Just being targeted by No. 2's palm, Feng Xiaose was so stressed that he used the second level of Wan Jian Shu.
This certainly shocked everyone, and even the two thousand-foot giants, the only ones present, were crushed under his feet.
But what do you think...
Xu Xiaoshou could tell from Feng Xiaose's reaction that he felt a little bit of a "snake-up" and "over-response".
"This thousand-foot blood-red sword wing should be the 'Wrath of the Great Red God' that has not escaped."
"Wan Jian Shu is worthy of being a master of momentum. It's so majestic and gorgeous. Once this technique is used, it can even suppress the second number in combat mode..."
"But if Feng Xiaose can perfectly control the second realm of Wanjian Shu and attack with ease, there will be no reason to be so timid before."
"So, his combat power may be able to reach the holy level at full power, but the second level should be unstable. In short, he..."
"The end of the strong crossbow!"
Under the wrath of the Big Red God, even if Xu Xiaoshou did not think of hiding himself, his sense of presence was reduced to the lowest level.
Only the dazzling scarlet sword wings were left in the sky and the earth. They were so magnificent that no one could take their eyes away.
Xu Xiaoshou secretly analyzed Feng Xiaose's condition.
He knew that the practice of ancient sword cultivators was not the same as that of spiritual refiners.
To understand something as mysterious as the second realm of a certain swordsmanship, one must reach the semi-saint level.
A person with good talent, even if he is not a swordsman, can break through the second realm of a certain swordsmanship at a certain moment, thereby increasing his combat power to the lowest level of Taixu.
It's just that generally such people don't exist.
Even if there were, it would be difficult to use the sword if you understood it thoroughly.
In addition, if your other shortcomings cannot keep up, it will easily become a fatal flaw in the eyes of others and be caught and exploited.
But ancient sword cultivators are all lunatics, and that’s why.
Maybe someone can take advantage of some of the shortcomings of these madmen to fight back, but the unreasonable ancient sword cultivators really want to use the second realm of a certain swordsmanship at the innate and master stages, that is, crushing!
At least, he could be crushed all the way to the height of Taixu before being suppressed by an even more evil genius.
It was so brilliant...
For the vast majority of ancient sword cultivators, this is enough. If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.
Not to mention the progress of others and the fact that the enemy becomes stronger, it is generally impossible for talented ancient sword cultivators like this to stand still.
What Xu Xiaoshou cares about is, is Feng Xiaose a genius like this?
At such a young age, he looks similar to Xiao Kongtong, but he has already mastered the second level of Ten Thousand Swordsmanship perfectly?
If so, I'm afraid this guy's combat power is not much weaker than that of the Divine Envoy of Heaven!
Then his previous concealment was so deep and unfathomable that not even Xu Xiaoshou could see through it.
But soon, Xu Xiaoshou discovered the clues.
High in the sky, Feng Xiu, carrying a scarlet sword wing on his back, is out of this world, like a sword fairy in the sky.
His eyes were cold and fierce, as if he could kill everyone present with just one hand.
But take a closer look...
After the space was distorted by the appearance of the Wrath of the Big Red God, it turned out that Feng Xiaose's knees were also trembling slightly.
Not only were there scarlet sword wings composed of the wrath of the great red god on his back, but his skin was bleeding from the stabs of his own fierce sword intent.
Even so, Feng Xiaose brought out this second realm and achieved it for a short time...
He is the only one in heaven and on earth!
"understood."
Xu Xiaoshou already understood that his guess was correct.
With Feng Xiaose's level, just using the Wrath of the Great Red God was already exhausting all his abilities.
This is different from Mr. Si Ren.
Xu Xiaoshou vaguely remembered the time when he first met Void General Hong on the long street of the Giant Kingdom. Mr. Siren was worried that he would be killed, so he almost achieved the second level of the Heart Sword Technique, Prajna, which he had never even used to kill Jiang Buyi.
none.
Unfortunately, that sword failed to cut all the pieces at that time.
But Mr. Miren's easy-going attitude is completely different from the current feeling of Feng Xiaose showing all his trump cards.
It was obvious that Feng Xiaose was afraid that the Heavenly Envoy would kill him with another palm, and this time Zhu Yiyi obviously didn't change his head.
Because he was afraid to the core, when he was targeted by No. 2's palm again, Feng Xiaose could only throw out Wang Zha.
"Even I can see through this..."
Xu Xiaoshou "perceived" and swept towards No. 2 who turned on the battle mode without leaving any trace, but was fully targeted by the power of the wrath of the red god.
From his point of view, even the figure of this thousand-foot giant was blurred by the power of momentum.
Completely different from his own, who was only affected by the aftermath of the momentum, No. 2 was fighting against the suppression of the momentum of the Wrath of the Big Red God with all his strength.
It seems that No. 2 is just like me, and he was crushed to the ground by the wind and the wrath of the red god.
In fact, the Divine Envoy of Heaven's Secret stretched out his palm before he even made a move. Feng Xiaose was so panicked that his underwear went through and he didn't dare to hide his cards anymore.
How ruthless is the so-called Tianji Divine Envoy's combat mode combined?
Xu Xiaoshou, who had only learned about speed, was particularly curious.
"This is all you have."
No. 2 raised his trembling head, and the muscles on his face were pulling down wildly, but his voice was very determined and calm.
It's not a question, but rather affirmatively stating a certain fact.
"right."
High in the sky, the Wrath of the Red God behind the wind was not even fanning, or could not be fanned.
But he only responded and his eyes froze.
There was a bang, and No. 2's knees bent, almost hitting the ground.
But at this moment, the eyes of this divine envoy flashed red, and his whole body turned into a shiny and translucent silver.
"Defense mode."
With a low voice, Xu Xiaoshou had seen this pattern before.
But he never thought that when No. 2's whole body turned into silver, using this mode, he could barely resist the suppressive power of the windy and bleak Wrath of the Red God.
Number 2, stand up straight!
"The defense mode in combat mode can withstand most of the ethereal momentum?" Xu Xiaoshou was shocked while analyzing.
He was not only memorizing the various methods of No. 2 to prepare for the possible battle that would happen next, but he was also learning the Wrath of the Big Red God.
Throne Lv. 10 "Sword Mastery" combined with "Unity of Heaven and Man", I still can't remember everything about this second realm.
But when I step on the kendo board, my understanding of kendo skyrockets!
Xu Xiaoshouguang felt that he had benefited a lot just by looking at it, not to mention that the wrath of the red god behind Feng Xiaose continued to be output.
"Good teacher, please move!"
"Don't just stare, but also show me the attack method of the Wrath of the Big Red God?"
Xu Xiaoshou's knees were trembling, and he was enjoying himself while calculating the time when the northern thigh might arrive.
"The gray palace in Xuyue is filled with desolate winds. The former disciple of Feng Tingchen is suspected to be...well, it is no longer suspected, but he is the body of a ghost beast."
"I didn't expect that your major in ancient sword cultivation has not yet come to an end, but you have already reached the second level of Ten Thousand Swordsmanship."
The second trumpet transformed into a silver giant, resisting the suppressing power of the wrath of the great red god, and stepped up. Stepping on the space was like stepping on the stairs of nothingness.
As his steps progressed, his figure gradually became smaller, but it perfectly proved the principle that what is concentrated is refined.
By the time it reached the same altitude as the wind, No. 2 had shrunk into the size of a normal human being.
Under the thousand-foot scarlet sword wings of the Wrath of the Great Red God, No. 2 was so inconspicuous, but his body had stopped shaking at this moment.
To be continued...