Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

The two fists collided, producing a crisp sound like metal striking metal.

The two were thrown back several steps by the force of the impact.

After being condensed, Lu Mingfei's golden light had its defensive power greatly enhanced. Even after Wang Ye's attack, which contained the power of Tai Chi, the Yang Hand was still not broken through and did not suffer any damage. It continued to shine.

Wang Ye's arm was pitch black, with a glossy sheen. He shook his arm, which was numb from the shock.

If I hadn't wrapped my arm with "black glass" in time, it might already be fractured.

"Honestly, the Golden Light Mantra is the most annoying thing ever," Wang Ye complained.

"Master Wang, aren't you going to use your ability to deal with Zhuge Qing?" Lu Mingfei looked at Wang Ye warily, looking for an opportunity to get closer.

"Sigh, why bother?" Wang Ye put away the black glass, and a slight red mark appeared on his fist.

As soon as I stepped on the ground, it began to undulate, as if a giant creature was hidden there.

"Tuheche" (土河车).

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground seemed to melt instantly like liquid, creating a mudslide more than ten meters high. Carrying rubble, it rushed towards Lu Mingfei's location with unstoppable force.

It was so fast that it arrived in an instant.

"Damn it." Lu Mingfei's expression changed as he looked at the mudslide that was right in front of him. It was a dark mass, like a giant wave. Even with the Golden Light Spell, he knew that if he were hit by such a massive mudslide, his Golden Light Spell would definitely not be able to withstand it, and he would inevitably get injured.

Qimen Dunjia is really difficult to deal with.

"Yang Five Thunders!" Lu Mingfei shouted, and the golden light on his body rapidly receded into his body.

Streaks of white light rose from the dantian and danced on the surface of the body.

He carefully controlled the amount of Yang Wu Lei, imitating Zhang Chulan's Swift Thunder mode to enhance his speed.

The mudslide stirred up by the earthen cart covered the sky and gave Lu Mingfei no extra time to adapt to the lightning magic, intending to finish him off in one blow.

With a loud bang.

The car was photographed at Lu Mingfei's location.

Wang Ye, seeing that Lu Mingfei's position remained motionless, felt a surge of triumphant satisfaction, but in an instant, he sensed something was wrong.

Inside the Qimen formation, there were still people moving around, and they were moving at an extremely fast speed.

There are only two people on the field, so who is the other person...?

Crackle, crackle.

A fierce and dazzling bolt of lightning suddenly appeared beside him, striking his face in the blink of an eye, carrying immense pressure.

He wasn't given a single chance to react.

"Turtle-fly body!" Wang Ye murmured, his body movements speeding up exponentially, slowing down the fierce Yang Five Thunder attack in front of him.

He is currently in a state similar to bullet time, where everything around him is moving at a slower pace.

Only then did he turn around and see that the Yang Wu Lei he had just witnessed was indeed created by Lu Mingfei, who was not far away.

Furthermore, Lu Mingfei had already conjured Yang Wu Lei with his other hand and was still in the posture of unleashing it. If he hadn't entered the Turtle Fly Body and accelerated his physical functions to several times the normal level, he probably would have been hit by that attack and then finished off by another strike from Lu Mingfei's hand, knocking him down directly.

Dude, what's your zodiac sign? Are you afraid someone won't die? You even added insult to injury?

And... "You're surnamed Lu, aren't you?! How did you learn the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique of the Celestial Master's Mansion?!"

The Golden Light Mantra is one thing, but what the hell is the Yang Five Thunder Technique?

Why don't you become a Taoist priest?

Wang Ye was filled with questions, but before he could ask them, Yang Wu Lei was already in front of him. He bent down and stepped aside to avoid Yang Wu Lei.

"Huh?" Lu Mingfei was quite confident about Yang Wulei's sneak attack earlier, but he missed. Wang Ye's movements were like a ghost, dodging his Yang Wulei.

Could it be that he was too slow?

That shouldn't be the case. With the blessing of Yang Wu Lei, his speed should have increased exponentially, not slowed down.

Just as the palm lightning was about to strike Wang Ye, the opponent suddenly accelerated, as if pressing the fast forward button.

Could it be that Feng Hou Qi Men has the ability to accelerate time?

As Lu Mingfei pondered, he subconsciously activated his Mirror Eye to analyze the other party's abilities and find their weaknesses.

The moment it's turned on, you see a dense array of things: "Heavenly Stems," "Earthly Branches," "Eight Gates," "Nine Stars," "Eight Trigrams," and so on. It's dazzling, like looking at a series of college entrance exam questions, piled up together, making your scalp tingle and your hair stand on end.

"Holy crap..."

He couldn't help but complain.

In the brief moment that he was drawn to these things, Wang Ye, accelerated by the Tortoise-Fly Body, had already arrived beside Lu Mingfei, his eyes bloodshot, seemingly on the verge of his limit, and launched a powerful Tai Chi attack at Lu Mingfei.

Sensing the impending crisis, Lu Mingfei immediately activated Yang Wu Lei.

"Look at me, wholesale palm-sized grenades!"

Lu Mingfei put his hands together, and lightning instantly gathered in his palms, crackling and spreading outwards in a birdcage shape from his hands as the center.

Wang Ye frowned, dodging Lu Mingfei's palm lightning as he quickly retreated. He knew that a rash attack would burn him, so he pondered a countermeasure.

If it weren't for the fact that the tortoise-fly's acceleration was only due to its own body, the difference in height would have allowed Lu Mingfei to experience what it meant to be beaten up by an insulated wooden head.

In terms of speed alone, he was faster than Lu Mingfei in his tortoise-fly form, but he was not as fast as Lu Mingfei at normal speed, and even with the Sandalwood Merit, he could not hit Lu Mingfei.

Unless Lu Mingfei is slowed down.

"Tsk, how come Lu Mingfei is such a tough opponent?" Wang Ye couldn't help but complain.

It disperses its tortoise-fly body and reveals its true nature.

With a sudden stomp, the Qimen Dunjia formation beneath his feet rotated, and Lu Mingfei appeared in a specific palace position.

"Spatial transfer".

Lu Mingfei was torn and pulled toward his position, and the palm lightning in his hand was swallowed up by spatial teleportation.

"The chaotic clapper!"

Wang Ye let out a low shout, and an unnamed shockwave rippled outwards, affecting Lu Mingfei.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Mingfei has now been sent to a time domain with a slower speed than the real world by Luan Jintuo, which is equivalent to being slowed down at least ten times. Everything about him is in slow motion in the real world, and there will be no attack on him in the short term.

Even the old Celestial Master was stunned for a moment, let alone Lu Mingfei?

He's just a kid who knows lightning magic. How much weight can his fate carry? Can he possibly influence the whole world?

With Yang Wulei's threat gone, Lu Mingfei slowed down.

Defeating Lu Mingfei will be a piece of cake now.

Wang sighed, "These young people nowadays are so impetuous. They use lightning magic so recklessly, throwing it out like they don't care about the cost."

"Sandalwood merit, I'll hammer you to death with this wood." Wang Ye made a hand seal and turned to look at Lu Mingfei, preparing to give Lu Mingfei a "friendly massage".

Before the sandalwood merit could even be summoned, it instantly widened its eyes, staring dumbfounded at Lu Mingfei, who was scratching his head, wondering why the lightning in his palm had disappeared.

"No...no impact at all?!" Wang Ye couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Lu Mingfei asked curiously, "How did you manage to get rid of my palm grenade just now?"

Chapter 65 Even a King of Three Thousand Defeats (Please continue reading)

"I go?"

Wang Ye looked at Lu Mingfei, who seemed a little bewildered but was preparing to use his palm lightning again, with a puzzled expression.

Was that just my imagination?

Why didn't the chaotic golden clapper stay still?

"Again!" Wang Ye shouted, using all his strength.

"The chaotic clapper!"

A surge of energy emanated from Wang Ye and spread outwards, reaching Lu Mingfei.

It should be frozen in place now.

Wang Ye looked up at Lu Mingfei, and what met his gaze was a fist enveloped in Yang Wu Lei.

Suddenly, it hit his face, steaming and burning, followed by a strange force.

Wang was also knocked away.

As he flew away, he looked at the azure sky and smiled bitterly to himself. He thought it would have been better if he hadn't learned Feng Hou Qi Men at all, since he couldn't freeze anyone.

In the end, he got himself involved in this mess.

What's going on here?

With a thud, Wang Ye fell to the ground, lying on his back with half his face swollen.

"Palm Thunder!" Lu Mingfei continued to churn Yang Five Thunder, preparing to finish off Wang Ye who was lying on the ground.

"and many more."

Wang Ye rubbed his swollen face, looking at the palm lightning in Lu Mingfei's hand with some fear, afraid that if he was a step too late, he would be hit by the palm lightning, so he immediately shouted.

You can't hit it, and you can't hold it still.

Lu Mingfei's restraint on him was far from minimal. If it were someone like Zhuge Qing or Zhang Chulan, they would have been utterly defeated by him long ago. Even Zhang Lingyu might not be his match.

"I admit defeat." Wang Ye sat up and looked at Lu Mingfei with curiosity.

Why can't the Chaotic Golden Tuan be fixed even though he knows the Golden Light Mantra and Thunder Magic?

What is Lu Mingfei made of?

Is this even human?

Shouldn't we go ask the Qimen Dunjia (a system of divination and divination)? The last one who couldn't be fixed was the Old Celestial Master, an existence capable of influencing the entire world of supernatural beings.

Lu Mingfei put away Yang Wu Lei and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "I'm sorry, Daoist Wang."

He recalled Xu Si's instructions: he must not antagonize Wang Ye, who was the son of a wealthy man in Kyoto.

What did Zhang Chulan say when they first met?