A little below Miyamoto Musashi's feet, people had risen from the ground and charged straight ahead.
He had probably figured out that in an environment like the secret realm, the most powerful move the opponent could use was undoubtedly the dragon spear, but now the dragon spear had been knocked away by him.
In other words, the Chinese boy in front of him was basically like a fish on a chopping board, and he could only watch and let him slaughter him.
However, he never expected that at this time, Tang Feng slowly raised the corners of his mouth and snorted: "Old man, if you want to kill me like this, it won't be that easy!"
When he started speaking, his hands were already connected with the seal. By the time he finished speaking, golden fires were rising all over his body, and his whole body looked extremely magical.
At this moment, Tang Feng's aura surged, as if he had entered another world.
Originally, Miyamoto Musashi was halfway through the charge, but then he suddenly stopped, frowned, and hummed: "I didn't expect that you actually hid your strength!"
Having said this, he shook his head again and again, staring at Tang Feng with seemingly turbid eyes and said: "No, the secret realm cannot use true energy at all. This is not true energy at all. What on earth is it?"
"Would you know what it is if you try it?" Tang Feng snorted coldly. Although the secret realm cannot use real energy, his three thousand divine fires have no such restriction.
In a sense, his Three Thousand Divine Fires are far more advanced and powerful than the True Yuan or the Martial King Xuanyuan.
Even in such a sealed place, his divine fire cannot be sealed.
"Even though you still have the means, you have not yet entered the King of Martial Arts. Under the King of Martial Arts, everything is like an ant!" Miyamoto Musashi shouted coldly and came to kill him again. He used his arm as a sword and slashed down diagonally.
However, this time, after lighting up more than 800 divine fires, Tang Feng's aura surged, and both his physical strength and speed were greatly enhanced.
With a little more added, he immediately dodged away.
Miyamoto Musashi missed his blow and couldn't help but snorted: "It seems to have some skills, but it's not enough!"
As the angry shouts fell, the whole person immediately swooped up, and the speed was actually a bit faster than before. It can be seen that this old guy didn't use all his strength just now.
"Powerful Vajra Palm!" Tang Feng moved and struck out with his palms one after another, like layers of surging waves.
In an instant, the two people collided and clashed. On the vast and empty land, there was no wind or waves.
However, at this moment, the two men released their full momentum, and as they kept moving and swooping, they couldn't help but bring up layers of yellow sand. The yellow sand filled the sky, and finally swallowed up the two of them.
At this moment, people outside could no longer clearly see the two people's fighting movements in the yellow sand. They could only see the two people constantly moving up and down, like leopards pouncing on prey, and like tigers descending the mountain.
The yellow sand rolled up more and more, and the two of them were still fighting inextricably, until the yellow sand rolled up into the sky finally covered the entire sky nearby.
It has to be said that although Tang Feng's Divine Kingdom Golden Body has not been completely completed so far, under the conditions of the secret realm and using the power of three thousand divine fires, he has been able to compete with King Wu.
Of course, this is only limited to the secret realm. If it were lost on the earth outside, King Wu would be able to use Xuanyuan, and I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy.
The two of them became more and more courageous as they fought, but within a short time, they had exchanged more than three hundred moves.
When the Great Holy Son below saw this, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and shouted secretly: "I didn't expect this Chinese boy to be so strong. He is so much stronger than he was in the Sword Saint Palace a month ago."
Yuan Feilingzi also sighed angrily: "Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that his talent is the most outstanding among the geniuses I have ever seen."
After hearing this, the Second Saint Son next to him snorted heavily, but said nothing. His eyes not only showed strong anger, but also deep jealousy.
"It doesn't matter if this son is very talented, no matter how hard he struggles and resists now, he will not escape death today!" The Second Saint Son thought for a while, and finally snorted coldly.
The three holy women said: "Master is right, he must die. If he doesn't die, I'm afraid that we Fusang will have endless troubles in the future!"
It was at this moment that a loud bang suddenly came from above. It seemed that the two of them had reached the last moment and each fired their strongest blow.
When the three of them heard the banging sound, they immediately raised their heads and looked forward.
Tang Feng's figure was once again shot backwards like a kite with its string cut off. Wherever he retreated, the sea of flowers below were all broken by the air waves.
However, at this moment, Miyamoto Musashi's gray and thin figure also staggered for a while, retreating a dozen steps, and finally managed to stand firm.
Although Miyamoto Musashi had stood firm, at this moment, his breath suddenly surged, and he could hardly hold it back, and he was about to vomit out a mouthful of old blood.
When the three disciples saw this, they couldn't help but exclaimed: "Master..."
Before they could finish speaking, Miyamoto Musashi waved his hand to interrupt and said in a deep voice: "I'm fine!"
Then he suddenly raised his head and stared forward.
At the end of his gaze was Tang Feng, but Tang Feng's condition was not very good at this time. Although Miyamoto Musashi was also forced to retreat, he undoubtedly retreated further and his injuries were more serious.
Suddenly there was a puff, and the energy and blood in his body could no longer be suppressed. Tang Feng opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow. However, although his figure was in a mess, he did not fall down.
At this moment, he was leaning under the towering ancient tree.
Miyamoto Musashi's eyes narrowed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "What a good boy, I, a mighty martial king, was knocked back by a little Zhenyuan Martial Lord like you. If this is lost in the future, your name of Chinese Dragon Thorn will be enough to shock the whole world."
world!"
At this point in the battle, even Miyamoto Musashi couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart. However, his murderous intention was now heavier and stronger.
"The divine fire emerging from your body is really extraordinary. It is not restricted by the laws of the secret realm. It seems extraordinary. I am determined to make a decision now!"
After Miyamoto Musashi finished speaking, he rose into the sky and attacked again at high speed.
Tang Feng slowly suppressed his breath, gritted his teeth and shouted coldly: "Originally, in such a secret realm, I really didn't want to use that move easily, but now it seems that I have to use it!"
"Three thousand divine fires, burn!" As he connected the seals with his hands, there was a sudden roar all over his body, and blazing divine fires burned. At this moment, his aura surged again.
Miyamoto Musashi suddenly stopped, frowned, and a solemn look appeared on his face. It had to be said that the strength displayed by the opponent now had already made him a martial king.
"It is truly a terrifying and extraordinary divine fire. No matter what happens today, I must get it!" Miyamoto Musashi gritted his teeth, and charged forward again with heavy rain under his feet.