A huge roar exploded like a deafening sound as the fist struck the sword with fearless force. When the violent source of divine power touched, countless chaotic energy spread out. Feng Jueyu held up the huge
The coercion forced him to use the ** technique to fight fiercely, and as he expected, although the big sealing technique in the opponent's sword intention still prevented his body from moving completely freely, he was finally able to move this time.
Not only can he move, Feng Jueyu can also punch three times.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three old fists were punched out, and the three sword qi flew back. The power of the sword qi tore through the space of the snowy mountain, and three long and narrow space cracks appeared.
The jade-faced young man looked slightly stunned when he saw this, but he recovered immediately. The contemptuous smile on his lips disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a strong sense of excitement.
"Looking at the world, there are less than ten people who can take over Nie's sword intention. Good boy, now there is one more. It's not a waste that Nie has been trapped for many years. Finally, someone can play with me and pick me up again.
one move."
"Rain style!"
The jade-faced young master let out a sharp roar in his throat, and suddenly opened and closed his sword. The Piaoyu style was completely different from the previous two sword styles. It was far less powerful than the Jinghong style and Haoyue style before, but it was also mixed with the destructive force of the sky.
The momentum of destroying the earth and destroying the world, especially the Piao Yu style sword skill, is smart and tricky, changeable and full of countless possibilities. All the vital points of Feng Jueyu's body are under his control.
As he performed the Piaoyu style, Feng Jueyu felt the heavy snow falling all over the sky, turning into icy freezing rain, cascading down, each sword move faster than the last.
"It's so awesome. Does this sword skill also hide some magical power?"
Feng Jueyu glanced in shock, and his fists were like two dragons coming out of the sea, rushing out of the mountain, activating the original divine power of his body to fight against the jade-faced master.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"
The two of them each used their own skills and fought in an instant. Dozens of moves passed in the blink of an eye. Feng Jueyu did not use any magic weapons or objects, not even taking out the evil blood rose, because he knew that under the opponent's hand,
Under the sword intention, there are few things on my body that can block the power of Jade-faced Master's sword. Instead of wasting energy and using magical weapons to attack him, it is better to save physical energy and fight with the opponent.
To be honest, Feng Jueyu regrets that he can resist the opponent's sword intention, but he has the fist intention of the ** technique. To be honest, Feng Jueyu regrets it. It is said that you don't know if you don't fight, and you will be shocked after a fight.
The ** skills he had cultivated had entered the final stage. However, whenever he met an opponent before, the ** skills were hidden in the form of trump cards. They would only be used at critical moments to turn the tide. He originally thought
It's enough to master the ** technique. But now he realizes that his understanding of the fist intention is far from being able to display the true ** fist intention.
After seeing the Jade Face Master's sword intention, he completely understood. If he had been practicing the martial art for the past ten years, he would not be so strenuous now. Fist intention, magical power, and the great way, it seems that in the future he will focus on the impermanence of life and death magic.
Practiced.
Having made up his mind, Feng Jueyu didn't want to give up on himself easily. He closed his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted out a breath of essence. Feng Jueyu roared fiercely and rushed into the sword net.
After a life-and-death struggle, Feng Jueyu finally realized that he looked down upon the Jade-faced Young Master.
Indeed, Master Jade Face's sword intention is indeed very powerful. If you don't understand its artistic conception, no matter how strong you are, you will not be able to compare with it.
But conversely, after he mastered the fist intention of the ** technique, and the confrontation between the artistic conception and the artistic conception allowed him to calmly display his own strength, the Jade Face Young Master's attack became less terrifying.
Of course, another point is that the opponent's sword intention is integrated with magical powers. At least the big sealing technique is enough to make him scratch his head. However, Feng Jueyu is not afraid of the big sealing technique now. On the one hand, he can offset the opponent with his fist intention.
The oppression of the sword's intention prevented the Great Seal Technique from exerting 100% of its power, binding him to the point where he could not move. On the other hand, with Qiye's possessed fists in his consciousness, Jueyu no longer had to worry about the opponent's indestructible sword energy.
When the two are combined into one, Feng Jueyu is qualified to fight against Mr. Jade Face.
The two of them fought faster and faster, their body, sword, intention and fist force all reaching a state of perfection. The jade-faced master's sword force changed frequently, from the overwhelming rain of sword energy to the clever and cunning tricks, there were endless, fengjue.
Although Yu was able to spot his moves at first, it was understandable that the opponent was indeed much stronger than him. After several setbacks, Feng Jueyu was breathing heavily, his physical strength was greatly reduced, and his body was covered with sword wounds.
From wounds on the flesh to shoulders and abdomen, there were twenty-four wounds. His whole body was covered in blood and he was in a very miserable state.
Fortunately, his practice of the Jade Gang Jue was not in vain. The Tianding Jue blocked countless sword wounds for him. Although he was scarred, he was not without the ability to fight back.
Gradually, the jade-faced young man's expression became serious. After a few moves, he suddenly retreated wildly and stopped making any moves.
Feng Jueyu was just looking for what he wanted. When he saw the other party withdrawing, he immediately took out a few elixirs from Hong Yuan's Tiandaozhu and drank them. These elixirs were all found in Tianfang. Each of them was a treasure, although it could not be said that there were any.
The living dead, flesh and bones have magical effects, but some sword wounds and piercing damage can still be suppressed.
Feng Jueyu, who had taken the elixir, was panting and guarding against the other party. The two stared at each other for a long time. The jade-faced young master laughed with deep respect in his expression and said: "Okay, can you take over Nie?"
The unparalleled mad sword technique is indeed formidable to young people. I have to say that I underestimated you. It seems that it will be difficult to defeat you without using the last move. Young student, listen up. Nie will use the last move now. If you can
Now, Nie is at your disposal, otherwise, leave this meat house to Nie."
"Damn it, who are you trying to scare? Let's fight." Feng Jueyu also lost his temper and responded arrogantly.
The jade-faced young master smiled happily. As the long sword swung, two sword qi spurted out from the silver blade. The two sword qi were extraordinary, like two dragons swimming in the sky, and finally crossed in front of his body.
, the dragon head let out a shocking roar at Feng Jueyu, and immediately turned into two green sword lights...
The jade-faced young master raised his arm and held the sword forward a little, and the two sword lights stopped in the air. He shouted: "Listen, Housheng, this style is called the Wushuang Style, and it contains the magical power of great destruction. Once you pick it up, you win.
"
"go!"
After saying this, the jade-faced young master raised his wrist and paused in the air. Two green sword lights suddenly whizzed towards Feng Jueyu and stabbed him.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"
A green light suddenly appeared, and the sword energy soared into the sky. When the two sword rays came, the entire snow mountain space shook violently. The two were actually not far apart. The sword energy unexpectedly appeared to be very slow, not as fast as the previous sword energy.
, however Feng Jueyu’s eyes were filled with blood.
While staring, the sword light slowly stabbed him, and he felt like he was about to be destroyed for no reason. It was not that he couldn't move, but he couldn't find any way to escape.
Two green sword lights had completely locked him up.
Not only that, the moment the sword light struck, the snow mountain space began to collapse, and the silver-white world seemed to escape into darkness. Feng Jueyu could even see with his naked eyes the fine dust-like ash that spread in the snow mountain space.
The origin of silver is the spirit of Yin Xuan.
The space collapsed, and the snowy mountains between the jade-faced young master and the green sword light disappeared, replaced by the looming icicle cage of the Ice Prison of the Cold Prison Palace.
Feng Jueyu was completely stunned. Damn it, this guy is simply not a human being. He only has the cultivation level of Nirvana realm and can actually emit such a powerful sword energy. He has no choice but to fight.
In helplessness, Feng Jueyu turned his original divine power wildly, stimulating all the sources in all the acupoints to flow to the surface of the fist. Watching the green light coming, his pupils kept dilating. When the green light was close at hand,
At this moment, Feng Jueyu closed his eyes fiercely and pushed forward fiercely...
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two fists, two swords, fist strength and sword energy touched at the center, and time seemed to have stopped. Feng Jueyu's almost contorted facial expression, and the indifference and unruliness in the jade-faced young master's expression were all petrified in the flow of time.
a little.
The sound waves came, and the heaven and earth were shaken. The entire snow mountain melted in the next moment, as if it was sucked away by the void.
The original energy of the spirit of Yinxuan is in chaos, giving rise to various phenomena.
However, Feng Jueyu didn't see all this at all. He closed his eyes, and in his consciousness there were only two swords piercing his fists. The sharpness of the sword energy almost pierced the gloves, and he even
Qiye's miserable screams could be heard in his consciousness. Not only that, Feng Jueyu felt that all the bones in his body were broken, his skin and flesh were crushed into mud, and he was in severe pain.
"Ah ah ah ah ah……"
The huge pressure of the sword energy brought Feng Jueyu to the brink of despair. However, he did not give up on himself. A loud roar came from his throat. Feng Jueyu poured all his essence into the fist, and all the energy was poured into the fist.
The power turned into rolling waves, constantly stabbing the pressure on the sword energy.
"**The Sky-Breaking Technique..."
After holding on for a long time, Feng Jueyu finally felt a slight loosening of Qingmang Sword Qi. He became energetic, withdrew his fist like lightning, and blasted it out again like lightning.
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"
A series of old punches hit the green light sword energy one after another. Feng Jueyu fired more than three hundred punches, finally disintegrating all the green light sword energy. When the sword energy disappeared in front of his eyes, Feng Jueyu's whole body was full of energy.
The strength was finally exhausted, and his arms hung down softly.
At the same time, Qiye also returned to his original form, turning into a small black dragon with seven-color dragon horns and crawling on his shoulders.
"Did you win?" Feng Jueyu no longer has any strength left in his body, but the green light sword energy has been disintegrated by him. It can be said that in this contest, he has achieved great results, but whether he won or not is still unclear.
Know.
He raised his head with difficulty and looked far away. The jade-faced master was still standing with his sword in hand. He looked at Feng Jueyu for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said: "Awesome, you win."
"Really? I'm so exhausted." Feng Jueyu tilted his head and fell to the ground.