The sword was rising, and the blood moon was born. Under the black clouds, the sword of Dotianliu shot up into the sky like a bloody light that dazzled the dark earth, illuminating the area for several miles around. It was hazy with blood and exuded a fishy smell.
A bloody light suddenly pierced Feng Jueyu's chest.
This sword is just an ordinary martial arts move, performed by the Moten Ryu, but it bursts out with dazzling light, as if the sword broke through the sky, killing the sky and the earth, it is omnipotent.
The sword is extremely fast.
Feng Jueyu has been training all the way and has met many masters. For the time being, he does not consider the difference in strength between them, but only uses himself as a benchmark. This is the strongest opponent he has ever encountered, bar none.
Mo Tianliu's sword was very fast, the blood light scattered, the sky and the earth were dark, and Feng Jueyu was locked on Feng Jueyu like thousands of needles.
Feng Jueyu is also a master of swordsmanship. He has been wielding swords for many years, and the human sword has long been integrated into one. The sword is him and he is the sword. Since he has decided to fight, he must fight to set an example.
Feng Jueyu was not afraid, but instead had a strong will to fight in his heart. Then Tianliu boasted and claimed to defeat him within ten moves. It was such a big tone. Then, if you survive ten moves, let's see what else you have to say.
He lowered his head cautiously and tapped his chin slightly. The source of evil fire surged into his eyes, bursting out with penetrating light of fiery golden eyes. His body twisted like a windless wave, and a layer of flat ripples rippled out.
, at this moment, the Xuanzhong sword transformed by the Great Sage King Arm King had stretched out in his hand, turned into a ray of golden light, and rushed towards the tip of the sword.
"when!"
The tips of the two long swords collided exactly in one place, and there was a sweet but soul-stirring crisp sound. The strong swords thrust forward, and the two beckoning skills were fully displayed, and they were indistinguishable at the same time.
When he came down, the tip of the sword deflected as soon as it touched, and they missed each other in front of each other. The two of them also drove straight into the ground and walked out shoulder to shoulder.
Feng Jueyu was not surprised because he had already expected that Mo Tianliu would be difficult to deal with, but Mo Tianliu showed a surprised expression: "Huh? It's strange, this person's swordsmanship is superb, not like Chongyang
He has the cultivation level that he deserves, and his sword is also an extraordinary golden weapon. No wonder he can kill Su Ye and anger the Barbarian King Su."
With something in mind, when Mo Tianliu was in the wrong body, he habitually slapped a palm. This palm struck in the air, spraying blood mist and firmly covering Feng Jueyu.
Spiritual method?
Feng Jueyu felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, leaving room for every move and move. Yang Shen kept turning the body of his spiritual consciousness, allowing him to maximize his spiritual consciousness.
That's right, this is the spiritual method of the blood clan, the sun-blocking blood mist, which is designed to blind the enemy's vision, and then use powerful martial arts to sneak attack, always invincible.
But Feng Jueyu is not a coward after all. His Fiery Eyes and Golden Sunshine has always been used with him on the run and has never stopped. The more times he uses his spiritual method, the more powerful, casual and calm he becomes. In addition, his evil
The source of fire is the fusion of the two heavenly sources, and a small blinding technique will not bring a heavy burden to him.
As the light flashed around, Feng Jueyu saw a sword in the blood mist that looked like a snake spitting out its core. He quickly dodged to the right, raised his wrist and raised his sword to separate Doomianliu's sword. After a crisp sound,
Feng Jueyu also used a series of fireballs out of habit.
Chug tug tug...
Twelve rounds of fire bombs were fired from the sleeves in succession, and in the blink of an eye, another twelve rounds hit Doten Ryu's face, followed by a third row of twelve rounds, and another twelve rounds were fired in all directions to block the path.
Feng Jueyu's use of the Fire Bead Technique was like a god of fire descending to earth. He was extremely calm and showed no trace of sloppiness. In the blink of an eye, Doomianliu was surrounded by dozens of fireballs and had no way out.
"Open." He was such a doomsday style, not afraid of danger. Facing dozens of fireballs, he just shook his arms slightly, and the purple and blue gown on his body burst out with dazzling blood energy.
"Blood River Armor!" A thick layer of divine armor instantly formed on his body, and dozens of fireballs hit it. Before they exploded, they were ejected one by one.
"What a jade magic weapon." Feng Jueyu's eyes were as sharp as a lamp, and he immediately saw that the robe Mo Tianliu was wearing was extraordinary. It could fire dozens of fireballs without damaging the hair, so it couldn't be any worse.
After these two moves, neither of them took advantage, and Mo Tianliu was not in a hurry. With a curl of his mouth, his figure immediately disappeared into the blood mist, disappearing without a trace.
Escape technique.
Feng Jueyu suddenly woke up, his gown swayed and crackled in the wind, and a surging source of divine power slowly spread out in all directions from the center of himself as a dot. Then he discovered the location of the Doomsday Flow, and stabbed with a whistling sword.
This sword was fast and swift, and struck first. Dotianliu was extremely confident that Feng Jueyu could not escape the scope of the blood mist, but he did not expect that he could actually see through his own deception.
He had already seen that what Feng Jueyu was wielding was a golden magical weapon with extraordinary power. At this moment, Feng Jueyu took the opportunity, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Although the war masters of all realms are all agile and unruly people, they are not fools after all. They know what can and cannot be done.
It was something that couldn't be done at the moment. Feng Jueyu made his moves later, often coming first, and completely deviating from common sense. He originally thought this was a life-or-death move where he would fight without hesitation when faced with a setback, but the three moves were the same every time.
Tianliu felt a little depressed.
Not only was he depressed, but he was also very angry. Doomian Exiled used ten bold moves to defeat Feng Jueyu in the civil war, making him grovel. Now that the few moves had passed, Feng Jueyu not only did not feel like he was at a disadvantage, but instead succeeded in counterattacking with all his moves, forcing him to grovel.
He was in a hurry and was helpless, which was simply a great shame for the war lord of all realms.
The two fought fiercely, and the Vietnam War became more and more exciting. Strange moves and tricks emerged one after another. The ten moves came in a blink of an eye, and the limit of ten moves was about to be reached. Feng Jueyu was still fierce and fierce, without any compromise in defeat.
There are signs that the end of the world will not be imminent.
"What a great Feng Jueyu. I didn't expect you to have such a high skill. I underestimated you." He praised him with words, and every word came from the bottom of his heart. It was not that he admired Feng Jueyu, but that he was forced to take advantage of it.
This was to cover up his boast, and at the same time, he was also deliberately attracting Feng Jueyu's attention so that he would not be able to perform better and better.
Feng Jueyu smiled solemnly, with a bright and bellicose smile on his face: "Thank you for the compliment. Feng's life is at stake, and he will not surrender willingly. If you want my life, I will take your life. In this way, no one can
I don’t owe anyone.”
"What a loud tone." Mo Tianliu made a decision out of thin air, retreated ten feet, and temporarily distanced himself from Feng Jueyu.
There are only two possibilities for this kind of scene. One is that Mo Tianliu and Feng Jueyu cherish each other and don't want to risk their lives anymore. The other is that, in Feng Jueyu's words, he may have to make a big move.
As for what the ultimate move is, you will know soon.
Feng Jueyu understood that a person like Mo Tianliu would never allow him to slip away under his nose. He would use all means to keep him. As for the previous ten-move promise, it was bullshit. Mo Tianliu
Liu would not care, and Feng Jueyu would not be stupid enough to listen to the enemy's promise.
"Ten moves have passed, Mo should have let you go, but you are involved in a golden magic weapon, so it's not Mo's fault."
really.
Feng Jueyu had expected it and said without any surprise: "I knew you would say this a long time ago. I didn't take it to heart at all. If you want to keep me, show your skills."
Mo Tianliu's nose was crooked. After talking for a long time, he didn't fall for a word he said. Instead, he became braver and wiser as he fought. Mo Tianliu finally understood that the boy in front of him was very difficult to mess with. The reason why he could
Killing Su Ye was not based on opportunism, but on superb skills.
The Five Elements Spiritual Art, Mo Tianliu has never seen anyone so proficient in it. At this time, Mo Tianliu is full of doubts in his heart, whether this person is a master of self-cultivation of spiritual magic, otherwise how could he do it?
Which one seems to be his natal origin?
Mo Tianliu guessed it right, but Feng Jueyu would not give him a chance to verify it. After saying this, Mo Tianliu shook his wrist and threw out a row of sword light. The sword light was filled with fishy blood, as if he had just swallowed a line of sword light.
It was like a crazy snake that had killed a wild bear and vomited out all the fishy smell in its stomach.
A row of sword lights, all extremely sharp, lined up in a row, reflecting the heaven and earth with a deep red light.
Motenliu stood behind the sword light, bit the blade in his mouth, and moved the two fingers of his hands together to create a series of exquisite spells, with words, seals, trance-like red light, fishy and thick blood, and words
The printed rows appeared, as if a wonderful mantra unfolded between heaven and earth...
"Blood Moon Stealing Heaven Curse, go..."
Dotianliu roared angrily, and suddenly thrust his right index finger forward, pointing forward fiercely. The row of snake-shaped sword lights let out a continuous roar, as if it was about to tear the world apart, and turned into ten moon wheels.
The shadows, from below to above, fiercely teased and killed Feng Jueyu.
The blood light soars into the sky, the blood moon gathers in formation, the blood light blocks out the sun...
The blood clan war lord Mo Tianliu really used the unique skill of the bottom of the box. His Yang Shen stayed in the center of his eyebrows with the surge of divine power, exuding a dazzling blood light. The Blood Moon Stealing Heaven Curse turned out to be a kind of heart.
Talisman magic.
The heart talisman spiritual spell can only be used once a day. Unless the power of spiritual consciousness is powerful and boundless, it cannot be used frequently. Mo Tianliu is ready to fight. After ten moves, he does not want to become the laughing stock of outsiders. He only thinks about the future.
Kill Feng Jueyu as quickly as possible, even if he is broken into pieces, you can still get a token from King Su Daman to receive the reward.
It's a pity that Feng Jueyu is not an easy character to deal with. The continuous killings in the past few days have made him understand a truth, that is, the trump card must be used rarely.
Mo Tianliu had already used the Heart Talisman Spiritual Technique. Feeling the inexplicable killing power, Feng Jueyu did not dare to hide his clumsiness. With a movement of his body, the Xuanzhong sword formed from the arm bone of the Great Sage King was on the surface of his body.
The outside quickly rotated counterclockwise, and then, one sword turned into sixty-four swords, tightly surrounding Feng Jueyu in the middle.