"Since you want to compare your strength, let you see my strength!"

Lu Feng's momentum suddenly rose as the seven iron bags fell, and at the same time his body became extremely elegant and instantly, it seemed that several clones had been divided and faced the iron bags at the same time.

Even some of the "clips" stagnated in the air for a moment, not like the sky but like the sky. They kicked the iron bag back in the middle.

Lu Feng originally thought that his body skills would not be considered in such a small circle, but now it seems that body skills are exactly the key to taking the iron bag.

Linglong Step, the third level, the white dew crosses the river!

Although there is no river or water at present, the thin spiritual energy condensed is like water and has a bearing power, allowing Land Feng to stay in the air for a short moment.

Although it was only a moment and not enough to adjust the most suitable position, it was already able to counterattack the iron bag with its hard power.

Or fists, feet, belly, and even butt...

Do everything you can.

This scene stunned the audience again.

Even the old sect leader couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his eyes, and he couldn't help but praise "What a clever body technique!"

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that those "clips" were actually afterimages formed by Lu Feng's body movement speed increasing to the extreme.

It can be said that Lu Feng exerted seven strength at that moment, responded to the flying iron bags, and threw them all back.

Unfortunately, Lu Feng has reached this point and it is hard to draw more energy to control the throwing speed of the iron bag, which makes it difficult to keep seven at the same time when it falls back into the circle of the Master of the Sword Hall.

This also gave the Lord of Dejian Hall a basis for a fight back and staged the previous scene again.

When Lu Feng flew back again, he was basically at the same time, and had to be forced to use his exquisite steps again and try his best to vibrate it back.

Although the pictures of those clones are gorgeous and beautiful.

But it also greatly increased his consumption.

"Your master is in a bad situation."

Hua Xiuwu teased Man Zhongli with a little chuckling.

Man Zhongli clenched his fists with a calm face and believed in it, "I believe in the master!"

Hua Xiuwu joked: "It's useless to believe, it won't take long, your master will make mistakes at all."

"Not necessarily," the old sect leader suddenly spoke out inappropriately, and his serious face was in amazement. "Look at every return he fought back carefully, his control of the timing and his grasp of strength are rapidly improving. If this continues, the one who loses will probably be Xiao Gu."

"What?" Hua Xiuwu looked at the field in shock. Seeing that as the old sect leader said, Lu Feng's retaliation, the interval between the seven iron bags flying back to the master of the sword hall was getting shorter and shorter, which made the master of the sword hall feel a little overwhelmed and shocked.

If he was allowed to knock back seven iron bags at the same time, the defeat would definitely be the Lord of the Sword Hall!

Although Hua Xiuwu doesn't like the Master of the Sword Hall very much in his daily life, as a member of the Qi Sect, he knew that once the Master of the Jian Hall was defeated, the loser would undoubtedly be the face of the Qi Sect. As he thought about it, his eyes could not help but turn to the iron bag on one side.

"Master of the Sword Hall, do you want two more iron bags?"

Hua Xiuwu walked forward with two iron bags on the left and right, and took advantage of the moment when the Sword Hall Lord barely threw seven iron bags out one after another, he threw the two iron bags in his hand at him.

In his opinion, Lu Feng, who took over seven iron bags at the same time, was obviously the limit, and it was impossible to have free time to deal with the sudden appearance of the eighth and nine iron bags.

The Lord of the Sword Hall felt the approaching of the iron bag behind him, and hesitated for a moment and took it down. He also knew that if he did not do this, he would be the one who would lose.

Although this move is somewhat illegal, it is not illegal at most if you use someone else's hand to hand the iron bag, and add the iron bag in the middle.

At that moment, the master of the Sword Hall threw two iron bags at Lu Feng with extremely heavy force, and tried his best to chase the seven iron bags thrown out in front.

After nine iron bags flew towards Lu Feng's airspace with a very short distance, the Lord of the Sword Hall finally relaxed slowly.

In his opinion, even if Lu Feng had a clever body technique, he would never be able to react to this situation.

Seeing this, Ning Xiang was so nervous that her breathing was frozen for a moment, and she was so scared that her little hand covered her mouth lightly.

Man Zhongli cursed directly, saying such as "despicable", "shameless", and "deception", and cursed the Lord of the Sword Hall to the point of cursing the face of the sword hall to the point of being ashen.

Until the words, "Even if you win, I won't recognize someone like you as a master."

Finally, the master of the Sword Hall was completely angry and turned his back and scolded him: "Where did I make a fool? It's up to the rules to add a package in the middle! If your master is powerful, you can add a few more!"

While speaking, I suddenly felt a majestic momentum rising from a distance.

The Sword Master was shocked and turned around and looked around. After seeing this, his eyes were stunned and he seemed to be ghostly in an uproar, and his hands couldn't help but tremble for a moment.

"This, this is impossible!"

The master of the sword hall looked shocked and saw that he had already flew back to the sky, no more or less, and when it happened to be nine iron bags, his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

Since the trajectory and strength of these nine iron bags, he found that they were still at the same latitude of wonder. Whether he was in the air or at the surface of the earth, he would inevitably face these nine iron bags at the same time.

He couldn't handle this situation in a hurry even half of it!

Also shocked were the old sect leader and the master of the sword hall, Lu Feng's previous performance, both of them saw it, and witnessed the scene where he threw these nine iron bags back with his own eyes.

The body technique is still the same as the body technique, and there are still only seven afterimages during the display, and it is not said that it will become much faster.

But somehow, they threw all the nine iron bags back just in time.

The master of the sword hall never saw through the secret, but he vaguely felt that it should have nothing to do with his body skills.

The old sect leader saw it much clearer. The moment he caught Lu Fengyu throwing an iron bag back, he immediately patted another similar iron bag back with his back hand.

At that moment, the weak person could only see his palms moving slightly, and it was impossible to catch the force that he slapped his palms at the same time, and it was the force exerted from the palms and back of his hand.

It is hard for the old sect leader to imagine how much he has to control the power so that he can mobilize this in an instant. He asked himself that in such a situation, even his peak period was extremely difficult to do, and Lu Feng not only did it, but also did it twice in a row.

The key is that with his eyesight, he can be sure that the instantaneous force and the rapid transformation of the force between the qi are definitely not the Qinghe Sect’s power-relieving technique, which is what really shocked him.

You know, at this moment, when Lu Feng faced seven iron bags, he still used the skill of lifting his strength to deal with it with the help of the floating body technique. Could it be that at that time, he had not done his best? He was still responding to the master of the Sword Hall with ease?

If so, will the nine iron bags at present still be his limit?

In fact, Lu Feng was also sweating at this moment. It was not until the nine iron bags fell down and piled up the dazed master of the Sword Hall into a hill, and he calmed down.

Only he knew the tension that was the first moment.

At that critical moment, although he used the exquisite step to the extreme, he still felt a little short of it. He wanted to use the benefits of his body to fight back against all the iron bags, and he could not break through to the fourth level of the Void Control Wind and reach the real realm of the sky.

It was also at the moment when he was anxious and focused on emptying everything and just wanted to cut off those iron bags that he entered the mysterious state again, but this time, he clearly controlled that state, and a set of martial arts learned from the sword ruins also instinctively started to operate.

Void Yuan Shen Jue!

That mysterious state is the realm of mind and spirit being followed by the use of this method.

When Lu Feng entered this state, he felt that his spiritual energy was commanding the wishful thinking in an instant. He wanted to release it and he wanted to withdraw it. He was extremely happy and calm, without any blockage, and the force generated by it was also spread throughout his limbs and bones as his mind turned.

It can be said that in such a state, his strength can reach any part of his body with just a thought.

The reason why he was able to successfully hit all the iron bags was not because of the improvement of Linglong Step, but because the speed of the qi transportation capacity was increased to an outrageous and extremely fast. He could use some force to respond to iron bags of different weights in an instant, and he could also control it to a perfect level in an instant, which made him successfully hit all the iron bags.

Thinking back now, Lu Feng asked himself that the nine iron bags were definitely not the limit in that state.

The wonder of the Xuyuan Spiritual Skill is far more than this.

After all, this method is a set of methods designed to "action and intention".

It is more or less difficult to use the power of "action".

After Ning Xiang saw Lu Feng win, she clapped her hands excitedly: "You are so proud of our master! You know how powerful our master is now!"

Man Zhongli was still in a state of mind because Hua Xiuwu's helping him in the middle of the journey, and subconsciously sarcastically whispered to the master of the sword hall: "Someone can't beat the master, this is what you want me to see!?"

In fact, he still has a lot of good feelings for the Sword Hall Sect who saved him. If they hadn't been so strong that they would have to force them to join the master's sect, he was actually willing to stay for a while and learn more skills.

But under the stubborn attitude of the Sword Hall Master, he felt a little disgusted.

With a typical personality of being soft but not hard, I am no longer willing to stay here no matter what.

Bang!

The master of the Sword Hall heard Man Zhongli's words and suddenly became angry, and his majestic momentum broke out of his body, shaking the iron bags around him scattered everywhere.

He raised his hand and pointed at Lu Feng angrily, stopping the latter's pace towards Man Zhongli.

"I said, I will take him away if I win!"

"The courageous ones follow me into the ninth weapon refining room!"

Lu Feng's face turned cold and he thought to himself that he had really underestimated the stubbornness of the Sword Hall Master. He was so embarrassed and even more unwilling to give up!

Suddenly, the master of the sword hall on one side looked serious and stopped the master of the sword hall who was walking far away, scolding: "What are you going to do!? The things that are restrained there are not for you to fight!"
Chapter completed!