The heavens started from the Sun Moon God Religion

Chapter 119 Half-step innate battle
Although surprised, Feng Wuyong didn't dare to neglect the enemy in front of him.

The zhenqi in his body exploded like thunder, and when it circulated through the meridians, the body surface bulged up one by one, like a long dragon running around in the body.

The next moment, Feng Wuyong opened his hand, and a strange force was generated out of thin air between his five fingers, which actually caused the airflow in the air to rotate under his hand.

boom!
The force of Lu Jiu's palm collided with the airflow, and was actually drawn out of thin air by it, leading it to the other side like a dragon playing in water.

rumbling...

The energy spread out like thunder.

Lu Jiu's face was serious, and he spit out two words: "Tai Chi!"

"Ha ha……"

Feng Wuyong chuckled, but his eyes sparkled.

"Lord Lu, look at this trick again!"

In an instant, Feng Wuyong's five fingers were bent like hooks, and he grasped in vain, and the claws came out in the wind, like a hand in hell, the claws condensed like a hundred rivers and seas, covering Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiu only felt that there was endless energy in all directions, as if thick walls were squeezed from every direction in the sky and the ground.

"Good claw skills!"

Lu Jiu sighed, and slammed his backhand with one sleeve.

Xuanming Zhenqi burst out from his sleeves, like a torrential flood, rushing towards the enveloping claws in front of him.

boom!
The energy exploded, and the strong wind tore the air.

bo bo bo bo...

There were continuous breaking sounds, and the sound of air explosions was endless.

In the aftermath of the weather, Lu Jiu soared into the sky, his whole body turned into a black shadow, his arms retracted, condensed into one body, and his palms followed him like a shadow.

boom!
Not to be outdone, Feng Wuyong raised his palms, tearing the strength of his palms.

And the skin and flesh on his face trembled unconsciously, and the evil spirit gathered all over his body, like a tiger preying on it.

rumbling...

Amidst the violent sound, Feng Wuyong waved his arms, and flew up into the sky as if he had wings, and the whole person floated back, avoiding Lu Jiu who swooped down.

boom!
The snow under the feet exploded together with the rocks, and the snowflakes and broken stones that were wrapped in a tyrannical force made everyone in the enshrining pavilion flustered.

Zhang Taiyuan waved his sleeves, and knocked the gravel flying in front of him. When he looked at the field again, he saw two figures flickering and moving in the snowflakes all over the sky. The cultivation base feels dazzled.

"Warrior in the world, these two should be the most important!"

Boom boom boom...

There was a continuous sound of energy collision and fist and foot clashing.

In just a few breaths, the two exchanged dozens of moves, and no one can do anything to the other among these dozens of moves.

But Zhang Taiyuan's complexion sank visibly to the naked eye.

Although Feng Wuyong has practiced Kurong Chan Kung Fu, he is already in his 80s after all, and the decline of Qi and blood cannot be compared with Lu Jiu at all.

Now that the two are still fighting each other, it is because Feng Wuyong has a deep qi in his body as a support, once the zhenqi is exhausted, the two will inevitably have to fight for qi, blood and mind.

If it really came to that situation, Feng Wuyong would not be far from defeat.

Feng Wuyong in the field obviously knew this, so he was eager to decide the outcome or even life or death with Lu Jiu in a short period of time.

But how could Lu Jiu be Yi Yi's generation?

Not to mention the internal strength cultivation which is not weaker than Feng Wuyong at all, the Yin and cold characteristics of Xuanming Zhenqi alone make Feng Wuyong miserable.

Every time the two of them collide, the Xuanming Zhenqi in Lu Jiu's body will enter Feng Wuyong's body at the moment of contact. Infuriating.Although after a martial artist breaks through half a step of innate ability, the mystical orifices in the body are united, and the true energy circulates continuously, generally speaking, there is no risk of the true energy being exhausted.

But this is only in relative terms, if Feng Wuyong fights against peak martial artists like Feng Qingyang and Zhang Taiyuan, naturally there is no risk that the true energy will be exhausted or not continue.

But it was different when fighting Lu Jiu. Every move of the two of them contained a huge amount of true energy. Under this kind of consumption, the rate of replenishment of true energy was far slower than the rate of consumption.

boom!
The two energies collided without any fanfare, and a spiral qi sprinted in all directions, throwing stones and snow on the ground.

Lu Jiu retreated with the aftermath of his energy, but Feng Wuyong resisted the impact with energy. He clenched his fists, the wind shook, and the true energy in his body circulated crazily. He used [-] points of strength for each punch, and each punch was like a gust of wind, shaking the mountains and forests.

"Lu Jiu must be killed! Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!"

Feng Wuyong's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the murderous aura all over his body was almost condensed into substance.

Lu Jiu was taken aback, she didn't expect Feng Wuyong to be so desperate!

"kill!"

The punch came with a bang, and there was no room for dodge.

Lu Jiu's expression was stern, and he felt fierce in his heart. He also raised his fist to meet him.

boom!
boom……

Amidst the roar of energy, Lu Jiu and Feng Wuyong passed each other.

puff!
Lu Jiu raised her head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

And Feng Wuyong's chest heaved violently, obviously due to excessive consumption of true energy.

Squeezing the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lu Jiu chuckled: "It seems that Pavilion Master Feng is determined to kill me on the top of the Holy Lotus Mountain!"

"cough……"

Feng Wuyong suddenly coughed, raised his head and sighed, helplessly saying: "What a pity! What a pity..."

"The old man lost his anger in the end!"

"Hahaha……"

Lu Jiu suddenly laughed, his mouth full of blood stuck between his lips and teeth, looking extremely terrifying: "So, let's ask Pavilion Master Feng to die today!"

call out!
Lu Jiu swung his body and waved his palms, with vigor like a tumbling wave, rushing towards Feng Wuyong with boundless chill.

"not good!"

Zhang Taiyuan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was shocked. The momentum and force of Lu Jiu's move were not weaker than before. Although the internal organs were injured by Feng Wuyong, judging from this, the injury may not be serious.

Compared with Lu Jiu, Feng Wuyong, who is out of breath, is a bit dangerous!

Sure enough, facing Lu Jiu's strong attack, Feng Wuyong had to dodge continuously with light kungfu and body skills.

The two of them attacked and flashed, and within tens of feet of the entire peak, energy sputtered in all directions.

After dozens of strokes.

Lu Jiu put his hands back and stood, looking at Feng Wuyong with a bit of sneer on his face: "Hahaha...It turns out Pavilion Master Feng is not only lacking in true energy, but even the energy and blood cannot be locked under the vibration of the meridians in his body?"

"If we continue fighting like this, I'm afraid Pavilion Master Feng will die of exhaustion of energy and blood without me taking action!"

"Hehe... want to kill this old man? Then it depends on whether Master Lu has the ability!"

While speaking, Feng Wuyong's figure flashed, and he swept to Lu Jiu's side like a strong wind.

The five fingers, which were so thin that only the skin and bones were left, were like ghost claws, grabbing at Lu Jiu.

In an instant, dozens of claw shadows were densely covered in front of Lu Jiu's eyes, and each claw shadow was exuding energy, making it difficult to distinguish reality from reality, let alone its ultimate attack target.

(End of this chapter)