An alchemy furnace fell from the sky

Seeing Yan Heng charging towards him, Xu Fu did not dodge immediately, nor did he let go of the left hand holding the magic formula. He pointed forward with his right hand, and an emerald-green fire snake went straight towards Yan Heng.

Qingpinghuo had just been conquered, and Xu Fu hadn't figured it out yet, but at this critical moment of life and death, he used all the means he could think of.

As soon as he saw this spiritual fire, Yan Heng stopped abruptly and hurriedly dodged, obviously very afraid of this spiritual fire.

"How dare you..."

Seeing Xu Fu controlling the spirit fire freely, Yan Heng's face changed drastically, his eyes widened. He didn't know what words to use to accuse this little thief. He never expected that even he would not dare to use the spirit fire set by the three generations of ancestors. After touching him, he was actually subdued by the boy in front of him.

The other disciples of the Fengling Sect were even more inexplicably sad and angry when they saw the spiritual fire.

In just a few short hours, the Fengling Sect has received bad news one after another. First, the former leader, Zhu Tingfang, who has entered the ninth-level supreme realm, suffered a huge loss in cultivation and became unconscious. Then, the mountain-holding stone was destroyed and the fairy grass was stolen. Now this The spiritual fire that protects the mountain stones and fairy grass was also subdued by this thief. If word spreads, the prestige that the Fengling Sect has worked hard for for thousands of years will be destroyed.

After Yan Heng saw the spirit fire, he lost interest in practicing boxing and made up his mind to kill Xu Fu. The lightning in his hands reappeared. When his fists touched, there was a thunderous sound in his ears and a thunderous light all over his body.

Xu Fu didn't dare to neglect, he showed his left hand, and the green screen fire turned into a green wall of fire, surrounding Xu Fu in the center.

"This……"

The disciples of the Fengling Sect looked at each other in confusion. The thief had been fighting back and forth with the leader just now. Why did he suddenly become a coward?

"Do you want to hide and recover your spiritual power?"

Many people speculate this.

Yan Heng disagreed. For Dharma cultivators, cultivating to the highest level can mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, the loss of Dharma cultivation during a fight is much smaller than that of physical cultivation. If there is a protracted battle, physical cultivation will suffer a big loss.

After the gust of wind knife just now, the look on the thief's face showed that he was definitely not exhausted. Regardless of whether he was a strong man or not, Yan Heng didn't want to wait any longer.

"Heavenly Thunder Armor!"

Yan Heng raised his hands high, and a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the originally blue sky, and then a bolt of lightning suddenly struck Yan Heng.

For a moment, Yan Heng's whole body was flashing with dazzling lightning, making it difficult to look directly at him. There was a thunder and the lightning dispersed, and Yan Heng was still standing in the same place like a mountain. At this time, his hair and hair were standing straight, and his whole body was still flashing from time to time. With the electric light, it was like being covered with a layer of lightning armor.

Just as everyone was dumbfounded as they watched the leader display his unique skills, a hole was opened in the green screen fire wall, and countless wind knives shot out, all of them striking Yan Heng's body.

Yan Heng didn't even raise his hand at this time, letting the wind knife strike him.

After the wind knife passed, the lightning subsided, and Yan Heng's robe had been torn into strips, revealing his strong skin, but not even the smallest wound was left.

Xu Fu frowned when he saw this. At this time, he could only place his hope on Qingpinghuo. Facing the leader of the Fengling Sect in this state, he had no desire to take action. He could only protect himself first and wait for an opportunity. get away.

While he was thinking about his retreat, Xu Fu suddenly had a thought in his mind and jumped out of the green screen of fire. Then he saw that the boulder he was standing on was crushed to pieces by one foot.

The head of the Spirit Sealing Sect actually ignored the Qing Ping Fire and came in to kill everyone. Even though his flesh was burned by the Spirit Fire, his expression remained unchanged and he was full of killing intent.

"Do you want to be so cruel?"

Xu Fu was also frightened by Yan Heng's ruthlessness. The leader of a dignified sect would actually put his life on the line against a nobody like him, which Xu Fu couldn't understand.

Before Xu Fu could react, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and Yan Heng's fist was already in front of him.

There was no way to avoid it. Yan Heng, who was covered in thunder armor, had increased his speed. Xu Fu could hardly see his movements clearly. How could he avoid it?

Since you can’t avoid it, let’s fight for it!

Yan Heng approached, but Xu Fu did not catch his fist, but punched him on the right chest. He thought that as long as he blocked it, he would use the opportunity to jump down the mountain and get into the woods to mediate with him. .

Looking at the increasingly bigger fists in front of him, Xu Fu suddenly realized that the leader of the Sealing Spirit Sect didn't seem to have any intention of blocking. Was he trying to... risk his life?

In a hurry, Xu Fu could only turn his fist and hit Yan Heng on the elbow, barely dodging the punch.

One punch missed, and another came. Since the leader of the Fengling Sect used the Heavenly Thunder Armor, he has not said a word, only attacking, not defending, and using no boxing techniques. He just punches straight away, as if he is tireless. Not aware of pain.

At this time, Xu Fu could only try his best to parry, but he couldn't even find any space to fight back. If the soles of his shoes hadn't been worn off and his bare feet on the ground had relieved a lot of the power of thunder and lightning, he might not have been able to receive even two punches.

After forcibly blocking eight or nine punches, Xu Fu became more and more uncomfortable. Under this storm-like offensive, Xu Fu's arms had been hit and lost consciousness. His whole body seemed to have been crushed, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. It kept flowing out, but Xu Fu still gritted his teeth and carried it on. Now he couldn't get away. He could block every punch.

Xu Fu is betting that the Heavenly Thunder Armor will put a huge burden on the leader of the Sealing Spirit Sect, that the Heavenly Thunder Armor will dissipate with one punch, and that the remaining disciples of the Sealing Spirit Sect cannot stop him...

He didn't want to bet on this kind of near-death gamble, but he was already in the game and there was no way out.

"One punch, two punches, three punches..." Xu Fu even counted in order to distract himself from thinking about this uncomfortable feeling.

"Seven punches."

After taking seven more punches, Xu Fu found that he could no longer lift his arms and could only watch the eighth punch coming towards his face.

He forced himself to take a breath, which caused his internal organs to churn, and a mouthful of blood spurted out first, hitting Yan Heng's fist and turning it into a ball of blood mist.

Through the blood mist, the iron fist is in sight.

"Oh!"

There was a muffled sound.

Xu Fu closed his eyes and prepared to receive the punch alive. Hearing the muffled sound, Xu Fu opened his eyes and saw a familiar big gourd.

"I didn't expect you kid to be able to endure Madman Yan for so long. If I had known, I would have drank again." A lazy voice came over, and by the time he spoke, he had already arrived in front of Xu Fu.

Before the man could turn around, a strong smell of alcohol hit his nose.

"you……"

Xu Fu spit out a mouthful of blood as soon as he said a word, and did not say the next words.

"I, Li Honghong, am here to pay back the wine money."

The slovenly man who called himself Li Honghong was still wearing the same tattered clothes as when they last met, and the big gourd had not been changed.

After Li Honghong finished speaking, he opened the gourd and took a sip, smashed it in his mouth a few times, and praised: "Let me tell you, you are really good at making wine."

Yan Heng stopped his attack on Xu Fu as soon as Li Honghong showed up, and his red eyes were fixed on Li Honghong.

"Madman Yan, do you still remember me? If you don't remember me, just remember this gourd!" Li Honghong patted the gourd and laughed loudly.

"what!"

Yan Heng roared, and the weakened electric light on his body surged up again, and he rushed towards Li Honghong like a madman.

"Set up the formation!"

I don't know who gave the order, and several people immediately jumped out and scattered around, looking like they were ready.

Xu Fu had been hanging by his breath before, but now he couldn't stand anymore. He sat down and gasped for air. Every breath seemed to tear his chest apart, and the blood in his mouth dripped down mixed with saliva. However, my arms were in severe pain and weak. It was very difficult to raise my hands to wipe them. I could only try my best to use mental methods to heal the injuries. Unfortunately, I didn't even have a magic pill on my body. I'm afraid it would be difficult to recover for a while.

While Xu Fu was taking a breather, Yan Heng and Li Honghong were already fighting fiercely. Both of them were very fast, and they fought for more than ten rounds in just a few breaths. The drunk Li Honghong actually fought with the spirit-sealing man under the blessing of Tian Lei Armor. The leader of the faction fought evenly, and did not lose in the slightest. The iron fist full of thunder and lightning was blocked by the inconspicuous big gourd, and could not touch a hair of Li Honghong.

What surprised Xu Fu the most was Li Honghong's footwork. He looked staggering, staggering and unseemly, but the leader of the Fengling Sect couldn't do anything to him.

Because of this elusive footwork, Yan Heng had already been kicked by Li Honghong several times. If it hadn't been for the thunder armor covering him, he would have been injured by now.

Even people like Xu Fu, who have never practiced boxing, can see that Li Honghong is able to do it with ease, while the thunder armor on Yan Heng's body has dimmed a lot, and his punches are not as fast as before. He is obviously at the end of his strength.

Xu Fu struggled to get up. In this situation, it would be better to leave this place quickly. After all, this is the Fengling Sect with a thousand-year heritage. There is no guarantee that another ancestor will pop up somewhere. If Li Honghong can't defeat him, then there will be no chance. The meat on the chopping board is left to be slaughtered.

"Yin Yang Demon Sealing Array, rise!"

As soon as Xu Fu struggled to stand up, he heard an order. Several people who had just been scattered around were holding magic formulas. As if they were just getting ready, everyone pointed their fingers at Li Honghong, who had already begun to play with Yan Heng.

Xu Fu felt as if the spiritual energy around him was suddenly drained away. A huge talisman in the shape of a yin-yang fish appeared in the air three feet high above Li Honghong's head, but Li Honghong was still unaware of it.

"run!"

Xu Fu resisted the urge to vomit blood and shouted first. As soon as Li Honghong turned around, he was hugged by Yan Heng and was unable to break free. Seeing this, Xu Fu gritted his teeth and stood up and ran a few steps. He used his last strength to jump up and crashed into the huge Yin-Yang fish talisman.

……

Xu Fu woke up with a "roaring" sound from his belly. When he opened his eyes, he saw a dark stone wall in front of him, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain.

Xu Fu still struggled to get up, but found himself in a low cave. A few scattered stars could be seen outside the cave, and there was a flash of fire at the entrance of the cave.

Xu Fu wanted to rub his sore and painful arms, but found that he didn't even have the strength to do so. Carefully holding on to the stone wall, he stood up and slowly walked out. Sure enough, he saw a bonfire lit not far from the entrance of the cave, supported by several thick branches, and the fire was burning brightly.

Xu Fu suddenly discovered that there was a fat roasted pheasant next to the campfire, wrapped on a branch, glowing with oil in the firelight, and exuding an alluring fragrance.

"You're finally awake!"

A voice came from the darkness, and then a gust of wind was heard. A person carried a dead tree and fell to the fire. The person who came was Li Honghong.

"Thank you for saving me!" Xu Fu guessed that he must have saved him and said sincerely.

Li Honghong first held up his big gourd and shook the last few drops of wine into his mouth. He covered the gourd with some regret and said, "I promised to pay for the wine."

"Drink my gourd of wine and save my life. I will make a lot of money from this business." Xu Fu said with a smile.

"In my place, wine is life!" Li Honghong looked at Xu Fu and said with some relief: "I can only say that you have a great life."

"Can I eat this?"

Xu Fu's stomach was already pounding, and all he could see now was the roasted pheasant.

"Eat."

Li Honghong responded, then lay down next to the fire with his gourd in his arms. He was a little wilted as he had no wine to drink.

Xu Fu didn't care about the pain in his body. He immediately stepped forward, hugged the cooked chicken, tore it apart, and started swallowing it in big gulps.

The chicken was roasted a little too hot, and there was no salt or other condiments, but for the hungry Xu Fu, it was already very good, and he finished it in no time.

"Is there more?" Xu Fu was still unfinished and felt less than half full.

"Have you eaten them all?" Li Honghong sat up suddenly, looked at the chicken bones on the ground, and murmured.

"Yes, are there any more?" Xu Fu threw the last bone into the fire, sparking a burst of sparks.

"Don't you know how to leave some for me?"

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"How did I know you ate so fast?"

"Didn't you bake it for me?"

"Who baked it for you? Who knows when you wake up?"

"How long have I slept?"

"Two days and one night." Li Honghong said angrily, and then lay back upright.

"Two days and one night?"

Xu Fu was shocked. He didn't expect it to take so long.

Looking around by the light of the fire, I found that this was right next to the pool where the two met for the first time. When I was taking a bath before, I didn't realize that there was a cave that could accommodate people hidden in the back.

Seeing Li Hongliu lying on the ground, Xu Fu felt warm in his heart. The drunkard in front of him only had a relationship with him once. The kindness of a glass of wine not only saved his life, but also stayed in this wilderness for so long.

"I didn't realize it. It turns out you are so powerful. Even the leader of the Fengling Sect can't beat you." Xu Fu came to Li Honghong and followed his example, lying on the ground and looking at the stars in the sky.

"I'll give you a good thing in exchange for your chicken." Xu Fu reached into his arms and carefully took out a piece of grass.

"Why is this happening?" Xu Fu sat up suddenly and asked in surprise.

The Hidden Mist Grass, which had been obtained with so much effort and almost cost one's life, was now withered into a state of disgrace and lost all its aura.

"What the hell is this?" Li Honghong glanced at it and smiled disdainfully.

"This is the ninth-grade spiritual grass!" Xu Fu felt his heart bleed. For him, an alchemist, this was much more uncomfortable than being hit by a thunder fist.

"Ninth grade?" Li Honghong took it, then Huo Guang looked at it carefully, and murmured to himself: "No wonder!"

"What's the wonder?"

"No wonder you can still stand up."

"What do you mean by that?"

"How much do you remember about what happened before you fainted?"

"It seemed that a few people from the Fengling Sect had set up some kind of formation, and then I bumped into the formation and fainted."

"The Yin Yang Demon Subduing Formation is probably the most powerful sealing technique of the Spirit Sealing Sect." Li Honghong smiled disdainfully and lay down on the ground again.

"Is this demon-suppressing array powerful?"

"A few eighth-grade ones can seal a ninth-grade cultivation level. Do you think it's powerful?"

"Are the rumors true? Have the Spirit-Sealing Sect really surrounded and killed ninth-grade masters?"

"more or less."

"Then... are you okay?" Xu Fu knew that Li Honghong was powerful, but he couldn't be stronger than the ninth grade.

"I'm fine, but..." Li Honghong turned his head and stared at Xu Fu, and said seriously: "You are in trouble."

Xu Fu was so stared at by Li Honghong that he felt his heart freeze after he examined it carefully.

After the seventh level, the operation of one's own spiritual power comes from the inhalation of the inner elixir, but at this time, the bead seems to be asleep. No matter how much Xu Fu urges it, it remains motionless, and the spiritual power in the meridians seems to have solidified. It cannot operate as smoothly as before, it is like turning into a pool of stagnant water. However, the Qixin Dan and the bead formed by the condensation of black energy were not affected at all. They were still spinning around the gray bead, but it was useless. They did not listen to Xu Fu's orders.

"This is trouble." Xu Fu sighed helplessly in his heart. Without spiritual power, he could not use the skills. This meant that he could only rely on the physical body in the future, but the physical body...

Xu Fu clenched his fist with some effort, but he still couldn't exert any force. He was already seriously injured, but now that he has no way to dredge his meridians, he doesn't know when the injury will heal.

Xu Fu suddenly realized that he seemed to have suddenly transformed from a seventh-grade revered person back to an ordinary person. At this time, he was probably not even as good as a lower-grade physical practitioner. He didn't know how to describe his mood for a while.

Seeing that Xu Fu's face was actually very calm, Li Honghong secretly praised him. He looked up at the starry sky and said calmly: "You don't have to be depressed. This is not necessarily a bad thing."

"Can you solve it?" Xu Fu asked expectantly.

"No." Li Honghong's answer was as straightforward as last time.

Li Honghong ignored Xu Fu's rolling eyes and said to himself: "The journey of cultivation is to go against the will of heaven. It is gratifying to make great progress, but it is also easy for the foundation to be unstable and the state of mind to be unstable."

"How do you say that?"

"Do you know what inner demons are?"

"Inner demon? I don't know."

"The inner demon is what prevents the monks from crossing the final threshold of the ninth level!"

"Crossing... the ninth level? Isn't that above the ninth level..." Xu Fu was stunned.

"If you are not making a fuss to become an immortal, then why are you practicing?" Li Honghong was very puzzled by Xu Fu's surprise.

"Is there really a god? Have you ever seen a god?"

"I've seen it before." Li Honghong pondered for a moment and replied softly.

"There really are gods, there really are gods!" Xu Fu asked nervously, "Then are all the storytellers true?"