The encounter in the passage was quite sudden. Both sides had no way out now. They had to withstand the first wave of attacks from the other party and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

Huo Yuanzhen's more than 300 people entered the passage, and there were many companions behind him.

The Shenlong Cult has a good location, and there are also many reinforcements behind it.

At present, both sides are of equal strength. Which side can defeat the other side? Then when reinforcements arrive, they can gain a certain advantage.

So the people from both sides said a few words and immediately rushed forward and started a very tragic fight!

Dongfang Shaobai and Wuming are old opponents. When they last fought, Wuming was not Dongfang Shaobai's opponent, so Dongfang Shaobai first came to Wuming.

Wuming's skill is very close, and he also wants to avenge the last time he met. When the two of them tried their best, they both tried their best. They were both the peak of innate perfection, and the skills that were close to the realm of the defence were hard to solve when they fought.

The Blood-Changing Demon Technique vs. The Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing, one is vicious and the other is fierce. The first move is to fight life and death, and the shock channels are shaking.

On the other hand, Yideng and Dong Xuanzi also fought. Their skills were slightly worse and they didn't have long to enter the perfection.

Dong Xuanzi is better than the speed and illusion of the Blood Shadow Divine Art, and Yideng's Six-Meridian Divine Sword is not a vegetarian. The sword energy is flying all over the sky, piercing one fantasy after another.

Those martial arts people and disciples of the Dragon Sect instantly killed themselves together. The usually-arranged teams were no longer in the army at this time, and there were melee everywhere.

But no one was close to the middle position, because the middle part was the battlefield of An Mufeng and Huo Yuanzhen.

In An Mufeng's opinion, the monk Yijie was fighting against him in the passage, which was simply seeking death. Killing him was just a matter of being able to capture him.

So An Mufeng had almost no pause, and his body shook and came to Huo Yuanzhen. He raised his palm and a black air swayed over it, striking Huo Yuanzhen's face!

An Mufeng was careful and put his other hand behind him. In fact, it also contained a strong black aura. As long as a ring uses that kind of fast movement to sneak attack him, An Mufeng will definitely give him a fierce attack.

But what he didn't expect was that Yijie not only did not use his body skills to dodge, but directly raised his palm and met him, and it was actually a head-on battle with An Mufeng!

"Bald donkey! You are seeking death!"

An Mufeng gritted his teeth and concentrated his internal strength on one palm, which was a little bigger than before, almost achieving the strongest attack he could use. He said that he would end the battle with one move!

Huo Yuan was really excited. This was the strongest attack he had faced, and was used by the top masters in the late stage of the imperial realm. What is his strength? Now is the time to verify!

"The Dharma is boundless!"

Huo Yuanzhen directly used the eighth style of Tathagata's Divine Palm, which had the strongest power in the middle stage of the imperial realm.

Black gas touches Buddha's light. Mars hits the earth!

"boom!"

The two of them collided with one palm. The people in the same path staggered almost at the same time, and were shocked by this powerful blow.

An Mufeng only felt that he had hit the iron mountain. His wrists were so shocked that he felt a little painful, and his body took three steps back.

But what made An Mufeng happy was that the monk took five or six steps and obviously lost to himself in the competition of internal strength.

He was delighted: "Monkey, you are here!"

With a swaying figure, An Mufeng stepped forward.

Huo Yuanzhen pursed her lips, "Great move!"

The body disappeared in place and the next moment he had already arrived behind An Mufeng.

As soon as he arrived behind An Mufeng, the other party seemed to be ready: he slapped him with a "huh" palm.

With a palm swept over, Huo Yuanzhen disappeared again.

An Mufeng felt very keen and instantly captured that Huo Yuanzhen had come to his head.

"The Buddha of Heaven came to the world!"

A flash of golden light shone, dispelling the darkness in the underground passage. Huo Yuanzhen's palms emitted a brilliant golden light. The palms from the top to the bottom were the seventh posture of the Tathagata's magic palm, which hit hard.

An Mufeng raised his palms and directly attacked him. In his opinion, since his internal strength exceeded that of this monk, there was no need to dodge. He could reduce his strength by ten times. No matter how elusive you are, as long as you approach me, he would give you a fatal blow.

Therefore, An Mufeng's palm was even more powerful and was almost at its peak.

After the two of them fought head-on, An Mufeng's legs fell to the ground and reached his knees.

Huo Yuan's body was shocked and he almost hit the roof of the roof.

An Mufeng raised his foot, pulled one leg out of the ground, and grinned in his mouth: "Hehe! Stinky monk, let me give you the last blow next!"

Before he could finish his words, Huo Yuanzhen suddenly disappeared in the air.

An Mufeng suddenly felt something was wrong. The monk once again used that strange body movement.

According to his real understanding of Huo Yuan, this body technique seems to be able to be used three times in a row at most. If you want to use it, it will take a while to do so, as if there are restrictions on the meridians.

Sure enough, he felt that the monk had come to his side.

This was his last chance to move, and he actually dared to come to his side to seek death. Although An Mufeng didn't expect Huo Yuan to move strangely, he was not afraid. His internal strength exceeded his, so what's so scary.

He raised his palms and hit Huo Yuanzhen again.

But now one of his legs is still stuck underground and cannot use them with all his strength.

Before this move, An Mufeng's plan was still good, but at the moment when the collision was about to occur, a bad omen suddenly arose in An Mufeng's heart.

The first time I was fighting against Boom, the monk was less powerful than himself.

The second time I faced the bomb, the monk's strength was smaller than the first time, and it seemed that he had been affected by the first attack.

Although his internal strength was not as good as his own, the monk did not use the method of roaming, but used his only one-time move to attack him. Don’t he know that this is useless?

Once he fell down, the martial arts people in the Central Plains were just native chickens and tiles to An Mufeng's eyes. They were vulnerable. As long as they killed them by themselves, they would be like tigers entering a flock of sheep, and they would definitely kill them one by one.

But even though he knew this, the monk still chose to attack.

No matter how you look at Huo Yuan, he doesn't want to be an impulsive young man. His long-term performance proves that this person is more like an old fox. Whether fighting or doing things, he will easily get into his words if he is accidentally.

Moreover, his palms are now filled with golden light, just like gold cast iron, with surging internal force swelling around him, without any lack of internal force.

As for the words "Ten Thousand Buddhas of the Sect" he pronounced, it sounded more like a powerful killer move.

Could it be that this monk initially deliberately showed weakness, making himself think that his internal strength was inferior to him, and then used this method of falling from the sky to trap himself underground? Although this method is impossible to trap himself, he can still do it in an instant.

Then, it was time for him to take the strongest attack!

All of this was like lightning, and An Mufeng instantly thought of it.

But thinking about it doesn’t mean he can dodge it. Two people fight hard with four palms, and the offensive has already been completed, so it is impossible to dodge.

"boom!!!!"

The people around were shocked. The movement was a little too big.

The dust in the fellow travelers rustled down, as if it was raining.

The moment An Mufeng fought, he finally verified his idea. All of this was indeed the conspiracy of this monk!

He carefully calculated everything, making himself mistakenly think that his internal strength was not good, and then made a clever arrangement, which forced himself to fight for his strongest killer move in the end!

Under normal circumstances, An Mufeng was not afraid to fight with him, but he did not pull out one leg completely and his posture was not arranged properly. He hurriedly used his palm to fight against a ring, and An Mufeng was at a loss.

Super masters in the late stage of the Imperial Realm! They are all top in the world. If An Mufeng competes with others, he will always fly kites for others. How could anyone have been flying kites?

And today, An Mufeng was flew a kite for the first time!

Huo Yuanzhen also has the ability to use the Great Movement, but An Mufeng does not have it.

His body flew more than ten feet away and directly hit the wall of the passage!

An Mufeng's body did not break out of a human form, and instinctively contracted, crashed into the wall and shrank into a ball, like a big ball hanging on the wall.

The bloody battlefield next to it was silent at this moment.

People stopped and looked at An Mufeng on the wall. If this person died, then there would be no suspense in this battle.

In the eyes of the people in the Shenlong Sect, An Mufeng was almost at the same level as the Great Elder. Even he could defeat him, so what were the people he was like?

The people on the Wulin League were excited. The leader was too strong! He actually bombarded the opponent's number one master into the wall. If this continues, his side will definitely win.

Only Huo Yuanzhen was not too excited. Although he had won some advantages through his clever layout, it was simply impossible to kill An Mufeng with these alone.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, An Mufeng's body gradually became enveloped by black air.

His whole body suddenly opened his hands and feet, and the wall that wrapped him was shattered!

His body landed quickly, and An Mufeng's face turned black, but his eyes were red as fire, and he was breathing heavily, staring at Huo Yuanzhen: "Little monk! I underestimate you!"

"Amitabha! You are not underestimating my monk, but overestimating yourself. There are talents in the world. The era of your dominance and domination is over. An Mufeng, you realize it! The martial arts world in the world will not fall into the hands of you! "

"Is that so? But I still want to try it!"

An Mufeng was really crazy. Although he had even suffered some internal injuries just now, he ignored the qi and blood that were shaking in his body, and turned into black gas. He rushed towards Huo Yuanzhen again without even enough.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. An Mufeng, I want to save you today!"

Looking at An Mufeng rushing towards him crazy, Huo Yuanzhen was not afraid at all. His hands were split and closed, and a huge air mass with a diameter of more than three meters emerged!
Chapter completed!