Chapter 889: Combined Battle, Unique in the World

How could Mu Chengfeng not recognize this technique? He had coveted it and practiced it secretly. But this technique has a characteristic that only those who are willing to teach it can be qualified to study it.

Otherwise, no matter how high the comprehension is or how deep the cultivation is, it will not be learned. Li Changxiao's current palm of the world is more profound than Mei Sanniang. Mu Chengfeng must know what this means.

Mu Chengfeng took three steps back, laughing miserably, and muttered "Why, why...". But he hated the world and everything. The Dream of Love regards lovers as heaven and everything. The cultivation is all given by lovers. Therefore, he despises the world and everything.

But the more he practices, the more he wants to love but cannot. Therefore, he hates the heaven, the earth, and everything in the world. The burial of all immortals in the sea and the crisis of the human race have nothing to do with Mu Chengfeng. He only does one thing repeatedly, looking for a lover and confirming that the lover loves him too.

Only the world is full of suffering. Why can the most ethereal and illusory dream of love get what it wants? Mu Chengfeng is destined to love but not get it. The person he loves is destined to love someone else more.

Mei Sanniang's love for Li Changxiao can't really be considered "love". Both of them are free and entangled. If it were a normal world, love is love, and not love is not love. If they were all mortals, it would be even simpler, and it would be nothing more than lust at the sight of beauty.

Only one person lives forever, and millions of people return to the mortal world. In today's world, only talking about love and not love really makes people look down on people too simply. Mu Chengfeng wailed in distress, and the surrounding seas shook.

This big ship that he had bought with great effort was broken into pieces in an instant. Mu Chengfeng suddenly burst into tears, and his cry was heartbreaking and resounded through the world. Whenever he was frustrated in love and couldn't find a way out, he would cry on the spot.

The cry contained strong emotions and would infect everyone. Once, Mu Chengfeng cried so hard that the whole city suffered. Half of the people hanged themselves, and the remaining half became demented.

At this moment, his crying calmed the sea. Li Changxiao was not affected and continued: "Don't you understand? Even if Mei Sanniang doesn't love me, she won't love you either." This was a plain and bland remark. If we talk about the sharpness of the words, I'm afraid it's not even as sharp as the three-year-old children quarreling at the village entrance.

But the truth is simple. When these words fell into Mu Chengfeng's ears, it was like being struck by lightning, and his tears turned into blood and tears. The infinite sorrow seemed to become real. Mu Chengfeng suddenly said: "Kill you... Kill you... Without your interference, she will always fall in love with me." He muttered to himself, and his eyes became firm.

The two confronted each other, and the battle was about to start. It was thought that in the depths of the sea, a dangerous fight was going on without anyone watching. The two first fought hand-to-hand, and Li Changxiao swept his long sword left and right. Every sword seemed ordinary, but it was actually extraordinary. Mu Chengfeng had a strong killing intention, but he temporarily avoided the sharp edge and dodged. He reached into the sea and took a sea-powered spear.

The two fought back and forth, and the swords and spears were used for more than 300 moves. The fight was so intense that the sky was dark, and then each took a step back to compete in the exquisiteness of magic. Mu Chengfeng called out the sad and soft wind. Wherever this wind passed, it was terrifying. Li Changxiao threw out two sleeves of wind. The two winds competed, but the sad and soft wind was slightly better.

Mu Chengfeng summoned a thousand layers of waves, one on top of another, and Li Changxiao shot out the dream dart. Seeing the moves and countering them, in a few breaths, thousands of magics had been squandered. The spiritual energy of the two was originally broader than the sea.

This life-and-death battle was so magnificent that it was hard to describe in words. The fight went from east to west. The waves were raised to a height of ten thousand feet, and the sun was hidden in the clouds. At that moment, the fight went from west to east, as if the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess were helping.

Roars, blasts, insights into the great Dao, unique skills... endless. The two had deep cultivation, so Mu Chengfeng was the winner. But Li Changxiao was not at a disadvantage, and fought to his heart's content.

Ordinary cultivators would be afraid of losing too much spiritual energy and paying too much price after fighting with others. But both of them were not ordinary cultivators. Mu Chengfeng regarded his lover as his life. The immortals were distressed by the depletion of spiritual energy, but he was sad because he could not find his lover. Li Changxiao didn't need to say more.

Mu Chengfeng twisted two drops of blood and tears, and used them to manipulate magic. The sea turned into a blood spring, and the wind was gusting. Li Changxiao manipulated the universe with his hands, turned the sea water upside down, and broke the evil.

You made a move, and I made a move. After fighting for three days, the two turned magic into physical combat. Li Changxiao attacked with his sword, and Mu Chengfeng fought back with his fist. Li Changxiao cut Mu Chengfeng's arm with his sword. Mu Chengfeng punched Li Changxiao on the shoulder.

He was injured.

Mu Chengfeng said, "Kill!" He was already fighting madly. Li Changxiao said, "Hahaha, come on." The battle was getting intense. In the combined battle, each side used all their means and tried their best.

Moving mountains and filling the sea, picking stars and moons, turning rivers and seas upside down, one after another. The two great masters have fought to this point, and someone should come out to stop them. Since ancient times, it has been difficult to tell the winner and loser between combined strongmen, and it is difficult to tell life and death. It's not that their Taoism is almost the same. It's that their realm is too high, and it is extremely difficult to tell the winner in a short time. And every time the battle is at the end, there is always someone to mediate.

If it is not a real life-and-death feud, both sides will take advantage of the situation to stop the war. After that, whether they shake hands and make peace, or have a cold war, it all depends on their temperament.

In this modern world, who can stop this long-lasting combined battle? Who can stop it?

Unconsciously, it hit the sea and went south again. Mu Chengfeng was already crazy, not caring about the lives of the people. Several fluctuations of magic almost caused the lives of the people. Fortunately, Li Changxiao perfectly resolved it and defended it again and again.

Li Changxiao was furious and forcibly dragged Mu Chengfeng back to the sea to fight. The battle between the two combined bodies, one continent and one land, seemed too small.

After fighting for more than ten thousand times, more than ten million times, countless times. Mu Chengfeng finally had the tendency to run out of energy. Li Changxiao was at his peak, and his Taoism was fully revealed at this moment. But seeing him holding the world in his hands, embroiled in misfortunes and blessings, watching life and death, it seems true and false. It is difficult to distinguish.

His talent is amazing.

He is truly the only one in the world.