The miasma rose up and enveloped the entire valley.
At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi was attached to another black iron pillar. His eyes were burning and he said with hatred: "Dragon Thorn boy, I let you escape last time. I'm afraid you won't be so lucky this time."
Tang Feng held the flaming divine spear in his hand, and a surge of excitement arose spontaneously, and shouted: "Last time in the sea of flowers, you old guy couldn't kill me, and this time you are even less capable."
Miyamoto Musashi glanced at the flaming divine spear in his hand and shouted coldly: "If you fight with that flaming divine spear, I will spare your life, otherwise..."
He didn't finish what he said, but there was no need to say any more, because at this moment, Tang Feng straightened up and rushed towards him with a flaming gun.
"Little True Element Realm, you are seeking death!" Miyamoto Musashi shouted angrily, his body flew like a swallow, and he swung his sword in the air. In an instant, sword energy shot out like a hail of arrows.
"Sweep thousands of armies!" Tang Feng shouted coldly, and the flame gun in his hand suddenly swept out, and a wave of air swept across, destroying the opponent's sword energy on the spot.
Although he has not yet completely refined this flaming divine spear, nor has he mastered the unique moves of the divine spear, this does not prevent him from using the unique skills of the original dragon spear.
After all, both weapons are spears, and now he is quite comfortable in using them. In fact, this flaming divine spear is of a much higher grade than the dragon spear, and the unique skills it displays are also more powerful.
"It's really a good weapon. This kind of peerless treasure cannot be owned by a real trash like you!" Miyamoto Musashi roared and immediately stepped forward.
Tang Feng raised his gun to attack, and the two men immediately fought each other. In the valley, deep in the miasma, the two men were constantly moving around, and the battle was quite fierce.
At first, Tang Feng was a little unfamiliar with using this flaming divine spear, but he became more and more comfortable with it. Soon he felt that there was indeed a trace of real fire in this divine spear.
As soon as he felt this true fire, the three thousand divine fires in his body immediately surged up, exuding a desire, as if he couldn't wait to refine this true fire.
But Tang Feng also knew that it was impossible to refine this true fire when he was currently fighting a powerful enemy.
"Light up three thousand divine fires and illuminate yourself!" Under the pressure of Miyamoto Musashi's dense sword energy, although Tang Feng could still resist, he was forced to retreat continuously.
As a last resort, he could only light three thousand divine fires to enhance his aura and combat effectiveness.
"It's this move again, but it's still not good enough!" Miyamoto Musashi used his life sword this time, and he struck fast and hard, with nine sky-cutting moves emerging one after another.
"I will conquer in person!" Tang Feng gritted his teeth. His figure, which was still retreating, suddenly moved forward, and his whole body immediately rushed forward.
Golden flames rose from the flaming spear in his hand, like a fire dragon charging past.
"Falling Style!" Miyamoto Musashi rose into the air, moved from top to bottom, and slashed down with one sword.
However, he was only a low-level Martial King after all, and could not freely use the power of Xuanyuan in Dantian in the secret realm. As soon as his sword edge touched the flaming divine spear, it was immediately missed.
Even Miyamoto Musashi's whole body was shaken suddenly, and his mouth was numb from the shock. The sword in his hand was almost uncontrollable and about to fly out.
"How is that possible!" Miyamoto Musashi was surprised. He really didn't expect that in just a few days, the opponent's skill would actually increase again.
"Dominion over the world!" Tang Feng didn't stop at all, he raised the flaming spear in his hand and stabbed it straight out again, like a peerless emperor, suppressing it with rage.
Miyamoto Musashi gritted his teeth, used the strongest blow of the Heaven-Destroying Style, and faced him directly.
The blade of the sword collided with the tip of the spear, and a banging sound erupted in an instant, followed by another click. The sword in Miyamoto Musashi's hand was broken, and his whole body was knocked away.
"How is it possible that Miyamoto Musashi, the patron saint of the island country Fuso, was defeated by this kid, a little Zhenyuan Wujun!" When people around him saw this, they couldn't help but exclaimed.
"This kid is really too powerful, and now the flaming spear is even more powerful in his hands. However, the reason why Miyamoto Musashi lost is because this is a secret realm and his own mysterious elixir cannot be used!"
"That's right, if it were on Earth, no matter how talented this Dragon Thorn boy is, he wouldn't be able to compete!"
Tang Feng stood with his gun pointed, listening to the exclamations of the people around him, his face was calm, but he did not continue to investigate.
Although Miyamoto Musashi was defeated, the opponent was after all a powerful martial arts king and must have some kind of trump card. If he pursues hastily, he will probably suffer losses.
What's more, the current situation is complicated, and more forces are eyeing him, so he still needs to be distracted and alert.
For a moment, the people around them just watched quietly, as if they had no intention of taking advantage of the opportunity to take action. Even the leaders of the Jiuji Sect, as well as the Blood Alliance Leader and others stopped taking action.
Miyamoto Musashi couldn't help but become angry. In front of many veteran martial arts kings, he, the martial arts king, was defeated by a small Zhenyuan martial arts king. His old face was thrown into disgrace.
"Damn brat, if the situation hadn't been complicated, I would have used the Mysterious Pill to kill you completely!" Miyamoto Musashi's face was ferocious, and he was in a rage, without any trace of his former dignity.
Tang Feng stood with his gun straightened and snorted coldly, but was too lazy to speak and pay attention.
Miyamoto Musashi gritted his teeth, suddenly let out a long sigh, and shouted in a low voice: "That's all, I originally wanted to have a backup plan, but now I have to use it."
As he spoke, he suddenly took out his right hand from his pocket and took out three milky white pills.
Not far away, Zulong saw this, his face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is the Xuanyuan Dan. Miyamoto Musashi, you are a generation figure, you actually use this kind of thing on a junior!"
The so-called Xuanyuan Pill was specially used by King Wu to replenish the Xuanyuan in the Dantian. Once taken in the secret sealed place, one can use the power of the Xuanyuan Pill to deliver a powerful blow in a very short period of time.
Miyamoto Musashi grunted, but was too lazy to speak again, and just lay back and swallowed the pill.
Zulong said nothing and immediately rushed towards Tang Feng. After all, he could see that although Tang Feng could defeat Miyamoto Musashi in the secret realm, he only had the right time and place.
If it were outside, Tang Feng's current strength would probably not be enough to compete with Miyamoto Musashi.
Just as Zulong was about to move, Xuanzhen Sanren of Jiuji Sect and Elder Dao Dao immediately surrounded him, as well as the leader of the European Blood Alliance and the headmaster of the ancient Indian Xitian.
"Zu Long, your opponent is us. If you want to save that kid, you must pass our level first!" the blood leader shouted coldly in a deep voice.
Zu Long had to stop. Even though his skills were profound and superior to those of other heroes, it would not be that easy to fight against these people.
"Ni Long, go quickly, be sure to protect the safety of the Dragon Thorn Envoy!" Zu Long shouted immediately.
Ni Long nodded, but before his men moved, Ni Long, the two elders Xuanyin, and two elders from Europe and ancient India surrounded them.
It can be seen that these people seem to have reached a consensus that the talent of the Chinese Tang Long Ci is too powerful, and today they are afraid that they will kill Tang Long Ci at all costs.
