At the moment when the war suddenly started and was about to stop, no one noticed that someone dared to risk his life and suddenly jumped out of the crowd.
Hearing the dissatisfied sneer, hundreds of eyes looked in the direction of the sound, but when people noticed the sound, the black sword energy was like a meteor breaking through the moon, with a momentum of
He took Ling Bu's long dark green sword with great force.
when!
Feeling a strong surge of force coming from him, Ling Buer was stunned for a moment, and then saw a broad-edged giant sword as black as ink pressing down on his Luo Wang Bixia Sword.
Two powerful sword qi instantly entangled on both sides of the sword blade, setting off a series of sparks like sparks and lightning. The heavy sword weighs more than ten million kilograms, and it is a third-rate treasure inherited from the gods. It is naturally unstoppable.
, however, he did not expect that King Luo's Bixia Sword was also a third-rate divine treasure. The fierce collision of these two divine swords actually caused ripples of sword energy.
Hundreds of swords of different lengths suddenly spread out, as if hundreds of hidden weapons were rising in the open space.
There were hundreds of Bengfei's sword energy, and they were flying everywhere without being controlled by the two masters. The sword energy formed a force that filled the sky, and immediately swept away all the surrounding vegetation.
Trees of all sizes were cut into countless sections, and the sword energy ripped apart the branches and green leaves floating in the air. What was even more frightening was that the sword energy flew into the crowd instantly without control, causing three unlucky people.
The martial arts cultivator was shot to death on the spot by the sword energy, and dozens of martial arts cultivators suffered injuries of varying sizes.
Of course, this can't be blamed on Ling Buer and Feng Jueyu. After all, Ling Buer's cultivation level is too high, Feng Jueyu can't concentrate and control the sword energy to burst and splash, and the guys watching the fun are too close.
How could it not be affected at all?
A single strike of the sword caused so much killing that all the monks who were watching were frightened and dispersed like birds and beasts.
"Who is it? He actually took over Ling Buer's sword?"
After the crowd retreated, no one paid attention to the affected dead people. Instead, all eyes were focused on Feng Jueyu who suddenly came out of nowhere, one man and one sword, appearing out of nowhere, handsome and elegant, free and easy.
Feng Jueyu, whose appearance and cultivation were not inferior to Ling Buer's, suddenly appeared, causing everyone to be temporarily distracted.
Ling Buer's Luo Wang Bixia Sword is an ancient magic weapon. Although it is not a third-rate god-bearing treasure after being refined, it has been cultivated by the Haoyuan Ling family for many years and has devoured a large number of top-level magic weapons to become what it is today.
The quality of.
This sword is definitely famous, but no one today recognizes it. It has to be those old monsters who have been walking in the world for more than a thousand years to recognize it at a glance. This sword is an average treasure in terms of its sharpness and the original divine power it carries during refining.
The essence is condensed and tough, but its lightness is now tightly suppressed by the heavy sword falling from the sky, and it has no ability to raise its head.
Feeling the huge pressure of the heavy sword, Ling Buer's brows twitched uncontrollably twice, and he suddenly raised his head and met Feng Jueyu's eyes, his eyes gushing with anger and said: "Who are you? Dare to stop me?
"
Wu Honglian had two sword wounds on her body. Although they were not serious, they were not light either. She thought she would definitely die in this battle. Suddenly she saw Feng Jueyu suddenly intervene, and she was a little stunned. She did not expect that the disciples in her palace did not want to deal with this matter.
The young master who came to ask her about Huan Shan's whereabouts actually came to the rescue without caring about Ling Buer's identity.
Wu Honglian was slightly moved, but she also knew that the other party was asking for her, and there was some element of last resort when he took action. However, despite this, after knowing Ling Buer's identity, he still drew his sword to help.
Wu Honglian was also moved inexplicably.
Wu Chanyao was stunned by Feng Jueyu's actions, because she knew that Feng Jueyu was attracted by Yu Jifu. Yu Jifu had some issues with her mother. Logically speaking, the person she called should be
He was an enemy. How could he help his mother stop Ling Buer?
The Wu family's mother and daughter were puzzled. Unfortunately, Feng Jueyu didn't have time to explain now. Compared with Ling Buer, who had a very high level of cultivation, Feng Jueyu smiled as usual, but at the same time, he felt the majestic feeling in his heart caused by the feeling of King Luo's Bixia Sword.
The divine power gave rise to a little fighting spirit.
This guy's cultivation level is really good. Looking at Jiujie Mountain, he may be the strongest one I have ever met. In terms of swordsmanship alone, this guy Xu Teng is even better. I don't know if he has other abilities.
Thinking like this, Feng Jueyu suddenly realized that this was an excellent opportunity to test his sword skills. He smiled faintly, and the power of the Sky Falling Sword continued unabated. He used the powerful divine power and the weight of the Sky Falling Heavy Sword to suppress him.
Luo Wang Bixia Sword said: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that Mr. Ling's current behavior is unseemly."
Feng Jueyu held the Sky Drop Sword tightly in his right hand, maintaining the strength to continuously suppress Luo Wang's Bixia Sword. He turned slightly to the side, raised his right hand and pointed at Wu Honglian and Wu Chanyao behind him and said: "Young Master Ling is a talented person after all. He makes things difficult.
These orphans and widowers are so out of character. Mr. Ling, since they are a generation of women, how about you raise your hand?"
"Raise your hand?" Ling Buer's pupils shrank inwards, and he cursed in a gloomy tone: "Who do you think you are? I let them go just because you listened to your words?"
"Haha, of course I am unknown. It's just that Mr. Ling is taking things by force. He doesn't want to lose his own face. He also has to consider the reputation of the Haoyuan Ling family." Feng Jueyu originally didn't want to fight with Ling Buer.
Otherwise, he would never be so pleasant. Of course, if Ling Buer refused to listen to his repeated advice, then he wouldn't mind giving Ling Buer a lesson.
When Ling Buer saw this, he became inexplicably angry. He claimed to be a supreme genius and usually didn't take anyone seriously. At this moment, Feng Jueyu actually used a preaching tone to teach him how to swallow
If you take this tone, and if you really die after listening to Feng Jueyu's few words, wouldn't it become bullying and fearing the strong? How can I have the face to dominate the Nine Realms Mountain?
Thinking of this, Ling Buer snorted coldly and cursed: "You bastard, I can't let you teach me, so get out of my way..."
Hearing this, Feng Jueyu showed no fear and smiled: "Should I say no?"
"Are you really desperate to stop me?" Ling Buer was a little surprised when he saw that Feng Jueyu was not frightened.
"Haha, I want to give it a try." Feng Jueyu said calmly.
"Then you are seeking death yourself."
Ling Buer's face turned livid because of Feng Jueyu's tepid attitude. The anger in his heart had no place to put it. He gritted his teeth and roared. He quickly shook his wrist and brought up a dazzling white sword flower.
At this time, one can see the means of Ling Buer's superb swordsmanship. The Luo Wang Bixia Sword shook with his wrist, and it was impossible to tell how much force was used. The sword instantly went crazy like a loach thrown into a frying pan.
It began to tremble, the sword trembled and screamed, and the thunderous energy burst like a sharp blade. In an instant, it turned into a large delicate sword lotus. The terrifying force passed from the falling sword one after another, like
Streams of explosive dark energy surged crazily towards Feng Jueyu's veins.
"Nice skills."
Feeling the turbulent force coming from the veins and the tide crashing against the shore, Feng Jueyu used the Chu Zi Jue. The sky-falling giant sword weighing more than 10 million kilograms nimbly pressed against Luo Wang Bixia Sword several times, and the sword energy suddenly rolled up.
Kuangsha, he twisted the sword with the force, and the sword went around the bottom of King Luo's Bixia Sword. In another area, a strong wind suddenly rose, like a tornado, carrying Ling Buer forward several steps forward.
Bai Jiang watched the tide and practiced swordplay for several days. Feng Jueyu used his insights after his breakthrough in cultivation to realize many exquisite swordsmanship. These swordsmanship are all based on the fourteen origins of the seven series. Not to mention the luck messenger Rufei,
It's almost the same as being able to do it with ease. After all, the origin of the seven elements has been refined for a long time, so it is not difficult to use it. What Feng Jueyu lacks now is that the trajectory of the movement of divine power when making moves cannot form a tacit combination with the sword moves. Otherwise,
When the sword moves together, the maximum power of the source will be fully exerted.
Even though Feng Jueyu had just started practicing swordsmanship, Feng Jueyu's talent was still there. Nanyuan Chuntu and the spirit of Wansha merged and merged. The sword was just starting to rise from the sand, and then the sword force was driven, and it was like a tornado striking the air.
The huge force of wind and sand can pull out 40,000 jins under the influence of Rou Zi Jue.
Whoosh!
The sword stirred up the wind and sand like a tidal wave, and Feng Jueyu forced Ling Buer back several steps with one strike of his sword.
However, this Ling Bu'er is by no means an ordinary person. When he made a move to shake his sword just now, Feng Jueyu felt the symbiosis of the three elements of Zhiyang, Gold, and Thunder. He noticed that Feng Jueyu's sword was heavy and Ling Bu'erhao
He was not surprised, but his face became slightly solemn. He immediately stepped back, stepped firmly on the open space with his back foot, and Luo Wang's Bixia sword was close to the sky pendant heavy sword, and he turned around and stabbed.
Jab!
The two swords clashed and clashed, causing a dazzling explosion of sparks.
At this time, Wu Honglian had already flown back, leaving the open space in front of the Qingke Jianchi Mountain Gate so that Feng Jueyu could concentrate on nothing else.
The monks watching nearby clucked their tongues, expressing deep doubts about Feng Jueyu's origins.
"Who is this person? He can actually block Ling Buer?"
"I don't know. Could it be that he is the new elder of Jingqing Palace?"
"No way, is there such a powerful person in Jingqing Palace?"
"..."
A faint discussion spread, and all the attention was attracted to Feng Jueyu.
Chang Jun frowned his eyebrows, a look of displeasure flashed across his face, and he watched the battle with a solemn expression. However, Ling Buer's reputation has been spreading in recent days, and coupled with his reputation for practicing in the Ling Family Sword Pond, Chang Jun just
I feel like this guy who suddenly appeared is a little overestimated.
Unfortunately, after Feng Jueyu and Ling Buer passed two moves, his idea was overturned.
when!
when!
Feng Jueyu and Ling Buer fought two swords in the open space with extremely fast sword speeds. The swords struck head-on without flinching. The two swords passed through, and the void near the open space was blown out by the sword energy for ten consecutive times.
There was a crack in space, which shocked everyone present.