After getting rid of the confinement of the cold, Yuan Futu immediately distanced himself from Sun Tianwei, shrugged his shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "Finally, I succeeded. My cultivation in the Tongtian Sword Tower was not something I could just get through!"
Although two months of hard training is not too long, Yuan Futu's proficiency in various skills has increased significantly. This is also due to the endless supply of Yuanli. If other disciples are like this
If you practice hard enough, you may not be able to hold on for even five or six hours.
"In the past two months, every day, every hour, every breath, I have been practicing almost crazily. Whether it is the control of Yuanli, the arrangement of formations or the "Tianxuan Sword Art", I am better than when I first entered the sword.
Ta Shi is several times stronger, and although I have not yet reached the Dharma God realm, I am confident enough to defeat you!"
Yuan Futu gritted his teeth, knowing that he would step over Sun Tianwei's threshold no matter what.
Sun Tianwei looked solemn. It was the first time he had encountered such a powerful Hunyuan realm practitioner. He suddenly felt that Yuan Futu was much more difficult to deal with than he thought. He said in a deep voice: "The elder can actually practice the formation with his bare hands. This method is not
Everyone knows that the control of Yuanli must be extremely sophisticated, and I found that you did not use any spiritual stone to assist... Do you really choose to cultivate both Yuanli and Yuanli?"
He had just seen Yuan Futu use the two elements of wind and earth to their fullest potential. Each technique was exquisite and powerful.
Yuan Futu smiled coldly and said: "This is the result of my training in the Tongtian Sword Tower, and there are more things you can't imagine!"
"Really?" Sun Tianwei's eyes narrowed, anger rose in his brows, and he said, "Then I'll give it a try!" As he spoke, the sword in his hand glowed with blue light, forming a sword several feet long.
Qi looks like a dynamic crystal, exuding unparalleled water essence.
The water turned into ice, and the bone-chilling coldness made Yuan Futu feel that the water vapor on the surface of his skin had frozen, and his breath could not pass through the 48,000 pores, making his body become a little stiff.
call!
The sword shadow struck, causing the surrounding area to suddenly fall into ice and snow!
"Let me show you my most powerful sword!" Yuan Futu roared and stabbed out the Tianyuan Sword fiercely. However, at this moment, a gray chaotic substance seeped out of the blade.
These substances instantly transformed into various colors and flowed on the sword.
Sun Tianwei's pupils shrank suddenly, a look of shock appeared on his brows, and he said in astonishment: "This... what kind of element is this?!"
The opponent's Tianyi Holy Water Sword was condensed from the true essence of the Dharma God Realm. It was extremely powerful. Yuan Futu had no reason to fight head-on. He swung his body violently and dodged the sword shadow in an extremely dangerous manner.
Attack, but his right arm was swept by the sword energy, and thick frost formed, almost freezing his blood vessels.
Yuan Futu roared, his eyes flashed with determination to regard death as if he were going home. Only in this way can the most powerful power of Yongjian be exerted.
The fearless sword intent spread out suddenly and enveloped him. Sun Tianwei felt that seven powerful and balanced elemental forces were flowing in the space where the sword intent was.
Earth, water, fire, wind, thunder, light and darkness!
That's right! In addition to the special power of demon cultivators and demon cultivators, almost all the elemental powers of cultivators are raging in this space.
Sun Tianwei blinked, only to find that the sword was already approaching.
At this moment, all the elders, sword masters and Jian Twelve stood up on the steps. The disciples around the ring didn't even dare to blink, they were dumbfounded, but they didn't seem to believe what they were seeing.
"Why, how could he evolve seven elements and achieve a perfect balance!" Nangong Qiushui has lived for hundreds of years and has extensive knowledge, but he has never seen such a weird power.
And Shen Wuyu clenched his fists tightly, shouting in his heart that it must be the power of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure.
Jian Twelve's deeply frowned brows slowly relaxed at this moment, and said: "So it turns out that it is the power of innate chaos. According to legend, no matter how you practice any element, you will not break this innate balanced chaos. Power... No wonder he was able to fight with the sword spirit in the sword tower for such a long time. This chaos spirit treasure is indeed extraordinary!"
clang clang clang clang!
The fearless sword intent was like a tiger coming out of the mountain, continuously striking hard at Sun Tianwei's raised sword. He condensed a line of defense around him with water-based essence, but he was also shaken by the sword intent, and the surface was full of cracks.
This brave sword contains the high temperature of fire, the softness of water, the thickness of earth, the fierceness of wind, the dominance of thunder, the brightness of light, and the depth of darkness. The characteristics of the seven elements are perfectly blended together. In Yuan Buddha Tu Driven by it, the most powerful sword is formed.
He practiced hard in the sword tower all the time, without any gaps. Almost every second, he tensed his nerves and fought endlessly with the sword spirits, so that now he had unimaginable control over the evolution of the seven elements. Proficient, as if integrated into the body, you can do whatever you want and do it instantly.
Sun Tianwei's whole body was bursting with light of various colors, as if his whole body had been plunged into a violent ocean of elements, and he had no power to fight back.
boom!
With a muffled sound, the protective wall formed by his water element was finally overwhelmed and completely collapsed.
At this moment, the huge and fearless sword intent instantly converged, and thousands of sword shadows turned into the Tianyuan Sword in Yuan Futu's hand, and the seven-color light on the blade suddenly dimmed, replaced by a thick and powerful sword. Yellow light.
Incomparably pure earth energy!
"The time has come!" Yuan Futu took a deep breath, all the muscles in his body tensed up, and veins popped up on his forehead, and he roared: "Ten times the profound sword!"
Suddenly, a huge yellow sword shadow spread across the void, containing ten thousand kilograms of destructive power, and hit the flying sword in front of Sun Tianwei directly.
This flying sword is a low-grade innate spiritual treasure, and its attributes are far inferior to those of the Tianyuan Sword in all aspects.
However, as this shocking sword struck, Sun Tianwei's seemingly thin body trembled violently, and the flying sword he held tightly in his hand made a snap sound, and a crack burst out from the hilt.
This crack was only as big as a hair at first, but it spread at an alarming speed, and suddenly became as dense as a spider, covering the entire sword body.
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the flying sword completely collapsed, and countless dim-colored fragments fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.