No one knew the depth of Yao Huang's martial arts in his previous life.
However, as a divine beast, it must be above breaking the void, and this is absolutely unmistakable.
In the middle period of the Divine Water Tribulation, with the opening of ancient treasures, many masters broke through the eighth and ninth levels of the innate realm, and once challenged Yao Huang together, but they all failed miserably.
The high level of his martial arts is evident.
But Chu Kuangren's full-force punch just now was received by him in an understatement. Feng Ziyue knew that Yao Huang's martial arts was even better than he had expected.
Even if he now has the ten great innate realms of perfection, understands the art of swordsmanship to the extreme, and uses the eleven strongest masters in the world as his sword, this battle is still extremely difficult.
Therefore, Feng Ziyue's move is the ultimate move of the Sword God Technique, aiming to win with one move.
However, Yao Huang's counterattack was also extremely sharp.
"Don't be sad because it's separation!"
Thousands of blood and sadness are all contained in this move!
Heaven and earth will perish, but this grief will never die!
Feng Ziyue's sword has reached the state of destruction of heaven and earth. Anything standing in front of him will turn into nothingness, but there is nothing he can do about this real grief!
Both heaven and earth were destroyed, but Yao Huang was not harmed. Instead, the aura of grief penetrated into Feng Ziyue's sword circle. Feng Ziyue felt a pain in his heart, and the grief from his previous life suddenly emerged.
For a moment, his heart was filled with impatience and his sword light was scattered.
Fortunately, he was protected by the seventh level of the Sun and Moon Tide Technique, and his soul was strong. Although his emotions fluctuated, he suppressed himself, kept the sun and moon shining on the sea, and retreated with his sword.
At the same time, it was logical to use the Burning Fire Style to resist.
Eleven masters suddenly flew out! Like a giant sword, splitting the sky.
The sky was filled with blazing fire, burning up the heaven and earth. In an instant, half of the sky was covered in golden flames.
"The Eight Ways to Control a Sword?"
Yao Huang's color suddenly changed. This was the first time he showed a frightened and nervous expression under the continuous attacks from Madman Chu and Feng Ziyue.
He actually recognized the eight sword-control techniques!
Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment. He had obtained the Eight Sword Control Techniques from Long Buyang. Although he had recently realized the changes and knew that this was an incredible set of martial arts, he did not expect Yao Huang to recognize it.
I saw Yao Huang suddenly retreating suddenly, his expression stern, and he was no longer as relaxed as before.
It seems that he is also very afraid of these eight sword techniques.
Feng Ziyue lightly scolded, and his technique changed from burning the sky with fire to purple lightning stars, and the fire and thunder changed, doubling the power out of thin air.
Yaohuang's face became even heavier, and his white palms stretched out from his sleeves, assuming a strange posture, as if he was trying his best to resist the tyrannical sword force.
The double style of thunder and fire has endless changes, and is now one of Feng Ziyue's strongest sword moves.
However, just when the purple lightning star once again transformed into a blazing fire burning the sky, Yao Huang's expression finally relaxed.
"It turns out...it's just two styles..."
He sighed softly, turned his palm back, and with an understatement, he actually wiped out all the thunder and fire!
"I'm just saying, how can anyone in this demon-sealed land be proficient in the eight sword techniques - but even if it's just two moves, your sword skills are already as strong as those of the only ones I've seen in my life..."
"pity--"
Yao Huang still shook his head.
"No matter how high your swordsmanship is, if your realm is not enough, your cultivation will be even worse than that of the one just now!"
"So, you only have-"
"——Defeat me!"
Yaohuang shouted sharply and said the same words as when he fought against Chu Kuangren.
Feng Ziyue's sword light shattered, his heart was shaken, he flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his heart was horrified.
"Birth, old age, illness, death, resentment and hate, separation from love, failure to seek, the five yin levels are blazing..."
"There are eight sufferings in life, and the sorrow is inexplicable!"
He was mumbling words, but he saw eight rays of cold light shooting out of his sleeves, spinning constantly, exuding eight different colors of dark aura.
"Eight Sufferings of Reincarnation!"
This is one of Yao Huang's unique moves. Feng Ziyue has heard of it. In his last life, more than a hundred top masters from the Tianwu Continent challenged Yao Huang. However, they were defeated by this move and suffered numerous deaths and injuries.
If Yao Huang didn't have any murderous intention in his heart, even if he wanted to wipe out all these hundreds of people, there would be no problem!
Now, only Feng Ziyue can bear the power of this unique move.
The eight rays of cold light had not yet reached his body, but they had already made him feel tremendous pressure. These eight sufferings of grief were so overwhelming that it was unavoidable for ordinary people.
To be born as a human being is to be sad; to grow old and dry up seems to be an unavoidable outcome for anyone. Sadness is in vain and does not help;
Even if you are a congenital or a master of breaking voids, you cannot avoid injuries, which is also an inexplicable tragedy;
As for death, it is the ending that everyone must face. Between life and death, there is great terror;
From then on, I hated my enemies, but I still wanted to meet; I loved my relatives and friends, but I still wanted to separate; I couldn't get what I wanted, no matter what;
Form, feeling, thought, action, and consciousness are the five kinds of obscurations that obscure the true nature. The three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance are just above the five yins, burning fiercely. This is also incomparable misery.
No one can avoid the eight sufferings of reincarnation, and it is also a trick that no one can stop.
Feng Ziyue pulled back the sword composed of eleven innate masters. The sword light was blazing, but it could not withstand the eight sufferings of reincarnation that devoured everything.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.
Could it be...that he was defeated like that?
Yao Huang's strength is endless, and until now, it has only reflected the tip of the iceberg.
But on Feng Ziyue's side, all his trump cards have been revealed.
The only thing left is the last nameless sword technique.
"It would be too much to have to fight to this level every time..."
Feng Ziyue sighed, but without any hesitation, the sword light flashed, and the nameless sword technique, the birth and death of the universe, was already swung out!
He had no time to hesitate. In this decisive battle, life and death could only be ignored.
Moreover, this was one of the reasons why he found eleven innate masters to form a sharp sword.
The nameless sword technique was originally intended to be used in this way!
"Huh?"
Yao Huang also exclaimed in surprise, watching helplessly as the eight cold lights of the Eight Suffering Reincarnation were swallowed up by the majestic sword energy, but he did not recognize this sword move at all.
The divine beast Yaohuang has been around for thousands of years, and he has never seen such a sword move!
If the eight sword techniques only made him fearful, then this sword technique gave him a chill in his heart.
Is this still the land of demons?
Yao Huang couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
The master who shattered the void just now was already an incredible existence. In the Demon-Sealed Land, the energy of heaven and earth would not allow the creation of a master who broke the void - if he was not in the body of a divine beast, and relied on the ancient master's power before his death,
If you push with all your strength, it is impossible to enter this demon-sealed place.
How did that master of breaking the void appear?
If he could resist the binding power of the world and shatter the void on his own, his talent and perseverance would be beyond measure.
If someone were to transcend this world, his achievements would be truly immeasurable.
And the swordsmanship of the young man in front of him was also beyond imagination.
Although he has not broken the void, his understanding of swordsmanship is rare among the masters of breaking the void. What's more, his cultivation realm has far exceeded the peak of the ninth level of innateness and entered a special realm.
, Poxu Martial Arts is at your fingertips, without any pressure.
These two people, even in the outer world, are extremely evil geniuses. It is a pity to be trapped in this demon-sealed place.
However, this is not the time to pity talents.
Now the swordsmanship performed by this young man is indeed powerful and has the power to threaten his own life.
This made Yao Huang, the thousand-year-old divine beast, feel a chill in his heart.
What kind of swordsmanship is this?
He quietly watched the world come and go, feeling so sad that he couldn't even feel the slightest bit of resistance.
Everything in the world is ultimately empty. This sorrow of the ancient universe has overwhelmed the grief in his heart.
"call--"
The backlash of the nameless swordsmanship is mainly borne by Feng Ziyue, but it is also shared by the other eleven masters. This kind of pain of being shattered into pieces, even if several of them have reached such a state, they still can't bear it.
It was difficult to resist, and each of them was severely injured.
However, it is precisely because of the sharing of the twelve people that Feng Ziyue's sword can be used for a longer period of time.
Prior to this, Feng Ziyue had already collected more than 20,000 innate elixirs made by Gan Ningshuang and obtained from ancient treasures everywhere, and distributed them to everyone, who drank them all at once.
Just for this sword to last one more moment!
Even a moment might be enough to turn the tide of the battle!
puff!
Yao Huang was injured by the sword energy, a huge wound opened, and blood spurted out!
Hoo-ho-ho!
One hundred thousand monsters roared together, shaking the world!
Feng Ziyue's heart was empty and clear, without sadness or joy.
This sword performance finally proved that Yao Huang was not invincible after all!
Even though he is a thousand-year-old beast with superb martial arts skills, and even Chu Kuangren was defeated by him, he is definitely not invincible!
Now, we have to see how long the Wuming Sword Technique can sustain?
And Yaohuang, does he have any trump cards?
Amidst the roars of hundreds of thousands of monster beasts, Yao Huang suddenly raised his head, his face was pale, but he showed a strange smile, as if the chopped body did not belong to him.
This kind of physical pain actually made him feel very happy.
"Hurt! I can finally hurt!"
He burst out laughing wildly, "It hurts... It's just such pain, how can it compare with the grief in my heart?"
“Not enough, not enough, not enough!”
Yao Huang screamed wildly, her face as beautiful as a woman became extremely distorted, her blood-colored silk clothes were flying in the wind, and the blood sprinkled was like blood rain, making the bright red color on the Shenshui Cliff even more
flirtatious.
"If you have the ability, pierce my heart with a sword! So I don't have to be so sad anymore!"
Because of the injury, he seemed to go crazy. Feng Ziyue calmed down, barely suppressed the backlash of the unknown swordsmanship, gritted his teeth and drew the sword.
laugh!
Tsk tsk tsk!
The sword energy shoots out and blood fills the sky!
In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen wounds on Yao Huang's body.
However, at this time, the backlash of the Wuming swordsmanship has reached an unbearable point.
"Xiaobai, it's now!"
Feng Ziyue suddenly shouted loudly, and saw a white-bone troll leaping out of the void, roaring wildly, slashing with his sword, and actually split Yaohuang in half!
The Bone Troll, hiding in the background, made a great contribution at this last moment!
At the same time, Feng Ziyue groaned and spurted out a mouthful of blood again. With a flick of his wrist, the sword composed of eleven masters collapsed into pieces!
I saw the eleven masters, each turning into a stream of light, shooting away in all directions!
At this time, they were already at the end of their strength. Even the weakest monster could devour their lives. Feng Ziyue had already thought about it. After performing the nameless sword technique, when the human sword collapsed,
Send them far away.
In this way, regardless of victory or defeat, at least some fire can be preserved on the Tianwu Continent.
As for himself, he naturally stayed to see the final result.
Under the unknown swordsmanship, Yao Huang, who had just come into the world, suffered heavy injuries and suffered more than a dozen sword wounds. The last blow of the Bone Troll cut him in half.
Even for a mythical beast, such an injury is still fatal.
This is the best result that Feng Ziyue can imagine after all his hard work and rebirth for so many years.
As for whether Yao Huang can be killed or severely injured, he is unable to fight back.
That only depends on God's will.
Man proposes, God disposes.
Feng Ziyue has done his best and has a clear conscience.
If this battle, despite all the calculations and unintentions, still cannot kill Yao Huang, then he will not force it. What he wants to think about now is a way out.
What is the final result?
Yao Huang's body fell down lightly like two leaves that had been cut off, and all the beasts hissed with miserable sounds.
Feng Ziyue suffered the backlash from the unknown swordsmanship, and now his face was pale and unable to move. He just barely stood in the air, staring at Yao Huang's body.
The Bone Troll, after that last cheap attack, seemed to have suffered huge trauma and rebounded, lying next to Feng Ziyue, panting heavily.
Although its sword has the power to break voids, how can it be possible to kill a divine beast without paying a price?
The white bones on its body showed slight cracks, and the two bone knives had been shattered.
It is also conceivable how powerful Yao Huang’s counterattack force is!
The dice have been thrown, and now no one can change the outcome. What we need to see is what will happen in the end?
Yao Huang still didn't react at all, just falling lightly, as if he was really dead.
One hundred thousand monster beasts were screaming in grief, and their eyes were filled with blood-red color of grief and anger.
However, Feng Ziyue did not dare to neglect at all. His intuition told him that Yao Huang would not die so easily, even though his body did not respond to any vitality, it was as if he was dead.
The sky is filled with blood, the body is divided into two halves, and there are numerous sword wounds.
Could he still be alive?
But despite this, Feng Ziyue could sense illogically that he was still here.
I don’t know where it is, I don’t know what form it is.