The fourth thousand three hundred and eighty-fifth chapters
High in the sky, two figures faced each other at their peak, causing wind and thunder to roar.
Everyone below looked at the two figures with trembling eyes and excited expressions.
"Do you think that Senior Brother is this guy's opponent? Why do I have a bad premonition?"
Although Senior Brother He Han is as famous as Senior Brother, his strength should not be as good as Senior Brother. However, Senior Brother He Han was defeated by Feng Li with one move, which shows that Feng Li's strength is far superior to Senior Brother He Han. Such a comparison, Senior Brother has a better chance of winning.
It’s not big.”
This Feng Li is a nameless person in the Guiya Sect. If even his senior brother is not his opponent, then who can we, the Fengtian Ming Sect, count on?" Feng
The disciples of the Tianming Sect were discussing in low voices. Although they very much hoped that Wen Lun would win, their rationality told them that Wen Lun had no chance of winning.
On the other side, several warriors wearing grimace masks looked at Wen Lun and Feng Li. "
I didn't expect that Feng Li is so strong. It seems that our visit this time is a bit redundant."
Senior Brother Su is right, if we had known that Feng Li had such strength, we wouldn't have had to come."
"It seems that the so-called Three Heroes of Fengtian are just a name in vain. If the Fengtian Mingzong has such strength, they still want to hold a Fengtian selection. They are really humiliating themselves."
These warriors are the disciples of the Ghost Cliff Sect, and they are all the best among the third generation disciples of the Ghost Cliff Sect, ranking among the top ten.
There is even one person who ranks in the top three among the third generation disciples of the Ghost Cliff Sect, and his strength is very terrifying.
The reason why they are here is to ensure that there is no chance of failure in challenging the Fengtian Mingzong this time.
The Ghost Cliff Sect has been gaining momentum in recent years and has the potential to unify the Seven Saint Realms. No sect will be allowed to stop them at this time."
Take action!" In the void, the mysterious sword in Wen Lun's hand hung upside down. The sword energy suddenly filled the air and spread out like a vast fog, instantly covering the surrounding tens of thousands of meters of space."
Barrier!" Feng Li suddenly felt that his whole body was enveloped by a powerful sword intent. He couldn't help but frowned, but he didn't care. Instead, he sneered: "So this is the realm of the Wen family's four senses, but that's it.
Well."
The Wen family is a family of swordsmen, and the disciples in the family all practice a set of ancestral sword techniques, the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Sword.
A long time ago, there was someone in the Wen family who became the pinnacle swordsman of the Seven Cultivation Saint Realm by virtue of the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Sword.
However, the Four Awareness and Four Tribulations Sword is different from the ordinary sword art. It not only requires the warrior's swordsmanship talent, but also requires the warrior to have a strong martial arts fate.
Because the Four Awareness and Four Tribulation Swords can only explode with powerful power if they match the power of fate.
The Wen family and the Feng Gui clan are family friends, so Feng Li is no stranger to the Four Awareness and Four Tribulations Sword.
Feng Li had also seen with his own eyes the powerful seniors of the Wen family fighting with the Four Awareness and Four Tribulation Swords. However, at that time, his cultivation was too weak and he could not understand the mystery of the Four Awareness and Four Tribulation Swords.
At that time, Feng Li had personally experienced the realm of the four awakenings and four tribulations of the sword, but Feng Li only felt that the four awakenings and four tribulations in the rumors were just a rarity.
"Arrogant!" Wen Lun roared, and the black sword swept out. The sword intention suddenly exploded, and suddenly a wave of extremely powerful power surged into the sky. The unique barrier talisman matching the realm of the four senses actually connected together.
The billowing force surged directly towards Feng Li.
Feng Li's eyes darkened slightly, he tapped his foot lightly, and his figure retreated for hundreds of meters. Then his figure actually changed. His whole body seemed to become as soft as water, and he took strange dance steps in the air. This
At this moment, a layer of protective shield as light as water mist condensed outside his body, flowing continuously.
The water mist shield looks ordinary, but it can easily block the oncoming huge waves. "
Wen Lun, are these your four awakenings and four calamities?" Feng Li neutralized Wen Lun's strong offensive in an understatement, and couldn't help but sneered: "If you only have this kind of strength, it would be too disappointing."
Wen Lun's cold eyes were downcast, but he was not angry, but kept himself calm. He
Knowing how terrifying the Eight Winds Ghost Dance was, he took action first, hoping to gain the upper hand and suppress Feng Li. However,
He did not expect that Ba Feng Gui Wu could release such power in the realm of four senses, allowing Feng Li to deal with it easily. Next
The crowd looked at the vast sword mist high in the sky and could not see Wen Lun and Feng Li at all, and they were all very anxious.
The realm of four senses can isolate external perception. At this time, only a few people with special perception abilities can see the battle in the realm of four senses. Nie
The devil's eyes opened, his eyes were heavy, and he felt a little nervous.
This battle is very important to Wen Lun, and even more important to Fengtian Mingzong, so Nie Tian does not want Wen Lun to lose.
If Wen Lun loses, it will not only be a heavy blow to him, but also a big impact to the majesty of the entire Fengtian Ming Sect. Try
Think about it, the chief disciple of a dignified sect cannot even beat a low-level disciple of others. Is there any need to join such a sect? No.
Guo Nie Tian has already prepared for the worst. If Wen Lun loses, he will accept the challenge of Guiya Sect as a disciple of Fengtian Ming Sect. He
He is the Feng Emperor of the Feng Tian Ming Sect, but given his age, he can only be considered a third-generation disciple at most.
Moreover, with his strength and realm, he is very suitable to accept the challenge from the Ghost Cliff Sect. Chapter 2
After awakening the ten lifebloods, Nie Tian has not yet had a real fierce battle. Now is a good opportunity.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Lun and Feng Li had exchanged dozens of moves.
Within ten moves, although Wen Lun kept attacking and taking the initiative, Nie Tian could see that the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable to Wen Lun. Feng
Li has been on the defensive, obviously waiting for an opportunity to kill him with one blow."
Nie Tian, you don't need to be too nervous. This boy named Wen Lun is not an idiot. He has been attacking so hard and is looking for opportunities." At this time, the voice of the little fat cat sounded, and he said with a smile: "I observe, these two people are about to
To determine the winner, the final move depends on whose timing is better." Nie
Tian's eyes darkened slightly and he nodded.
At this time, in the realm of four senses, Wen Lun's figure suddenly stagnated in the air, and then hovered in the air like a sharp sword.
"What a great opportunity!" When Feng Li saw this, his pupils shrank slightly, and he shouted excitedly in his heart. Then his figure moved and turned into a black light, whistling like the wind, covering it up.
"The four senses are silent, and the heart is as still as water." Faced with Feng Li's sudden attack, Wen Lun closed his eyes directly, and his whole person seemed to have entered another state.
"Looking for death!" Feng Li was extremely quick, with a cold look on his lips, he said solemnly: "Eight Winds Ghost Dance, Killing by Windflies!"
The killing move of Feng Liao is exactly the fifth move of Ba Feng Ghost Dance, a killing move that is stronger than Han Cicada Ye Ming!
Wen Lun stood quietly, motionless, as calm as an old tree. Next
In an instant, a black light passed by, Wen Lun's body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
At this moment, Wen Lun's closed pupils suddenly opened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he uttered silent words: "For four calamities, the heaven and earth are silent, silent calamities!"