With Holy Lord Xueyue taking action personally, the situation of the war has changed drastically!
That flowing figure instantly broke through the melee sky, leaving broken arms and limbs wherever it passed!
One person is enough to turn the tide of the war, and the name of the Holy Lord is not something that can be taken lightly!
Seeing the terrifying momentum approaching Yi Feng!
The young man in black and the other two brothers also looked solemn and were about to attack.
Sudden!
A sword cry echoed across the heaven and earth, resounding like a dragon's roar!
"Buzz!"
Everyone looked back after hearing the sound, but no one saw when he drew his sword. They only saw the long sword in Yi Feng's hand flashing with light. Looking at the cold light on the sword, thousands of monks showed fear and gave in.
The man struck the Holy Lord with a sword, and the terrifying sword intent instantly escaped into the air, spreading like a thread!
Looking at that kind of vision, the Holy Lord's eyes also darkened.
"Dacheng Sword Intent!"
A murmur caused the battlefield in the sky to fall into silence!
As everyone knows, sword cultivators are the most powerful and rare among Taoists, and those who can comprehend the meaning of the sword are even rarer!
At a young age, Yi Feng has already entered a profound realm, and even comprehended the Dacheng Sword Intent. This kind of talent has not been heard of for hundreds of years!
this moment.
The monks all over the sky were shocked. Looking at the two intertwined and expanding terrifying auras, they kept retreating and retreating, as if they were witnessing the sun and the moon shining together!
In just a few breaths, the battle between the two had changed the color of the world.
After fighting with the unpredictable sword intent and fingering skills for hundreds of times, the Holy Lord's expression became more solemn!
As he roared, Xueyue Holy Land's most powerful technique was unleashed in front of the world!
"graft!"
Two fingers were raised together, and endless spiritual power was released.
This is the secret martial skill of Xueyue Holy Land. It can absorb the spiritual power of many geniuses and use it for their use. The spiritual power is more than ten times higher than that of ordinary monks of the same level.
At this moment, with one finger of the Holy Lord's full strength, two white rainbows visible to the naked eye have condensed!
However.
The terrifying spiritual power that made Fang Yuan's face change to horror, fell into the eyes of the young man in black and others, but it did not cause even the slightest disturbance. Instead, they saw these three guys looking speechless and sleepy, and making heartless comments.
"That's it?"
"This Holy Lord Xueyue doesn't seem to be very good either."
"Except for his cultivation level being slightly higher than that of Brother Yi, his combat power is at a disadvantage in all aspects, and his spiritual power is nothing more than that."
After hearing these few words, the disciples of Snowland Holy Land widened their eyes in anger!
But before they had time to refute, they saw Yi Feng sweeping forward with his sword. The sword intent and spiritual power he wielded were intertwined, and the scale was far greater than the Holy Lord's finger!
Looking at the exaggerated sword light, the Holy Lord's eyes widened in shock.
next moment.
The sonic boom shook the world!
"Bang!"
The terrifying spiritual power only lasted a moment, and the Holy Lord was swallowed up by the endless sword intent and spiritual power. His whole body was covered with scars, and he fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string!
Even though he was in great embarrassment, the horror in his eyes was still hard to calm down!
"this……"
"This is impossible!"
"I have cultivated and absorbed the cultivation of twenty cauldrons to reach my current state. Why do you have spiritual power that far exceeds mine!"
Perhaps out of anger, or perhaps out of unwillingness and shock, Holy Lord Xue Yue actually admitted the scandal of cultivating the Cauldron in person during the battle in front of everyone, which made the members of the New Sword Sect look with disdain!
At the same time, it also made the young men in black laugh out loud!
"Tsk, tsk, after absorbing so many people's cultivation, you are still rubbish!"
"With this level, can it still call itself a holy land?"
"I thought I could have a good fight, but I am so disappointed!"
"Brother Yi has absorbed most of the precious materials from the treasure house and the secret realm, which is enough for ordinary people to use for thousands of years. What does the cultivation of twenty people mean?"
Just a few sentences are more heart-wrenching and murderous!
A treasure material that was enough to last for thousands of years was absorbed by one person?!
What an astonishing opportunity this is!
Is this perverted body still a human being?
That’s outrageous!
After hearing the terrifying truth, the remaining half of the disciples of Xueyue Holy Land were stunned. They looked up at Yi Feng holding the sword in the air, with fear in their eyes!
Even the dying Holy Lord stared blankly at the white-clothed figure with a long sword in the sky, seemingly suffering a big blow.
It wasn't until he heard the laughter of several people that a look of shame, anger and resentment burst out in his eyes.
The corners of his mouth were bleeding and he laughed out loud!
"Hahaha……"
"How can your descendants be able to imagine the secrets of my Holy Land!"
"Don't think that once you gain power by chance, everything will be lost!"
Saying that, the Holy Master struggled to get up and use the magic formula. A jade tablet appeared in front of him, poured spiritual power into the jade tablet, and then knelt down and roared!
"Ancestor!"
"A powerful enemy is invading, and my disciple is brave enough to ask you to come to our aid!"
A roar shook the heavens and the earth.
Everyone was so shocked that they felt an indescribable sense of oppression falling from the sky, as if it was hard to see clearly due to drizzle, but it enveloped everything silently!
"What a terrifying pressure!"
"This level of spiritual consciousness is simply inhuman!"
There were tremors in the crowd, and many people felt a chill in their backs.
Yi Feng and the three brothers also felt an unprecedented sense of crisis at this moment.
next moment.
A ripple spread in the sky, and an old man with white hair and beard stepped out!
His face is full of traces of time, and his long eyebrows cover up the light in his eyes. Although there is no excess spiritual power fluctuation in his body, he exudes a profound demeanor that makes thousands of monks awe!
Seeing that man appear, Holy Master Xueyue and his disciples knelt down in excitement!
"Greetings to the ancestor!"
The old man lowered his eyes and glanced at the mess on the ground, his eyes full of disappointment. He glanced at the thousands of figures of the New Sword Sect, and the expression on his face never changed at all, as if everything was just an ant in his eyes.
It wasn't until he saw the embarrassment of Holy Lord Xue Yue that he spoke in a deep and dignified voice.
"Disciple."
"You disappoint me so much!"
"In recent years, there have been very few decent cauldron tributes, so that's it. After all, it's hard to find a talented person - it's understandable, but now you can't even protect the reputation of my holy land. You have been bullied to this extent. Do you know whether you are guilty!"
Hearing the sound, Holy Lord Xue Yue quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy, and then pointed at Yi Feng in the sky and quibbled!
"Forgive me, ancestor!"
"It's not my disciple who is incompetent, it's because this cauldron is too powerful. He is young, but he has extraordinary opportunities. He has absorbed countless treasures from heaven and earth and his cultivation level has soared. He has also created a powerful force to seek revenge. Disciple has tried his best, but he really can't resist it.
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"This boy's spiritual power is very deep. I'm afraid there are still lingering traces of precious materials in his blood, which is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary cauldrons!"
Following the instructions of Holy Lord Xue Yue, the old man looked at Yi Feng with a hint of greed in his eyes.
"Sword Intent?"
"Well, yes, he is indeed a good seedling. If I can absorb this cauldron, I may also be able to understand the sword's intention!"
Saying that, the old man slowly raised his feet and stepped out.
One step is a thousand feet, and the ground is reduced to an inch!
In the blink of an eye, Yi Feng saw him strike out with a palm, forcing Yi Feng back a hundred feet away. If he had not experienced several life and death crises and had different experience with enemies than ordinary people, he might have been injured by this move!
The flash of lightning stunned all the monks in the audience!
The young man in black and the toad and the snail looked at each other, and there was pressure in their eyes!
"This old bastard has something, let's go together!"
next moment.
The four brothers took action together, with fierce attacks. The light of swords and shadows were full of spiritual power, and they surrounded Tianji tightly.
However.
However, the old man did not fall into a disadvantage. He continued to deflect the attacks with his palms, as if he was walking in a new court, looking a little relaxed.
"Not bad."
"I like these four cauldrons very much!"
With a casual smile, the old man's eyes became even more greedy!
This expression completely offended the young man in black!
"Ding, your uncle!"
"Old bastard, you are really like a toad looking at a swan. You look ugly but you think you are beautiful!"
"With a guy like you, you want to absorb our brother's cultivation!?"
With a loud shout, the young man in black suddenly launched a fierce offensive, making moves without any plan. His palms, fists and fingers kept changing, and his thoughts came out wherever he wanted!
The seemingly chaotic moves are actually smooth and flawless, and each move is filled with terrifying murderous intent that makes people shiver down their backs!
Seeing the young man in black taking action with all his strength, the four Yi Feng brothers also unleashed all their fighting spirit, revealing all their trump cards!
suddenly.
All kinds of terrifying tricks spread and explode in the sky!
The old man suddenly became overwhelmed, and panic kept appearing in his eyes!
"Is this... the way to kill?"
"kendo?!"
"Swallow...?"
"What the hell is this acid mist?!"
After only a few rounds of fighting again, the old man was unable to parry and retreated repeatedly, with an unbelievable look of panic in his eyes!
"This is impossible!"
"You juniors, at such a young age, how come you have already realized your own path of cultivation and even begun to take shape in this realm?!"
With one exclamation, the whole place changed color!
For cultivators, the word "Dao Dao" is a dream that can only be heard but not expected. Only the legendary and talented people can have a chance to touch it.
But the four brothers now have some sense of it, so their combat power has soared, enough to fight across the ranks!
This is really a monster!
No one dares to believe it.
In my lifetime, I can actually witness four monsters appearing at the same time!
As the four Yi Feng brothers revealed all their methods, ancestor Xue Yue was retreating steadily, with a look of frustration and regret in his eyes!
He originally thought that he could get some good cauldrons this time.
did not expect……
This cauldron is so big that it can crush a person to death!
But within a few breaths, the rare surprise turned into suffocating terror!
Ancestor Xue Yue is surrounded by all kinds of power of the Tao. Even if it is only in prototype, it is the power of the supreme Tao. It is definitely not comparable to low-level means such as worldly martial arts. An occasional scratch will make him injured!
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands.
What's more, now he is facing eight casserole-sized fists!
Ancestor Xue Yue, whose life span was about to expire, simply could not withstand the ravages of the power of the great avenue, and soon ended up with his body and soul extinguished, and the disciples of the Snowy Holy Land were so frightened that they fled in all directions!
Less than half a day.
The Holy Land of Snow Moon, which had flourished for thousands of years, was destroyed by the New Sword Sect in one fell swoop.
The blood feud for many years was finally avenged, and all grievances were settled. The reputation of the patriarch Yi Feng and the three guardians of the law has since then shocked the thirteen countries of Nanzhou and been admired by millions of people!