After receiving Xuan Zhong's guidance, his state of mind changed again and again. Feng Jueyu was no longer as timid as before, and returned to the sky. He once again formed thousands of wonderful techniques and Jinglun martial arts, and faced Wu Buyong from a distance.
At this time, he had another thought hidden in his heart...
It doesn't matter whether he wins or loses the battle, the key is how to make Wu Buyong regain his original intention, forget his disillusionment, and become the arrogant, unyielding, resolute and decisive man again.
After staring at Wu Buyong for a long time, Feng Jueyu's spiritual light appeared and he laughed loudly and said: "Brother Wu is good at swordsmanship. You and I have known each other for a hundred days. Feng still doesn't know where Wu's swordsmanship comes from. I wonder if you can tell me."
Wu Buyong snorted, and there was a slight change in his eyes. He pondered for a moment and then said: "It's easy to say, I used Brother Shu's Mingwang Zhenshan Sword before."
"Oh?" Feng Jueyu exclaimed, his eyes blurred: "Did Brother Wu even forget his own sword skills?"
Wu Buyong was furious: "How is it possible? Wu has been proficient in Wu Zong's treasure, the earth-splitting knife technique for two hundred years. How can he forget it? Now I will let you see the power of the earth-splitting technique."
As he said this, he swung the knife and put it forward.
Feng Jueyu did not take the move, but stood still without moving. His fiery eyes, golden and white, were moving wildly. In an instant, he noticed some fluctuations in Wu Buyong's eyes.
Just remember it, just remember it.
He didn't care what sword skills Wu Buyong used, the most important thing was to evoke Wu Buyong's memories.
Seeing the light of the sword coming, thousands of flowers were chopped down, earth and rocks were flying, Feng Jueyu retreated with his sword, Dancing Wheel blocked it, and the sky suddenly resounded with frequent sounds of gold and stone clashing.
As the swords and swords struck, Feng Jueyu felt Wu Buyong's powerful and profound divine power. Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth to deal with it, but he kept communicating with Wu Buyong.
"Excellent sword skills, indeed much more proficient than Ming Wang Zhenshan Sword. If Wu Zongshengtang learns of this, he will definitely be proud of Brother Wu, haha."
He laughed loudly, and his sword moved like a snake. The soft feminine power continued to remove the powerful force from the sword. To be honest, he really had no way to deal with it now, plus he originally intended to let Wu Buyong
Recover your sanity, so you can only defend instead of attack.
Outsiders never expected Feng Jueyu's petty thoughts, but Wu Buyong did start to feel a little looser in his heart, but it was not obvious.
He was very happy and said: "You are right, the earth-splitting sword technique is a second-grade sword skill of Qingyan. You and I, Yunjian Tianmen, did not exert its full power in the battle."
"Really? Then I want to see it today." Feng Jueyu's trick succeeded and he suddenly used his five-color divine power.
The five-color divine power was his trump card. He would not dare to use it casually unless it was absolutely necessary. However, although the outcome was not determined this time, it was still a good way to arouse Wu Buyong's pride in Wu Zong's skills.
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The five-color divine power intertwined into a five-color divine halo, which spread all over the sword body in an instant. The sword possessed by Xuan Zhong suddenly glowed brightly, and emitted a faint clear buzzing sound.
The sword is like a human being. Under the influence of the master, the pride of the sword can be unleashed. When Feng Jueyu's body and mind are integrated with the sword, a long shadow, like a rainbow arrow flying into the sky, goes straight through.
"when!"
The sword thrust was so fast and fierce that Wu Buyong could only subconsciously lift up the scimitar and block it with the blade. However, he underestimated Feng Jueyu's sword strength. This sword was very powerful and made a crisp sound.
After that, Wu Buyong had no choice but to retreat several feet away, and stabbed the sword with such force that his jaw went numb from the shock.
At this time, a rumbling sound of shock was heard on the plain. I think those disillusioned spirits saw the sharpness of this sword and praised it one after another.
Wu Buyong was full of ferocity, his eyes were like blistered teeth, he was gluttonous, he raised his head ferociously and roared like a wild beast: "Good swordsmanship, watch me digging around in the mountains..."
He let out a loud shout, and started to move violently with the sword. Thousands of sword shadows flew from bottom to top, and he was in a daze. The sky was completely occupied by the power of the sword that cracked mountains and destroyed rocks. Feng Jueyu saw that he had no way to escape.
At the critical moment, Feng Jueyu released his hands, and Xuan Zhong's possessed sword floated nimbly in front of him. The palms of his hands faced inward, and green haze burst out faintly, dispersing like mist and smoke.
The green grass is strong, the wood spiritual method, the shadow sword, covering the sky and the sun...
Feng Jueyu used the Sword Control Technique and the Shadow Sword together, and the sword possessed by Xuan Zhong suddenly turned into two handles, one on the left and the other on the left, spinning around in place.
These two sword wheels formed two iron walls of red silver, firmly blocking Feng Jueyu from thousands of sword shadows...
The mountain-splitting sword roared towards him, and immediately collided with the two sword wheels...
"When... when... when... when..."
The sound of intense collisions, as frequent as a shower, instantly resounded outside the sky. As swords and swords collided, the shadows flew into chaos, and the sky was filled with the chaotic and raging energy of swords.
The energy of the sword directly cut through the clear sky, tore apart the white flowers, shattered the plants, and shattered the earth...
Although the two of them were tens of meters high in the air, the light of the swords left countless scratches on the ground of the Lost Plains. The cracks on the ground looked like snakes and insects crawling, and they were extremely cracked.
In mid-air, Feng Jueyu turned his heart angrily and resisted with all his strength. However, Wu Buyong's sword was really overbearing and fierce. A burst of fierce attacks and thrusts forced him to retreat frequently. It was not until he was hundreds of feet away that Feng Jueyu used the sword.
Remove the strength.
At this time, Wu Buyong had already rushed towards him, using his chopping skills repeatedly, and the sky was filled with sword lights intertwining into a web, showing off his power.
Although Feng Jueyu struggled to support himself, he was extremely happy in his heart because Wu Buyong had abandoned the so-called Ming Wang Zhenshan Sword and once fought against him with his own sword technique. This was a victory.
Shu Ming, who was not far away, shook his head in despair as he stared at it. He stood up slowly from sitting cross-legged on the ground and sighed: "Feng Jueyu is really smart. My mission has been completed. Wu Buyong is inspired, no matter what.
You know how to use my sword skills again, Brother Liu, Brother Zhen, the rest is up to you."
Although Feng Jueyu guessed that Wu Buyong borrowed the skills of the three people and his strength skyrocketed, he never imagined that there were certain restrictions on the customs clearance rules in the Forest of Disillusionment.
In fact, after the green pine assignment, as long as someone intends to stay and has differences with the people traveling with them, the person who intends to stay can get help from the spirit of disillusionment. Of course, such help must have a limit, based on the strength of the opponent.
Judgment, you can't help too much, otherwise it will be bullying.
Shuming relied on Wu Buyong's sword technique, the King Ming Zhenshan Sword, and Liu Rong relied on two powerful mysterious techniques, as well as Zhen Zhengjian's deep spiritual cultivation. These were the fundamental reasons why Wu Buyong could suppress Feng Jueyu.
Zhen Zhengjian also said: "Yes, now it seems that Feng Jueyu is much stronger than Wu Buyong. They are both at the peak of Xuanzhao. There is no comparison between the two. If it weren't for our help, Wu Buyong would not be able to survive again."
Two hundred moves will definitely lead to defeat."
Liu Rong said: "Now it's up to the two of us. Although there are no forced rules in the Forest of Disillusionment, we are also people who became famous a thousand years ago. We can't lose face at the hands of a junior."
Shuming smiled and said: "You two, do you regret staying in the Forest of Disillusionment?"
The two of them felt lost, and Liu Rong sighed: "I can't say I regret it, but I feel a little nostalgic when I think about the days when I had a physical body. But you don't have to worry, since we choose to stay, we will not leave."
Zhen Zhengjian nodded in the same way, and Lu Song glanced this way, his eyes changing between surprise and relief.
In the forest of disillusionment, most of the people who can stay are voluntary, and these people have lived in the abyss between the two worlds for many years, and their dependence on the spirit of disillusionment has become stronger and stronger. Their thoughts and ideas are deeply ingrained, but today
, Feng Jueyu’s appearance made them feel a little relieved.
Although Lu Song was not worried that they would betray him and clamored to regain his body and live again, he was deeply shocked by Feng Jueyu's influence.
The key is that Feng Jueyu's courage, courage, and wisdom slowly influenced Wu Buyong, and at the same time, he also influenced these old monsters.
"This guy, even if I keep him here, it might not be a good thing." Lu Song thought worriedly.
At this moment, Liu Rong roared angrily and said bitterly: "Don't be embarrassed, watch my Mountain-Moving Technique."
After he said that, Wu Buyong in the sky seemed to have a reaction. He withdrew the sword and handed it to his left hand. He stretched out the palm of his right hand and stretched out his five fingers. A deep divine power spread out from the palm of his hand.
Feng Jueyu stopped taking the sword, sheathed the sword and retreated. He looked up and was shocked. Wu Buyong's use of spiritual magic was indeed a sign, but his divine power was a bit too strong.
What kind of method is this?
Just when he was about to ask, he suddenly understood at the next moment that this kid had seen the mountain where Ren Zhiming and the six-eyed ghost boy were smashed to death.
"Brother Wu, do you have to rely on others?" Feng Jueyu looked angrily at Liu Rong and others who were coming in from a distance. He happened to see Liu Rong's expression tightened suddenly and he raised his hands to the sky. Damn it, he is trying to kill me.
ah.
His question caused Wu Buyong to hesitate slightly. Feng Jueyu's memory in waking him up had some effect, but it was not obvious, but it still made Wu Buyong stop using his spiritual method.
Taking this opportunity, Feng Jueyu stepped back and gave some distance. His figure flickered and suddenly disappeared.
"Invisibility Technique?"
Liu Rong raised his hands to the sky, his eyes suddenly became glazed over, and then he showed a wry smile: "Damn boy, you actually used the Invisibility Technique, and it's time to target Liu's Mountain Moving Technique. It's over. It seems that I can't do it either."
no solution anymore."
Sure enough, just after Feng Jueyu disappeared, Wu Buyong suddenly withdrew the power of the Mountain Moving Art.
It wasn't that he didn't want to use the Mountain Moving Technique to deal with Feng Jueyu, but that when the Invisibility Technique appeared, he had no way of using it.
Moving mountains to crush the opponent is the purpose of the Mountain Moving Technique. However, if the enemy's shadow is gone, you can't hit them wherever you go. You can't move mountains here and there and smash them randomly. In that case, let alone Wu Buyong's magical power.
Support, even Liu Rong will be exhausted.
Without a purpose, no matter how powerful the mysticism is, it will be of no use.
Everyone laughed sadly, and Shu Ming said sadly: "This kid is really desperate for a clever trick."
PS: I feel good today. I originally wanted to write something, but the battle master has not been updated yet, so I have to write about the battle master.