In anger, Ling Buer directly threw the Luo Wang Bixia scabbard in his left hand all the way to the ground. Then in full view of everyone, he bit the belly of his left index finger and squeezed out a drop of semen from it.
The blood was smeared on the sword of Luo Wang Bixia Sword. With the pulling of the essence, blood and qi machine, the jade-like Luo Wang Bixia Sword suddenly burst into a ball of pure green light. The emerald luster attached to the sword suddenly gave rise to a strange
Golden print of the talisman seal.
A talisman appeared inexplicably on the glistening sword body, which was soaked in blood and emerald luster. Everyone present could not help but wonder where this strange talisman came from.
The talisman print on the sword was caused by the essence, blood, and energy. Obviously, this spiritual talisman seal has a lot of background, but what is this talisman used for?
Why does it appear on King Luo’s Bixia Sword?
Feng Jueyu, who was confused, was stunned for a moment when he saw the magic talisman print, and then he almost subconsciously activated his consciousness to feel the original changes in Ling Buer's body from head to toe.
Feng Jueyu knew that Ling Buer's move could not be random. The shape of the talisman was so weird that it must have activated some powerful secret method.
But the talisman was sealed on King Luo's Bixia Sword. Could it be that that sword was not a third-rate divine treasure, but a higher-level magic weapon? It was just difficult to control that the talisman sealed it? If so, that would be troublesome.
But Feng Jueyu thought about it again and again, and felt that this possibility was not high. After all, third-rate God-accepting treasures were already very rare. How could higher-level second-rate God-accepting treasures and first-rate God-accepting treasures be obtained so easily?
What's more, Ling Buer's cultivation is at the late stage of Qiankun or Dzogchen. Can he control a second-rate or first-rate divine treasure?
With his mind spinning, Feng Jueyu really couldn't see what was strange about the talisman. In desperation, he could only use his powerful spiritual cultivation to feel the changes in Ling Buer's body caused by the release of the unsealing talisman.
Unfortunately, he scanned Ling Buer with his spiritual consciousness and found that Ling Buer had not made much progress in terms of his own aura or spiritual cultivation. Even the sword was still the same as before.
There was no obvious change in the energy dissipated, which made Feng Jueyu even more puzzled.
What on earth is this guy doing?
While Feng Jueyu was thinking wildly, Ling Buer had already completed the unsealing of the talisman. Ling Buer, who had been unwilling to fight for a long time before, was now even more domineering, with anger in his eyes.
"You brat, don't you want to see my true strength? Today I'll let you, the frog in the well, open your eyes."
"Shock Sword!"
Enraged, Ling Buer roared and flew towards him. Luo Wang's Bixia Sword was wrapped in a layer of faint blood-red light, and instantly arrived in front of Feng Jueyu. The original divine power strongly stimulated the sword energy, which was like the water of a river.
Continuously, hundreds of sword energy roared toward Feng Jueyu in an instant.
Feng Jueyu, who couldn't find anything strange, only felt that the opponent's sword power had become sharper again. Not daring to be careless, he could only withdraw his sword and retreat to temporarily avoid the sharp edge. However, for some reason, Ling Buer became more courageous as he fought, and Luo Wang Bixia
The sword shook violently and made bursts of harsh sword sounds.
As the long drive came in, the sword force was rising one after another. For a moment, Feng Jueyu only felt that the sound of wind and thunder caused by the sword energy not only inherited the speed and fierceness of the Great Jingzhe Sword, but even the wind and thunder energy formed an inextricable sound of silk and bamboo.
into his own mind.
The sound of silk and bamboo brought by the wind and thunder formed the power of soul whipping and attacked his consciousness crazily. Feng Jueyu, who had not expected it in a hurry, suddenly felt that the world was spinning, his hands and feet were numb, and for some reason, he found that he was a little unable to hold on.
The sword fell from the sky.
"Convulsion Sword? What magical power?"
Feng Jueyu was shocked and turned pale. He quickly used all his original divine power to flash and move in the air. The convulsive sword intent was like a maggot attached to the bone. It kept coming and going, clinging to Feng Jueyu's body, slashing and stabbing. With one move, several
With hundreds of changes and hundreds of sword energy, Feng Jueyu suddenly reappeared in danger.
Just now, Feng Jueyu could have used Gui Mei Wuying's movement and speed to completely avoid it, but now, his consciousness has been restrained, and he cannot fully understand the subtle changes in the opponent's sword moves and the main killing direction. For a moment,
His skill caused him to be hit by no less than ten swords.
Poof!
The sharp Luo Wang Bixia Sword pierced the fourth level divine armor with holes in it in just a moment, and Feng Jueyu was so shocked that he couldn't believe it.
"What an exquisite swordsmanship."
He gritted his teeth and learned from the pain. With a thought, the heavenly eye on his forehead suddenly opened.
The magical power of the Heavenly Eye Technique not only greatly increases his vision, but the most terrifying thing is that after the Heavenly Eye Technique is cast, Feng Jueyu's spiritual power will also be perfectly sublimated.
The three eyes appeared together, and Feng Jueyu's consciousness blossomed. In an instant, he saw half a wisp of black light hidden behind a touch of blood on the sword.
"The ultimate source of Yin?"
As soon as his eyes lit up, Feng Jueyu stepped aside to make way for a sword, and then he felt three sword qi coming from behind his head. He quickly raised his sword and turned around to block. After blocking these three sword qi, he immediately lowered his head.
, with his wrist, the sword power rose crazily, and he used the evil and awe-inspiring sword intention.
"Break it for me."
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The Yongwu Heavenly Falling Sword shook out hundreds of sword flowers, instantly dispelling all the sword energy surrounding Ling Buer. Feng Jueyu did not dare to stop, and immediately realized that Luo Wang Bixia's sword was infused with the ultimate divine power of Yin, and knew this convulsion.
The main focus of swordsmanship is spiritual consciousness. I quickly recited the Qionghai Taijutsu in "Emperor's Palace of Life" and formed a thick barrier of spiritual consciousness around the sea of consciousness.
At this time, the sound of silk and bamboo could no longer threaten his consciousness when he heard it again, but Feng Jueyu was still extremely shocked by Ling Buer's exquisite swordsmanship.
"Even when Yin Yuan wields a sword, the sound of the sword caused by the sword energy can be turned into a poisonous sound. It is not a powerful magical power of swordsmanship. Ling Buer's swordsmanship talent is really hard to find in the world."
Feng Jueyu wielded the sword with all his strength, and with a fierce thrust, the heavy weight of Nanyuan Chuntu sank into the heavy sword that already weighed tens of millions of kilograms, suddenly erupting with the power of Mount Tai.
In the dark, Feng Jueyu's sword energy seemed to turn into a sky-piercing heavy stream, which came to the top of Ling Buer's head with a crash.
Ling Buer looked up and his pupils suddenly shrank. At the same time, an undetectable black light flashed before he withdrew his sword inconceivably.
laugh!
boom!
Feng Jueyu's sword energy is psychic. Although the sword intention is not strong, it is more powerful than the sword. When the sword is thrust out, a sword mountain is transformed at the tip of the sword, and with a bang, the sword mountain in front of Qingke's sword pool is blown away.
The stone steps were crushed to pieces, and rubbles all over the sky suddenly rose up. When the sword light hit, a huge pit with a diameter of about ten meters immediately appeared in front of the Qingke Sword Pond.
He and Ling Buer had been fighting each other ever since, and neither of them had taken a step back. Even though Ling Buer suddenly unsealed the Luo Wang Bixia Sword, Feng Jueyu still saw the opportunity to win back 10%.
However, although this sword forced Ling Buer back, he had been hit by no less than ten swords before, which shows that he was already at a disadvantage at this time.
The two powerful men separated again, and an uproar inevitably broke out in front of the mountain gate of Qingke Jianchi.
"What a Ling Buer. It seems that he didn't show his full strength before."
"Yes, Ling Buer's sword intention and sword power are much more sophisticated. No wonder this kid dares to be so arrogant and regards the strongest people in the world as nothing."
"Huh? If you say so, the young master with the heavy sword is not easy. The two have fought hundreds of swords, and they have been evenly matched. After Ling Buer's sword intention suddenly became exquisite, he gradually fell behind. But you see
, this person was able to regain 10% after escaping a round of attacks. It seems that this person is not easy to deal with."
"Hmm, these two are not simple. Just watch, the real fight between dragons and tigers only begins now."
"..."
Chattering comments spread one after another, and the monks who were watching in front of the Qingke Sword Pool looked more seriously. After all, there are many things to watch in this fight between dragons and tigers, whether it is the arrogant Ling Buer or the mysterious Feng Jueyu
, both showed strong swordsmanship after the previous competition, and it seemed that both of them had some tricks up their sleeves and did not go all out. It seems that they both left some trump cards for themselves, and
Or maybe you didn't feel that the opponent posed too much of a threat at the beginning, so the more the comparison went on, the more exciting the fight became.
Not far away, Wu Chanyao, Zhu Xi, Chang Jun and others were watching the battle between Feng Jueyu and Ling Buer with great nervousness, and they were inevitably shocked in their hearts.
But that's it for Ling Buer. People from Haoyuan's Ling family will not be surprised no matter how earth-shattering they do.
But looking at Feng Jueyu, everyone couldn't help but feel incredible in their hearts.
Especially Chang Jun, who originally didn't think Feng Jueyu could take advantage, but he didn't expect that if he continued to watch like this, he would actually make Ling Buer suffer countless losses.
Ling Buer's swordsmanship attainments have reached the pinnacle. If you don't look at the state of cultivation, just talk about the artistic conception of swordsmanship, I'm afraid it's not too much to be included in the top ten of Hongtu. But what happened to the unknown Feng Jueyu?
A person's attainments in swordsmanship and supernatural powers can actually rival Ling Buer's. What is the origin of this?
Turning his eyes, Chang Jun suddenly saw Wu Honglian sitting cross-legged on the ground, sweating profusely from head to toe. Wu Chanyao and Zhu Xi were waiting on her carefully. She didn't know what was going on. At this moment, Chang Jun suddenly felt secretly.
With the desire to kill, he was thinking, if that guy with unknown origins really defeated Ling Buer, wouldn't it be troublesome? Did he have to do it himself to kill Wu Honglian?
Similarly, Feng Jueyu, who had forced Ling Buer back with one sword, also noticed that something was wrong with Wu Honglian's state. The palace lady's breath had been extremely depressed since she was hit by two swords. She didn't know if it was really because of those two swords.
It was too heavy, and Wu Honglian's own cultivation level was average. At this time, the injury was getting worse, and there was a faint danger of death at any time.
When he thought of this, Feng Jueyu did not dare to delay any longer. If Ling Buer could not be driven away as soon as possible, if something happened to Wu Honglian, where could he find out the whereabouts of Huan Shan?
"Ling Buer, it's me this time."
This thought flashed across his mind, and Feng Jueyu shook his hand tightly with the sword falling from the sky. A red golden glow suddenly shot up from his body surface. In the blink of an eye, his body surface seemed to be covered with a layer of real gold and deep red metallic luster.