[Chapter 817 Seventeen thousand six hundred and twenty-five swords!] (4 updates)
Seven stars gathered, lotuses bloomed, and the sky was filled with all kinds of magnificent colors. People outside the valley exclaimed in unison, wondering what was happening in the Wanzai Mountain Moon Platform.
But some smart people have already guessed that this must be a competition between Wanzai Mountain and Moon, and the result finally came out.
The last sword of the Eight Sword Control Techniques, the Sword of Heaven appears in the world!
boom!
Within the seven-star seal, the light dispersed, and the white light ball used for the competition also disappeared without a trace.
Only Feng Ziyue and Duckweed Cangsheng were suspended in the air.
Feng Ziyue drew out his sword, and Duckweed Cangsheng clasped his hands together to clamp the blade. The tip of the broken sword was facing Duckweed Cangsheng's throat.
Both of them looked solemn and motionless except for the fluttering corners of their clothes.
"So...who wins?"
The white light ball dissipated, which meant that the outcome of this battle had been decided, but the posture of these two people made it impossible to judge.
Was it Feng Ziyue's sword energy that hurt the people of Duckweed, or was it that he was at the end of his crossbow and suffered the consequences instead?
Mr. Onigakure on the side remained silent, lowering his head in deep thought.
"Okay! The winner has been decided. The sword intention of the last sword of the Eight Sword Techniques is about to break through the seal. Everyone, please retreat!"
Nangong Min shouted loudly, but Duckweed Cangsheng and Feng Ziyue remained motionless, not even turning their heads.
"Your swordsmanship is very good, but what is higher is not your sword, but your will."
After a long time, Duckweed Cangsheng finally spoke slowly. His cheeks twitched, but his tone was very calm.
"I originally thought that there is no strongest sword or martial arts in this world, only the strongest people."
Feng Ziyue answered calmly.
Duckweed Cangsheng glanced at him, "But I still don't understand, how can you use such a sword move..."
"I have my reasons."
A trace of pain flashed across Feng Ziyue's eyes. Yes, the past of the previous life will never happen again, but as long as he thinks about it for a moment, it will hurt him to the core.
It is precisely because of this kind of pain that we must strive for self-improvement, take control of our own destiny, and no longer be fiddled with by God.
All he can control is the sword in his hand.
"Today's battle is not the end. Although the true dragon clan has come to an end, there are still many opportunities for everyone to meet in the galaxy world..."
Duckweed Cangsheng finally couldn't hold it back and coughed, a bright red line of blood split on his throat, and a few drops of blood seeped out.
hurt!
The best master in the world, Duckweed Cangsheng, developed a body of glazed white jade, and used the world's best secret skill to reach the White Jade Capital, the fifth floor and the twelve cities, but he was still injured by Feng Ziyue's sword.
Defeated!
The winner has been decided, the battle of seven-star seals, the winner is the sword god Feng Ziyue!
The duckweed people left sadly, but although there was depression between their brows, they were not as depressed as they imagined - such a strong man is not afraid of failure. After failure, all he wants is to rise again!
Under the scorching gazes of everyone, he smiled calmly, but stepped out of the white circle of light.
Mr. Onigakure frowned and followed closely behind him.
This also means that although no one understands it, the common people have already given up!
The four great masters could not help but cheer, but more people were dumbfounded.
How did the two of them decide the winner?
How did Feng Ziyue's sword injure Duckweed Cangsheng? What was the extent of Duckweed Cangsheng's injuries?
Doubt, wonder, praise, cheer.
Various voices were mixed together, making the Seven Star Seal a bustling place.
At this time, Nangong Min no longer had to worry about order. She walked to Feng Ziyue and smiled slightly.
"I really didn't expect you to beat him..."
This is the truth. Since Duckweed can use the martial arts of the Twelve Cities on the Fifth Floor of White Jade Capital in the sky, it also means that he has cultivated into an impure glass body. Even if he is injured, it is not easy. What's more, he still has
No matter how you look at the infinitely powerful attack methods, Feng Ziyue is at a disadvantage.
"I only saw that in your last breath, you fired seventeen thousand six hundred and twenty-five swords. It was the third to last sword that broke his glass body. The second to last sword hurt someone. The last sword,
He just gave up..."
Except for Nangong Min who was watching from a close distance, even Hu Feiyang couldn't see it so clearly.
Seventeen thousand six hundred and twenty-five swords, how can human eyesight be able to capture them in an instant? Even a master can only see them dimly with his spiritual sense.
The brilliance and brilliance of this last sword can only remain in the eyes of true experts.
A layman, no, even a master of inheritance like Hu Feiyang, or a knowledgeable martial arts veteran like the Four Grand Masters, simply don’t understand what happened.
"I didn't expect him to admit defeat..."
Feng Ziyue shook his head. He didn't care about the sword he drew at the last moment. In fact, after entering the Jutian realm, he could feel that many things that he couldn't do before, or that were very difficult to do, can now be done.
It has become very simple now.
What he cares about is why Duckweed gave up.
"His momentum has reached its peak. After I stabbed out the last sword, I couldn't sustain my strength. If he attacks with all his strength, the outcome is still uncertain..."
"If he wants to take action, then his own glass body will be broken. At that time, life and death will be determined. He doesn't dare to take this risk."
Nangong Min shook his head. When the two strong men met, the brave one would win. When they finally met, the common people finally took a step back.
"They are all warriors who have just been promoted to the Jutian realm today. Wouldn't it be a pity if they died within half a day of realizing this magical world?"
Nangong Min's consideration is that if he were to change places and stand in the position of the common people, he would probably also choose to admit defeat.
You already have too many things, so why risk your life?
This is the principle of life for masters in the galaxy world. Nangong Min can figure it out by judging others by himself.
"Don't worry about this. You are a young man and you think more than those old guys. If you weren't honest and honest, you would be afraid that I would cooperate with you, and you would be afraid that you would scheme against me..."
Nangong Min chuckled and waved his hand.
"The last sword of the Eight Swordsmanship, the sword intention of the Heavenly Sword, will break through the seal immediately. You should quickly accept the induction. After the eight swords are combined into one, the seven-star seal will collapse -"
"——It's time for the people from Shuiyue Cave to open the galaxy channel!"
"We have to go to the secret realm of the galaxy quickly!"
Before she finished speaking, she heard the roar of the earth. The illusory ground beneath her feet suddenly cracked open, and a red blood light shot up into the sky, dozens of feet thick, and hit the sky!
Mighty and heroic, the last sword of the Eight Sword Techniques——