Tang Feng used the Dragon Transformation Technique, and his whole body suddenly flew out like a soaring dragon. As soon as he moved, the three people behind him quickly chased after him.
The leader of the Jiuji Sect is the fastest, and his attacks are the heaviest and fiercest. It can be seen that he seems to be determined to get the Yin Yang Creation Pill.
In fact, it wasn't just the three of them. At this time, the flying dragon also moved, and it also swept out. At this time, he was not in a hurry to explore deeper.
After all, in Feilong's view, Tang Feng is the biggest threat to him among these people right now, so he will never let go of any opportunity that can kill Tang Feng.
The two pharaohs of Tianzhu looked at each other, and also swung their bodies to chase after each other. It could be seen that these two people were probably thinking the same as the flying dragon, and were preparing to fish in troubled waters or make a profit for the fisherman.
Tang Feng was really keenly aware of the actions of Feilong and the two Tianzhu pharaohs. Of course, Tang Feng also fully understood their thoughts.
What he knew even more was that according to the current situation, he could not fight for a long time and had to fight quickly. Otherwise, if they were in a stalemate, Feilong and the two pharaohs would probably be unable to resist taking action.
And if it really comes to that time, it will be quite unfavorable for him to fall into the siege of everyone present. After all, his current strength is not enough to sweep everyone.
As the saying goes, pick the weakest persimmon, Tang Feng's eyes narrowed, and he immediately targeted the Jiuji Sect Master. Among the three, the Jiuji Sect Master was the weakest in skills, so he was naturally the best breakthrough point.
"Powerful Vajra Finger!" The Shaolin monk's attack was equally ruthless, and he pointed out his right index finger one after another. In an instant, a stream of finger force was shot out towards Tang Feng.
Tang Feng's figure kept moving and swooping, dodging back and forth.
However, just as he was in the air, the blood leader saw that the opportunity was favorable and suddenly struck with a palm. Tang Feng dodged without haste and was hit on the shoulder with a bang.
The opponent's palm was so powerful that he staggered and immediately fell backward.
"Everyone says that your Chinese New Ancestral Dragon Kung Fu is so good, but I don't think it's that good. You can't even receive a palm from me!" The leader of the Blood Alliance sneered continuously. Looking at him, he seemed to have a chance of victory.
However, the next moment he couldn't laugh anymore, he was suddenly stunned, and the smile on his face had solidified. It was only then that he realized that he had been fooled.
At this moment, Tang Feng was seen staggering and falling backwards, but unfortunately he was leaning towards the Jiuji Sect Master.
"Golden Dragon Fist!" Tang Feng roared angrily and fired three dragon fists in one go. The golden dragon fists intertwined and struck towards the approaching leader of the Jiuji Sect.
"Oops!" The leader of the Jiuji Sect was suddenly startled. It was only then that he realized that he had been fooled, and he also knew that the guy in front of him was not really hit by the blood leader, but was hit on purpose.
The purpose of the other party's doing this was to approach him quietly. At such a close distance, the Jiuji Sect Master had no time to react.
Bang!
Three golden dragon fists hit him hard on the chest, tearing his Xuanyuan shield on the spot. He had already been injured when fighting the flying dragon just now, let alone now.
As he fell back, he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood arrows. Then he fell to the ground. When he fell to the ground, he couldn't help but cursed: "Why is it me again? Why am I so unlucky?"
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After saying this, he originally wanted to struggle to stand up, but his internal organs were severely damaged and a wave of bad energy surged up, making him unable to get up.
"Damn it, you damn brat, you dare to tease me, I want you to die!" The blood leader shouted angrily, and immediately used a vicious Eagle Claw Palace, and the whole person was like a roc spreading its wings and swooping over.
Tang Feng suddenly turned around, and while turning around, he waved his right hand, and a golden spear suddenly condensed out. Then he flicked his right hand, and the golden spear shot out like a meteor.
With a whoosh, the golden spear arrived in front of the blood leader.
The blood leader didn't even think about it and grabbed it with his hands. However, he still underestimated the spear. As soon as his right hand made contact, the golden spear immediately pierced his palm.
Pfft...
A stream of blood suddenly flowed out from his palm, and the blood leader couldn't help but howled. When he looked intently, he realized that his palm had been penetrated.
At this time, the Shaolin monk saw that the time was ripe and suddenly attacked from behind.
Tang Feng waved his hand again, and a golden spear condensed out again. He stared directly at the Shaolin monk, and then said word by word: "If you dare to move again, believe it or not, I will pierce your throat with a spear?"
It was just a look. Although this look did not look very sharp, it was so frightening that the Shaolin monk froze on the spot and never dared to move forward again.
In fact, he was not frightened by Tang Feng's eyes. After all, as a powerful figure at the ninth level of the Martial King, he had never seen any big storms or waves.
What really shocked him was Tang Feng's golden spear skill!
The Shaolin monk never imagined that the opponent, who had just used it one second, would be able to condense the golden spear again the next second, and the power of this spear was so terrifying.
He didn't dare not believe what Tang Feng said. Of course, he was confident of blocking this golden spear, but he was not confident of catching the opponent's second spear.
In other words, if the other party questioned and threatened his life, he decided that he could not resist, so after thinking about it, the Shaolin monk decided to stop moving forward.
Tang Feng was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore, and looked at the Blood Alliance Leader and Jiuji Sect Leader again, and shouted in a cold voice: "You two, do you want life or the Yin Yang Pill?"
Facing Tang Feng's powerful and domineering attitude, the blood leader just gritted his teeth and squeezed his palms tightly, probably not daring to say another word.
As for the leader of the Jiuji Sect, he did not even have the courage to look Tang Feng in the eye at this moment. He could not have imagined that during the sword debate in Huashan, even though he lost in the end, the two sides could still fight equally, but now
He was defeated in one move.
Although this was partly due to his carelessness, he also knew that the opponent's skill was far beyond his. If it were a life-and-death fight, he might not even be able to block the opponent's three moves.
Seeing that neither of them dared to speak again, Tang Feng snorted, turned his head again, looked at Feilong and the two Tianzhu pharaohs, and said in the same cold voice: "I know what you three are thinking.
Sitting on the sidelines is nothing more than trying to fish in troubled waters or sit on a mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers."
"If you feel confident, you can take action now to seize my Yin Yang Pill. As long as you think you have this ability, I welcome you all!"
No one moved. Faced with Tang Feng's words, both the flying dragon and the Tianzhu Pharaoh remained silent. After a long while, the flying dragon snorted and immediately moved towards the palace deep behind.
