Beitian Yilong laughed loudly, the sound was as harsh as metal friction. His long silver hair was flying and scattered behind him, and his eyes were blood red, which showed his awe-inspiring majesty.
"I have integrated martial arts to such a level that even if Feng Ziyue wants to disturb me, it's already too late!"
"Hmph, this is my only chance to step into the Jutian Middle Realm and sublimate my martial arts. Whoever dares to stop me will kill Buddha if he stands in the way of Buddha, and kills god if he stands in the way of God!"
The first battle after entering the Jutian Middle Realm is crucial. Many people have made rapid progress and matured their martial arts based on the insights gained from this battle, which has become the basis for further advancement in the future.
At this time, martial arts are integrated and sublimated, and the power displayed cannot be the same as in the past. In fact, many times a divine move cannot be used again even afterward.
A dragon from the north looks solemn, and the lightsaber in his hand is about to take shape!
Feng Ziyue still didn't move.
"Master Feng! Master Feng!"
Hu Yan Ping'er was almost jumping to her feet and shouting, but she saw Feng Ziyue's eyes showing enthusiasm, staring closely at the unformed lightsaber between Beitian Yilong's two palms!
"He...what happened to him?"
Huyan Ping'er looked ugly and turned to ask Zhang Yan.
"I don't know... but looking at this situation," Zhang Yan smiled bitterly, "Master Feng seems to want to see how powerful Beitian Yilong's sword is!"
"He's really crazy!"
Huyan Ping'er jumped up, "Beitian Yilong, originally from the Jutian Middle Realm, is much stronger than him. Even if he attacks continuously now and does not let Beitian Yilong succeed in sublimating his martial arts, he may not be able to succeed.
To regain the disadvantage, but there is still a slight chance of victory..."
"If you want Beitian Yilong to complete his martial arts sublimation and slash out that divine sword, I'm afraid that even if your master, Mr. Zhu San, is here, he will have to stay away, right?"
"Who does he think he is?"
After entering the Jutian Middle Realm, due to changes in the original power, most warriors have an opportunity to experience the original source, reintegrate martial arts, and sublimate martial arts.
Generally speaking, this kind of opportunity is achieved through a battle.
When people who have just broken through to the Jutian Middle Realm, martial arts fusion, essence, Qi, and spirit are raised to the top, they can comprehend the original power and sublimate their martial arts. When they make moves at this time, it is often a stroke of God.
The power of one move may not be replicated in the future, but just by understanding this move, one can improve for a long time.
If Feng Ziyue could stop it in advance, there might still be a chance of a fight, but just watching Beitian Yilong increase his momentum and waiting for him to swing this sword, Feng Ziyue would be too proud!
"He might really be a swordsman. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to practice martial arts to this level at such a young age..."
"What's more, he is still from the New World. A few months ago, he didn't know the secrets of martial arts in the Galaxy World. His ability to achieve such an achievement probably has something to do with his temperament..."
On the verge of life and death, to understand martial arts, even if you don't pursue a victory, you still have to see your opponent fully display the subtleties of martial arts.
Even if this battle was defeated, Feng Ziyue gained much more from it than an easy victory.
He had a strong hunch in his heart that the sword wielded by Beitian Yilong was not only the focus of his lifelong martial arts, but it would also be of great benefit to Feng Ziyue's swordsmanship.
Feng Ziyue also knew in his heart that if he waited until Beitian Yilong's sword was formed and tried to restrain it, it would be extremely difficult with his current martial arts.
But no matter what, the impulse in his heart made his hands and feet seem to be bound. No matter what, it was impossible to take action first!
"You are really amazing! You are really not afraid of death!"
Bei Tian Yilong's voice became colder and colder.
The shape of the lightsaber in front of him became clearer and clearer, and the joy on his face became more and more obvious.
This sword will make it happen!
Beitian Yilong is not an ordinary person. Since his birth, he has been regarded as the first genius of the Beitian clan in ten thousand years. Within a few decades, he has passed several levels and entered the realm of Gathering Heaven.
He has been practicing in seclusion since he was a child.
In terms of cultivation and swordsmanship, among the Beitian clan, at this age, I don’t think twice!
In fact, his reputation has long spread throughout Zhuque Qisu. Except for the mysterious successor of the Fire Source Sect, no young master can compete with him!
Until Feng Ziyue appeared!
Speaking of which, Feng Ziyue's appearance only happened a few months ago, but his reputation was all based on those of the Beitian clan.
In the new world, he killed Beitian Yihe, the messenger of the galaxy, who was also his brother Beitian Yilong; at the top of the Baishang Dragon Pillar, he killed Bei Tianguang with nine moves, and became famous!
Bei Tian Yilong's emotions towards Feng Ziyue are complicated, but they are mostly filled with hatred and jealousy.
Until today, he finally pierced the last layer of window paper, set foot in the realm of Jutianzhong, and further improved his martial arts. He was about to use the sword of God and Ghost to defeat Yi. He felt proud and proud, and the blockage in his chest suddenly disappeared.
This sword is earth-shattering!
This sword is murderous!
This sword is majestic and domineering!
This sword makes you mad with hatred!
The shape of the lightsaber was finally completely solidified, with no flicker left. It was a strange-shaped sword, with a tip like a tiger's head, a blade like a snake's body, and a hilt like a dragon's head, curved and curved, with a strange and murderous aura.
"My martial arts comes from the extremely cold place in the north, where there is no one, no self, and no mercy!"
"Only pride, loneliness and hatred are the foundation of this swordsmanship!"
"The heaven and earth change, but my sword never changes!"
"Feng Ziyue, take the sword!"
"When the blade flashes, it will be your death!"
A dragon from the north let out a long cry, clasped his palms together, and heard a banging sound. The lightsaber flew up, transformed into a huge shape, flashed with light, and slashed straight towards Feng Ziyue's head!
"good!"
Feng Ziyue was so intoxicated that he didn't care that he was in an extremely dangerous situation, but he still shouted the word "good news" loudly!
"Beitian Yilong, your swordsmanship was originally very mixed, but this sword has some meaning!"
Feng Ziyue's sword intention is tolerant and unyielding, soft on the outside but strong on the inside. After entering the Jutian realm, he always felt that his sword skills were missing something.
Probably because during this period of time, there has been no decisive battle between life and death, and the pressure on him was too little, his sword skills gradually relaxed.
In contrast, Beitian Yilong's swordsmanship is tense at all times!
This represents his childhood hard work, his decades of pain and loneliness, his pride in swordsmanship, and his hatred for Feng Ziyue.