Chapter 1349： Hurt my love general, **** it!

Chapter 1345 hurt my beloved general, **** it!

"His Majesty!"

The soldiers of the vanguard cavalry were overjoyed when they saw Lu Feng.

Lu Feng is synonymous with invincibility in the eyes of all soldiers of the Nanyan Kingdom.

Your Majesty is now, then Nan Yan will win this battle!

"Ahem."

"Ahem."

Zhao Yun raised his head with difficulty, looked at Lu Feng, and muttered weakly: "Your Majesty."

At this time, Zhao Yun was already seriously injured and dying.

It was too deadly to be attacked by a warrior from the Three Heavens.

"Zi Long."

Lu Feng's figure flickered, and he reached Zhao Yun's side and supported Zhao Yun.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, I will no longer be able to fight the world for you." Zhao Yun said weakly.

"Don't worry, Zilong, with me here, you will be fine."

Lu Feng turned his right hand to make a mysterious handprint, condensed into a green initial mysterious text: Lin!

The original Xuanwen'Lin' contained a strong breath of life, and it might be able to save Zhao Yun.

Lu Feng controlled'Lin' to enter Zhao Yun's body, and the breath of life quickly penetrated his body and entered his soul.

With this rich vitality, Zhao Yun's already sluggish aura began to recover.

Although still very weak, it is clear that with the infusion of these vitality, it is impossible for Zhao Yun to die in battle.

Moreover, as more life aura in the initial mysterious text of the word'Lin' merges into Zhao Yun's body, Zhao Yun's injuries will heal faster.

Lu Feng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw it, and let go of his holding heart.

He doesn't want his love to be killed here before he builds up his masterpiece.

but……

With cold light in his eyes, Lu Feng said to Zhao Yun: "Zilong, you should recover your injury first, and I will leave the matter here."

"I will obey!"

With the breath of life infused into the body by the initial Xuanwen'Lin', Zhao Yun's injuries were much better.

And the remaining breath of life is recovering from his injury at an extremely fast speed.

If this continues, it won't take long for him to recover.

"You are very brave to hurt my love, so you have to die!"

Lu Feng turned around, looked at Chu Zhenlong and Chu Yiheng, and said lightly.

"Lu Feng!"

Chu Zhenlong looked at Lu Feng with cold words.

It was this kid who was less than twenty years old who had killed his most talented junior in the Cangchu Dynasty for nearly a thousand years.

But deep in the eyes, it is very complicated.

He met Lu Feng in Shanghai City, the last time the alliance was formed with the Hundred Kingdoms Academy.

Although the alliance became a joke in the end, he still had a little impression of Lu Feng.

Mainly the power speaker present at the time was only Lu Feng a year but twenty.

Of course, he knew such a name at that time, and he didn't even care about it further down.

After all, Lu Feng at that time was just a small character, in his eyes, it was just an ant.

But he didn't expect that after only two years from that time in Shanghai City, he would be qualified to talk to himself when he saw Lu Feng again.

You know, oneself is the warrior of the saintly triple heaven!

It took thousands of years to cultivate to the Holy Lord by himself!

And Lu Feng, who is less than twenty years old, is already the Holy Venerable. How could this make Chu Zhenlong calm?

In front of Lu Feng, are the geniuses cultivated by his Cangchu dynasty for so many years really qualified to be called geniuses?

Chu Zhenlong really couldn't calm down at all.

"Oh, you are really not ordinary arrogant."

Chu Yiheng looked at Lu Feng, shook his head, and said, "Even if you arrive at the Holy Venerable, what about? Now you are facing two Holy Venerable Triple Heaven warriors. Do you think you can kill us?"

"Extremely ridiculous!"

"It's a coincidence." Lu Feng smiled and said: "When I was in the northern grasslands, Gongyang Xu and Gongyang Yiwen said the same, but in the end they died and injured one."

"As for you, I will give you a happy one, let's die together!"

"Weak Water Sword Art!"

When the voice fell, Lu Feng shot directly.

The Weak Water Sword Jue transformed Weak Water River, directly enshrouding Chu Yiheng and Chu Zhenlong in it.

"A true dragon is born!"

Chu Zhenlong quickly flipped his hands in front of him, and a fist began to gather!

As the fists became more and more solid, a wave of dragon power rose in the surrounding space.

"Zhenlong Jue!"

Xing Rong, who was watching the battle below, saw him and swallowed his saliva. This was a god-level middle-grade technique.

And not only the exercises, but also the supporting martial arts.

It is one of the limited god-level exercises of the Cangchu Dynasty.

But it is also very difficult to practice.

It is rumored that the cultivation of Zhenlong Jue requires a lot of dragon energy, and at the same time, the martial artist can condense these dragon energy in the cultivated martial artist.

You know, dragon aura is the aura of real dragons, it is very, very noble. Who can condense it into one's body?

It is precisely because of this that only Chu Zhenlong in the entire Cangchu Dynasty successfully cultivated.

Xing Rong did not expect that in the face of Lu Feng, Chu Zhenlong would directly use Zhenlong tactics!

How much does Chu Zhenlong want to kill Lu Feng in his heart!

"Om!"

As the fists became more and more solid, the dragon energy in this space became more and more real, giving people a great sense of oppression.

Soon, the fist completely condensed into an entity.

At the moment when the fist was solidified, the dragon energy quickly merged into the fist as if it was being dragged.

A dragon shadow was condensed on the fist!

"go with!"

Chu Zhenlong shouted angrily and punched the Weak Water River, wanting to break the Weak Water River directly, breaking Lu Feng's Weak Water Sword Art.

"Roar!"

Along with a dragon chant, the group head and the dragon shadow hit the weak water river.

boom!

The fist front shook the weak water river, flying the river for kilometers.

But before he relaxed, the river fell again, still covering them.

The sword is still there!

"what?"

Seeing Chu Zhenlong's face, he couldn't believe that his full blow was useless?

"Sacred-level high-grade sword art, but its power is no less than that of god-level low-level swords. There is also space mysterious blessing in it. No wonder Zhenlong failed to break it!"

Chu Yiheng frowned and said, "It seems that I underestimated your Lu Feng's ability, but unfortunately, in the end, you will still die!"

"Jinghong handprint!"

Chu Yiheng flipped his hands and quickly condensed into handprints in the sky, directly falling into the weak river.

He wanted to use Chu Zhenlong to attack Weak Shuihe's remaining power, and then make up for the attack to break Weak Shuihe.

Lu Feng just sneered when he saw it. If the weak water river can be broken so easily, how can it be called the weak water river?

However, since you are going to attack, then I will let you see what a real attack is.

"Weak water sinks everything!"

With a low shout, Weak Shuihe quickly separated under Lu Feng's control, just where Chu Yiheng's handprint fell.

When Chu Yiheng saw it, his expression changed, and he hurriedly controlled his handprints, trying to avoid it.

But before he could control the mudra, the mudra fell into the weak river.

Hum!

Qianshuihe sank the handprint directly.