Chapter eight hundred and seventy-ninth battle against Li Chunfeng
"Hear the word!"
Chu Ge exclaimed.
The broken bone sword suddenly had a shocking sword energy that swept across the world, like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, sweeping half of the sky and directly shattering the giant cauldron, it was unstoppable!
Chu Ge's cultivation level was also exposed to everyone's view.
Middle stage of Heavenly Palace Realm!
"Hiss! Chu Ge has returned to the middle stage of Tiangong Realm so quickly?"
"Having a child should be like a song of Chu!"
"This guy is simply a monster. Could it be that he is the reincarnation of some great power? Less than half a year after Chu Ge's cultivation was abolished, he has returned to the middle stage of Shengxuan Realm. This is almost impossible!"
"For Chu Ge, everything that is impossible seems to be possible."
Seeing Chu Ge's recovery, everyone was shocked.
Ye Fan, Jiang Ziheng and others all breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Chu Ge can still practice, it will be fine. The Chu Ge they are familiar with is back!
They believe that it won’t take long for Chu Ge to return to the top of the Eastern Region and be proud of all the geniuses!
"If my sister were here, I would be very happy. It's a pity that my sister went to the ancient emperor's fairy city. I'm afraid she won't be able to come back in three to five years."
Jiang Ziheng said with emotion. Immediately, Jiang Ziheng clenched his fists and secretly said that without the protection of his sister, he must be strong!
He wants to prove himself to Jiang Shiyin!
The little boy has grown up!
Turning his eyes, he looked at the people of the Nanshan Sword Sect in the distance. Many strong men from the Nanshan Sword Sect had also come here. They all stared at Chu Ge with complicated expressions. Jiang Ziheng thought to himself, what are their moods at this moment?
"The Holy Lord of Nanshan is self-willed and sacrifices Chu Ge for Emperor Yi. Sooner or later, he will regret it!" Jiang Ziheng snorted and said secretly. In fact, the Jiang clan emperor felt a little regretful at this moment. He regretted that he gave up rescuing Chu Ge due to certain factors.
The thought made the olive branch extended to Chu Ge seem to be of no use.
But the friendship between Jiang Shiyin and Chu Ge still exists.
That's enough.
Qianlong Shengzi Fu Shang looked gloomy, turned to Di Xi and whispered: "Damn it! This bastard is back again! Why is he like a fly, he can't be beaten to death, and he can't be driven away!"
Di Xi said bitterly: "Do you believe what I say now? That guy Chu Ge is too weird. He can defeat me with his Tiangong realm cultivation. I estimate that in his current state, he is no match for you!"
"When he returns to his peak cultivation level, huh, then we will have nothing to do with him!" Di Xi lowered his head slightly, his eyes were sinister and cruel, with a violent murderous intention. His murderous intention towards Chu Ge reached an unprecedented height.
, the Imperial Clan also put Chu Ge on the death list.
The principle that the Imperial Clan has always adhered to is that the Imperial Clan only has friends and enemies, and once it becomes the enemy of the Imperial Clan, the Imperial Clan will no longer have the slightest mercy.
Nowadays, Chu Ge and the Imperial Clan are incompatible with each other and cannot turn their hostility into friendship. Then there is only one outcome, either you die or I die.
"Saint Son of Qinglian?" Di Xi smiled coldly.
Yang Ye held an ancient book in both hands and opened the book. Yang Ye's lips moved slightly and he read the words in the ancient book. They were extremely obscure and difficult to understand. They were like ancient mantras and contained mysterious power. Yang Ye's pupils lit up with a faint blue color.
The light was like a starry sky. Yang Ye pointed his finger at Chu Ge and shouted: "Thunder Technique!"
Boom!
The ancient book communicates the power of heaven and earth, pulling out the peerless thunder and punishment, and blasts it towards Chu Ge.
"cut!"
Chu Ge slashed the thunder with one sword.
Yang Ye turned over another page and said in a deep voice: "Fire technique!"
Whoosh!
A sea of fire spread out, covering the altar and enveloping Chu Ge's body. The flame was purple and filled with a mysterious color. What it burned was not Chu Ge's clothes and body, but swallowing up Chu Ge's cultivation and body.
Spirit!
"Transformation!"
Chu Ge endured the pain and cut out the transformation path.
Boom!
Suddenly, the sea of fire was forcefully separated by Chu Ge's sword energy, and a path was opened. Chu Ge walked slowly towards Yang Ye, holding the broken sword in his hand.
His expression changed slightly, Yang Ye looked through the ancient books again and again, gritted his teeth violently, causing his lips to bleed, and his index finger was stained with some scarlet blood. He drew a spell in the air, with a solemn expression, and whispered: "Thunder fire secret, thunderstorm fireball!"
The ancient book in Yang Ye's hand was accidentally obtained from a ruins. The ruins were left by strong men from other worlds. The strong men came from the Xifan Realm, which is very far away from the Fengshen Realm. According to the book records
, the race in the Xifang world is the descendant of the human race and the bird race, called bird people, and the language they speak is called Yingyu.
And this ancient book is the crystallization of the life of that strong birdman. In the Xifan world, they claim to be not monks, but mages. Their cultivation system is the same as that of other worlds, but their fighting methods are unique and have their own style.
Boom!
In the sky, the power of thunder and fire suddenly descended!
Huge fireballs hit Chu Ge one after another, and thunder dragons tore through the world, roaring and groaning.
However, Chu Ge did not panic. He cut through the broken sword and Chu Ge said: "Transform into the Dao."
Countless fireballs were all annihilated before the mighty power of Chu Ge's sword!
Even the terrifying thunder disappeared between heaven and earth.
"You win, Chu Ge." Yang Ye sighed slightly and admitted defeat.
Chu Ge smiled and said: "Cheng Rang."
Bang bang bang!
"Wonderful!"
Li Chunfeng clapped his hands, walked over with a smile, and looked at Chu Ge: "We are next. Speaking of which, from the time we met until now, we have never had a serious fight!"
Chu Ge thought about it carefully and then nodded.
He and Li Chunfeng have never seriously fought, but they have had several sparring matches, each with its own victory or defeat.
Chu Ge chuckled and said, "Then let's have a serious fight today."
"That's exactly what I meant."
Li Chunfeng waved a feather fan in his hand, "I thought before that I like freedom. The position of the Holy Son is a constraint for me. I am proficient in deductions and formations. The "Green Lotus Creation Technique" is useless to me. I might as well just pretend
If I lose to you, I will give you the position of the Holy Son, but then I thought about it, this is wrong!"
Chu Ge showed doubts.
Li Chunfeng smiled and said: "Pretending to lose to you and giving up the position of the Holy Son is disrespectful to you and contempt for the Qinglian Holy Land, isn't it?"
"That's right." Chu Ge agreed.
"So, I decided to have a good fight with you!" As he said that, Li Chunfeng shook his head, feeling like he was invincible. "The only regret is that you are not at the top level, so I took advantage of you and couldn't win.
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Chu Ge raised his eyebrows and said unconvinced: "Don't sound like you are bound to win. My cultivation level is low, but it may not be easy for you to defeat me."
"Today I don't need to fight you with the formation to make up for the gap between our realms."
After Li Chunfeng finished speaking, he put away his feather fan, waved his arm, and held something in his palm.
Seven-star horoscope!
Chu Ge calmed down his expression and looked solemn.
That day, Li Chunfeng relied on the power of the seven-star horoscope to fight fiercely with Su Ming. Although Chu Ge did not witness it, he also heard about it. This battle was difficult for Chu Ge!