"boom!"

A circle of ripples suddenly lit up in the dark sky, but the sound of the dragon roar from Lan Feng collided with the sound waves of the black robe Xuanwu. Waves of energy spread and collided, and finally, like a rock caused by a calm lake, gradually returning to calm!

"Dingdeng..."

Even so, the black-robed Xuanwu's body was shocked by Lan Feng's sound and retreated for a while. When he raised his head to look at the place where Lan Feng was just now, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Because at some point, Lan Feng's figure disappeared from the spot and disappeared.

"Xuanwu casts a tripod!"

A strong sense of crisis permeated the heart of Xuanwu in the black robe, which made his face change. Without thinking, the energy in his body surged, forming a huge Xuanwu tripod to wrap his body.

After realizing the crisis, this guy chose to defend without hesitation.

"Bang!"

When the black-robed Xuanwu's body was wrapped in a huge and hard Xuanwu Cauldron, Lan Feng's figure appeared behind him, his right hand clenched into a fist, and a golden light bloomed on his fist, as if a ball of golden flames wrapped it and exuded a strong power. He slammed it hard on the back of the black-robed Xuanwu with powerful force, and made a deafening sound.

"Click..."

The terrifying power burst out, and the Xuanwu Cauldron wrapped in the black-robed Xuanwu body could not withstand the powerful power of Lan Feng's punch, and then collapsed and dissipated.

After Lan Feng's fist shattered the Xuanwu Cauldron, he smashed the black-robed Xuanwu back with invincible force, causing cold sweat to spread on the black-robed Xuanwu's forehead. He gritted his teeth suddenly. His back swung, and a dazzling light burst out from his spine. Pieces of green Xuanwu scales appeared on his back, forming a powerful defense.

The wall of Xuanwu!

"Dong!"

The next moment, Lan Feng's fist finally landed on the back of the black-robed Xuanwu, and a deafening and dull explosion sounded.

The black-robed Xuanwu trembled, and a trace of black blood overflowed along the corner of his mouth, but he ignored it at all. He turned around suddenly, clenched his right hand into a fist, and smashed it hard towards Lan Feng's chest with invincible power, launching a strong and fierce counterattack.

Xuanwu Divine Fist!

As the black-robed Xuanwu punch was swung out, a large number of Xuanwu scales grew out on his fist, wrapping his fist, and a majestic energy surged. A huge Xuanwu head also rushed towards Lan Feng with his fist.

Seeing this, Lan Feng couldn't help but snorted coldly from his nose, and the strong fighting spirit in his eyes burned. His left hand clenched into a fist. The power of the wild bell surged in his body, the power of the bones echoed, and his arm was vibrating at an extremely fast speed and high frequency. Without any dodging or fear, he smashed out the fist of the black-robed Xuanwu.

"Rage Sea Sound Wave!"

"Bang!"

The dull collision sounded, and the extraordinary black-robed Xuanwu's face changed. A muffled groan came from his throat, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth. He felt that his fist was as if he was hit on a speeding gravity train. His bones were almost falling apart, which made him feel shocked. He never expected that Lan Feng's physical strength was so powerful!

You should know that he practiced Xuanwu skills. He is known for his strong body and amazing defense. Even the body of Qinglong cannot resist it. Moreover, he is the peak master of horizontal refining, and Gangqi is a half-step master...

Under such circumstances, his defense and physical strength could be said to have reached the extreme, but he did not expect that the boy in front of him would completely suppress him in terms of physical and strength, which made him feel shocked and surprised.

"roar!"

However, before the black-robed Xuanwu could react, Lan Feng's fist shook at high frequency at this moment, and a force like a tide of anger came, and a powerful sound wave spread quietly, which made his ears confused and a blank appeared in his brain.

"Bang!"

At the moment when the black-robed Xuanwu was lost, Lan Feng suddenly closed his fist and walked up close to his body. The elbow of his right hand, carrying a powerful force, hit the black-robed Xuanwu's chest with a dull sound, bursting out.

Dragon Thorn Fighting Gun!

"Puff..."

A mouthful of bright red blood immediately sprayed out of the black-robed Xuanwu's mouth, and his body was also shocked by the powerful force, and it hit Su Jiang in the distance like a cannonball, making a deafening sound, causing countless splashes of water.

"Swish!"

With one blow, Lan Feng's body was like a charm, like a maggot on his tars, and followed him up. With a thought, a huge phantom of the god appeared behind him. He held a huge angry sword in his hand and rushed towards the river with Lan Feng, carrying the powerful and unparalleled diving force, and slashed down fiercely at the black robe Xuanwu who had smashed into Su Jiang below.

The third move of the God’s Wrath: The Angry Sword Qinghong!

"Boom!"

With one sword, it slashed down and raised countless waves. Before the angry sword fell into the river, the sharp sword pressure raised a white wave on the river surface, causing the river water to sink.

"Damn, how could this guy be so fierce?"

Looking at the god who was slashing in anger and staring at the cold-looking blue Feng, the black-robed Xuanwu's face was extremely hard to see. A cold and indifferent voice came from his mouth: "However, this surging river is my home court. What can I do to me when I practice Xuanwu skills?"

"Ice Black Tortoise Shield!"

As the black-robed Xuanwu fell, a huge Xuanwu formed by countless rivers and his qi wrapped his body. A shield condensed from countless ice also appeared in his hands and was blocked by him.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the god who came with the rage of the sky held the sword in his hands, and with endless anger, slashed hard on the ice black-woven shield that blocked the black-robed Xuanwu, making a sound that shook the sky and the earth, causing countless waves.

Lan Feng's angry sword Qinghong can be said to be an armor-breaking Qinghong that integrates the Chu family's unique skills. It has the ability to break armor and defense. Although the black-robed Xuanwu's ice Xuanwu shield has amazing defense, how can it resist the wrath of the gods?

Under the shocking and incredible gaze of the Black Robe Xuanwu, the ice black wu shield blocking him only blocked the angry sword held by the gods for a moment and was torn apart by the sword energy. Then the remaining momentum slashed on the Xuanwu that protected him, and completely broke through Xuanwu's defense and took the black robe Xuanwu's head.

"Come on the sword!"

Seeing this, the black-robed Xuanwu looked extremely ugly, and a angrily shouted out of his mouth, and endless energy burst out from his body.

"bite!"

A crystal clear ice sword flew out of Jiangxiao as if it had been summoned, and fell into his hands, blocking the wrathful sword of the god.

"The ice breaks!"

The black-robed Xuanwu held a sword in one hand and pinched his skills in the other hand. The energy in his body surged in his hand, and then suddenly pointed it out at the huge body of the god!

"boom!"

With the black-robed Xuanwu's pointing out, as if it contained some kind of rule of heaven and earth, a huge icicle shot out, piercing the huge body of the god, and finally letting the gods disappear.

"I have some skills, but my attack has just begun!"

Seeing this, a sneer appeared on Lan Feng's face, and a cold and indifferent voice came from his mouth.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

As Lan Feng's words fell, under the ugly gaze of the black-robed Xuanwu, huge golden gods emerged behind Lan Feng again.

"The first move of the God's Wrath: the Hand of Divine Punishment!"

"The second form of the God's Wrath: Sky-Shocking Hammer!"

"The fifth style of the God's Wrath: Thunder Holy Punishment!"

"The sixth style of the God's Wrath: Bury the Thunder Dragon!"

The next moment, a huge golden god roared over, and the overwhelming attack drowned the black-robed Xuanwu!

"Dong!"

A huge explosion sounded, and the fiercely flowing Sujiang River seemed to have stopped under such a powerful offensive. A huge pit of hundreds of meters was blown up on the river surface. Countless river waters were rolling back, and countless thunder and lightning were wandering, completely submerging the black-robed Xuanwu.

When the fierce surging was surging, it seemed like a peerless water demon emerged from the sky, and the river surface of the demonic wind was calmed down. The black-robed Xuanwu had long disappeared, and I don’t know where he was bombarded by Lan Feng’s powerful attack.

After all, after a fierce battle with King Arthur, Lan Feng's strength breakthrough was improved again, and he took the Burning Heaven Fruit. He only needed to understand the power of the rules to buy the Half Emperor Realm.

The power of his magical powers and martial arts is definitely not the same as when he fought against the ancestor of the Ghost Sect.

Although this black-robed Xuanwu is a powerful man in the half-step and half-emperor realm, he is still suppressed by Lan Feng. In the same realm, Lan Feng is not afraid of any enemies.

"Swish!"

Lan Feng swayed his wings behind him, suspended in the air, staring at Su Jiang who had recovered from peace below, his brows frowned tightly, and murmurs came from his mouth: "Can you be too heavy to take action and be beaten to death?"

After all, Lan Feng had just found some fun and passion for fighting, which was equivalent to just finishing warming up. He didn't want the Black Robe Xuanwu to die like this, and he also wanted to ask some information from the Black Robe Xuanwu's mouth.

"Boom!"

The moment Lan Feng's words fell, the deafening explosion sounded on the river surface, but a black shadow covered in mud rushed out of the river and finally floated in the air.

The black shadow was covered with mud, looking like a clay figure. It was the black-robed Xuanwu who was shot to the bottom of Su Jiang after being attacked by Lan Feng.

Under Lan Feng's attack, he was shot into the mud nearly 100 meters deep at the bottom of the river, and almost couldn't struggle. It was extremely miserable.

As one of the four saints, the black-robed Xuanwu has never been so embarrassed.

"Fortunately I'm not dead!"

Looking at the black-robed Xuanwu rushing out, Lan Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Little bastard, even if I pay a terrible price today, I will have to kill you!"

The black-robed Xuanwu looked at Lan Feng with cold eyes, and the strong resentment in his eyes surged, and an endless cold and rude voice came from his mouth.

"The secret technique of Xuanwu Skills is for me!"
Chapter completed!