A few snaps ago, when the Thousand-Handed Devil Manghong's fists appeared in the mist, Yan Jiuling and others' hearts were in their throats.
The evil mist surged, and the earth fell into mournful silence. The demonic hands that appeared out of nowhere and punched like the wrath of the gods, punched Feng Jueyu one after another, hitting Feng Jueyu's body hard.
The force of those punches hitting Feng Jueyu was like hitting the hearts of every genius in the Tiangang Sect. Just looking at it from a distance was shocking.
In just a short moment, no one knew how many punches Feng Jueyu received in total. Even a piece of extremely strong steel would be beaten into pieces.
Not to mention, after that, there was the Saint Sword Demon's crazy chaotic sword energy, and the suppression of these seven sword mountains.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu's arrogant and invincible figure can no longer be seen. There is no doubt that he has been suppressed under the seven sword mountains, and his life and death are unknown.
There are seven sword mountains in the ruined land. Even though Feng Jueyu was suppressed at the foot of the mountain, the sword mountains did not stop functioning.
The area with a radius of thousands of feet was full of sword energy, and the horses were trained like a tide, like whipping corpses, and launched a fierce offensive towards the position where Feng Jueyu was suppressed.
Since the war started today, this is a tacit cooperation that has never been seen among the contemporary geniuses of the Night Demon Clan.
The Thousand-Handed Devil, the Saint Sword Demon and Tie Mufeng joined forces to form a coherent offensive that left no one even with a chance to breathe.
How could Feng Jueyu survive such a terrifying and smooth offensive?
Death is certain.
The geniuses from both camps seemed to have witnessed the final result of the war. Some were barking excitedly, while others were chatting. Those excited people were all from the Night Demon Clan camp.
As for the Tiangangmen side, on the contrary, most people fell into an unprecedented silence. Some shook their heads and sighed, some were frightened, and few felt that Feng Jueyu could survive.
At the same time, Mang Hong and Mang Yin Yin had already withdrawn from the mountain of swords, and they had some free time to stare at the unrivaled chaotic sword energy on the mountain of swords.
Grandma Zhan'e was seriously injured and no longer had the strength to fight again. The graceful and honorable person who had regained her vitality once again returned to her old look.
But no matter how seriously injured she was, she still had to watch Feng Jueyu being killed with her own eyes in order to let go of the hatred in her heart.
Due to his mysophobia, Xiao Qing always wanted to have a one-on-one duel with Feng Jueyu, so he hesitated for a long time and did not take action. He only wanted to take action twice, but he missed the best opportunity because of the entanglement in his heart.
The timing is now as inconspicuous as a foil for fishing in troubled waters.
Tiangangmen...
"Are you dead? I'm afraid even the true disciples of the Seventh Transformation Realm will be able to block such an offensive, right?"
Some people asked questions with trembling voices, either because they felt bad for Feng Jueyu, or because some people thought he was stupid enough.
After successive battles, it would be difficult for anyone to survive, but he chose to act like a hero, which was no different than seeking death.
Night Demons...
"Die! If you still don't die, then you are really not a human being."
The contemporary geniuses of the Night Demon Clan are staring intently at the center of the Seven Tribulation Mountains of Swords. The seven sword mountains are filled with overwhelming sword aura, and contain seven unfathomable great mysteries. This makes the seven sword mountains possess
A terrifying momentum that shattered the heaven and the earth.
And under this kind of suppression, even the steel and iron bones that are left alive will definitely end up in ashes.
What's more, Feng Jueyu is just an ordinary god-man with flesh and blood.
"Can't I fight you after all?"
Xiao Qing's eyes were lonely and full of regret.
Looking along the way, Feng Jueyu's outstanding performance shocked him. Although they were in the hostile camp, Xiao Qing felt more admiration than resentment in his heart.
It is normal for two armies to confront each other and fight to the death.
To be able to meet a worthy opponent on the battlefield is what most of us dream of.
Unfortunately, this opportunity was snatched away by Mang Hong, Mang Yinyin and Tie Mufeng.
"You're dead now!" Mang Hong curled his lips in disdain and turned around to walk back.
However, at this moment, Ye Xunkong's eyes lit up, and a cold light burst out.
At the same time, Mang Yuan showed a proud smile and asked: "Mang Hong, you can't come back yet."
As the elder brother of the same clan, Mang Yuan's status is much higher than Mang Hong's. Especially in the Ancient Underworld Palace, there is a huge status difference between the two.
In terms of skill, he is no match for Mang Yuan. Mang Yuan can even crush him within ten moves.
"Brother, what do you mean by this?"
"Your opponent is still alive and can't even see this. How dare he say that he is a genius?"
Mang Hong humiliated him unceremoniously. After speaking, the corners of his mouth were raised.
Mang Yuan was shocked and turned around suddenly: "Impossible."
Mang Yinyin was also stunned: "Not dead? How is that possible? Did the clan brother see it wrong?"
"Are you questioning my cultivation?"
Mang Yuan's face turned cold. Mang Hong and Mang Yin Yin immediately wanted to kneel down and trembled all over. This was Mang Yuan's power.
"I don't dare, but we have tried our best, all of which are the strongest techniques we have learned in our lives. He was hit by Manghong's 376 punches first, and I was hit by my Crazy Demon's Thirteen Swords, and now I am trapped in the Mountain of Seven Tribulations.
How can there be any reason to survive if you endure the pain of thousands of knives gnawing at your body?"
Mang Yin Yin did not dare to argue with Mang Yuan, but she felt very dissatisfied in her heart.
Mang Yuan looked away and said with utmost contempt: "So you are far inferior to me."
This was said in a loud tone, and Mang Hong made Mang Yin Yin blush, but she did not dare to refute.
At the same time, on the side of Tiangang Gate, Nan Yu'er and others were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. Just when they didn't know what to do, a voice came from the side.
"Still alive?"
The one who spoke was Xia Pengzhan. He was a rank-seven expert and had already started concentrating his spiritual thoughts. Naturally, he could feel a trace of Feng Jueyu's unique aura from the chaotic situation.
From Xia Pengzhan's point of view, Qijie Sword Mountain's offensive was indeed fierce and overwhelming, with no weaknesses. However, Feng Jueyu's aura did not completely dissipate in the light and shadow of the swords that engulfed the body.
Not only that, the aura seems to be growing vigorously.
Like a young sprout that has just broken through the soil and met the sunshine, it is striving to grow towards the goal of a towering tree.
Nan Yu'er's heart tightened, she couldn't believe that with such an offensive, killing the heaven and earth, could Feng Jueyu still be alive?
Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, the sound of a sword broke through the water like it was suppressed by millions of waves, shocking the sky.
"Zheng!"
As the sound of the sword sound came, everyone was shocked as if their hearts were cleansed by the Buddhist warning bell.
"No, the person is still alive."
For a moment, it was as if a single stone stirred up a thousand waves, leaving many Night Demon geniuses speechless and countless Tiangang Sect geniuses excited.
In mid-air, Tiemu Feng, who was forced to stand upright with the power of his spiritual thoughts, looked extremely pale.
Even if he used his cultivation to forcefully cast the Seven Tribulations Sword Mountain, it would still consume a huge amount of energy, but under his full strength, the sharp sword energy that was suppressed under the mountain began to rekindle.
Not long after, everyone saw a hazy white shadow under the seven sword mountains blooming into the awe-inspiring brilliance of heaven and earth again.
Those are two boundless momentums, one is a talisman and the other is a sword.
Under the interaction of the sword and the talisman, the white light grew larger and larger like a ball of light. The sword energy that was pressed on the ball of light was collapsing into pieces at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The overwhelming murderous intent of Ten Thousand Swords Devouring Body was unable to suppress Feng Jueyu.
It's like a violent storm that can't invade a weak boat.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
The dense sound of gold and iron began to sound, and the sound became more and more grand.
If you look carefully, you can see that it is Feng Jueyu who is using the Huangquan Sword with all his strength, releasing the majestic and overbearing sword energy.
The Qingpao who was suppressed at the foot of the mountain was covered with criss-crossing stab wounds, but at this moment, Feng Jueyu's body was as bright as if it were poured out of divine gold, and his unparalleled domineering aura was not increasing but decreasing.
"this……"
The geniuses present were dumbfounded and exclaimed that it was impossible, what kind of monster was this that could survive such a killing.
In fact, he seemed to be counterattacking.
Different visual fields have different viewing angles.
While everyone was either shocked or worried about this battle, Feng Jueyu suddenly felt the same sense of heroism and excitement.
The true state of Wuding Sword Intention has been pushed to the extreme by him. The countless changes in the three sword skills are deeply familiar with the wonders of the Dao. The most important thing is that at this time, the roots of the Dao veins in his body have long been covered with a turbid yellow color.
The airflow fills up, showing a vast and lofty atmosphere.
Whoosh!
At this moment, Feng Jueyu heard a mysterious voice coming from his body, like a gentle breeze blowing over the hills, making the sky tremble, and the heaven and earth passing by in harmony.
In just a moment, the Dao Meridian officially entered the chaotic phase and stabilized at the first stage.
"Sure enough, the pressure of a desperate situation can prompt one's own potential to be quickly tapped. I am willing to be single and bear three hundred and seventy-six punches and thirteen heavy swords. With my physical body, the blue sky guardian talisman and the Wuding sword intention, I can block thousands of things.
The sword energy finally allowed me to take this step."
Tao channels share three grades and nine levels.
Chaos phase is the third level, which can usher in the realization of more wonderful ways.
"However, the power of this sword mountain is only limited to this. If you want to break through and evolve further, you will need greater pressure."
Feng Jueyu murmured to himself, then raised his head and held back no longer.
In fact, the moment just now was indeed extremely dangerous.
According to Feng Jueyu's usual urinary nature, whenever he encounters a situation where he is about to lose his head, he will definitely dive into the Tiandao Pearl to avoid its sharp edge.
But this time, he didn't choose to do this.
Instead, he used his own cultivation to defeat this scene.
This caused countless wounds on his body, and even left a lot of internal injuries.
But he doesn't care.
What is desperate situation?
It's a situation of being on the verge of extinction.
If you can avoid disasters by taking opportunistic measures, there is no point in talking about a desperate situation.
Fortunately, he had confidence in his body and was able to bear all this.
The so-called hidden willows and bright flowers in another village are nothing more than this.
And now...
There is no need to pretend to be weak under the pressure of this useless mountain of swords.
"Open it for me!"
The Dao Veins evolved into the chaotic phase, and Feng Jueyu sensed the greater wonder of the Dao. The countless secret runes floating on the roots of the Dao Veins began to swim more happily than before.
These secret runes are the manifestation of the great truth, and every change means the emergence of a kind of truth.
All accepted.
Feng Jueyu's arms shook, and he slashed out with a backhand sword. This sword was called Wu Ding Shen Jue.
Boom!
The two Calamity Blade Mountains on the left collapsed suddenly.