The bright light in the sky magnified in the field of vision, becoming more and more dazzling. All the mountains and forests in the Langyu Confusion Realm showed signs of jade. Whether they were big trees or rocks, they were all transparent and round, just like a mirror, which could refract light.
The bright light appeared, which happened to be affected by the environment here. Feng Jueyu, who was lying on the ground, got up quickly and suddenly saw a dazzling brilliance, which compared with the light of the sun in the sky.
In the midst of that dazzling brilliance, a purple-green sword suddenly attacked with fierce force and sharp sword energy.
"Purple blue shines in the sun, and the sword penetrates the rainbow!"
Feng Jueyu was shocked and quickly stood up, preparing to defend himself against the enemy.
"Sword falling from the sky!"
With a low roar, Feng Jueyu raised his hand and grabbed it. He wanted to take out the Sky Falling Sword and block it with his sword, but when he grabbed it in the air, he did not see the Sky Falling Sword appear. This time, he was even more surprised.
It was at this time that Feng Jueyu approached him and felt the brilliant sword energy blooming faintly at the tip of the sword. Feng Jueyu suddenly felt that his chest was tight, as if something was pressing down his throat, and his robe actually appeared torn to pieces.
There are signs of cracking, which shows that the power of this sword is absolutely extraordinary.
"Damn."
Summoning the Heavenly Falling Sword failed, Feng Jueyu hurriedly leaned back and flew out with his body close to the ground. The soles of his shoes rubbed a deep scratch on the ground and made a stabbing sound. Due to the speed, he was too fast.
, the friction between the soles of the shoes and the ground produced sparks and smoke, which filled the scene.
The attack was like a rainbow, but it did not stop because of Feng Jueyu's retreat. The sword maintained an indomitable momentum, and the tip of the sword kept approaching.
The speed of this sword was so fast that even Feng Jueyu's movement skills could not match it. After one breath, the sword tip reached the throat, only three inches away from piercing the throat.
"Teleport!"
Feng Jueyu was shocked and turned pale. His mind moved and he used teleportation magical power. He never expected to be like summoning the Sky Falling Sword. The teleportation did not appear. It seemed that in this short moment, he lost the ability to control the laws of space.
"how so"
Feng Jueyu was extremely shocked, but there was no time to think about it at this time. He relied entirely on his years of fighting experience and his body's instinctive coordination to lean to the left, and punched a jade rock next to him.
, taking advantage of the rebounding force, the speed of movement was accelerated.
"Whoa!"
A deep blood mark appeared against his cheek, and Feng Jueyu felt a burning pain on the left side of his face. He suddenly felt that this face was no longer his, but it was precisely because of this action that he felt
Fortunately he escaped with his life.
"Plop!"
Feng Jueyu fell sideways on the mountainous ground covered with weeds and mud, and rolled out along the not-so-steep mountain path.
The sword thrust missed and struck hard on a large jade rock about half a man tall, smashing the rock into pieces.
Large pieces of gravel scattered among the ground and disappeared. Feng Jueyu, who was rolling and falling down the hillside, did not notice this scene. He only knew that he rolled to the left in order to avoid being hit hard because he was too slow.
, which caused me to not adjust for a while, and then I felt like my body was slumped and panicked. Everywhere in my body hurt, especially my face. The pain was heartbreaking.
When he stopped, Feng Jueyu covered his face and felt that his whole mouth was numb. He reached out and touched it. His hands were covered with blood, and the skin on his face turned up.
Disfigured.
"Damn it. Who attacked me?" Feng Jueyu endured the excruciating pain and stood up. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction, but saw nothing. The sword seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
Same, no movement at all.
"Hallucination? Why doesn't it look like it?"
Feng Jueyu thought angrily, and began to summon the Heavenly Falling Sword. The result was that not only the Heavenly Falling Sword, but also the Heavenly Dao Pearl did not respond at all. At this time, he needed a weapon to defend himself, even for Qiye.
, the blood demon can be used, and the Wu Cang Fei Fish Arrow can be used, but no matter how he activates the source of divine power, the Tiandao Pearl does not respond, which makes Feng Jueyu greatly confused.
It was at this time that a rainbow suddenly shot from the distant sky. The rainbow was bright in color, with purple and green light flowing around it. As soon as the rainbow came out, it soared into the sky, and the powerful sword energy stirred up the space and sent out bursts of energy ripples.
"Come again?"
Feng Jueyu's pupils shrank deeply, and a majestic aura emerged from his body. All the magic weapons were out of control, and he could only rely on himself.
His figure was shaking, and a series of afterimages appeared nearby. Feng Jueyu made tiny position adjustments in a small area, at an alarming speed, hoping to confuse Ziqing Changhong.
But the purple-green rainbow was like a demon mirror. No matter how he moved, he could not escape the Dharma Eyes, and the sword energy soaring into the sky was directed towards his true body.
In the flash of lightning, Feng Jueyu slid a step to the right. Because he could not teleport, he could only rely on his body skills to fight. Moreover, the most troublesome thing at this time was that Feng Jueyu did not see the person wielding the sword, so he had to separate
A part of his spiritual consciousness was alert to changes that might happen at any time around him, so he became timid and did not dare to take any risks.
One after another, Feng Jueyu found that Feng Jueyu was stubborn and stagnant. He looked left and right, and suddenly his spiritual light blazed brightly. A stronger purple-green sword energy surged and stretched from the sword body, and several sword shadows suddenly formed to pursue him.
"Damn it, do you think I can't do anything to you?"
Sensing that the sword above his head was being activated frequently, Feng Jueyu knew that the fatal moment was coming. Whether or not this sword was controlled by someone was not the most important thing now. Even without the owner of the sword, it could still threaten his life.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu did not dare to be careless. He calmly calmed down and gathered his mind. He used his spiritual consciousness to activate his original divine power, turned his fingers into swords, and started killing with Taming.
"Xieyi Sword Technique!"
Feng Jueyu, who had obtained the Hundred Thousand Swords by Guan Chao and Enlightened the Sword, used the two index fingers of his right hand as a sword and stabbed out suddenly.
The flowing original divine power surged like a tide under the stimulation of divine consciousness, filling every part of his body in a moment. The divine power flowing through the meridians under the body surface reached an unimaginable level. Seeing the killing coming, he raised his finger and shot out continuously.
Thrust out several swords.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
Referring to the Light-Based Sword, the seven-colored sword energy moved as he pleased and shot out, instantly knocking down several of the scattered swords in the air.
"Hey, you just want to hurt me with a broken sword, just in a dream."
After finally counterattacking several swords, Feng Jueyu's confidence greatly increased and he was no longer as embarrassed as before. After these swords were struck, he also became inexplicably confused. He thought to himself, I will use my spiritual consciousness to summon the sky pendant, Qiye
, the blood demon can't do it, and even the Heavenly Dao Pearl doesn't react. Why is it so powerful to turn a sword into a sword with your fingers, and it's not at all inferior to using the Heavenly Falling Sword?
He was a little confused, a little confused, and couldn't find the answer.
The knocked back swords in the air merged into one and returned to the original form when there was only one sword. However, this sword was obviously not willing to accept it. It stayed in the air for a while and divided again. This time, it divided into dozens of swords.
gas.
"Come again."
Feng Jueyu frowned and pointed his sword out again. Dozens of sword energy shot out from his fingertips, sinking the sword energy in the air.
But this time there was no restoration of unity at all. On the contrary, differentiation immediately began. One changed into ten, ten changed into hundreds, hundreds changed into thousands, and ever-changing.
After a while, under the bright sky, there were tens of thousands of swords hanging in the air, shining brightly. Among them, the largest one was hiding behind the group of swords, looking majestic.
"Come again."
Feng Jueyu raised his heart, and a look of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He did not dare to be careless, and instead used his hands to separate his fingers to form a sword, and also transformed tens of thousands of sword energy.
"kill!"
This time Feng Jueyu took the initiative. As his fingers moved together, his wrist trembled wildly, and tens of thousands of sword energy flowed in the wind, like a frenzy.
"Buzz!"
There was also a buzzing sound in the sword group, as if they had encountered a once-in-a-lifetime opponent. One sword affected thousands of swords, and they pressed down overwhelmingly.
The rapid chirping of gold and iron began to resound violently in the air, and the sound was as loud as thunder.
Feng Jueyu kept drawing out his sword with both fingers. Every time he struck down a sword, a sword energy was consumed. However, as he changed his techniques and continued to draw his sword, the sword energy gradually increased.
Just like the one in the air, the huge sword remained motionless in the air, constantly stimulating the purple-green sword energy from within.
The purple-green sword energy and the seven-color sword energy collided back and forth in the air, and it took almost half a stick of incense to burn, but there was still no sign of ending.
Slowly, Feng Jueyu felt that the original divine power in his body was gradually being depleted, and he began to show signs of fatigue, but he knew that he could not retreat. If he took a step back, he would definitely pursue the victory, and his life would be difficult to save.
He gritted his teeth and kept drawing out his sword. His sword energy surged endlessly. After a while, he became extremely focused. The insights of watching the tide and practicing swordsmanship continued to grow in his heart, and the sword technique was gradually perfected.
After fighting hard for about a stick of incense, Feng Jueyu was already top-heavy from exhaustion and could not tell the difference between east, west and north. However, the momentum in the sky was still unstoppable. The sword was like a powerful monk with endless potential in his body.
, can never be used up.
"Damn it, what's so weird about this sword? Why does it do nothing when I consume so much."
Feng Jueyu thought unwillingly. At this time, he had greeted all the eighteen generations of Long Zhan's ancestors. What the hell is that beast Long Zhan doing? What is this place and why is this sword so powerful?
Just when Feng Jueyu was struggling to hold on and was on the verge of being defeated, the one in the air seemed to notice the former's uneasiness, and suddenly the momentum increased greatly.
The blade of the sword was as transparent as a purple-green jade, and it suddenly emitted an even stronger light. Under the cover of this light, it no longer stood motionless, but instead struck down with a force several times more powerful.
"Long Zhan, you killed me."
Feng Jueyu looked menacing and his heart seemed to be in his throat. He roared, mobilized all his original divine power and consciousness and struck the sky with a sword. The seven-colored sword energy shot out in response, but he was cut in half in mid-air.
Feng Jueyu's heart sank and he screamed inwardly. He was now dead. He almost subconsciously crossed his hands and raised his fingers. Then he closed his eyes and mobilized all his consciousness.
"Qiang!"
With a startled scream, Feng Jueyu froze on the spot.