More than five hundred moves have been passed, and there are only two words left in Ning Yao's impression, that is, powerful...
This Feng Jueyu seems to be young, but actually possesses extremely high cultivation. His strength is impeccable. He looks like the second or third level of Lingxu, but in fact he can be compared with the seventh level of Lingxu. The reason is that Ning Yao
You know, that's because his level of spiritual magic and divine power is much higher than his status as the "Xiao Hailiu", the source of heaven and earth.
It is the divine power of fire magic that is ranked in the Heavenly Rank...
Seeing the source of Feng Jueyu's fire spirit magic power, Ning Yao felt a feeling of unwillingness to admit defeat. In order to practice, she left her beloved senior brother Xiang and followed her master to the Black Abyss Sea to practice day and night for ninety years.
It took a lot of hard work and energy to get the unparalleled spiritual power that I have now without leaving the world.
However, Feng Jueyu, who was less than thirty years old, was on par with her because she had obtained the source of heaven. Ning Yao suddenly wanted to ask God what was fair.
After five hundred moves, Ning Yao no longer only had brother-killing hatred for Feng Jueyu in her heart, but also felt jealousy.
"Yao'er, the Xiao Hailiu you practice is the origin of water. If you meet a master with a similar level of cultivation in the future, you must see clearly. If the opponent is using the origin of heaven, don't force it. Run away if you can, otherwise
You are definitely no match for the other party, remember, remember."
The more she thought of this sentence, the more resentful Ning Yao became. Spiritual magic and divine power cannot be changed. Once you achieve a status, you can only possess the origin of the status forever. Unless you get a master of self-cultivation or a treasure at the level of a spiritual treasure, you can change your destiny. But
Lingbao and self-taught masters are rare, so where can you get them?
As for Feng Jueyu, a young boy, what he got was heavenly fire. Where could fairness come from?
"Heavenly Fire, you kid is so lucky. Why do you have Heavenly Fire while I, the fairy, can only practice Heavenly Water? This is unfair..." Ning Yao was resentful and dissatisfied in her heart, precisely because her master had followed him.
Those words he said.
Jealousy and resentment grew in her heart, and Ning Yao's eyes became much more ferocious. If anyone saw Ning Yao's cold eyes at this time, no one would dare to approach her even if her appearance was stunning. This shows that her character is indeed the same.
Snakes and scorpions.
Filled with resentment, Ning Yao's long sleeves danced wildly, and her delicate palms raised a violent wave, like a tsunami, and headed towards Feng Jueyu.
To deal with a master with heavenly fire, Ning Yao's strength has reached more than 70%...
Feeling the waves rising from the opposite side, Feng Jueyu did not dare to be careless. He turned around, and the incandescent fire rings on both wrists continued to expand, and the diameter was vaguely half a meter in size.
Under the urging, all the energy coming from his limbs burned into the divine power of the Fire Spirit Magic, forming a white wall of fire several meters long and several feet high in front of him...
"boom!"
The tsunami surge came overwhelmingly in the form of true energy, hitting the wall of fire and evaporating a large amount of white mist. The surging inner energy was filled with the aura of destruction under the influence of spiritual power.
Hit by a tsunami-like energy, Feng Jueyu's heart suddenly sank, and a sullen breath seemed to be stuck in his throat, which was extremely uncomfortable.
He knew that this was the effect of Ning Yao's spiritual power being purified to a certain extent. From this point of view, the other party was far more immersed in the cultivation of spiritual power than he was.
It does not mean that possessing the origin of heaven makes you invincible. To crush the origin of status, the cultivation of the origin of heaven and earth depends on how much the warrior understands the origin.
Zhi Wucai once told himself that after obtaining the spiritual power, especially self-study, he must constantly improve the compatibility between the martial arts and the spiritual power, so that the meridians, the physical body, and even every hair on the body are in harmony with the spiritual power.
Only with the perfect fusion of magical and divine power can the power of spiritual magic and divine power be brought out more perfectly. Feng Jueyu knew that he was still far from reaching the level Zhiwucai said. At the moment, he could only rely on constant urging.
Only with the spiritual power of the real energy to strengthen the fire wall can Ning Yao's offensive be blocked.
Analyzing from the perspective of overall strength, Ning Yao's understanding of spiritual power is more lasting and profound than hers, and her advantages lie in the infinite true energy brought by the thousands of alchemy orifices opened innately and the source of heaven versus the source of status.
of repression.
Only when the two are balanced can they be evenly matched, otherwise you will have lost your armor a long time ago.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu is not discouraged. Since his innate superiority is far superior to that of his opponent, he must fully display his superior side, so that he can turn defeat into victory...
With this thought in his mind, Feng Jueyu frowned slightly, and there was a crackling sound all over his body. All the elixir orifices were opened, and infinite true energy surged from the sea of qi, which immediately made up for the lack of the fire wall. The next moment, Feng Jueyu used his fire eyes to
Jin Qing focused her eyes, and immediately saw the weak point of the wave. If she stepped wrong, fire clouds flew under her feet, and the flames overflowed...
Being passively beaten is not the personality of Feng Da Killer. His strength lies in sneak attacks and strong attacks. In a flash of thought, Feng Jueyu withdrew one hand, and transformed his true energy into incandescent fire. He first retracted and then released, and hit the wall of fire hard with his palm energy.
above...
A loud scream resounded, and part of the fire wall suddenly cracked open, forming a fire palm-shaped palm print. It broke through the offensive of the sea tide, rushed out from one side of the gap, and blasted towards Ning Yao's body.
Chest...
Ning Yao's wave of waves is the power of the sea. To use a common saying, it is a range-type offensive. It can kill a large area, but it is a bit weak in some areas. The palm power of Feng Jueyu's heavenly position can naturally and easily push the waves.
The offensive completely collapsed, and the palm print flew out and reached his chest in the blink of an eye.
Ning Yao's expression of resentment became more and more intense. Man Miao turned her body in the air and withdrew all her spiritual power. Then she danced her sleeves and swirled wildly, and a huge vortex appeared, and she barely managed to catch the fire seal.
, but despite this, the fierce flame power was still transmitted from her delicate palms to her body. The fire evaporated when it met the water, and most of her true energy was consumed in an instant...
An extremely terrifying internal energy was destroying her spiritual power like a meat grinder. Ning Yao's heart sank so hard that she couldn't hold back her breath, and her internal organs were suddenly damaged.
Feeling the fierce strength of Feng Jueyu, she did not dare to compete with her, and danced her robe crazily to take away the wave of fire. Then she stepped on the clouds and water of smoke with her lotus feet and withdrew five feet away...
The two of them were separated at the first touch, and neither of them gained any benefit. The unanimous feeling of suffocation was transmitted to the nerves, which slowed down the fierce fight, and the two of them gasped for breath.
"This mother-in-law is so tight." Feng Jueyu was shocked. You must know that although the move he just made cannot be called a brilliant move, it still used 80 to 90% of his Yuan Power in terms of strength. He thought that at least
Ning Yao, who was able to beat her, vomited blood, but it actually had little effect. As a result, Feng Jueyu had to think about how to deal with Ning Yao later.
Feng Jueyu was shocked, and Ning Yao was equally shocked. The whirlpool offensive before could be said to be an extremely advanced martial arts technique, called: Whirlpool Scroll, which can increase the power of spiritual magic by at least 20%. It is so amazing
The stunt could only take away the opponent's fire palm, but could not continue the next offensive, which really made her frustrated...
"No wonder Brother Xiang died in your hands. You are really different from others."
After hearing what he said and what he meant, Feng Jueyu felt slightly relieved and jokingly said: "Fairy Ning praised me, but I still have more methods that I haven't used yet. Isn't it too early to praise me now?"
Ning Yao raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Feng Jueyu, don't be so arrogant. Although I didn't have the upper hand in the previous move, you were also seriously injured. After a while, I'll see if you will still be like this."
So tough-talking..."
Ning Yao was right. Feng Jueyu was indeed injured just now. The damage to his meridians was nothing. The key point is that the feminine impulse is still affecting his performance. It would be difficult to deliver the same palm as before.
Already.
After Ning Yao finished speaking, she didn't stop. She opened her hands, and two blue smoke-like water vapors shot up into the sky. On her left and right arms, two water dragons were formed. She circled her palms slightly, and two water dragons sprayed out.
Splashing crystal water droplets rolled in crazily...
The two of them had been fighting for a long time, and most of the attacks were in the shape of true energy. The strength of the palm fists was just a virtual form, which was not practical. But now, Feng Jueyu's eyes suddenly widened,
Those two water dragons were so real. Ning Yao could actually use her true energy to turn water into water, and she could also condense water dragons as thick as buckets. Feng Jueyu's eyes were blinded by this.
He thought he could not achieve such an ability. Even the fire wall was made of half spiritual power and half true vitality. It was in two different realms from the water dragon technique that had perfected spiritual power...
He frowned, not daring to think too much, and retreated wildly. The two water dragons followed closely, even faster. After only retreating five feet, Feng Jueyu was caught by the water dragon and could not escape.
When Feng Jueyu felt a chill coming over him, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
The water dragon is just a way to trap himself. Feng Jueyu has already felt that Ning Yao's killer move is now and will appear soon.
"Go to hell." Sure enough, when the water dragon wrapped around Feng Jueyu's whole body, Ning Yao raised her jade finger, pointed it in the air, and a water arrow shot out, piercing her throat. At the same time,
Feng Jueyu looked at the slightly sunken wrinkles on Ning Yao's forehead and temples...
This move would consume so much spiritual power that Ning Yao would be unable to maintain her youthful and beautiful appearance...
"Oops." Feng Jueyu's expression suddenly changed. Without thinking too much, almost subconsciously, a majestic true energy was transformed into spirit armor. Under the incandescent fire, the spirit armor suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
The white robe-like spirit armor actually turned into reality in an instant, as if a rather domineering battle suit had sealed all the vital points below Feng Jueyu's throat...
"Dang!" The water arrow hit Feng Jueyu's throat hard, but there was no dull sound that penetrated the body. Instead, it made a roar like gold and stone clashing.
Ning Yao's beautiful eyes suddenly closed and she bit her lip tightly: "Holy Armor?"
PS: Well, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to update it once a day. I felt it wasn't in place during the crucial night, so I really didn't dare to write it out easily. This is the third update on the 11th. I sent it to you. It's a little late. I'm sorry for that.