Ace of Divine Doctor

The top of the green peak was cold. There was only the wind blowing. At the foot of the mountain, there was a crazy cry of killing. Feng Dong and others were still fighting with the experts of Da Luo Tianfu and fighting madly.

Hoo Hoo!

In the strong wind, the three legged Liuhuo tripod hovered over Yang Feng's head.

WOW!

He carefully observed the surrounding space, including the earth, inch by inch, but he still couldn't find it, as if the other party had disappeared at the top of the green peak.

"Ha ha!"

In the air, in the flowing clouds, there was a domineering voice.

"Yang Feng, come on, let's have a great war in the air and in the vast sea of clouds." The sound of boxing came from the sea of clouds above.

The clouds floated, and half of the moonlight hidden in the clouds left the clouds.

Full moon!

Unexpectedly, the moon was full, and a bright light shone on Yang Feng's body.

Sisi!

In his body, a strong real yuan, suddenly seemed to be evacuated, like the sea, suddenly appeared a bottomless pit, Yang Feng immediately put out the big black bead, cold cold, the essence of the earth's atmosphere, turned into a black light, enveloped him, and then, the feeling of weakness disappeared immediately.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous."

Yang Feng was afraid for a while. Fortunately, there was a great waste pearl. Without it, he would die tonight.

This Dahuang pearl is one of his most important treasures, even more than the three legged Liuhuo tripod, because on the night of the full moon, he can not use the three legged Liuhuo tripod, but he has to use a treasure like Dahuang pearl.

"Yang Feng, come up and fight."

When the fist stepped on the clouds, the loud voice shook the mountain of Qingfeng.

Yang Feng slowly looked up and looked at the boxing weather in the sky. Then he displayed the Phoenix wings, held the three legged Liuhuo tripod in his hand, operated the great wilderness pearl, and quickly soared up. At the moment, he used the three treasures at the same time.

Although the main effect of the big wild pearl is to shield the full moon and the moonlight's influence on him, it also absorbs the essence of the moon, absorbs the earth's Qi and the chill. The three treasures are in hand. Yang Feng is imposing, like a powerful God of war.

WOW!

A white cloud flows slightly. The flying Yang Feng steps on the white cloud with his feet and looks at the sky with cold eyes.

Boxing is like a fairy. He steps on the clouds and carries his hands. When he finds that Yang Feng has three treasures, he says in a voice, "boy, your chance is really good. There are three treasures."

"Yes, I have three treasures. You will die." Yang Feng said with dignity.

"Hum!"

The fist snorted coldly and said, "boy, we practitioners, although treasures are important, our own strength is the most important. At the beginning, I killed the old master of the nine sword sect and took his nine swords. Then I realized the sword of thunder and lightning with the power of his nine swords. After I realized it, I destroyed the nine swords."

Yang Feng didn't expect that boxing weather would say these words to him, but what boxing weather said is true.

The original seven star sword was once the biggest killing move in Yang Feng's hand. Later, without the seven star sword, he realized a stronger way to see the Tao.

"Fist weather, less nonsense, fight." Yang Feng, thunder rolling, real Qi surging.

"Ha ha!"

When you step on the clouds, you laugh and your long hair flies with the wind.

"Yang Feng, even if you have three treasures, I want you to know that treasures are useless in front of the peerless strong."

Hoo Hoo!

With the anger of boxing weather, dark clouds covered, rolling and flowing clouds gathered madly and quickly gathered towards him. In a moment, the world was dim. Under the dark clouds, the Qingfeng mountain below disappeared. Like an abyss, you can only hear the cries of people and fighting.

Although there are dark clouds, the strongmen at the top of Qingfeng are also above the golden elixir level. Therefore, the night does not affect their battle.

In the gathered black clouds, there is a terrible power of lightning, but there is a three legged liuhuoding behind him. Yang Feng is not afraid of this powerful power of lightning.

Boom, boom!

Click!

Click!

The Thunder God was angry, the sky trembled, and in the void, powerful lightning penetrated the rolling clouds, as if it came from the sky and bombarded the Yang wind madly.

Buzzing, buzzing!

Yang Feng displayed the three legged flowing fire tripod. Roaring fire dragons galloped out of the ancient tripod. The burning flame lit up the sky. Even the fuzzy figures of the experts fighting at the top of the green peak were shrouded in the flame.

These two peerless masters fought from the top of Qingfeng to Liuyun.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Powerful thunder and lightning bombarded the fire dragon again and again. The flaming fire dragon was scattered by the thunder and lightning, like snowflakes, falling pieces, flames and sea of fire, falling down from the high altitude.

In the air, Yang Feng saw the top of the green peak below and suddenly turned into a sea of fire.

At night, it was like a battlefield, with thousands of troops fighting, smoke billowing and flames blazing.

"Ah ah!"

Under the mountain, there was a scream. It was estimated that the flame fell on some strong people, so they made a scream.

"Old ancestor, we are from the great Luo Tianfu. How can you lower the flame and burn us." A master screamed.

"Ancestor, I'm your grandson. How can you bear to let the burning flame burn us?"

Many experts from the great Luo Tianfu sent out screams. Of course, many experts in the Pudu gate camp were affected. The flame like magma continued to fall down. This is not an ordinary flame, but the flame of the three legged flowing fire tripod.

In the fire, Yang Feng heard Feng Dong's voice and said, "stay away from here and find another place to fight with them."

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Human figures sped out quickly and left the flame below.

The masters of the decisive battle between the two sides are also the golden elixir realm. Therefore, they can fly. After flying out of the flame, the strong ones continue to fight each other in the air, but they are far away from Yang Feng and the position of the two, worried about being affected.

Looking at the sea of fire burning below, Yang Feng is full of pride. Let the fire burn more fiercely.

Let the fire burn more madly.

Let this fire burn out my prestige of Purdue gate, and let this fire bury Da Luo Tianfu.

In this war tonight, his reputation of Purdue gate will be at the zenith of the third world. After this war, whether it is victory or failure, Purdue gate's reputation will spread all over the world.

Boom!

Boom!

In the high air, Yang Feng fought with boxing weather again and again. The powerful Qi fluctuated and stirred the clouds. In the night sky, there were only two fuzzy figures, like two meteors, chasing, intertwined and moving frantically.

"Yang Feng, it's enough to see that you can fight with me for so long. Your strength is very strong. But I'm tired and don't want to waste time with you. Let's decide the outcome." Standing on the flowing clouds in the void, his clothes and hair rolled and his pride was boundless.

However, he also admired Yang Feng's strength. He was young and could fight with him for so long.

Back then, when he was the same age as Yang Feng, he was not so strong.

"Well, boxing is all weather. Then one move will win or lose." Yang Feng is also a bully.

"I killed the old leader of the nine sword sect, got the nine swords, realized the lightning sword, and then destroyed the nine swords. Boy, you can see my lightning sword in your lifetime. Even if you die, you can smile." The rolling sound of fist Tianba spread all over the world.

Thunder sword!

Yang Feng has never heard of it or seen it.

No matter the former Quanyang or later quantianba, although these people's tianyinshenlei is very strong, they can't condense the thunder into a thunder sword. Among all the strong people in Dalai Tianfu, it is estimated that only the fist weather, the ancestor, can do this.

"Da Luo Tianshu, tianyinshen thunder, thunder sword!"

His fist was furious, and lightning surged all over his body. Powerful lightning, like golden runes, flowed around his body. Over his head, there were 36 thunders, which quickly formed a sword Qi, golden lightning sword Qi.

Flutter!

Flutter!

The golden power of thunder and lightning is constantly stirring and beating on the sword Qi.

The space collapses, the space splits, and the thunder sword comes out, which even affects the stable space. Even if the surrounding space is stable, it will also be affected by the thunder sword.

Before the fist weather officially launched this powerful sword, there were such signs. If he sent out the thunder sword, the powerful power was hard to imagine.

Terror!

Suffocation!

After Yang Feng felt the threat of thunder sword, he didn't dare to be careless. He immediately put away the three legged Liuhuo tripod and cast the star sword. This sword is a powerful sword that he finally realized after countless life and death based on the seven star sword.

Buzzing, buzzing!

The cyan star sword, like a cyan dragon, appeared in the void. The mysterious sound of the sword rainbow spread all over the rolling clouds. A force of stars attached to the sword body.

At the moment, there are two powerful sword Qi in the void, one is Yang Feng's star sword, the other is the thunder sword.

After the appearance of the two sword Qi, the energy and true Qi will repel each other and compete with each other thousands of meters away.

Looking at Yang Feng's blue star sword, I felt the vastness of the sword and its edge. I couldn't help praising it and said, "yes, yes, Yang Feng, I didn't expect you to realize such a powerful kendo. No wonder Quanyang and quantianba died in your hands."

"Not only did they die in my star sword, but you will also die under my star sword tonight."

Yang Feng in the void, no matter his momentum or true Qi, is no less than boxing.

Not far away, the masters fighting in the void were shocked when they saw the two sword Qi in the sky. They are worthy of being strong. They can't compete with the power of those two sword Qi.

Jianshaofeng, in particular, thinks he is a master of kendo. When he sees Yang Feng's star sword and boxing weather's thunder sword, he is also ashamed. His Kendo is not a level compared with Yang Feng and boxing weather.

The wind is surging and the moon is bright!

Under the moonlight, two powerful swords, like two powerful armies, are ready for the final battle.

"Thunder sword, out!"

The fist was flying in the weather, and the long sleeve rolled. His hands made a knot. Then, the golden thunder sword roared down at Yang Feng.

The place where the thunder sword passes is glittering. There is a terrible force of lightning in the world. The space under the moonlight is also torn into a long crack.

"Star sword!"

Yang Feng's domineering voice was like the roar of a dragon. Then, the blue star sword rolled out with mountains and rivers. It seemed as if it was blessed by the power of stars. The faster the sword galloped, the more powerful and terrible it was.

Quiet!

This space seems to be stationary.

Even those strong men who fought in the distance could not help but stop and concentrate on the impact of the two swords. The two swords galloped out from the same direction.

Boom, boom!

The next second, a terrible explosion roared out.

Where the sound wave passes, the space is broken layer by layer and burst layer by layer. The strong afterwave rolls the mat to the Qingfeng mountain below. Huge rocks are rolled down from the cliffs and cliffs by the afterwave and fall into the abyss.

With Yang Feng as the center, there was not a cloud within a few thousand meters.

Because all the clouds were swallowed up by the powerful air wave.

After an aurora appeared, Yang Feng and his fist flew out a few meters at the same time.

After staggering back countless steps, Yang Feng barely stopped. He only felt that his muscles and veins were hot, his internal organs were squeezed, and a heart-rending pain led to his face distorted. The realm of boxing and weather should be the triple peak of Yuanshen, but he has not crossed the quadruple peak of Yuanshen.

Pooh!

Yang Feng vomited blood, but he still tried to suppress the violent breath.

"Ha ha!"

Boxing weather laughed and said, "Yang Feng, although I'm only the triple peak of Yuanshen, my strongest magic power is not da Luo Tianshu. I learned a magic power ten years ago, and then studied it for ten years, and finally achieved success."

Hearing the proud laughter, Yang Feng was curious about what powerful magic power he had.