Furious thunder tears the sky and the earth apart!
Purple Thunder Sword Technique, seventh strike.
Simply talking about the completeness of the sword technique, combined with the holy energy, the first seven strikes are the most perfect. The eighth and ninth strikes were created by Xiang Yu himself. Although he is a genius, his sword intention is stronger and more powerful, and he is even better than the Purple Thunder Saber Technique.
The essence, but lacking much in the mystical union.
The Purple Thunder Sword Technique has seven strikes, and the sword technique naturally contains hidden meanings.
However, Lin Feng can only exert 50% of it now. To truly exert the full power of the Purple Thunder Sword Technique, he must master the secret of its fusion. Even so, the 50% power cannot be underestimated. The combination of holy energy alone contains a trace of
Austrian power
It's enough.
"Boom!" A furious thunder struck down fiercely.
The terrifying power of tearing the heavens and the earth is hidden in this move. The explosion of thousands of thunders converge into a beam of light. This is the strongest move among the first seven strikes of the Purple Thunder Sword Technique. It demonstrates the explosive power of thunder to the extreme.
The appearance directly crushed Li Han's crazy beam.
Peng!
All broken in one move.
Li Han's eyes widened, watching the ever-changing changes in the mirror's sword beam, attacking Lin Feng from various tricky angles, just like soldiers launching a surprise attack on the battlefield, but in an instant, a sky-shattering Buzhou Mountain came pressing down, and another
If the Heavenly Seal appears, it will be completely crushed and destroyed.
Ending without any suspense.
"I lost." Li Han murmured three words, his chest felt tight, and he was instantly shocked dozens of meters away.
It was just the impact of the airflow and the reaction force of the knife. Lin Feng's attack did not go directly towards Li Han. Otherwise, this move would have at least seriously injured Brother Li. Lin Feng clearly knew how powerful Zi Lei's seventh strike was. Now, compared to
The eighth and ninth strikes of the Purple Thunder Sword Technique are both stronger.
Because of the power of the netherworld and the mysterious meaning of the holy energy.
Wang Shen on the side was already dumbfounded.
He stood there blankly, with only that sword left in his eyes, and only the thunder and lightning in the clear sky, which went straight into his heart. It was a profound shock. It was the trembling of the heart. In terms of the realm of swordsmanship, he was still above Lin Feng and Li Han.
He is at the pinnacle of the Eighth Realm; but when it comes to sword skills, he is far inferior to the two of them.
For him, this was an extremely shocking lesson.
Benefited a lot!
"So strong."
"He is really strong..."
Lin Feng's sword was played in Wang Shen's mind like a movie. Watching it at close range, although it was not as clear and direct as Li Han's, he could still get a glimpse of it. Wang Shen looked at Lin Feng in front of him, and his fighting spirit had long been extinguished.
Just kidding. Just because he can beat Lin Feng?
It's simply not possible.
"Ha ha!"
"What a miserable loss."
In the open space, Li Han laughed heartily, but there was no trace of dejection in his smile. Instead, he was extremely happy: "It's great, this battle was so exciting!" He used swear words, showing that he was as happy as if he was depressed.
The energy dissipates and becomes empty.
Lin Feng smiled heartily.
Try your best to compete, no matter you win or lose.
It can be seen that Brother Li has not unleashed such a fight for a long time. After all, it is difficult to stop the trick once it is used. It's okay if you are weak. If you are equally strong, you will be injured or I will be injured. Who would be willing to compete like this if they are not close friends.
"You're so awesome." Li Han looked at Lin Feng, his eyes sparkling.
"Wang Hui, who is currently the strongest in District 1, was not as strong as you when he was in the seventh level of the cyclone stage."
Lin Feng smiled and said: "Brother Li is serious."
Li Han sighed softly, looked at Lin Feng and sighed: "A Feng, you are nineteen, right?"
Lin Feng nodded.
"It's a pity." Li Han shook his head: "If you accept the best cultivation environment and conditions from the beginning, you will definitely be able to break through to the Qiyun stage before you are eighteen years old."
Lin Feng nodded slightly.
I understand what Brother Li means. You have to reach the Qiyun stage before the age of eighteen, and you can only hope to break through and become a strong Niemo before the age of thirty. Being strong in combat is one thing, but cultivating is another matter. In Niemo
Star potential and qualifications are what are truly valued.
No matter how strong you are, being able to challenge Fei Zhou in the Qiyun period is incredible, right?
But when people practice quickly and your fighting strength can challenge Fei Zhou, they are already Zi Zhou. This is crushing at the same level.
"There is still hope." Li Han patted Lin Feng's shoulder and said earnestly: "With your qualifications and talents, entering the Xie Feng Hall is like overqualifying yourself. It is too wasteful and will squander your potential." Li Han said sternly: "You absolutely have it.
Qualifications, potential to enter a better sect."
"Hundred Sword Refining Valley, Heavenly Sword Peak, Kuangsha Sword Sect, these are all famous swordsmanship sects in the Thirty-three Continents."
"Only when you enter a large sect will you have the opportunity to go higher and further."
The voice was low, and Li Han's eyes narrowed.
Warmth flowed through Lin Feng's heart.
Brother Li is really thinking about himself. Although they have known each other for a short time, they are very attached to each other, as if they have known each other for a long time.
After all, he is from Xie Feng Hall, so being able to say these words shows his true intentions.
"I understand, thank you very much, Brother Li." Lin Feng smiled.
Li Han patted Lin Feng on the shoulder, feeling very pleased, but then he smiled boldly: "Come on, why don't you drink after the competition? Zuishanlou, I'm treating you!" Amidst the laughter, the alcohol bug broke out again, and Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh.
Le, Brother Li can really find reasons to drink.
but……
Even if Brother Li didn't mention it, I was still going to invite Brother Li back.
As the saying goes, it is disrespectful to come and not reciprocate.
"Wang Shen, are you interested in drinking together?" Li Han shouted cheerfully.
Lin Feng looked around.
He had long sensed the presence of that person in the distance, and his strength was not weak.
"Haha~" With a shy smile, Wang Shen walked out, took a deep look at Lin Feng, and then looked at Li Han: "Will it disturb you?"
"How could it be!" Li Han said cheerfully: "Drinking is of course more lively when there are more people. Are you right, Afeng?"
Lin Feng smiled and said: "That's it."
It's not bad to get to know one more classmate.
This Wang Shen seems to have a good relationship with Brother Li, and it seems...not difficult to get along with him.
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Zuishan Tower.
A group of three people sat down.
"Dude, it's the same as usual!" Li Han said casually, and it was obvious that he was a frequent visitor to Zuishan Tower.
"Okay~" the waiter responded: "What will Mr. Li drink today?"
Li Han's brows were slightly furrowed and he was silent. The fragrance of drunkenness came from the tip of his nose. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was very intoxicated. But the price of a pot of 100 Nime coins is a 'precious' thing after all. Occasionally
It's okay to drink a pot, but with his salary, he can't afford to drink it every time.
Looking at Wang Shen, Lin Feng, and Li Han, they were helpless.
One of these two people is a poor man and the other is a newbie. They don't have much money.
"Master Li, would you like to try our new wine, 'Shan Ling You', which costs 20 Niemmo coins per bottle." The waiter was very good at looking at colors and recommended it considerately.
A jar only costs 20 Niem coins.
"Well..." Li Han muttered, a little hesitant.
I want to drink good wine, but I don’t want to lose face, but after all, it’s about my own pocket, so I’m just about to make a decision, and suddenly
"No need, let's have a cup of drunken impermanence." Lin Feng said.