Zheng Jingwei made a strange sound from his mouth and waved his palms as if he was crazy.
He knew he was going to die, so this move burned the whole world with fire, making him feel very happy. This kind of refreshing feeling that he had never experienced before also allowed him to exert his martial arts power to the extreme!
The faces of Zhuge and his daughter could not help but show worries.
"Feng Ziyue actually wants to challenge three martial masters today..." Zhuge Lian's face turned pale, "If this continues, the hidden injury he suffered just now will not be able to heal, I'm afraid..."
No matter how light he is, Feng Ziyue is only a great martial artist.
He used the weak to defeat the strong and killed Zheng Long. Although he was very cool, but he could not do it so reluctantly without being injured. The only question was how serious was his injury?
While Zhuge Lian was thinking about it, Feng Ziyue's swordsmanship changed drastically. It used to be like running water, but now it is as vigorous as fire. The sword style started with a head-to-head confrontation, and it was so majestic that several fire dragons were killed by him!
Everyone saw that Feng Ziyue was dressed in white and had a strong swordsmanship. He was able to advance and retreat freely among the fire dragons released by Zheng Jingwei. With every stroke of his wrist, the sword light was brilliant and he cut off a dragon's head. He was so majestic that they couldn't help but cheer loudly.
Zheng Jingwei roared angrily and pushed forward with both palms. Every time Feng Ziyue chopped down a fire dragon, he released another one, as if the profound energy in his body was endless.
"Freaks! Both of them are freaks!"
Eagle King Ling Fei Xiu broke into cold sweat on his forehead. Today's battle was so thrilling for him that he even forgot that he lost the black iron eagle claw that he used to make his name.
Fortunately, the forces of the Eagle King Sect have not penetrated into Wuyang City.
Originally, he was only afraid of Feng Tianhe and Zheng Tu, but he was not afraid. Now it seems that the water between Feng and Zheng families is too deep...
Zheng Jingwei, who has mediocre qualifications, is actually such a powerful martial master, not to mention Zheng Long and Feng Ziyue, who are so powerful at such a young age - if the Eagle King Sect had insisted on advancing into Wuyang City, this Feng would have
No matter which one of the two Zheng families can destroy them!
Although the first fight was exciting, it was Zheng Long who was always attacking. Although Feng Ziyue's last sword was earth-shattering, it was not lively at all to an outsider. In this fight, the scene is now head-to-head, dazzling, and shocking.
It looked good, aroused the excitement of the crowd, and empowered the two people on the court.
However, the faces of the experts are getting tighter and tighter.
Zheng Tu was worried that Zheng Jingwei wouldn't be able to hold on for long. He held his hands together, veins bursting out, and his teeth chattering. It was now a time of life and death for the Zheng family, and his son was useless. If he couldn't turn the tide, he would kill him.
Feng Ziyue, the destruction of the Zheng family is already in sight.
Unexpectedly, just one day ago, the Zheng family was very proud of the spring breeze, and one day later, it has reached this point.
But Feng Tianhe, Zhuge Dan and others were worried about Feng Ziyue.
At this time, they could also see that Feng Ziyue was forcing himself to suppress the injuries in his body. Although he was now invincible, this was the last resort out of desperation!
If he could win calmly, he would naturally use the same swordsmanship from the beginning to control the rhythm. But now that he is facing off head-on, he obviously wants to fight quickly. If this continues, even if he can defeat Zheng Jingwei, he will have to deal with Zheng Tu in the next battle.
That old fox is not optimistic!
Everyone present has never tried to challenge three martial masters in a row in one day, but they also know that fighting with opponents of the same level consumes a lot of energy. Even though Feng Ziyue seems to be effortless, but only
Looking at his increasingly serious expression, you can tell that he is under increasing pressure.
"eccentric!"
Feng Ziyue kept swinging his sword and moved forward bravely, but he felt something was wrong in his heart.
From the beginning to the end, Zheng Jingwei was tossing and turning, always using Huo Fen Ba Huang back and forth. He was extremely masculine. Looking at his face, it was already flushed, as if it had been cooked by fire.
How can manpower use such a forbidden move like this?
"What magic medicine did he take? He is so powerful?"
There is almost no need to recuperate, the profound energy is inexhaustible, and the moves are unparalleled. Although there are slight flaws in the use of power, such an opponent is undoubtedly terrifying.
Especially when he had just paid a high price to kill a powerful enemy in the last game and had to deal with an old fox in the next game.
Such an opponent can almost be said to be fatal.
Feng Ziyue only felt a dull pain under his ribs, and a strange swelling sensation in the meridians all over his body. He knew it was a sign of excessive exertion.
After thirty days of seclusion and hard training, Feng Ziyue finally digested the seven broken swords buried in his body and initially condensed them into the body of a sword embryo. This suffering cannot be shared with outsiders. Anyway, he was buried in the underground chamber where the swords were buried.
The place where I sat in retreat sank a foot deep, which shows the pain I felt at that time.
And he is not just refining the body. During these thirty days, as long as the pain is slightly mild, Feng Ziyue will cheer up and use the blood refining method to refine the fourth-grade Great Return Pill, take it immediately, and practice Xuan Qi.
In this way, the profound energy cultivation finally circulates throughout the body, all the meridians are connected, and the state of a great martial artist is achieved.
But despite this, the consumption of fighting against Wu Zun is still insufficient!
Now Feng Ziyue's meridians all over his body feel like they are being burned by fire. If he relaxes even a little bit, the injury may flare up and kill half of his life. If it weren't for his tough body and the out-of-control profound energy in his body, he might break through.
His skin was scarred.
Now Zheng Jingwei is so difficult to deal with. Feng Ziyue's expression is solemn, and his sword intent has increased by three points.
This Western Region Dragon Slaying Sword Technique is a legendary powerful sword technique that can kill real dragons. When faced with Zheng Jingwei's Fire Burning Wasteland in the Nine Dragons Realm, it is indeed invincible. It can break the spell with one sword, but the opponent seems to be invincible.
Like Xiaoqiang, no matter how he kills him, he can always release more fire dragon entanglements.
To deal with this guy with amazing endurance, you have to either fight him to the end, or use an extremely powerful ultimate move to kill him with one move.
Feng Ziyue didn't want to waste time with him, and couldn't afford it.
"In that case, Zheng Jingwei, let me let you try this trick!"
Faced with this move that burned the whole world with fire, Feng Ziyue concentrated and performed the unique move in the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique.
Black clouds dance and break the gentian!
I saw Feng Ziyue suddenly stopped in the midst of the nine fire dragons, stopped on the spot, holding the sword to his chest, and the sword energy all over his body continued to rotate with his body, swirling and bursting out!
Jiulong roared and rushed towards Feng Ziyue in the middle, but was forced to be unable to get closer by the pale black sword energy.
Zheng Jingwei laughed wildly and activated his profound energy. Jiulong doubled in size and continued to advance while roaring wildly.
But at this time, the sword move of dancing black clouds and breaking the gentian has already been completed.
The majestic black sword energy was as unstoppable as the scattered light. As soon as the huge fire dragon came into contact, it was cut into countless pieces and shattered before it could scream.
Before Zheng Jingwei could send out the fire dragon again, he was caught in the black sword energy.
He heard him roar wildly, and with just a twist of the black sword energy, Zheng Jingwei disappeared!
"A sword goes everywhere, destroying everything, black clouds dance, and the sword crushes the real dragon!"
Feng Ziyue stood with her sword sheathed, her expression solemn, and she chanted loudly. Her white clothes were as white as snow, with only a few plum blossom-like blood stains, just like a famous unsheathed sword, exuding an awe-inspiring and inviolable light.
"Crack!"
This was the sound of Zheng Jingwei’s broken limbs falling to the ground.
The second martial master of the Zheng family fell!