Feng Xue, Prodigal Son, Lonely Sword... The appearance of the demon spirit had such a strong aura that it made Feng Jueyu's pupils shrink, and his original aura suddenly activated unexpectedly.
In fact, it was not his original intention, but the aura of the demon spirit was too strong, and before the original source was activated, a nameless silver blade alone could arouse the awe-inspiring sword energy. This was enough to show that the demon spirit had an extraordinary past life.
It must be understood that before the source is activated, no matter how strong the sword energy is, it will not be able to activate the celestial phenomena. Unless the cultivator's strength has reached the point of being virtuous and lawless, only then can he use his unparalleled cultivation for thousands of years to use the artistic conception.
Ways to change the weather and atmosphere.
The aura of the demon spirit is caused by his remaining will.
Based on this alone, Feng Jueyu felt ashamed.
In the face of a formidable enemy, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but arouse the essence in his body. As a body of seven virtues, he would certainly not lag behind others. No matter how famous the demon spirit was in his previous life, he was still a demon in front of him.
spirit.
"Whoosh!"
A bright white light drew an arc of light and swept past the body. A semicircular sword mark appeared in front of Feng Jueyu's feet, about twenty meters away.
It happened to fall at the feet of the demon spirit.
Drawing the ground as a boundary is a provocation method used by masters before a contest. It means telling the opponent that if he takes one more step forward and enters his own territory, he will fight to the death.
As expected, the demon spirit stood still, and Feng Jueyu could see clearly at this moment that his eyes were empty and lifeless, with no white background, and the entire pupils and bottom of his eyes were black.
The black is extremely pure.
The demon spirit stopped, the blade of the sword trembled wildly, a buzzing sound passed by his ears, and Feng Jueyu's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
What kind of martial skill is this that is so powerful? It can actually produce spirituality with the sword's will.
Feng Jueyu glanced at the silver blade a few more times.
Since it was a demon spirit, Feng Jueyu's curiosity was aroused, and he asked loudly: "Who is coming..."
The jade-faced young master stood attentively, his dark eyes looking at the sword marks under his feet with a flash of disdain. His eyes turned and fell on Feng Jueyu, and asked in a desolate tone: "How long?"
"How long?" Feng Jueyu was stunned when asked.
"I'm asking you how long I've been locked up here?"
"Are you not dead yet?" Feng Jueyu said in surprise, and then suddenly realized that the Five Spirit Emperor smashed his prisoner's golden body to pieces, leaving only three souls and seven souls intact, and transformed them into demon spirits. The demon spirits naturally
It is a living consciousness, which means that except for the fact that it has no physical body, demon spirits are almost the same as normal people.
It's just that his performance made Feng Jueyu crazy. In this delusional realm with boundless wind and snow, he didn't know how long he had been imprisoned, or some demon spirits would count the days over and over again, but time passed.
He must be tired of cleaning up. He can’t remember how long he was imprisoned. This is normal.
But Feng Jueyu didn't know how long he had been imprisoned. He tilted his head and said, "How do I know? If you want to fight, then fight. Anyway, I won't be able to get out until you die today."
The jade-faced young master showed a dazed look, rolled his dark eyes and looked up at the sky. After a while, he suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand, this is another trick played by Aowutian, Aowutian, if you have the guts, let me out, let's
Three hundred rounds of fighting.”
The jade-faced master roared with his sword, pointing at the snowy and ice-capped sky. He was activated by his origin. In terms of momentum, he was almost the same as a Nirvana master. However, his artistic conception was far beyond Feng Jueyu's imagination.
The tip of the sword pointed diagonally, and a sword energy mixed with electric current turned the snowflakes flying in the sky into a sword pillar as thick as an arm and shot straight into the sky. The wind and snow on the top of the snowy mountain suddenly stopped.
With a buzzing sound, the same hole as thick as an arm appeared on the horizon.
The sword energy of the jade-faced young master almost pierced the sky of the ice prison. Feng Jueyu was dumbfounded at this scene.
You must know that the ice prison is a period of magic restriction. The so-called illusion is useless. The illusion realm refers to the place of illusion. To put it bluntly, this is a small area created by the Five Spirits Emperor using the ability to restrict the formation and open up foreign lands. It can last for a long time.
It exists forever and has a limited area, but the spirit of Yinxuan is injected into it, causing wind, snow, fog and mist.
However, the wind and snow are not decorations, but a barrier that protects the field from being destroyed. Not to mention that the defense of the barrier is amazing and even more boundless. This jade-faced young man can actually poke a hole in the sky with one sword. Feng Jueyu can't help but
shivered.
Seeing how fierce this person was, Feng Jueyu felt a little lucky and lowered his aura and asked, "Who are you?"
The Jade-faced Young Master's anger obviously comes from the Five Spirits Emperor. If he could persuade this person to stop and make peace, wouldn't he save some energy?
Although the Five Spirits Emperor explained the rules for passing the level, Feng Jueyu had always felt that there was more than one way to pass each level's test from the time he came in. The Five Spirits Emperor was always vague, but in fact he wanted them to find another way.
Feng Jueyu didn't know if his idea was careless, but he had to give it a try no matter whether it worked or not.
However, he may be disappointed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the jade-faced young man's eyes turned around and fell on him, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
The tip of the sword was pointed directly, and the jade-faced young master said coldly and ruthlessly: "I understand, Ao Wutian said, if I kill you, I will be free."
"Who is it?" Feng Jueyu jumped back and said, "Don't get excited. Who is Ao Wutian you are talking about?"
The jade-faced young master glanced disdainfully: "You are in the Five Spirit Emperor's Palace, but you don't know who Ao Wutian is? Boy, how did you get in?"
"I..." Feng Jueyu was about to speak when he suddenly realized something: "Wait a minute, are you saying that Ao Wutian is the Five Spirits Emperor?"
The jade-faced young master's contempt became even stronger: "It turns out that you don't even know the real name of Wuling. It seems that a long time has passed. Junior, what year is it now?"
Feng Jueyu said frantically: "How do I know which year does a cultivator still care about time? Hey, you keep asking me, but I haven't asked you yet, who are you? Why are you locked up here.
"
The jade-faced young master smiled coldly: "It's useless to talk more. Anyway, I will be free after I kill you. Look at the sword."
"are you crazy."
The jade-faced young master said this without any warning. As the long sword swung, lightning struck like a snake spitting out its core. Feng Jueyu was just thinking about how to find a breakthrough, but when he didn't expect the other party to say, he just took action. What kind of master's style is this?
Feng Jueyu originally planned to curse a few words, but he didn't know that the jade-faced master's sword power was terrifying and astonishing. At the same time, the long sword with a black handle and a silver edge thrust out three sword auras, and each sword aura was charged with electricity.
Column, blue and flashing frequently.
When the sword energy passed by, the wind and snow tore apart, and a long mark that was several feet deep was left on the ground. The electric sparks on the electric pillars crackled loudly. Before the stabbing came close, Feng Jueyu felt a surge of energy.
The powerful tearing force is ready to destroy itself on the spot.
In shock, Feng Jueyu jumped up and retreated wildly. The mother and son dissociated their swords and danced into a sword net. They received three sword energy jinglingly. The sword energy came next, but Feng Jueyu's tiger's mouth was caught.
He was numb from the shock. Wherever the sword energy passed, his sword network could not form at all, and began to collapse. The remaining electric pillar sword energy even broke through his fourth level of holy armor.
With just one move, Feng Jueyu was suppressed.
"So awesome? What kind of martial skill is this?" Feng Jueyu took several breaths of cold air in surprise. He couldn't defeat the strong enemy in front of him, so he had to deal with it first.
He was determined in his heart, and he pulled away and walked away, speeding over the snow-capped mountains as if he were escaping light.
Feng Jueyu's plan is to find out the opponent's path first. According to the realm where the demon spirit exists and its current state, he definitely does not have a magical weapon on his body. The long sword is most likely to be transformed by sword intention, and there is hidden magical power in it.
If his guess is correct, and with their extremely different Nirvana cultivation bases, even if the demon spirit has a very profound past life, he may still be able to win. The question is, how can he block his sword energy and find loopholes?
Fight back.
Feng Jueyu's mind was spinning very fast, and his speed was so fast that a ray of light began to circle around the jade-faced young master.
On the contrary, the jade-faced young master remained motionless after stabbing out three swords. He looked at Feng Jueyu who was moving quickly beside him with a cold expression, and the corners of his eyes trembled with disdain.
"What's the use of being fast? Your sword is unintentional and your skills are too shallow. You are no match for me. Junior, I advise you to die obediently. I will give you your meat shed and I will live on your behalf."
"Meat House, stop dreaming. I came here to refine you, a demon spirit, but you actually want to seize the body and be reborn..."
Feng Jueyu heard that if the fire was strong and his soul was immortal, he could take over his body and be reborn. Could it be that the Five Spirits Emperor had made a heavy promise to him, that as long as he killed himself, he would be able to live on his behalf.
How does this happen?
Anger has arisen, Feng Jueyu uses all his strength to activate the source of his divine power, and the long blade of the Son-Mother Dissociation Sword passes by. The intoxicating seven-color light suddenly lights up. The source of the five elements, the Supreme Yin and Yang, instantly attaches to a colorful sword light.
The mother-child separated from the sword, and the sword became several feet long.
The seven-color giant sword, which looks like a holy armor, has super powerful attack power. I don’t believe it can’t stop your silver blade.
"Evil sword!"
Feng Jueyu's evil sword has long been integrated into his bones. His sword intention is completely opposite to Hong Tu Dashi's martial arts. The changes in his moves are pitiful, but every thrust of the sword is directed at the vital point. It is fast, ruthless and accurate. Only
In addition to these three characteristics, all fancy skills have been tempered, so some people say that his swordsmanship is extremely cunning and evil.
In fact, Feng Jueyu just wanted to fight quickly. This is the nature of a killer. If he can defeat the enemy with one move, he would never make a second move.
According to Feng Jueyu's cultivation level and the Hongyuan Heavenly Scripture he practiced, under normal circumstances, masters of the same level are not his enemies at all, let alone Nirvana masters. At this time, even if a master from the early stage of Miaodu comes face to face with him.
In a confrontation, Feng Jueyu is confident of winning.
However, the demon spirit is obviously not an ordinary master. He has a lot of experience and experience. As Feng Jueyu's sword moves, the jade-faced master curls up his mouth. There is no movement while the sword edge shakes. The two sword auras form a big
The light fork hit Feng Jueyu's colorful sword with a bang.
There was a loud noise, and Feng Jueyu felt a strong force knocking him out.