Faced with Li Gong's attack, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun's expression did not change at all, and the halberd knife in his hand calmly slashed out.

A knife light illuminating the sky appeared in an instant, broke through Li Gong's Heavenly Demon hand in an instant, and slashed towards Li Gong.

Li Gong's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was calm, and he slapped again without haste.

"Fifty-one Forms of Heavenly Demon Hands"

Containing the powerful zhenqi of the Purple Blood Dafa, the palm of the hand became solid, and suddenly collided with the light of the saber that Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun slashed.

boom! ! !

The terrifying air flow scattered around, and the figures of the two were also submerged by the violent air flow.

Everyone retreated towards the rear one after another, each showing their magical powers, resisting the scattered aftermath.

The battle between Li Gong and Erlang Xianshengzhenjun was directly transferred to the backyard of the Lin family. Every move of the two had great power, which made the backyard of the Lin family a mess.

Seeing the fight between Li Gong and Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, Chu Feng muttered to himself.

This Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun should also be a great master in the world, but judging by his moves, it is impossible to determine who this person is.

Erlang Xianshengzhenjun's position in the Immortal Court is the God of War, who is in charge of killing and attacking. To be able to bear the title of Erlang Xianshengzhenjun, he will definitely not be a simple person.

Moreover, Chu Feng guessed that the inheritances inherited by these people in the Immortal Court must have something to do with their own compatibility.

If they don't have a perfect fit, even if they pass it on to them, they may not be able to cultivate to great success. Han Feng is not a fool. If he doesn't have a perfect fit, he probably won't give the inheritance away easily.

I saw Erlang Xianshengzhenjun, who was fighting Li Gong in the backyard, suddenly the air around his body swirled, and his aura became stronger than before.

"Eight or nine profound arts."

The whole body seems to have been covered with a layer of silver light, and the skin is like bright jade illuminating the entire night sky. After Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun erupted with eighty-nine profound skills, he suddenly punched out a powerful fist, and the rumbling and vibrating void appeared. Ming, where the fist passed, the air it moved was distorted.

"Ok?"

Li Gong's expression changed, facing Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun's sudden burst of strength, he didn't choose to take it hard, but instead relied on the impact to avoid it in the distance while resisting.

"Erlang Xianshengzhenjun who forced him to use eight or nine profound arts."

Everyone in Xianting felt the sudden aura erupting in the backyard, and they couldn't help but look dignified.

Bajiu Xuangong is a heaven-level exercise, and it is also a magical skill exclusive to the title of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun. Bajiu Xuangong has been cultivated to great success, and it has a powerful defense that is indestructible and invincible.

It can be said that Bajiu Xuangong is a supreme body training method.

Everyone in the Immortal Court is of course envious of Bajiu Xuangong, but except for those who perfectly fit Erlang Xianshengzhenjun, others can't achieve great success even if they practice, and they can only become half-baked in the end.

Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu has nine levels in total, but when you reach the eighth level, you have already achieved great success and achieved the indestructible body of King Kong. However, there seems to be a ninth level in the legend. Once you reach the ninth level, you can Forged the body of gods and demons, rebelling against innateness, comparable to the existence of immortals and gods.

Of course, in the ancient times, the first Erlang Xianshengzhenjun in Xianting did not seem to have cultivated to the ninth level, otherwise Erlang Xianshengzhenjun's reputation would definitely be comparable to that of Zhenwu Emperor.

bang bang bang! ! !

After using eighty-nine profound arts, the battle in the backyard has reached a fever pitch. Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun has been attacking violently, but Li Gong is deliberately avoiding it.

The physical strength of a person who practiced eighty-nine profound kung fu is so powerful that Li Gong dared not come into direct contact with it.

Just when everyone was shocked by the battle in the backyard, suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and Han Feng, wearing the mask of the Emperor of Heaven, appeared on the roof of one of the Lin family's houses.

Han Feng looked at Chu Feng condescendingly, with strong murderous intent shining in his eyes.

"Chu Feng, it's you again."

Especially after seeing the Zhenhe Cauldron in Chu Feng's hands, the murderous intent in Han Feng's eyes became even stronger.

Chu Feng also saw Han Feng wearing the mask of the Heavenly Emperor, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but bend.

"If my guess is right, you should be Han Feng, right?"

Hearing Chu Feng's words, Han Feng was not surprised at all. Chu Feng could guess his identity, and he had already expected it.

"Haha, I didn't expect it, but you guessed it."

Han Feng said with a sneer.

Chu Feng shook his head slightly, and sighed, "Han Feng, in fact, we should not be enemies, but you want to provoke me. I really regret it. Why didn't you kill you?"

Hearing Chu Feng's words, Han Feng couldn't help laughing up to the sky, and the cold moonlight fell on him, adding a burst of imperial prestige to him.

"Chu Feng, in fact, I should still thank you. Without you, I am afraid that I, Han Feng, would not be where I am today."

"If I hadn't taught my boxing skills in Bolanzhuang, I would not have embarked on the road of a warrior, and it would be even more impossible for me to be eligible to enter the small world of the Emperor of Heaven and receive the inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven."

"However, even so, I can't suppress the idea of ​​beheading you, because as long as you live, you will block my path to the emperor of heaven. I want to achieve the prestige of emperor of heaven and dominate the world, and you are one of the obstacles , although you are only one of them, you have to get rid of it."

Seeing where Han Feng was declaring his oath like a clown, Chu Feng's expression turned cold.

"Han Feng, although I regret that I didn't kill you back then, it's not too late to kill you now. Tonight, none of you from Immortal Court will be able to escape."

With a wave of Chu Feng's palm, Zhenhe Cauldron had already been taken into the Mustard Seed Space by him, and he ordered Shi Zhixuan and the others indifferently.

"Kill all of them, and leave none."

The three of Shi Zhixuan were already ready to go, and they rushed out instantly under Chu Feng's order.

Han Feng's eyes turned cold, and four token-shaped things appeared in his hand in an instant, with the patterns of the four holy beasts engraved on them.

"Four Elephant Holy Formation, rise up."

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