Chapter 47 The Immortal Sword Breaks the Technique
In just half a quarter of an hour, a majestic mountain-like aura swept across the area. In a flash of fire, a silver-haired old man wearing a fire cloud robe appeared in front of Feng Jinghong.
Glancing at Wu Zhan's body indifferently, the old man said coldly to Feng Jinghong: "Did you kill Elder Zhang?"
"Not bad." Feng Jinghong stood up and prepared to take action. But she felt a little strange in her heart. The old man's behavior was a little too cold. Could it be that he wasn't Wu Zhan's grandfather?
The old man looked at Feng Jinghong's plain expression, frowned slightly, and his majestic consciousness surged out, carefully scanning every corner of the surrounding area, but found nothing, not even any ambush or restrictions.
"Seeing that I'm still not leaving, could it be that you attacked and killed Elder Zhang with your own body, and you really think you can't stand up to the mighty?"
"I won't be so conceited. I just want to see how big the gap is with the mighty one." Feng Jinghong slowly reached out and pulled out a colorful lightsaber from the void, pointing the sword's edge directly at the silver-haired old man.
"Arrogant!" There was a hint of anger in the silver-haired old man's tone. Even with his indifference, he couldn't bear to be looked down upon by others. A young monk with the Four-Pole Secret Mirror dared to use his sword against a powerful person. This is a kind of evil in itself.
insult.
Feng Jinghong ignored the old man's anger. He was very serious about testing his combat power. The Five Elements Mysterious Method was running, and mana was continuously injected into the Rainbow Sword. After a few short attempts, it was successfully activated. Then
With a fierce strike of the sword, a bright and magnificent sword energy flew out, breaking through the air and slashing towards the silver-haired power.
As a powerful man, the old man would not dodge. Faced with the approaching sword energy, the old man did not move and shouted, "Destroy it!" Like the sound of thunder, the violent sound waves collided with the sword energy, and several flashes
After it is destroyed, the sword energy is annihilated and the sound wave disappears.
This sword did not hurt the old man at all, but the old man felt quite uneasy in his heart. The power of Feng Jinghong's sword was beyond his expectation. It could only be compared to a half-step powerful blow with full force. This boy is very talented.
Amazing, can’t stay!
The old man's eyes turned cold, and he pointed in the air, and a fiery snake snaked out, swollen in the wind, and rushed towards Feng Jinghong. When it came to him, it had transformed into a giant python that swallowed the sky.
Feng Jinghong remained motionless, and a phoenix bird flew up from behind him. It was also made of flames. If you look closely, the flames were divided into nine colors, which looked a bit gorgeous. The phoenix bird sang in the sky, although its size was not as big as that of a giant python.
, but its momentum was astonishing and its combat power was formidable. The bird and the snake collided, and the phoenix bird tore the fire python into pieces, and then rushed towards the old man without losing speed.
The old man's face was gloomy. Facing a junior who was in the Four Extremes Realm, he actually failed to succeed with one attack. He felt a little embarrassed on his face. With a flick of his sleeve, a huge wave of fire surged out, directly drowning the Phoenix Bird, and the wave was unable to move.
Reduction, the overwhelming force came. This powerful man began to attack with all his strength!
Feng Jinghong's face was solemn, and five colors of divine light lit up around his body. A sea of five colors of divine light surged out from under his feet, filling the void in an instant. The monstrous fire waves collided with the ocean waves, and boundless divine light exploded.
After holding on for more than ten breaths, the fire wave gradually exhausted its strength. After all, it was a rootless fire that could not last long and was eventually swallowed up by the sea of gods.
"Vision?" The silver-haired old man was surprised. He had never heard of such a vision. It was so powerful that it allowed people to fight across so many realms.
In fact, although Feng Jinghong's vision was strong, it was not that strong yet. It was only because the silver-haired old man used fire for two consecutive attacks that he was restrained by Feng Jinghong.
In fact, Feng Jinghong felt that her sea of suffering was a little shaken just now, and she almost couldn't hold on.
The two attacks failed to capture Feng Jinghong, and the silver-haired old man was somewhat silent. Staring at Feng Jinghong faintly, he suddenly said: "I, Wu Xiubo, is the second elder of the Fire Temple. If you are willing to surrender and turn yourself into a war servant, I will
Keep your life safe."
Feng Jinghong sneered. Just by looking at the old guy's eyes, he knew he had bad intentions. He was probably trying to study his own physique because of his strong vision.
Not bothering to respond to him, Feng Jinghong turned around and turned into a beam of aurora that shot towards Wu Xiubo. With his own magic power, he was definitely not a powerful opponent, and he still had to fight in close quarters.
Wu Xiubo was very cautious. He already knew that Feng Jinghong was physically strong and possessed rapid speed. Naturally, he would not let Feng Jinghong get close to him. He formed seals with his hands and formed a picture of the God of Fire to suppress Feng Jinghong. Feng Jinghong's energy
Blood was like fire, divine power was burning, and the sword light turned into raindrops and slashed on the Dao map, but it could not stop him from moving forward. On the contrary, the Dao map was getting bigger and bigger, including the entire area around him, causing his speed to be affected.
had some impact.
Feng Jinghong did not fight hard, stepped on the Seven Stars and retreated to a distance, then changed the direction and continued the attack. However, Wu Xiubo was a powerful man after all, and his magic power was overwhelming. Dao pictures were produced one after another, filling the surrounding space. Feng Jinghong
The rainbow never breaks through.
Then Wu Xiubo's handprint changed, and the dense Tao diagrams merged into one, turning into a big net covering the sky, "Tian Luo Di Net, take a photo!"
The big net covered the sky and the sun, and the space under it was restricted. Feng Jinghong's speed was severely restricted. He tried his best to run the Xingzi Secret, but still had no time to withdraw. The big net slowly covered, Feng Jinghong
One sword after another slashed into the sky, the sword energy so sharp that it soared to the sky, but was absorbed by the big net, making its own power even more powerful.
Seeing that Feng Jinghong was unable to escape, Wu Xiubo spoke again: "No one in the world can fight with the four poles, not even the ancient emperors! Only geniuses who can grow up are called geniuses. I admit that your natural combat power has been rare in ancient times, but
Your journey ends here today!"
As Wu Xiubo exerted his power again, the Sky Net had already landed on Feng Jinghong's head in a few breaths. He felt that the operation of his magic power was a little jerky.
Feng Jinghong is unyielding. He has many means to break the situation, but he does not want to use those super-realm means unless it is absolutely necessary, otherwise it will not have the effect of experience.
With a roar and blood boiling, Feng Jinghong slashed out with his sword again. This time it was not a sword light, but a rainbow sword entity that struck the skynet. Then something that surprised Feng Jinghong happened:
The sword edge cut through the large net formed by mana like tofu, and made a straight opening. Feng Jinghong reacted quickly and got out like a swimming fish.
Wu Xiubo was taken aback, and quickly changed his seal technique, shrinking in reverse to bring Feng Jinghong in, but Feng Jinghong slashed out with his sword again, and the French net was broken again, and he escaped calmly.
Staring at the gorgeous sword body carefully, at this moment, Feng Jinghong vaguely guessed the unique meaning of the seven-color fairy gold, and couldn't help feeling excited in her heart!
"This sword!" Wu Xiubo stared at the Seven-Colored Fairy Sword. At the beginning, he felt that this sword was extraordinary, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Anyway, after taking Feng Jinghong, he could study it slowly, but now he was
I was completely shocked by this gorgeous sword. What kind of sword can actually cut off mana and Dao marks? The material looks like fairy gold, but it is not any kind known in the world. Could it be a kind of fairy that has never been seen before?
gold?
Thinking of this, Wu Xiubo's heart was filled with excitement. The sword body made of fairy gold was a truly priceless treasure. It could be turned into a supreme weapon in the future! By then, the Fire Temple would be able to truly join the ranks of the Immortal Holy Lands like the Shaking Light Holy Land, and he...
!
When he looked at Feng Jinghong again, Wu Xiubo's eyes were full of murderous intent. This man was so indifferent. He was indifferent even when his grandson was killed, but when facing the treasure, greed and murderous intent filled his chest!
At this moment, he no longer has any interest in Feng Jinghong's physique. At most, he is just a person with a special physique. If it is gone, it will be gone. As long as he gets the sword fetus, it will be worth paying any price!