Chapter 82: Fighting the Sky

"Boy, you should just surrender obediently! You can't escape from my palm." Liang Bo, an old man in the Chinese uniform, couldn't help but slam the angry voice of Yi Jianfeng.

Although the old man in the Chinese uniform has the cultivation level of the mortal stage, Yi Jianfeng has too many top-quality flying sword magic weapons. As long as Yi Jianfeng detonates a top-quality flying sword magic weapon, he will follow the footsteps of Xiao Bawang Wanghu in the explosion after wave scroll that was self-detonated by the top-quality flying sword magic weapon. The little Bawang Wanghu is still vivid in his mind by the explosion after wave scroll of the top-quality flying sword magic weapon. Although his speed is far better than Yi Jianfeng, he dare not take risks with himself, and can only fall from a distance, and he dare not force Yi Jianfeng too tightly.

Although Yi Jianfeng has the power to recover the depleted magic power of the top-grade spirit stones, there is no need to worry about the situation where the magic power is not continued. However, this is not a long-term solution. The other party's cultivation is far superior to him, and he cannot escape the other party's pursuit at all. If he does not use external objects, it will be difficult to severely damage it with his early stage cultivation of the gathering pill. He had previously exposed that he had five top-grade flying sword magic weapons on his body, and the other party would not give him the chance to self-destruct. What should he do? If the strong man in the Broken Pill Stage in the Demon Realm City catches up, even Xiaobai can't save him. This can't continue. It is the kingly way to throw this old thing away as soon as possible.

As soon as he understood this point, Yi Jianfeng's escape speed unconsciously slowed down. Yi Jianfeng understood that it was impossible to cause heavy damage by detonating the top-quality flying sword weapon. He had to use some real skills to severely damage it.

Yi Jianfeng slowed down his escape speed, and a large amount of pure heaven and earth energy from the top-grade spirit stones in his hand poured into his body to replenish the previous consumption. Yi Jianfeng's mana consumed in his body was replenished, and the mana output was far less than the mana that was replenished. It was about the amount of tea that could restore the mana in his body to its peak.

As Yi Jianfeng slowed down his escape speed, the old man in the China-dressed uniform also felt the speed of Yi Jianfeng's escape was greatly reduced. After this discovery, the old man in the China-dressed uniform Liang Boye was overjoyed and muttered in his heart: "Boy, I didn't say that you can't escape from my palm, you still don't believe it. When your magic power is not in progress, see how I deal with you."

Yi Jianfeng was still absorbing the pure heaven and earth energy from the top-grade spirit stones in his hand to replenish the mana consumed in his body. Liang Bo, the old man in the gorgeous clothes behind him, slowly speeding up and approaching Yi Jianfeng bit by bit.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the vast mountains and mountains under my feet turned into reflections, and Yi Jianfeng passed by quickly under my feet.

The little half cup of tea passed in a flash. Yi Jianfeng kept flying at a constant speed. After half cup of tea, the distance between Liang Bo, the old man in the Chinese costume, and Yi Jianfeng was further closer. From two hundred feet away at the beginning to one hundred feet away now. Yi Jianfeng felt that Liang Bo, the old man in the Chinese costume, was slowly speeding up, but he did not speed up, but slowed down a little, pretending that he didn't know what to do and let the other party get closer.

At the beginning, when the old man in the Chinese uniform, Liang Bo, was approaching Yi Jianfeng a hundred feet away, he was worried that Yi Jianfeng would fight back, but after half a day, he didn't see Yi Jianfeng's moves, and his escape speed was a little slower than before. He was sure that Yi Jianfeng's magic power in his body was no longer there, and knew that his chance was coming. So he began to speed up on a large scale, preparing to use a thunder strike to severely damage him and then capture him alive.

One hundred feet, ninety feet, eighty feet, seventy feet

The distance between Yi Jianfeng and the old man in China's uniform Liang Bo was rapidly getting closer. Just when the old man in China's uniform Liang Bo was fifty feet away from Yi Jianfeng, Yi Jianfeng could feel the pressure of the old man in China's uniform Liang Bona's mortal stage.

Yi Jianfeng felt the unique pressure of Liang Bo, a Chinese-style old man, who was a powerful man in the Huayi stage, and Yi Jianfeng felt nervous, knowing that the other party was about to take action. Yi Jianfeng didn't know that the other party suddenly accelerated, thinking that his magic power was not in his mind to take advantage of it. Yi Jianfeng did this so that he didn't create opportunities for himself. Without the help of detonating the top-quality flying sword magic weapon, Yi Jianfeng's strongest attack was the birth of the Crazy Dragon. Using the Crazy Dragon, Yi Jianfeng's strength can only be used once, and the opponent is a strong man in the Huayi stage. If he doesn't hit the target, then the next weak period will have no chance to detonate the top-quality flying sword, so he will really fall here.

Liang Bo, an old man in the Chinese uniform, was waiting, and Yi Jianfeng was waiting. At this moment, they were all using the mysterious skills in their bodies and preparing to use their strongest attack, and they must hurt them here.

The distance between the two was unknowingly closer. Fifty feet, forty feet, thirty feet, twenty feet, nineteen feet, eighteen feet

"The mad dragon is born!"

Just when Yi Jianfeng felt that he was only ten feet away from the old man Liang in the gorgeous costume, Yi Jianfeng suddenly turned around and shouted, and fired his strongest attack, the Mad Dragon, was born.

"Immortal Sword Slash!"

Just as Yi Jianfeng hit the Crazy Dragon, the old man in the Chinese uniform, Liang Bo also hit his strongest blow, the Immortal Sword Slash.

"Sing! Sing! Sing! Sing"

"Ao! Ao! Ao! Ao! Ao!"

As Liang Boyu, an old man in the Chinese uniform, used his top-quality flying sword to produce the strongest attack, the Immortal Sword Slash and Yi Jianfeng's mad dragon was born. The nearby radius was filled with a crisp sound of swords and a shocking dragon roar.

As the immortal slash sounded suddenly by the old man Liang, a Chinese-style old man, the shocking sword light rushed towards Yi Jianfeng with a momentum that would destroy everything.

The immortal technique produced by the old man Liang Bo of the Chinese uniform slashes different sword energy, which is not to fight against the enemy by fighting the sword, but to mobilize the magic power in the body to increase the amplification through the top-quality flying sword in his hand, so as to fight the surface with points, which is an upgraded version of the sword energy.

As soon as Yi Jianfeng successfully used the move of the Mad Dragon, a five-clawed purple gold dragon with a ferocious head horn suddenly rushed out of Yi Jianfeng's palm, and in the blink of an eye it expanded from several inches to two feet long. As soon as the five-clawed purple gold dragon appeared, it brought a domineering and domineering aura towards Liang Bo, a man in the gorgeous clothes.

As soon as the five-clawed purple gold dragon appeared, the sharp sword light of the old man Liang Bo in the gorgeous costume slashed on the five-clawed purple gold dragon with ferocious scales.

"Ah! Dragon, Divine Dragon! Purple and Golden Dragon! How could this happen?" Liang Bo, an old man in the Chinese uniform, just made his strongest attack immortal slash. Before his power was completely burst out, he emitted a golden sword light. Then he saw a five-clawed purple gold dragon with a two-meter-long head, ferocious horns, and flickering scales. He rushed towards him with endless pressure, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Chew!"

Facing the shocking sword light shot by the old man Liang Bo in the Chinese costume, Yi Jianfeng's five-clawed purple gold dragon simply raised its dragon's claws and swept towards the golden sword light. The golden sword light only came and it was instantly destroyed with a thunderous sound.

Liang Bo, an old man in the Chinese uniform, felt a dangerous aura from the five-clawed purple gold dragon that Yi Jianfeng shot. He had felt this dangerous aura from the elders of the clan in the Broken Dan stage. At this time, he saw the sword light in the immortal slash that he had brewed for a long time before he could easily resolve it. Although the first sword light was just a gesture, he could swing dozens of such sword lights next, and one was more powerful than the other. But he could not guarantee that he could destroy the five-clawed purple gold dragon by shooting so many sword lights. You must know that this dragon is the most powerful creature on the Moluo Continent. He is not as confident as he can defeat a dragon. Even if he defeats this dragon, Yi Jianfeng was still watching the tiger and danding.

Since Yi Jianfeng hit the five-clawed purple gold dragon, the old man in the gorgeous clothes, Liang Bo, had a desire to retreat. Now he just wanted to leave this place quickly, otherwise this place would really become his bone burial place.

As soon as the five-clawed purple gold dragon broke the golden sword light that the old man Liang Bo shot out, he rushed towards the old man Liang Bo, who was still in decline.

"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Facing the five-clawed purple gold dragon that was rushing towards him, the old man in the gorgeous clothes, Liang Bo dared not wait and flew backwards. Under the wave of Liang Bo in the gorgeous clothes, the red top-quality flying sword in his hand, with the waves of golden sword lights several feet long, with a destructive aura, cut through the space and brought out a burst of wind to the five-clawed purple gold dragon.

"Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi"

Faced with the golden sword light that was coming quickly, the five-clawed purple gold dragon simply raised its dragon claws and swept it towards the golden sword light. The golden sword light suddenly disappeared. In just a blink of an eye, the five-clawed purple gold dragon even shot dozens of records, and the more than ten golden sword lights shot out by the old man in the gorgeous costume were destroyed under the dragon claws of the five-clawed purple gold dragon.

It has to be said that the golden sword light shot by the old man Liang Bo of the gorgeous costume is relatively powerful. Each golden sword light can instantly kill a cultivator in the Dan-Come. The five-clawed purple gold dragon is forced to fight with more than ten golden sword lights shot by the old man of the gorgeous costume. The original scales flash as if the actual five-clawed purple gold dragon will instantly dim. As long as you come with two strikes, the five-clawed purple gold dragon will completely return to nothingness.

Liang Bo, an old man in the Chinese uniform, shot out more than ten golden sword lights in a row, and his magic power was consumed as much as 80%. He did not dare to look back at the situation behind him. He kept urging the flying sword under his feet to rush towards the road.

As soon as Yi Jianfeng used the move of the Crazy Dragon to be born, the power in his body seemed to be instantly pulled away, and he could not lift any force on his body. Yi Jianfeng only stayed in the air for several breaths, and then his whole body fell to the ground.

"Boy, Master Tiger, I'll help you!" Just when Yi Jianfeng felt his head heavy and could only let himself fall to the ground, Yi Jianfeng's mind was reminded of the transmission of the white little tiger Bai Zhantian.

As soon as the white little tiger Bai Zhantian finished speaking, Yi Jianfeng was wrapped in a ball of white light and floated into the jungle downwards, about ten feet away from the ground.
Chapter completed!