Both masters had been preparing for a long time, and this fully prepared battle between dragons and tigers finally collided with each other on the surface of the extremely dangerous river.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the river water exploded into hundreds of feet of waves. Taking the center of the collision of the two sword qi as the dot, the entire river flooded instantly, and the unparalleled powerful sword qi splashed out wild sparks all over the sky.
Everyone saw that the sword dragon, which was condensed from a hundred thousand sword moves, started to fall apart.
The spiral sword energy of the big talisman moved forward, like a sharp knife, crackling and disintegrating the dragon's head to the dragon's neck in an instant. The sword energy was cast like a rainbow, and the one hundred thousand sword dragons were killed in less than three breaths.
One third was wasted.
"What a terrifying sword energy. What is the origin of this big talisman?"
First, he borrowed the power of Nanyuan Chuntu God with the God-Controlling Heart Curse, and then used the hundred thousand sword energy gained from watching the tide and practicing swordsmanship to make a move. With one sword, he transformed into a mad dragon. Feng Jueyu's move can be said to have the strength to eat milk.
He has used it, but even so, the power of the gods lent to him by Nanyuan Chuntu can only temporarily increase his strength to around the level of Daowu mastery, and has not reached the level of heaven-destroying and earth-destroying cultivation in the supreme level.
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Seeing helplessly that one-third of the colorful sword dragon was wiped out by the spiral sword energy, Feng Jueyu was shocked beyond measure.
He had only used this mantra to control the gods once. The first time he cast it, he beat the messenger of Mo Ling who was possessed by the gods to the ground.
Feng Jueyu thought that after so many years, his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, and he had reached the late stage of Qiankun. Wouldn't Nanyuan Chuntu still be able to defeat Da Fu Tu even if he borrowed a little bit of his own strength?
Unfortunately, he guessed wrong. In this duel, not only did he show no signs of overpowering the big talisman, but he didn't even gain the upper hand.
The big talisman with unfathomable cultivation was still very stable when faced with the God-Controlling Heart Curse. He even didn't even draw his sword. He just carried the sword with his fingers. How could Feng Jueyu not be surprised when he had such a huge momentum?
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boom!
boom!
boom!
The nameless spiral sword energy drove straight in, flying faster and faster. Although it was blocked by the Stegosaurus, its progress was a bit slow, but that was in comparison. This sword energy was like an immortal sword god, and it was devastating against the Stegosaurus.
, a moment later, one-third of the Stegosaurus was left.
"If you can block my 60,000 swords with one sword, how strong can this guy be?"
After watching two-thirds of the way the Stegosaurus had gone, Feng Jueyu finally panicked, cold sweat dripping down his back, but he was no longer able to draw his sword at this time.
One Hundred Thousand Swords is the summary of his various enlightenments over the years. At this point, he integrated all the divine power in his body with the power of the gods borrowed by Nanyuan Chuntu through the God-Controlling Mantra. Otherwise, there would be no way at all.
Perhaps in just a few breaths, he could swing as many as one hundred thousand swords. Thanks to Nanyuan Chuntu's help, not only did the swords come out faster, but the power of the sword energy was also increased by more than thirty times.
Even so, facing the spiral sword energy, Stegosaurus is still no match.
The flying sword energy was overwhelming. Just the aftermath of the scattered sword energy caused the corpses in the river to be killed and scattered. The edge of Guzhou Jianyue was backed by a mountain, and there were scattered corpses everywhere.
Sword marks.
"Oh my god, is this big talisman a human after all? How did he cultivate such a strong sword energy?" Wu Chanyao, who was hiding behind Feng Jueyu, turned pale with fright, and her words were leaking.
"Daowu Wushang is really abnormal. Such a powerful sword energy can be emitted with just your fingers, and it can be so powerful."
"Senior Feng must have used a forbidden technique before, and the power seemed to be extraordinary, but compared with the big talisman diagram, why is it so different?" Smart Ghost asked in confusion.
"It's different. Da Fu Tu's sword power has reached its peak and returned to its original state. Brother Feng's sword skills are indeed superb, but Xie Yijian still remains in the psychic stage after all. Even if he uses forbidden techniques to forcibly improve his sword power,
The power is only at the level of spiritual communication or secret arts, but the sword intention of Da Fu Tu is far more terrifying than Brother Feng's sword intention. His casual sword is comparable to forbidden arts, how can Brother Feng compare with it?"
Qinghai had some understanding of Feng Jueyu's cultivation, and he could see through the mystery at a glance.
The key lies in the different realms of sword intention.
"Oh my god, if you say that, Senior Feng will definitely die."
"Crow mouth, shut your mouth quickly." Wu Chanyao had a fiery temper, but Qinghai didn't care about it and scolded her as needed.
But this time, Wu Chanyao did not talk back.
At this moment, there was a roar, and the evil sword dragon, which had gathered hundreds of thousands of sword moves, was finally dispersed by the spiral sword energy, and collapsed on the spot.
"Oh my god, why doesn't Senior Feng run away?"
"Is running useful?" Qinghai gritted his teeth and began to think of countermeasures.
With one hundred thousand sword moves wiped out, Feng Jueyu's defeat has been decided, but it can't be said to be a defeat now, because the big talisman diagram has something to say first, and Feng Jueyu must block one sword without dying, then he will be considered a winner.
In mid-air, watching his hundred thousand sword moves being destroyed by the spiral sword energy of the Great Talisman, he greeted all eight generations of Nanyuan Chuntu's ancestors in his heart.
Could it be that Nanyuan Chuntu was cutting corners for himself? How come the God Controlling Mantra can't defeat the one-finger spiral sword energy of the big talisman?
Seeing the spiral sword energy flying towards him, Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth. It was no longer possible to draw the sword, and escaping was the next best option. In this master's duel, a single move can affect the whole body. Da Fu Tu has the ability
If you use a sword, you will be absolutely sure that you will not be able to escape. The key lies in how you can survive under this sword.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu quickly activated the magic formula, and the 15th weight of Zhenwu Saint's body, Zhensheng Tribulation, was launched with all his strength. After taking a breath, Feng Jueyu clenched his fists and stood still, looking straight at the spot.
The terrifying sword energy that was enough to destroy the endless force took a steady step to the right.
drink!
Roaring low, Feng Jueyu lifted up his chest, and the True Saint's Great Tribulation Mind Technique exploded in his body at will, and his strong copper skin and iron bones suddenly burst into dazzling purple-gold light.
puff!
The spiral sword energy instantly penetrated his left shoulder, and as a blood arrow splashed out, a bloody hole the size of a baby's fist appeared on Feng Jueyu's shoulder.
With this sword strike, Feng Jueyu's divine power instantly dissipated, and he flew out powerlessly toward the mountain behind him.
"Brother Feng." Qinghai's eyes were sharp, he rose up from the ground, flew into the air and caught Feng Jueyu, but he didn't know that the power of the sword was too great. Even though he tried his best, he was still beaten by Feng Jueyu.
Yu flew to the opposite mountain ridge with his head on his head, and with a bang, two overlapping human-shaped holes were created.
Wow!
All the scattered rubble fell down, and the Jiji River returned to calm. Halfway up the mountainside, a bottomless human-shaped cave was dark and distant, and there was no movement at all.
Wu Chanyao and Smart Ghost opened their mouths and were stunned, not knowing what to do.
The large talisman on the top of the small island opposite had his right hand behind his back, and he was quietly watching the movements of the nearest mountain in Guzhou Jianyue.
After a while...
Wow!
I saw two figures flying out of the human-shaped hole in embarrassment, it was Feng Jueyu and Qinghai.
Qinghai was not seriously injured, he just suffered some internal injuries. As for Feng Jueyu, the blood hole on his shoulder was frighteningly festering, and the entire left chest to shoulder was a bloody mess.
His face was extremely pale, with bright red blood hanging from the corners of his mouth. His energy was so low that he could hardly detect any strong energy, but the good news was that he was still breathing.
"Cough...cough...Thank you for your advice, senior." Feng Jueyu leaned on Qinghai's body, covering the wound on his shoulder with his right hand, and said weakly.
Not dead.
Just win.
But this time the victory was too brutal.
"Quickly, take out the healing elixir and grind it into powder." Qinghai shouted at Wu Chanyao as he helped Feng Jueyu fly to the ground.
"Oh, oh, it's coming, it's coming." After Wu Chanyao was stunned for a moment, she hurriedly dug into her treasure bag. After a while, she took out a dozen of the best pills and poured them all out.
He tore off the hem of the gauze skirt and put it on the pad, wrapped the elixir and crushed it with his hands, then quickly ran over to help Feng Jueyu bandage it.
Qinghai also poured out a few pills to restore vitality and helped Feng Jueyu feed them. At this moment, the big talisman on the top of the island opposite shouted expressionlessly: "Boy, that's good.
If you're not dead, even if you win, just go there later."
After saying that, Da Fu Tu turned around and jumped off the top of the mountain, disappearing without a trace.
Although there was only one sword, this fierce battle left an extremely deep impression on Feng Jueyu. He stayed at the foot of the mountain, taking elixirs and healing his wounds. After a full day of tossing, he finally regained his energy and recovered from his injuries.
There has also been an improvement.
After the fierce battle, it was time to rest. Qinghai and Wu Chanyao took turns helping him tease him, and they continued teasing him for almost half a day. It was not until they were both top-heavy and light-headed from exhaustion that Feng Jueyu's breathing finally stabilized.
Four people, including Smart Ghost, sat together. Wu Chanyao, who had a few drops of sweat on her temples, looked at Feng Jueyu's purple lips and said without any emotional intelligence: "Senior Feng, I thought you
Your cultivation level is already very powerful, but I didn’t expect that compared to the Great Talisman Tu, you are not even a scumbag.”
"Go away, do you think you can talk like that?" Feng Jueyu tilted his nose angrily and cursed.
"I'll tell you the truth, that sword strike just now was really terrifying. Senior Feng, how did you feel after being hit by that sword strike?"
"Damn it, do you believe it or not? Damn it, how could I have guessed that this sword is so terrifying that it is no match even for the God-Controlling Heart Curse. But I can be considered proud of my defeat. If I didn't have the body of the Zhenwu Saint at the critical moment,
I don’t know how many times I have died. Oops." Feng Jueyu grinned in pain and his eyes began to wander.
Although Da Fu Tu's sword was extremely domineering and caused him serious injuries, he did not gain nothing after this battle.
Not to mention that his physical body is already strong enough to carry the power of the gods, which is gratifying. Just talking about that sword, Feng Jueyu learned a lot of tricks from it, because he just saw the opponent take out the sword.
, clearly discovered the skills of some large talismans to control the origin of the spirit. The spiral sword energy of the five-color spiritual light has extremely cleverly exerted the infinite and wonderful effects of the five elements of origin.