Chapter 547: Battle Through Tribulation Period (Part 2)
The sword was as fast as a meteor, but this time Tang Fei's attack was a little different from his previous attacks. He had just flown out less than a foot, and the figure had disappeared directly into the space, and then countless afterimages disappeared from him.
At that point, it erupted, overwhelming the sky, and the sword light had all locked on Yuan Jue, who was looking angry at this moment.
Seeing Tang Fei suddenly rushing over, Yuan Jue seemed to realize that Tang Fei's swordsmanship was really exquisite, and his attack methods were also weird and unpredictable. If he blindly faced Tang Fei head-on, he would be the one who would suffer in the end.
"You brat, do you think you are a monster and can provoke a tribulation-transcending monk like this? I will tell you now what a tribulation-transcending monk is! The eleventh level of the indestructible golden body! The golden energy!"
When he thought of this, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that it was not good for him to continue like this. His body suddenly trembled strangely, and his originally burly figure shrank strangely, just like a bodybuilder suddenly turned into an ordinary person.
Similarly, those bulging muscles also slowly calmed down, but as his body became more and more like a normal person, waves of golden light bloomed from his body.
At the moment when these golden lights were born, streams of dense and inseparable golden energy poured straight into Yuan Jue's body from the void.
"Buzz..."
It was also at this time that Tang Fei's sword finally thrust out. Up, down, left, right, and in all directions, Tang Fei's sword seemed to be all-pervasive. It actually thrust out more than 300 swords in an instant. This was more than the one hundred and eighty swords that he could thrust out at the beginning. It had a quality.
He had to make a leap, but this time something happened that surprised Tang Fei.
"Ding ding ding..."
The countless swords that were stacked with eighteen layers of strength were now stabbing Yuan Jue's body, as if they were stabbing a piece of indestructible divine gold. They made a series of crisp sounds, and even the tip of the sword came into contact with Yuan Jue's body.
At the moment of the attack, sparks burst out, causing Tang Fei to frown.
"What a powerful body protection technique. It can actually condense the power of the Golden Way for defense. But if that's the case, this technique seems to be very effective for a monk like me who is good at the Golden Way. If I encounter someone who is good at the Fire
A Taoist monk, I'm afraid he will feel uncomfortable!" Tang Fei narrowed his mind slightly, but suddenly shook his head.
Although his Red Sky Mirror has powerful flames like the Red Sky Spin Fire that can be used, it is of no use against Yuan Jue, who has such a strong power of the Golden Way at this moment.
Thinking of this, Tang Fei shook his head and was about to draw his sword again when Yuan Jue raised his arms. Suddenly, a powerful force of true energy shot up from his body, surrounded by endless fist energy. At this moment, he was suddenly struck by
The true energy in his body gathered back together, forming several huge fist seals and punching at the location where Tang Fei and Yuan Jue were at this moment.
The powerful fist burst out, even smashing the surrounding space that had just been repaired with great effort, and fell into the void world. The speed of the fist mark was very fast, and it hit at once without any intention of aiming. It was completely in the air.
Together with Yuan Jue, they bombarded.
Looking at the several huge fist seals bombarding him above his head, Tang Fei raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You want to use this trick? Do you think increasing the attack range will be useful?"
His feet trembled, and all the afterimages that were still attacking Yuan Jue disappeared one after another. However, Tang Fei's body also dissipated together with the afterimages.
"Bang!"
Several fist seals suddenly exploded together, and the huge shock wave exploded immediately. The energy was so great that the fist world that was originally shaped like a beam of light was violently distorted. If such an attack were to happen again, I'm afraid it would be...
It was completely blown to pieces.
However, the energy emitted by these fists did not cause any harm to the motionless Yuan Jue. All the energy that hit him was 80% absorbed by the surrounding fists in an instant, and the remaining 20% of the attack was blasted into his body.
There was no damage to the body at all.
One of the functions of the artistic conception world is this. In the artistic conception world, the monks have become one with the energy that makes up the entire artistic conception world. Therefore, they can attack unscrupulously, even like Yuan Jue, without any regard for their own safety.
, directly attacking with the other party without getting hurt.
It's just that what Yuan Jue is displaying at this moment is obviously not the real world of artistic conception, but he is a monk in the tribulation stage after all. Even if the world of fist power at this moment is not an artistic world at all, but because he is a physical practitioner, the solidity of the physical body is not a problem.
There, the aftermath of only 20% of the power would not be able to hurt him.
Without squinting, Yuan Jue's eyes even turned golden now, but those golden eyes were full of solemnity and doubt: "Disappeared? No! This kid's flying method seems to have a secret of space hidden in it.
Where is it..."
In the void far away from Yuan Jue, Tang Fei seemed to be wrapped in a mist, and his figure seemed to be transparent. Yuan Jue from the outside could not see where Tang Fei was at all.
But at this moment, Tang Fei's eyes that were looking at Yuan Jue suddenly flashed with light, and a smile appeared on his face: "I see, this so-called boxing world is actually composed like this. I really don't know if Yuan Jue is a fool or a genius.
, but I want to thank you very much." As he said that, the Shadow Sword in his hand suddenly swayed from side to side, and a wonderful feeling came from the Shadow Sword.
"Qiang!"
A sword chant sounded from all directions around Yuan Jue at the same time, and then long swords that were exactly the same as the Shadow Sword suddenly emerged from the void. One after another, hundreds of long swords were attached to the sky, and these long swords were attached to the sky.
There is no illusory shadow on the sword at all. Even if Yuan Jue looks at it, he can't tell which of these long swords are transformed by martial arts.
"Flying sword method? Hahahaha...doesn't the boy have no means of attack?"
Although he didn't see the secret behind this, a smile suddenly appeared on Yuan Jue's face.
Sword Cultivator Sword Cultivator is naturally inseparable from the sword. However, there are very few sword cultivators who rely solely on the technique of flying swords to win. Generally speaking, sword cultivators are melee monks, although they are also very good at controlling flying swords.
But as long as the flying sword is out of hand, the attack power will naturally drop a lot.
This is why Zhu Xiaotian's snow-white long sword is not a flying sword at all, but looks like a secular sword. And his attack method is still using a sword...
Although Tang Fei was proficient in the method of flying swords, after he understood the "fast and slow" changes, his swordsmanship coincided with Zhu Xiaotian's. He began to transform from long-distance attacks with flying swords to attacks with swords, but the intensity of the attacks was different.
It has been enhanced several times.
At this moment, seeing Tang Fei suddenly release so many flying swords, Yuan Jue naturally guessed that Tang Fei was going to use the flying sword method. Originally, Tang Fei's attack had already been unable to do anything to him, but now he had to give up powerful attacks to use the number of flying swords.
The dominant method of flying swords is completely seeking death deliberately.
"No moves? A joke? Do I look like a person without moves?"
With a burst of laughter, Tang Fei's figure appeared in mid-air. Looking at Yuan Jue, Tang Fei pursed his lips: "Okay, I've had enough fun with you, let me greet you now!"
"Huh?" Seeing Tang Fei's fearless look, Yuan Jue's eyes narrowed instinctively, but then a huge palm suddenly appeared behind Tang Fei at this moment, hitting Tang Fei with a palm.
"Tsk!" The palm appeared very strangely, and it was unexpected. But just when Tang Fei was about to be photographed, a flying sword that was originally suspended next to Tang Fei struck behind Tang Fei, and a stream of light flashed, and that
The huge palm was immediately split into two.
"Hahaha... Are the monks in the Tribulation Stage reduced to the point of trying to sneak attack me, a monk in the Distraction Stage? I feel so sad for you!"
After laughing, Tang Fei's eyes were full of contempt, and he looked at Yuan Jue and shook his head slightly.
"Asshole!"
The palm did not achieve any merit, but was easily broken by Tang Fei. He even took the opportunity to ridicule him. Yuan Jue immediately cursed, and a powerful force of true energy flowed out of his body. With an indomitable momentum, he faced Tang Fei.
He ran straight over.
"Are you coming? I admit that your body-protecting skills are very powerful, but that's the end of it."
With a slight smile on his face, Tang Fei suddenly took action.
A flying sword that was originally floating not far away from him suddenly spun. All the flying swords that were originally attached to all directions were thrust out simultaneously, but this time there was no afterimage at all, but the speed reached the extreme at this moment.
, even much faster than Tang Fei's previous shots.
"What use will your tickling hurt do to me?!"
Seeing Tang Fei rushing over, Yuan Jue roared, and his body was filled with golden light. It seemed that at this moment, his whole body turned into a golden warrior. He waved his hands up and down, as if he suddenly transformed into a big windmill.
Not afraid of the overwhelming flying swords, he jumped straight towards Tang Fei who was attacking at this moment.
"Qiang......"
Seeing Yuan Jue roaring towards him, Tang Fei raised his eyebrows. There seemed to be a smile in his eyes. He suddenly opened his right hand and grasped the void in front of him. Suddenly, there was no flying sword in the entire void world.
All the flying swords disappeared together, as if the scene just now was a dream.
As all these flying swords disappeared, a dark shadow sword suddenly appeared in Tang Fei's hand. There was no fluctuation in the sword's sword at all. The antelope hung its horns and faced Yuan Jue's straight gaze in front of him.
One stab.
"this……"
Seeing Tang Fei's simple sword at this moment, Yuan Jue suddenly felt an incomparable sense of crisis, but he suddenly found that at this moment he seemed to have been completely locked by that sword. Just as he was about to run away, Tang Fei had already brought him with him.
The dark shadow sword disappeared in front of him.
"..."
An indescribable sound then passed into Yuan Jue's ears, like the sound of gold and jade intersecting. It was very pleasant. But at this moment, he suddenly saw a golden blood flower blooming in front of his eyes...
At this moment, Tang Fei turned into a black light and passed through Yuan Jue's chest. The space swayed slightly. With a smile on his face, he stood with a sword. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature for better and updated novels.