Zuo Shengshi's sword move was like thunder on the ground. It suddenly exploded and appeared in front of Tang Feng, which made him startled again.
At this moment, blood was still dripping from his shoulder, and he couldn't care anymore. The opponent's sword was so fast that he didn't even have a chance to use the Dragon Fist.
In a hurry, he only had time to form a dragon shield in front of him, and the sword energy swept over him, rushing over and breaking his shield on the spot.
Tang Feng suddenly retreated continuously, but before he could stop himself, the Holy Envoy on the right seemed to have been prepared, and swung out a sword from the darkness, the sword energy roared through the wind, and the speed was extremely fast.
"Dragon Fist!" Tang Feng gritted his teeth and did not look back. Even without looking back, he had already noticed that he fired eight dragon fists in one go, intertwined with each other and rushed out with a roar.
The Jinlong fist was so fierce and domineering that even though the opponent was a powerful Zhenyuan Martial Lord, the sword energy he swung was broken through, and even his men were shaken back by the fist force.
"What a good boy, you can still block my sword moves!" The Right Holy Envoy couldn't help but be furious. Although he was knocked back, he was not injured.
The Sword Master Palace has been passed down for more than 300 years, and Miyamoto Musashi is also known as the Sword Master who is rare to see in a century. Among them, the most powerful secret skill is naturally the sword move.
In particular, the Nine Heaven-Destroying Sword Moves created by Miyamoto Musashi are even more famous all over the world.
The Right Saint believed that he had learned 60% of Miyamoto Musashi's skills in this sword move, but even so, he was actually defeated by a small sixth-level master.
"Six Sky-Destroying Swords!" The Right Saint clenched his teeth, and all the true energy in his body was released. He held the sword with both hands, and in one breath, he actually swung out six swords.
The six true sword energies intertwined vertically and horizontally, forming a sword formation, roaring towards him.
Although the heavy rain was still falling heavily, wherever the sword formation went, the rainwater was washed away, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Tang Feng.
"The power of these six heaven-slaying sword formations is too strong. Although they can compete with each other, there is the Zuo Holy Envoy next to them, watching eagerly. We cannot give him a chance!"
Tang Feng thought to himself, his hands were already forming seals, and he shouted coldly: "Sacred fire reflection, projection!"
As the cold shouts fell, five Tang Feng suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Although the five Tang Fengs who suddenly appeared were just phantoms, at first glance they were not much different from Tang Feng himself.
The only difference is that this is just a virtual shadow, an image projected by the divine fire when it reflects itself.
Since it is an image, it does not have any attack capabilities, and its only function is to confuse the opponent.
Of course, if the Three Thousand Divine Fires are cultivated to perfection, then under the reflection of the Three Thousand Divine Kingdoms, a real clone will appear. This clone will have the same fighting power as the original body.
But so far, Tang Feng is far from reaching that step.
However, the divine fire illumination skill he used shocked all the Fuso ninjas present. Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed: "What is this? How come this kid can actually use the long-lost supreme ninjutsu of our Fuso island nation?"
The method of shadow clone?"
This is not a supreme ninjutsu shadow clone method. Of course, Tang Feng didn't bother to pay attention to it. When it was projected, his true self was immediately hidden in it.
The right holy envoy immediately lost his target, and the six heaven-cutting sword energy naturally lost its accuracy. At that moment, he had no choice but to cover all six people.
In this way, the power of the sword array will undoubtedly be greatly reduced. The sword array, with its surging destructive power, will crush the five reflected phantoms on the spot.
However, Tang Feng himself directly stretched out the claws of the Void Golden Dragon and broke one of the sword energy. As soon as the sword formation was broken, he immediately rose into the sky and charged towards the Right Holy Envoy.
"Golden Dragon Fist!" In one breath, Tang Feng punched thirty-two Golden Dragon Fists. In just an instant, the surging fist force engulfed You Sheng Envoy completely.
The Right Holy Envoy was startled, seeing that this level of attack was enough to pose a threat to him. He swung his sword repeatedly, and sword energy roared out.
The Golden Dragon Fist was extremely overbearing. After breaking the opponent's sword energy, he rushed straight over like a tiger descending a mountain. He rushed towards the lower abdomen of the right holy envoy, breaking his true energy shield and sending him flying.
"Claw of the Void!" Tang Feng shouted coldly and angrily, stretched out the golden dragon claw and grabbed it straight towards his throat.
He could see that the Holy Envoy on the right was weaker among the two. Only by getting rid of this person first could he have a chance of winning.
"Seeking death!" Zuo Shengshi was furious and waved out two sword energy, blocking Tang Feng's path forward.
"Dragon Roar Transformation!" Tang Feng seemed to have already predicted that he would attack from behind. He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out, and a terrifying dragon roar sound wave rushed out, dispersing his sword energy on the spot.
Originally, Saint Zuo wanted to charge forward, but under the violent sound wave impact, his whole body was driven back.
Tang Feng was already in the air and continued to kill the right envoy.
The right holy envoy's expression changed, he waved his hands repeatedly while gritting his teeth, and his sword energy immediately roared out.
However, he still underestimated the speed of Tang Feng's movement. Although the true sword energy was fierce and sharp, Tang Feng's whole body was like a dragon flying through the void, passing through the gap of the sword energy in the blink of an eye.
A dragon punch was thrown, and the right holy envoy had no time to take action. He received a punch in the lower abdomen and let out a scream. He curled up and fell backwards.
"Claw of the Void, die!" Tang Feng's golden right hand had been stretched out.
"What a boy, do you think I don't exist?" With a fierce and furious voice, the Zuo Holy Envoy came up from the air, raised his sword with both hands, and slashed it out of thin air.
"Three thousand divine fires, light up!" Tang Feng had no choice but to abandon the holy envoy on his right, leapt to grab the sword, and formed seals with both hands. The divine fire in his body immediately shone brightly, and his aura began to surge.
"Golden Dragon Fist!" This time, Tang Feng took a long, deep breath, and then in one breath, he unleashed a total of seventy-seven forty-nine golden dragon fists.
At this moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, even the heavy rain was washed away, and the entire square outside the ancestral hall was enveloped by the power of his Golden Dragon Fist.
Zuo Shengshi's expression suddenly changed. He really couldn't believe that this boy was only at the sixth level of Qiao Qiao, but the move he performed was so terrifying. The power was even comparable to that of the fifth level Martial Lord of True Essence.
He instinctively wanted to retreat, but the Jinlong Fist Strength had enveloped him and he could no longer retreat. At that moment, he could only grit his teeth, mobilize all the true energy in his body, and swing his sword repeatedly.
It's just that his true energy was too weak and couldn't stop the majestic Golden Dragon Fist. Suddenly, his whole body was hit hard and flew away.
When Tang Feng saw this, he did not pursue any more. He just shouted coldly: "The so-called Fuso Sword Saint Palace is nothing more than this. The uncle is gone and we will never see you again!"
Before he could finish his words, the man had already risen into the air, rushed up to the roof, and swept towards the coast at high speed.
At the same time, there was finally movement in a small thatched hut on the top of the mountain where the Juggernaut Palace was located.
