Originally burning three thousand divine fires in his body, according to Tang Feng's current strength, if he wanted to take the opportunity to escape now, in an environment like the secret realm, Miyamoto Musashi would not be able to use the power of the mysterious pill and would be unable to pursue him at all.
But Tang Feng did not run away, but instead felt a strong fighting spirit rising throughout his body.
Of course he is not stupid. Now he has finally fought against a Martial King. This kind of opportunity is rare, so he will not miss it easily.
Moreover, he also saw that even the King of Martial could not fully exert his original strength in the secret realm, so facing Miyamoto Musashi at this moment, he might not have no chance of winning.
Miyamoto Musashi, on the other hand, had piercing eyes and was full of enthusiasm for Tang Feng's divine art. Even King Wu was quite eager for this unique skill that was not suppressed by the secret realm.
His figure swept away, his feet rushed like a sudden rain, and he rushed over in just a few breaths.
Tang Feng's whole body was burning with divine fire, and he swung out a palm, immediately causing violent air waves, and even the towering ancient trees above were shaken.
The surrounding sea of withered flowers immediately rolled back like waves.
Miyamoto Musashi was taken aback. The arm that originally stretched out like a sharp sword had to be retracted halfway because he could feel that the strength of the opponent's palm was really extraordinary.
Twisting his body in the air, Miyamoto Musashi immediately turned around as if turning upside down. While avoiding the opponent's palm, he attacked again from the side.
"Nine moves of Dragon Claw!" Tang Feng exhaled and shouted, raising his body and flying forward.
Miyamoto Musashi used his right arm as a sword and cut it straight, but this time, in Tang Feng's opinion, his speed had become slower.
In fact, Miyamoto Musashi's speed did not slow down, but Tang Feng became faster. After burning the divine fire, his speed was greatly enhanced compared to before.
Suddenly there was a pop, and Miyamoto Musashi's right arm was caught, and Tang Feng tore a scar on his right arm on the spot.
"Powerful Vajra Palm!" Tang Feng shouted angrily, and suddenly slapped out his left palm.
Miyamoto Musashi wanted to hide, but at this time his men were still in the air, and the opponent was as fast as lightning, so he, the King of Martial Arts, was unable to dodge.
Bang!
Miyamoto Musashi was hit with a palm in the chest, and his whole body immediately flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off, and finally crashed to the ground.
"Master..." Watanabe Mengfei and others couldn't help but exclaimed, with shock written all over their faces.
They really couldn't believe that their master, the mighty King of Martial Arts, was beaten to the ground by that Chinese boy.
Miyamoto Musashi clapped his palms and stood up immediately. It seemed that he was not substantially injured. After all, he was already in the realm of Xuan Dan. Even though Xuan Yuan could not attack outside his body, he could still set up defenses.
But even so, he looked extremely embarrassed, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were messy, and he no longer had the sense of aloof and worldly master he had before.
"It's really disgusting. I didn't expect that you, a brat, could push me to this extent. You know, I am a powerful martial arts king!"
Miyamoto Musashi was so angry that he flew into a rage. He stepped forward and charged forward again.
"So what if King Wu, I'll still beat you to the ground!" Tang Feng shouted coldly, and his figure immediately resembled a sharp arrow, rushing towards the opponent at top speed.
"Dragon Spear!"
While flying, he looked out with his big hand, and found that the dragon spear was in his hand, and he suddenly launched a move called "Zheng Zheng".
Miyamoto Musashi was taken aback and quickly dodged.
"Sweep across the Eight Desolations!" Tang Feng changed his moves midway and swept forward immediately.
Miyamoto Musashi could no longer react. He suffered trauma to his lower abdomen and immediately flew out.
"King of the world!" Tang Feng stepped forward and his whole body immediately turned into a divine dragon, hanging upside down in the air and assassinating him at extremely fast speeds.
Miyamoto Musashi's pupils swelled, his face was both frightened and angry, and he immediately reached out to attack. He didn't strike slowly, he just dodged to hit the barrel of the gun.
However, he underestimated the power of this dragon spear, or in other words, the power of the divine fire.
Miyamoto Musashi originally wanted to use the sword style to remove the power of the dragon spear, but as soon as he touched the dragon spear, he immediately felt a huge rebound force, which knocked his hand away on the spot.
The momentum of Tang Feng's dragon spear continued unabated and it thrust forward.
There was a sudden pop, and Miyamoto Musashi's shoulder was stabbed on the spot, and blood immediately flowed out.
Originally, Tang Feng wanted to spin the dragon spear and crush his shoulders, but Miyamoto Musashi was not slow at all, and he immediately slid back.
"Powerful Vajra Palm!" Tang Feng put away the dragon spear and swung out a palm, hitting him in the lower abdomen.
Miyamoto Musashi was once again slapped away with a palm, and his whole body crashed onto the rocks behind, so much so that half of his body was almost embedded in it.
Pfft...
Miyamoto Musashi suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out. His face turned pale, and even his breath seemed a little sluggish.
If there were any other Martial Lords present who saw this scene at this moment, they would definitely be stunned and shocked. A mighty Martial Lord of his generation, the pinnacle of the earth, was actually beaten like this by a True Yuan Realm Martial Lord.
"It's disgusting, it's really disgusting!" Miyamoto Musashi was going crazy and hysterical.
At this time, Watanabe Menfei and the Great Seiko rushed towards this side angrily and quickly, surrounding Miyamoto Musashi behind them.
Judging from their looks, they were obviously worried that Tang Feng would take action again and harm their master's life.
Tang Feng did not take action again. After fighting a Martial King until now, and now in a secret realm, even he was a little overwhelmed.
At this moment, he was panting like an ox, and it was obvious that his energy and energy had been depleted a lot.
Miyamoto Musashi also panted, slowly staggered up from the ground, pushed away the three people in front of him, and walked straight to the front.
"I never thought, I really never thought, that in just over a month, you would grow to the point where you could even compete with me!" Miyamoto Musashi gritted his teeth and said.
Although Tang Feng had a huge advantage in the secret realm relying on three thousand divine fires, it had to be said that his strength was much stronger than when he went to Fuso Island Country.
When he left the island country's Sword Saint Palace, Tang Feng originally said that he would conquer the Fuso Sword Saint Palace in three years. Now it seems that it may not take three years at all.
Tang Feng stood up with his gun pointed, staring directly at him and said: "You were once the King of Martial Arts, but now you are nothing more than this!"
Miyamoto Musashi suddenly calmed down, and sneered repeatedly: "Very good, you are indeed good. Originally, in the secret realm, in this sealed place, I didn't want to use Xuandan."
"But now it seems that even if the realm is damaged, I will kill him completely!"
Tang Feng frowned as he listened, with a slightly solemn look on his face.
Miyamoto Musashi's face darkened, his hands suddenly began to form seals, and at the same time he shouted coldly: "Come out of the mysterious elixir in your body!"
He exhaled suddenly, and a silver-gray Xuandan slowly came out of his mouth. At this moment, his whole body was filled with violent Xuanyuan, and his aura was also rising sharply.
Come to think of it, this is the true fighting power of a generation of Martial Kings.
"Old man, in this sealed place, you actually dare to sacrifice the Xuandan. I'm afraid you're going to die. Please forgive me for not accompanying you!"
Tang Feng's expression changed drastically. He didn't dare to stay for a long time. He put his foot down and rushed back at a high speed. He didn't even dare to ask for the spiritual fruit on the ancient tree anymore.
