Wu Feng was obviously shocked, and the muscles on his face were twisted for a while, falling in the opposite direction from the masked old Taoist.

However, Wu Feng used the blessing of the thousand-year-old red Ganoderma lucidum, and his breath was long and his strength was full. After fighting with this palm, although he suffered some internal injuries, a ball of fire soon burned in his dantian, and the continuous true energy flowed towards the eight extraordinary meridians to repair the damage in his body. Since it took several years of life and cultivation, it naturally had its benefits. This is also the only benefit that Wu Feng had a slight advantage over the masked old Taoist.

The masked old Taoist was shaken away by Wu Feng's palm, and his palm gently rested on the ground, and his body ejected again. His eyes looked at Wu Feng not only became silence, but also had endless anger and shyness. He had been practicing hard for decades, but he was actually injured by a boy under twenty years old. How could he swallow this mouthful?

Standing four or five feet away from Wu Feng, the masked old Taoist took a deep breath and then breathed a breath of turbid air. Then he said in a dark voice: Good boy, it's really hidden. I thought you were not simple from the beginning. I didn't expect you to be much more powerful than I thought. I really underestimated you. If I had known, I should have killed you from the beginning. How could this happen like this happen now.

Wu Feng's eyes were red and he was breathing. His body was so hot that he wanted to vent his anger. His body was like a fast-moving machine, and he couldn't stop at all. He didn't even hear the masked old Taoist clearly. Without saying a word, he raised his palms and chopped the masked old Taoist again.

Since Wu Feng had made plans to die and had not brought any powerful magic weapons on his body, he was worried that once he was beaten to death by this masked Taoist, the treasures on his body would be taken away by this Taoist. That was what the ancestor grandfather left to him, and his life could be lost. The ancestor grandfather's things would never be lost, so he would lose all the face of Maoshan.

Therefore, the only thing Wu Feng can use now is the pair of flesh palms on his body.

When the masked old Taoist saw Wu Feng running towards him, he was not panicked. Instead, he quickly took out several yellow paper talismans, pinched his fingers and recited the tricks in one go, and then several sword talismans hit Wu Feng one after another.

Seeing the sword talisman flying quickly, Wu Feng was running and quickly recited the Exit Skill. In the void, he drew a talisman with his fingers, which was almost completed in the blink of an eye. The golden light of the talisman in the air flashed, and many mysterious and complex runes appeared on it. Then, Wu Feng stretched out his hands, and the void talisman also became larger in an instant. He pushed forward with his hands, and the void talisman quickly advanced forward, colliding with the sword talismans of the masked old Taoist. This collision was silent. The void talisman was like a big package, covering the sword talismans, turning into a ball of fire in the air, and dissipating invisible at the same time.

The moment the fire was burning, it illuminated Wu Feng's red face that turned red due to the fullness of true energy, and also illuminated the resentful eyes of the masked old Taoist. The two of them quickly formed a ball again, and they fists and feet were as fast as lightning. Especially the masked old Taoist's whisk, when they danced, they could only see a vast white shadow that enveloped Wu Feng.
Chapter completed!