fear or shrink back, but his eyes burst into golden light , A sound of dragon chant seemed to sound from the depths of his soul!
hold head high! ! !
The dragon chant shook the sky, the clouds covered the sky, and golden lightning flashed across the sky. It seemed that there was a huge mysterious beast cruising and rolling in the clouds. The golden clouds and the black clouds on the opposite side had a clear boundary, tearing and confronting each other!

Zhao Min and the others outside the city were stunned, while Hua Wuque inside the city had a look of surprise and surprise: "Is this going to directly step into the Grand Master during the battle?"

In midair!
The giant black palm approached in an instant, Qiao Feng yelled angrily, and suddenly he jumped up. A gap in the clouds above his head suddenly opened, and then a golden light flashed away. The golden Baizhang Shenlong raised its head and roared, and then rushed towards the mountain-like black giant palm!

Boom boom boom! ! !
The violent roar sounded like it was about to shatter the world, even Hua Wuque couldn't help mentioning that Ah Zi retreated several tens of feet, and the Mongols outside the city had no time to turn their horses and jumped up one after another. Fly backwards in a hurry!

Zhao Min, who was being carried backwards by the elders Xuanming, watched with his own eyes the dozens of war horses neighing almost at the same time, and before turning around in time, they exploded into a rain of blood!
(End of this chapter)