In an instant, the battle started. Lin Jiu didn't say anything, and flew towards him with a knife. Even though he was about to die, his skills were extremely strong. With a tap of his toes, a silver ball suddenly exploded from the roof. The silver ball exploded, and there was a thunderous sound.
With a loud sound, Lin Jiu turned into a black stream of light and disappeared under the dark starry night.
The surrounding torches were so bright that it was difficult to illuminate Lin Jiu's lightning-quick figure. Angry shouts sounded from high in the sky: "Feng Jueyu, suffer death."
"Whoosh!"
Large pieces of sword light then fell down, like a downpour, inciting the strong wind in the sky to roar and kill. The cold blade cut across the space and made a harsh sound. The attack of the seventh-level master of elixir generation was indeed extraordinary.
Just the sharp sound of the blade cutting through the air made some warriors who came to watch the battle cover their ears in pain.
The warriors gathered from all directions were chatting and laughing just now, speculating on the final victory of this dispute. When Lin Jiu's sword shined down, the crowd suddenly fell into an unprecedented tranquility, with solemn expressions on each person's face.
Both eyes were focused, never leaving the long knife in Lin Jiu's hand, for fear of missing any link.
"good."
Staring at the light of the sword falling, Feng Jueyu raised his eyes slightly and stared in front, releasing his spiritual consciousness all over his body, feeling the changes in the movement of the five elements of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and instantly noticed the details of Lin Jiu.
"The Earth Yang Vein Method."
In the strong wind, waves of undetectable heat hit him, allowing him to conclude that Lin Jiu's martial arts specialty, Earth Yang Vein, followed a pure and masculine path. This pulse method training combined with sword skills can give full play to
Showing endless power, no wonder this old man gave me the feeling of being overbearing and ruthless. It turned out to be related to the Xuan Gong he practiced.
Knowing that Lin Jiu's strength was extraordinary, Feng Jueyu did not dare to overestimate it. He focused on the gap in the sword light and quickly mobilized the rich true energy in his body. With a flick of his wrist, a sword light penetrated like a needle.
In the sword light...
As the first interviewer, Feng Jueyu had two purposes. First, he wanted to see how powerful the seventh-level Shengdan was, and second, he wanted to know what grade the opponent's long sword was.
"Buzz!"
At this touch, bursts of deafening buzzing suddenly erupted on the roof. The two divine weapons were entangled together, stirring up a series of flying vitality. The violent vitality flew vertically and horizontally, making a crackling noise.
, the Lin family mansion suddenly became riddled with wounds due to the competition between the two masters...
Debris from the eaves and beams flew around, and bursts of roaring like low thunder exploded one after another. The cold dark night became brighter than daylight in the blink of an eye, all caused by the sparks sparked by the collision of the two magic weapons.
illuminate.
"Peng!"
There was a muffled sound immediately after, and the onlookers couldn't see the path of the two at first, but with the sparks illuminating them, they realized that the two were separated at the touch of a button.
Thump thump thump…
The sound of the two people's retreating footsteps came from the roof, leaving two deep dents on the roof tiles. At this time, everyone was a little confused. You must know that the strength gap between the two people is too huge. One is
The third level of elixir generation, and the other one is at the seventh level of elixir generation. There is a gap of four levels. The probability of victory and defeat is obvious. The onlookers have even thought about it. The first meeting will definitely end with Feng Jueyu at a disadvantage. Unfortunately, this is not the case.
That's what happened.
From what I can see, starting from the point where the two of them met, they took a few steps back together, and these steps were almost exactly the same, all six steps.
In the first fight, no one can use all their skills. As a test, it is normal to hold back. But holding back should be based on your preference. Since Lin Jiu is close to the realm of consciousness, it is normal to hold back again.
His hands should be stronger than Feng Jueyu's, but why does it look like no one suffered from this move?
Xihua Village was obviously extremely quiet under the moonlit night, and everyone was scratching their heads and looking like they couldn't figure out the reason...
Could it be that Lin Jiu deliberately gave way to Feng Jueyu?
It's impossible. I've never seen anyone give in to the murder of a son or grandson.
Could it be that Feng Jueyu's cultivation level is on par with Lin Jiu's?
It's impossible. There was a very obvious difference in the competition between the two strands of true energy just now.
The more everyone looked at it, the more confused they became. One by one, you looked at me and I looked at you. The boss was confused.
Just because they don't understand, it doesn't mean that the two parties involved don't understand. Feng Jueyu took the sword and it was a sword technique that he used at will. The biggest advantage of this sword technique is that he can find the weakness of the opponent's sword technique and defeat it with skill.
And with this sword, he truly tested Lin Jiu's strength.
Strong is just one word.
After one blow, Feng Jueyu's wrists were numb, and his whole arm was a little out of control. This was due to the use of Qiao Jin. If he took it head-on, he didn't know what he would become? It seems that he should be careful.
Okay, this old man is really not weak. Feng Jueyu thought.
Feng Jueyu was surprised, and Lin Jiu was even more surprised. The sword strike just now used nearly 90% of the strength. Although it was not the most elite sword strike that he had learned in his life, it was not something that ordinary people could break, even with Lin Jiu's experience.
It seems that even a master of the same level will suffer a heavy loss with that sword strike just now, let alone Feng Jueyu...
However, the reality was beyond Lin Jiu's expectation. Instead of suffering any loss, Feng Jueyu forced himself back six steps, the same number of steps he took back, without gaining any advantage.
Lin Jiu was shocked and his eyes were a little straight. This was too abnormal. Even if the sword strike just now was incredible, this phenomenon would not occur. What kind of sword technique was this that was so clever?
Looking at Feng Jueyu who had caused some trouble for him, Lin Jiu didn't say anything. When masters fight, what matters is the battle of wits and courage. Although he used 90% of his strength in the previous test and his sword skills were relatively superior, but he still
What he has learned is nothing compared to what he has learned, so he is not afraid of letting this boy take advantage, but he cannot do this next time.
Thinking of this, Lin Jiu put the long knife away and held it across his chest. He suddenly raised the knife to slash. The sharp blade slashed down. Feng Jueyu immediately raised his sword to block it. The swords collided again. This time, there was not much noise.
There was just a soft sound, and Feng Jueyu quickly used the blade of the sword to stick to the blade, raised his wrist to move downwards, and used a wrapping technique to pull Lin Jiu's blade to the roof.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the Lin family mansion almost collapsed. It was not over yet. Feng Jueyu quickly picked up the blade again, slipped his foot, got close, turned his wrist and shook the sword to stab continuously.
"Tu tu tu tu!" The three swords stabbed out wildly. Lin Jiu's face darkened. He turned his hand and held the long knife backwards and used the blade to block the three swords. He spit out a surging true energy from his left fist and hit Feng Jue.
Feather's left back shoulder.
Feng Jueyu was also unambiguous, and continued to turn his body, turning into a whirlwind to get rid of the punch. He raised his elbow and made a puff sound. He only felt that his whole shoulder was numb, but the subsequent Zhen Qi followed.
The force surged forward and opened the meridians that were stagnated by the force of the fist. He reached forward and slapped Lin Jiu's chest with his palm...
"Bang! Bang! Dang! Dang!"
Swords, knives, fists, palms, thousands of rays of light flew, and the two of them were entangled in an instant. One sword, one sword, one punch, one palm. The fight was wonderful, without any hindrance, and the blazing air waves swept across quickly.
In the Lin family mansion, two black and white intersecting qi forces occasionally interacted with each other, fighting constantly. What flickered in the sky were the fists and palms of Feng Jueyu and Lin Jiu, and the phantoms of swords and knives collided one after another.
The true vitality, which is more like a black and white colorful lotus, is splashing everywhere...
In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged more than forty moves, no matter who was the top or the bottom. Under the fierce fighting of the two masters, the entire roof of the Lin family mansion was blasted away, leaving nothing but debris. It looked like a City God's Temple without a roof. The huge
The rafters and square roof beams were blasted into several pieces, flying aimlessly in the air of the Lin family mansion...
Looking at the fierce fight between the two masters in the sky, the warriors who were watching all showed incredible expressions. The heads of the major families on the low floor followed the two figures with their mouths wide open.
Go, I can't even speak at all.
"This... is so amazing..."
"Lin Jiu can't take any advantage at all. Is that guy the third level of elixir generation?"
Wei Ming stared and rubbed his eyes no less than three or four times. It was hard to believe that everything he saw was real. This is not the strength that a third-level master of Shengdan should have. This is clearly a cultivation level close to the realm of consciousness...
The tea in Hong Mie's hand has gone cold. He has forgotten the tea in his hand since the two of them met and exchanged hands again. All this is so unreal. He cannot imagine that there is a gap of four levels of cultivation.
Feng Jueyu was able to achieve a tie with Lin Jiu. Although it was only temporary, it was not easy.
The division of warrior realms definitely has distinct characteristics. Even if the weak defeats the strong, it still depends on whether the physical strength and true energy can keep up. You must know that every punch, every palm, and every sword of Lin Jiu contains hidden power.
The power is so huge that an ordinary third-level Shengdan would be out of breath after just a few moves. But as for Feng Jueyu, it was obvious that this kid put all his strength into every move, but his true energy
But they still followed him one after another.
Looking at his swordsmanship and moves, there are no traces at all. Just like Xunbian's moves, they are all performed on the spot, and they are performed quite well without any flaws.
Hong Mie, who had just entered the Realm of Transformation Consciousness, used his spiritual consciousness to carefully analyze and observe every move Feng Jueyu made. He racked his brains and tried to find some flaws but was unable to do so. Gradually, Hong Mie broke into cold sweat.
Well, this is a young boy in his twenties who already possesses world-shattering martial arts skills. If given time, would this be enough?
"No, no, it must not be like this!" Hong Mie clutched the teacup tightly. Unknowingly, the teacup had been crushed into powder by him. But even he himself didn't know that his eyes and consciousness were always there.
He didn't move according to the changes in Feng Jueyu's moves, and the more he looked at it, the more his heart grew colder.