Dongfang Xuri had a look of shock on his face. In fact, the power of the sword just now was even more powerful than the previous one, but even so, he still couldn't kill the opponent.
You must know that he is in the half-step stage stage. Although he did not use real power just now, that sword was difficult to resist even for ordinary yin-yang transformation state.
But this aboriginal boy named Tang actually blocked it, and it seemed that although he was severely injured, the fundamentals were not damaged.
"As expected, this kid must have some kind of martial arts hidden in him. By the way, the body protection technique he used just now looks familiar, as if he has heard it somewhere before!"
Dongfang Xuri stared at Tang Feng with sinister eyes, exuding a strong murderous intent at this moment.
He is a genius, and he is also ranked fifty-three on the list of geniuses. For someone like him, he has grown up in the spotlight of the sect since he was a child, and he has a arrogant and arrogant personality.
Therefore, he would never tolerate in his heart that a native kid from Earth was more talented than him.
"Good boy, if you can take my sword, you do have something, but you will definitely die next!" Dongfang Xuri shouted coldly, and suddenly rose into the sky, with the golden sword in his hand raised high.
He was floating in mid-air, his whole body filled with surging momentum. His golden sect robes kept making noises, and suddenly, the golden sword in his hand began to enlarge.
"The golden sword has actually grown in size. I didn't expect that you are only at the half-step stage, but you have already begun to refine your own magic weapon!" the little beggar said in shock.
Although the bronze bowl in his hand also has the qualifications of a magic weapon, its level is far from meeting the requirements, so it is impossible to exert the power of the magic weapon.
He knew very well that even if it was just a half-finished magic weapon, it was definitely not something he could resist.
"Tang Feng, run away quickly, the next strike will be terrifying!" the little beggar roared.
However, Tang Feng stood still and said in a deep voice: "What will you do if I escape? Are you able to take his sword?"
The little beggar shouted: "How can I control so much now? Master just told me that I must protect your safety, so I must do it!"
Tang Feng said sternly: "I will never escape, let alone watch my friends put themselves in danger for me!"
After the words fell, before the little beggar could react, Tang Feng's hands were already making seals. In an instant, the three thousand divine fires remaining in his body were burning fiercely, emerging from the surface of his body and re-condensing the armor.
The little beggar was not one to be shy, so he nodded heavily and said, "Well, your defense is pretty good. With the combined efforts of you and me, we may still be able to resist a little bit."
Before he finished speaking, the little beggar threw his right hand, and the cymbal in his palm immediately floated upwards and then turned upside down, chanting a spell as he murmured words.
In an instant, wisps of clear light poured down from the mouth of the bowl, covering him and Tang Feng.
At this moment, Dongfang Xuru in front had already reached the peak of his momentum. As he moved forward with his big hand, the enlarged golden sword immediately shot out of the air.
The golden sword is accompanied by the sound of howling wind, and is also accompanied by large tracts of dazzling and gorgeous sunset light, which looks like sunset glow floating in the sky.
The Sunset Sword Technique is a martial art inherited from the Sunset Peak of the Haotian Sect. It is said that this martial art has reached the prefectural level and is considered a high-level martial arts in the entire Pan-Asian continent.
The sunset reflected the sky, and the golden sword reached the sky in the blink of an eye, and then slashed down with one strike.
There was a loud boom, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky!
The bronze mouth of the bowl shook on the spot, and there was a sudden popping sound. The little beggar seemed to have been severely injured and vomited blood directly.
However, his copper bowl seemed to be an extraordinary object. Even though it was repeatedly broken by golden swords, it still did not leave the slightest trace on it.
No one had the slightest doubt that if the little beggar had reached a higher level, he would have been invincible against the rising sun in the east just by relying on this copper bowl.
"Hand of the True Dragon!"
With a wild roar, Tang Feng stretched out his big hand and smacked the golden sword above. There was a clang of golden inscriptions. Although it could not knock the golden sword back, it did cause the sword body to vibrate.
"It's ridiculous that the light of a grain of rice wants to compete with the sun and the moon!" Dongfang Xuri suddenly laughed wildly, and pressed down with his big hand. The golden sword carried a large ray of sunset and forced it down. Looking at this terrifying formation, it seemed that he was planning to
Crush the two people who were sent down to death.
The little beggar suddenly felt a mountain of majestic pressure. At this time, he drove the bronze bowl mouth with all his strength and had no time to free his hands.
In addition, the old beggar Shenxu's side seemed to have reached a heated situation. The two sides were fighting fiercely, but for a period of time the old beggar was trapped in the opponent's Haotian Sunset Formation and was unable to escape.
When Tang Feng saw this, he clenched his steel teeth and stepped forward directly. In one breath, he punched a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one golden dragon fists.
The golden dragon fists intertwined with each other and roared, rushing towards the setting sun above.
However, even his invincible Golden Dragon Fist had no real effect when faced with Dongfang Rising Sun, a half-finished magic weapon.
There is no way, the gap between the realms of the two sides is too big, the Golden Dragon Fist rushes forward, but cannot shake the golden sword at all, and the large swath of sunset light only flutters and shakes slightly.
"Golden Spear!" Tang Feng's gaze condensed, and he formed three spears and measured them with a whoosh.
From the outside, although his attack was insignificant, Tang Feng could see clearly from the light point of Tianling Palace that the opponent's Sunset Sword was weakening.
In other words, his skill was weaker than the opponent's, but it was not completely useless. After all, the golden sword was currently competing with the little beggar's bronze bowl.
Tang Feng firmly believes in a truth, water drops penetrate stone, and as long as he keeps attacking, qualitative changes will definitely occur!
The golden spear shot straight out, causing the golden sword pressing on the bronze bowl to shake again. This time, even the little beggar felt that the pressure was slightly relieved.
"Dragon Roar Transformation!" Tang Feng's face turned fierce as he suddenly opened his mouth, and the terrifying sound wave suddenly surged forward like a wave.
The afterglow of the setting sun that enveloped the bronze bowl was immediately blown away, and was slightly pushed away.
At this moment, the little beggar suddenly grabbed Tang Feng's shoulder and shouted: "Let's go!"
Tang Feng had obviously understood what the other party was thinking, and the two of them immediately swung out of the gap.
There was a loud bang, and the bronze bowl lost its host. It could no longer withstand the pressure of the golden sword, and it was lowered directly downwards. A huge deep hole was immediately made in the originally smooth bluestone brick street.
Dongfang Xuri raised his brows and said angrily: "Damn it, you two lowly brats were allowed to forcefully break through the sword and escape."
"But you think you can escape!" Dongfang Xuri stepped forward and chased after him in an instant.
