Chapter 468: The Fourth Level of Divine Martial Arts
There was no sign of stopping the wonderful duel. Both of them fought fast and fast, and used whatever moves were fierce and deadly. Whether it was a wide-open or wide-open martial arts or a body technique that was faster than lightning, they were like two
The duel between the gods is not only very interesting and exciting, but also as thrilling and thrilling as an adventure in the Henghai Desert. It can be said that anyone who takes the process lightly will die immediately at the hands of the other party.
But after hundreds of moves, the two of them didn't get even a scratch on their bodies, which shows that the cultivation level of these two guys has reached a level that is so high that it almost drives people crazy.
There is no injury at all, but everyone knows that even some geniuses with similar cultivation levels cannot do this kind of almost life-threatening method of stimulating the true energy. In such a fierce duel, the first and most important point is
It requires a deep foundation of skills to support it, and it also needs to be able to achieve lasting output in order to persist to this level.
God, such a powerful duel would probably consume even a second-level Shenwu warrior. How did they persist?
Even the family heads in front of the rostrum were unable to answer this question. Looking at their faces, besides being ashamed, they were also deeply shocked. It was obvious that they simply could not believe their eyes.
"Both of them are rare talents, why do they have to fight to the death?" Feng Rulan anxiously stamped her head in front of the rostrum.
All the family heads looked at this kind old lady, and they all looked tacitly aware of it. Why are you fighting to the death? This question is so ridiculous. What is the biggest in the world? The biggest fist. In a place like Zhongtian City, there is no place like Zhongtian City.
Do you need to explain that ten or eight people died over a trivial matter? Their personalities and experiences determine that they cannot coexist in Zhongtian City. Anyone else would take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get rid of them.
The other party.
However, these two guys are perverted enough. They have practiced to this level at such a young age. If the initiation and transfer of skills had not affected their talents, they would have a brighter future in the future, especially Cheng Shaojing, whose martial arts skills are too great.
It's so evil.
But when it comes to evil, Feng Jueyu is not bad at all. Look at what he just did. He froze the black mist with just a few needles. What kind of needles are they? How low is the cold air required to freeze the mist?
Everyone's eyes have been opened today. Feng Jueyu and Cheng Shaojing's tricks are endless. You come and I don't give in. Each has its own methods and its own strengths. It's hard to argue the truth and falsehood of conspiracy and conspiracy.
Each move contains endless back-up moves, and those back-up moves can be enough to destroy a person's body and soul. How could such two guys appear in Zhongtian City? It's really a ghost.
The demonic black mist was broken, but Cheng Shaojing was not affected at all. His teeth cracked and he cursed violently. He jumped up and down opposite Feng Jueyu. With a buzzing sound, seven false clones separated, and he sprayed out ten more black mists.
It leaves people dazzled, there are shadows in the fog, there is fog in the shadows, and the killing moves are layered one after another, like the waves crashing on the shore, the stars falling to earth, the arena is crumbling, miserable, and has the potential to be shattered.
There were many demonic shadows, and Feng Jueyu was surrounded by dangers. Zhu Yeqing had already stood up, clenching his hands tightly, and his palms were full of sweat: "Be careful."
The Zhu family were present, Shangguan Ruomeng, Shangguan Ruofan, Han Baobao, Gong Yangyu, Li Tong'er... hundreds of Yushuai's old men were all on tenterhooks. How had they ever seen such a style of play? Isn't this the case?
To kill people is not to beat them into ashes at all. Even if they have enough trust in Feng Jueyu, they can't help but feel trembling with fear now.
Cheng Shaojing is too powerful...
At this moment, the two people's cultivation has reached the peak of the third level of Shenwu, and the changes in the true energy have shown an incredible situation. The entire arena seems to have been destroyed by a storm, with flying sand and rocks everywhere, and numerous demonic shadows.
, the piercing light of steel forks and daggers appeared overwhelmingly, forming a heavy rain, raging crazily on the Ming family's martial arts field, even the outer edges of the field protected by the Ming family's private army shield wall were bit by bit
The impact caused some people who were closer to the ring to evacuate to the back.
Nowadays, no one is sure what level the battle between the two will reach. If you are not careful, you will definitely be the victim of their bloody battle.
"Family heads, I think you'd better prepare." Feng Rulan finally couldn't sit still. The Ming family's private army outside the field was sweating profusely. I'm afraid they couldn't support it any longer, although they had the Lu family in their hands.
The golden shield made can withstand the collision of Feng Jueyu and Cheng Shaojing's true energy. It requires the support of powerful true energy. It will be okay for a while, but who can bear it in the long run? Even if all the Tianwu and Shenwu of the Ming family are deployed, they can only
Ensure one aspect of peace.
Yun Yurong and Jing Juexin both nodded: "The old lady is right. In my opinion, each family dispatched six Tianwu and fifty Xuanwu masters into three teams to take over the duties of the Ming family's private army.
The first group can be replaced when they are tired, so that they can block their true energy collision."
"Let's do it!" Lin Zhenhai, Cheng Mingqing, and even Zhong Wuxiu, who was fighting openly and covertly with the Ming family, nodded in agreement. After all, if those two people on the ring continue to wreak havoc, let alone the ring, the Ming family's martial arts arena will probably be destroyed.
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As a result, all the family heads stood up and dispatched their men one after another. They saw a commotion inside and outside the stands. Dozens of masters from various aristocratic families walked out, divided into three teams, picked up the Ming family's golden shield, and stood in place of the Ming family's private army.
At the front, as the true energy of hundreds of masters inside and outside the arena surged out, a huge golden cage covered the entire arena in the center of the Ming Family Martial Arts Arena...
The faces of the private soldiers of the Ming family who retreated were all pale, and some of them were so exhausted that they simply fainted on the ground. Ming Chengfeng mobilized people to move, lift, and support, so that all the private soldiers of the Ming family retreated.
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Just as they were busy working in full swing, suddenly, all the elders of the major families stood up. Each of them stared at the center of the ring with their eyes wide open, their expressions excited, and even their whole bodies trembling. After just three breaths, nearly
Dozens of gray-haired old men picked up the chairs under their buttocks and threw them high into the air. The bases of the chairs happened to land on the straight flagpoles, and then a group of old men stood on them.
"What happened?" Everyone turned around and their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Just listen to Yun Mulin and Yun Musen, two elders from the sky praising: "Fourth level of divine martial arts."
"Fourth level of divine martial arts." Everyone who heard the two elders of the Yun family exclaimed unanimously turned their attention to the arena.
In the ruins-like arena, the battle was temporarily over, but the aura of Cheng Shaojing, who was standing opposite Feng Jueyu, was unprecedentedly powerful. His aura covered the entire Ming family's martial arts arena, and continued to spread at a speed that could be discerned with the naked eye.
, that astonishing cultivation level and the elders of the major families cannot ignore it.
The elders of the major aristocratic families present here are only at the third or fourth level of Shenwu. A few of them have reached the fifth level. In other words, Cheng Shaojing's cultivation level seems to be comparable to that of the elders of the major aristocratic families, plus he is mysterious.
With the powerful demon martial arts, even Jing Chen and his ilk do not dare to claim that they can do anything to Cheng Shaojing.
No wonder the elders of the aristocratic family, who have always been aloof, all jumped up and moved their chairs in the air. It was not because they were afraid that the battle between Feng Jueyu and Cheng Shaojing would affect them, but because they wanted to see it more clearly from a high place.
It's so scary. Everyone is staring at the thickening dark clouds in the sky and trembling. The battle has reached this level. It is no longer a fight between rising stars. The fourth level of Shenwu marks the starting point from martial arts to Xuan Dao.
, once it reaches this state, the true essence will make a qualitative leap.
As everyone could see, Cheng Shaojing was exuding astonishing demonic aura at this time. The terrifying aura that permeated the world was like a demon coming to the earth, expelling the light at noon and leading Zhongtian City into the darkness of night.
The thick, ink-like black mist oppressed the warriors present and made them unable to breathe. Everyone's spirits were tense, as if they were afraid that their consciousness would collapse immediately if they were not careful.
"The rumors are indeed true. He has really reached the fourth level of Shenwu." There was a trace of blood hanging on the corner of Feng Jueyu's mouth, which was spat out from the center of his mouth after being punched by Cheng Shaojing in a series of battles. His body was covered with steel wounds.
The blood had stained the blue robe and white robe red from the traces of the fork, and several pieces of cloth were feebly swinging back and forth in the cruel evil energy.
Cheng Shaojing was not having a good time either. A blood hole in his right arm was bleeding outwards. Although it had stopped, the blood was still flowing out. In addition, there was a scar several inches long on his face.
, also left behind by the Chaos Dagger.
The blood dyed the arena red, and it was as tragic as the Senluo battlefield. Moreover, the steel fork in Cheng Shaojing's hand was cut into three pieces by Feng Jueyu's Chaos Dagger and could no longer be used. Perhaps this was what triggered Cheng Shaojing to use it.
An introduction to all cultivation skills.
When the magic fork was broken, Cheng Shaojing's cultivation level once reached the fourth level of Shenwu. Since the war, no amount of comments can describe the brutality of this war. People in the stands looked at the black man covered in blood.
After Cheng Shaojing, they all cast pity on Feng Jueyu. After all, Cheng Shaojing's surge in cultivation at this time undoubtedly gave Feng Jueyu a kill order. No matter how powerful Feng Jueyu's martial arts were, he was no longer Cheng Shaojing.
The opponent, not to mention that now, Feng Jueyu's physical strength has been almost exhausted, what can he do to continue fighting with Cheng Shaojing.
"I have to admit that you are indeed a difficult opponent. It's a pity that you are going to die soon." Cheng Shaojing didn't say much, smiled coldly, turned into a black lightning and rushed towards Feng Jueyu on the stage.