Tang Feifan's terrifying punch directly dispersed the surrounding energy, but the energy that Tang Cheng could control was far beyond Tang Feifan's imagination.

With his left hand, he pointed his sword, stretched out his right hand, and the boundless lightning suddenly appeared and stopped. A golden spear fell into Tang Cheng's hand. With his hand, the shining golden spear tore the violent energy and stabbed Tang Feifan's fist just right.

With a low roar, the golden thunder spear burst inch by inch, shattering into the original yin and yang energy, and then transformed into the five elements vital energy, scattered between heaven and earth.

Tang Feifan's punch that destroyed the world was also futile. If so, Tang Cheng should have taken advantage of it. After all, Tang Feifan gave his own refined ancestral spirit, and if he wanted to condense the ancestral spirit again, it would be impossible to imagine it in less than three or five months. However, Tang Cheng's efforts were a little consumption of spiritual consciousness, and it could be restored in just a few breaths.

However, the battle is not over.

The fierce explosion caused the two people to transform into vital energy vortexes in the place where they fought. Tang Cheng shook his wings and was about to stabilize his body, suddenly a thread of purple light penetrated the layers of vital energy vortexes and shot towards him. Judging from the momentum, he pointed directly at Tang Cheng's eyebrows. It was Tang Feifan's infinite magic needle.

The purple streamer was still a hundred feet away from Tangcheng, and Tangcheng still had a cold hair standing on its back, and he was very alert. Tangcheng had no doubt that this blow could kill his life. This Wujian Demon Needle seemed to contain some strange charm. When Tangcheng saw it, he was robbed by it, as if he was trapped in various nightmares.

"Moo!"

Tang Cheng was still in motion, but a long syllable sound was naturally emitted between the joints of his body. It was like a sudden enlightenment and woke Tang Cheng up from his nightmare.

Suddenly, Tang Cheng burst into cold sweat and quickly shook his wings and retreated quickly. At this time, Tang Cheng saw that the attack on him was a five-inch-long fine needle, with purple all over his body, like a demon's pupil.

Although the Wujian Demon Needle is fast, it is still hard to match the Wind and Thunder Wings. Tangcheng's turn caused the Demon Needle to lose its target of attack. In this moment, Tangcheng retreated thousands of miles, as if it was a far end of the world; with a slight advance, it was approaching ten feet in front of Tang Feifan.

The retreat and advance were as natural as ever, and in a moment, with Tang Feifan's strength, he could only watch and could not make any counterattack.

Tang Feifan had the most defensive treasure Tianluo umbrella, but he didn't even have time to open it. This is the sadness of the world.

Tang Cheng's two fingers together, and the golden sun wheel swarmed out, completely submerging Tang Feifan. The golden sun wheel surging, breaking Tang Feifan's tendons and bones. This is also the special magical enhancement of Tang Feifan's body, otherwise, the sharp sun wheel would dismember Tang Feifan in an instant.

Blood spilled in the void, and Tang Feifan flew out in a spin, but it was beyond Tang Cheng's expectations. If the God-Surveying Technique that had just broken free from the demon needle had consumed a lot of Tang Cheng's spirit, Tang Cheng would not have chosen the magic that consumed the least amount of the Sun Golden Wheel.

But it is this difference in thought that causes changes.

The blood scattered from the void did not land but condensed into a strange and inexplicable character. The character flashed away, but Tang Feifan also disappeared without a trace.

Tang Cheng's face looked very ugly. Unexpectedly, when he parted in Chang'an, Tang Feifan became so difficult. The strange magic needle was in trouble. He actually had a kind of soul-catching magic power.

If Tang Cheng hadn't made a Buddhist sound from his body, he would have almost explained it to him this time. Thinking of this, Tang Cheng was not only a little confused about how Tang Feifa had such supernatural powers, but also how the Xinyue Fox escaped from him.

In fact, there are some causal relationships.

Although the Wujian Demon Needle is powerful in magic, it does not have the power of soul-catching others, but it has invincible sharpness.

However, when this Wujian Demon Needle was condensed, it was a deep hatred for Tangcheng, so it would have special power for Tangcheng.

However, in a flash, Tang Cheng threw his suspicion of Xinyuehu out of the sky.

Fifty miles away, seeing Tang Cheng safe and sound, Xinyuehu reminded her and fell out of thin air. She fainted. Tang Cheng hurriedly flashed and caught Xinyuehu, but found that her heartbeat was slowing down, and a vicious force was constantly eroding her body.

The heart moon fox was already exhausted, and death was only in the evening. No one would play with his body like this. Tang Cheng's face instantly became extremely ugly.

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Above the East China Sea, the waves are surging.

This is the depths of the East China Sea, where only seabirds flying thousands of miles can be foraged. However, under the sea, there is no clean fish or shrimp.

The powerful dragon power intimidated all aquatic creatures and did not dare to approach here. On the sea, Long Zhuer was confronting his third brother Long Feng in a stern face. Long Zhuer looked indignant, but Long Feng looked helpless.

"San brother, do you really refuse to get out of here?" Long Zhu'er asked angrily.

Long Feng touched his nose and said in a tone of a resentful woman: "Little sister, how dare I not listen to my father's order!" After pausing, he said again: "Besides, this is for your own good!"

"For my own good, then get out of the way. Otherwise, the little thief will be snatched by another woman. Then your sister will never get married in her life, so you don't want to find me a sister-in-law!" Long Zhu'er was very angry. In his opinion, if she didn't look at Tang Cheng nearby, she might be snatched away that day. With the previous example of Xin Yuehu, she was really worried.

On that day, due to the Shura tribe's affairs, Long Zhuer brought Dragon Slayer and Dangshan Duo back to the East China Sea to show warning. Unexpectedly, Long Yao not only ignored the matter, but instead detained her and asked her to go into seclusion to practice the Dragon King of Fengyu.

This was the first time Long Zhu'er felt that her father was so domineering. She was about to leave in anger, but was blocked by Long Feng. Since then, Long Zhu'er was guarded in Mingyue Tower, with countless soldiers guarding him.

Long Yao's order is very simple. If Long Zhuer leaves, you don't need to stop him. Just commit suicide. Long Zhuer is extremely kind-hearted, so naturally he will not allow others to be killed because of his willfulness.

Long Zhuer barely practiced in Mingyue Tower for half a year, but she could no longer bear it. She captured everyone, making these aquatic monsters unable to move, so she left.

However, as soon as he came out of the water, Long Feng stopped him. No matter what Long Feng said, Long Zhuer was anxious and had no idea. Long Feng was helpless and said, "Little sister, it doesn't matter whether I marry a wife or not, but one thing is that your strength is too weak. Do you know? The great changes in the world are right in front of you. If you don't practice harder, how can you compete with Tangcheng in the future? Would you drag him down?"

Long Zhu'er curled his lips and said, "What a great change in the world? Three of you are scaring me again!"

Long Feng's face looked very bad and said, "No matter how confused the three are, they won't joke about this. You only know that Wuya is our brother Shi, but do you know who his father is?"

Long Zhu'er hated Wuya and never knew him. When he heard Long Feng's tone, he must be an amazing person, so he asked curiously: "Who is that?"

"The Demon King Wuyuan! They plan to invade Middle Earth, and they may do whatever they want. If you are too weak, they will probably drag down Tangcheng. At that time, you will be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate, but where will you place our Dragon Clan in the East China Sea? If your father wants to avenge you, the East China Sea will be stained with blood, and countless people will be killed or injured. Isn't that a sin? If you don't avenge you, my family will be heartbroken and die."

Long Feng said it very sincerely, and Long Zhu'er was not an unreasonable person. When he saw Long Zhu'er pondered and immediately dug a hole and said, "But if you don't meet again from now on, it's a tough situation. That's good! Sister, if you can take my move, it means that your strength is not weak. I will let you go with my father's punishment. But you must come back in another month."

When Long Zhuer heard that there was a turning point, he nodded and agreed. Long Feng said again: "If you can't handle it, then go back to Mingyue Tower to practice secretly, and wait until your cultivation has improved. How about it?"

Long Zhu'er had already agreed in front of him, so he was naturally not able to return at this moment, so he could only agree. Long Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said, "Okay, then I'm not polite!"

Long Zhu'er had never seen Long Feng take action, but he had never fought in the Dragon Palace and had always had extraordinary cultivation. However, the new Yuan Dan of Long Zhu'er was just when his self-confidence was overwhelming. She didn't think that with the double blades of Liubo, she could not even catch a move.

Long Feng raised his hand and a spear appeared in his hand. Tang Cheng had also used a spear, but at this moment the spear seemed to have come alive in Long Feng's hand.

The dragon's thorn lightly thorned, but it was like the sun and the moon passing through the sky. The river went eastward, and the cold spear broke through the numerous spaces and stabbed Longzhu's shoulders. This spear didn't smell at first glance, but it made Longzhu'er unable to hide and unable to avoid it. He had to grit his teeth and cross the waves to seal Longfeng's spear, but the spear trembled, and the dragonzhu was like a butterfly in the wind, falling to the sea.

Although Long Zhuer has almost no actual combat opportunities, Long Feng's attack clearly shows that he is a top master, and I am afraid that Tang Cheng may not be able to win the battle.

"Little sister, brother, this is for your own good! Don't blame me in the future!" Looking at the lost Long Zhuer, Long Feng felt full of apology.

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