The Most Powerful Emperor System in History

The first thousand three hundred and forty-five chapters hurt my love, damn it!

"His Majesty!"

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

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

Now that your majesty is down, then Nanyan will win this battle!

"Cough cough."

"Cough cough."

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

At this time, Zhao Yun was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

To be sneak attacked by a martial artist of the Holy Venerable Third Heaven, this is too deadly.

"Zi Long."

Lu Feng's figure flashed, and he came to Zhao Yun's side and supported Zhao Yun.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, the last 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 and made mysterious handprints, which condensed into a green initial mysterious text: Lin!

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

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

With this strong aura of life, Zhao Yun's sluggish aura began to recover.

Although he was still very weak, it was obvious that with the infusion of these vital breaths, it was impossible for Zhao Yun to die in this battle.

Moreover, with the more life breath in the initial Xuanwen of the word 'Lin' integrated into Zhao Yun's body, the injury in Zhao Yun's body will recover faster.

Lu Feng was relieved when he saw it, and his heart was also put down.

He didn't want his love general to die here before he established his unparalleled achievements.

but……

With a cold light in his eyes, Lu Feng said to Zhao Yun, "Zilong, recover your injury first, and leave the matter here to me."

"The last will obey!"

With the life breath that the original Xuanwen 'Lin' poured into his body, Zhao Yun's injuries were much better.

And the remaining breath of life is recovering from his injuries at a very fast speed.

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

"Hurt my beloved general, you are very courageous, 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 the boy in his twenties who killed the most talented junior in the Cangchu Dynasty for nearly a thousand years.

But in the depths of his eyes, it is very complicated.

He had met Lu Feng in Shanghai City, the last time the alliance was formed under the leadership of Hundred Nations College.

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

The main reason was that there was only Lu Feng who was in his twenties when he was present.

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

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

But he didn't expect that it had only been two years since the Shanghai City time, and when he saw Lu Feng again, he was already qualified to talk to him.

You must know that you are a warrior of the Holy Venerable Third Heaven!

It took thousands of years to cultivate to the Holy Venerable by myself!

And Lu Feng, who was only twenty years old, was already a saint. How could Chu Zhenlong be calm?

In front of Lu Feng, are the geniuses that the Cangchu Dynasty cultivated over the years really qualified to be called geniuses?

Chu Zhenlong really couldn't calm down at all.

"Oh, you are really not ordinary arrogance."

Chu Yiheng looked at Lu Feng, shook his head, and said, "What if you reach the Holy Venerable? Now you are facing two holy Venerable 3-level warriors. Do you think you can kill us?"

"It's ridiculous!"

"It's a coincidence." Lu Feng smiled slightly and said, "Gongyang Xu and Gongyang Yiwen said the same thing when I was in the northern grasslands, but in the end they were killed and injured."

"As for you, I will give you a happy,

Let's die together! "

"Weak Water Sword Art!"

When the sound fell, Lu Feng shot directly.

The Ruoshui Sword Art transforms the Ruoshui River, directly shrouding Chu Yiheng and Chu Zhenlong in it.

"A real dragon is born!"

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

As the fist became more and more solid, a dragon's might rose in the surrounding space.

"Zhenlong Art!"

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

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

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

But it is also very difficult to practice.

It is rumored that a lot of dragon energy is needed to cultivate the Zhenlong Art, and at the same time, it is also necessary for the warrior to condense these dragon energy into the body of the warrior.

You must know that dragon energy is the aura of a real dragon, and 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 succeeded in cultivation.

Xing Rong did not expect that when facing Lu Feng, Chu Zhenlong would use the Zhenlong Art directly!

How much Chu Zhenlong wanted to kill Lu Feng!

"Buzz!"

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 was completely condensed into a solid body.

At the moment when the dragon qi was solidified in the fist, it was as if it was pulled by something, and it quickly merged into the fist.

A dragon shadow condensed on the fist!

"go!"

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

"Roar!"

With a dragon roar, the group head hit the Ruoshui River with the dragon shadow.

boom!

The fist swayed the water of the weak river, knocking the river into the air for thousands of meters.

But before he could relax, the river water fell again, still shrouding them in it.

The sword trick is still there!

"what?"

Chu Zhenlong couldn't believe it when he saw his face, that his all-out blow was useless?

"Saint-level high-grade sword art, but the power is no less than god-level low-grade, and there is space Xuanwen blessing, no wonder Zhenlong failed to break it!"

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

"Jinghong big mudra!"

Chu Yiheng flipped his hands, quickly condensed into a handprint in the sky, and fell directly into the weak river.

He wanted to use Chu Zhenlong's residual power to attack Ruoshui River, and then make up for the attack to break Ruoshui River.

Lu Feng just sneered when he saw it. If Ruoshui River could be broken so easily, how could it be called Ruoshui River?

However, since you are going to attack, I will show you what the real attack is.

"Three thousand things sink in weak water!"

With a low voice, Ruoshuihe quickly separated under Lu Feng's control, exactly where Chu Yiheng's handprint fell.

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

But before he could control the handprint, the handprint had already fallen into the weak river.

hum!

Ruoshuihe directly sank the handprint.

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