Elder Feng was stunned for a moment, feeling as if he had been punched, and all his murderous intent was suppressed.
At this time, the Yinxiao Ghost King sneered: "Old Feng, don't overestimate your capabilities. If you want to kill Fang Luo, you have to pass me first. I don't know if your cultivation has improved. If you can kill me,
, I can’t control other things.”
Elder Feng's eyes widened, his throat squirmed, and he felt like blood was about to spurt out.
He now has the urge to fly into a rage. What is this? You, the Howling Ghost King, are obviously the elders of our Ten Thousand Swords Alliance. Why are you completely turning towards Fang Luo now? What kind of abilities does this kid have? What kind of ecstasy soup has he poured into you?
At this time, Jianyang also said word by word: "Elder Feng, this battle is related to my practice of swordsmanship. I have reached an agreement with my master before coming here. If you stop me, you will be disobeying my master."
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Jianyang's master is a deputy master-level being of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance and a Martial Emperor-level being.
Now, for the sake of Fang Luo, Jianyang did not give him any face, and directly raised his master to suppress Elder Feng.
Elder Feng's complexion suddenly turned purple, a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and he almost vomited it out.
What the hell is this? He was originally an elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, but now he is still working for his enemy. Forget about this, you Jianyang is also a true disciple of our Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, and now you are slapping me in the face.
?I just want to kill my enemy, who am I offending?
Fortunately, he had been an elder for many years and had a very high state of mind, so he forcibly suppressed the blood.
But his face was extremely ugly. He had been slapped in the face repeatedly. As an elder, his face was completely ruined.
If he just gives up, how will Elder Feng behave in the future?
If he doesn't give up, what can he do? Offend the deputy leader and kill the Yin Xiao Ghost King? He would be too stupid to do this!
Fang Luo's face was expressionless. He was not afraid of the people from the Wanjian Alliance at all, but Jianyang's reaction aroused his interest.
He did not hesitate to carry out his master and suppress Elder Feng, but also wanted to fight with himself.
He could also feel that Jianyang's murderous intention towards him was not a kind of hatred, but a kind of killing intention that was ignited when he encountered a well-matched opponent.
This kind of person has very few emotions and six desires, and only has the word "war" in his mind. He feeds war with war, making himself stronger.
"The Ten Thousand Swords Alliance is worthy of being the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance. This Jianyang is indeed an incredible genius and should not be underestimated..." Fang Luo thought to himself, "I haven't encountered such a talented genius for a long time... now
My blood is boiling too."
Fang Luo's goal is to defeat Xiao Tianyu, become the first genius of the Northwest Dynasty, and enter the Nine-Nine Supreme Sect.
The current Jianyang is also his opponent on this road.
In this battle, he must not retreat.
Fang Luo let out a long breath, did not look at Jianyang, but looked at Elder Feng, and said calmly: "Elder Feng, I am standing here now, even if you kill me, you can't kill me. The sky crystal chalcedony is still there
Down here, how about this, I will fight with Jianyang, and whoever wins will get the sky crystal chalcedony. And make a thunder oath, how about that?"
"The sky crystal chalcedony belongs to me..." Elder Feng yelled subconsciously.
Immediately after Yin Xiao Ghost King and Jianyang, they were instantly thrown away from the cold
The look in his eyes made him tremble.
Jianyang stepped out at this time, with a calm face, and said: "You and I are fighting. I don't want to participate in anything else, only fighting. As for the sky crystal chalcedony, except for you and me, let them both
,how?"
"good."
Fang Luo narrowed his eyes, and a flash of lightning flashed.
When the Yinxiao Ghost King saw this situation, he laughed loudly, "Since the two geniuses are going to fight here, I won't stay here anymore. I will go and get this Heavenly Crystal Chalcedony first..."
How could Xia Duoduo talk nonsense? He quickly followed the Yin Howling Ghost King and shot towards the trench.
"You dare!"
When Elder Feng saw that the situation had become like this, even though he had great murderous intent in his heart, he could only grit his teeth secretly, summoned a group of geniuses, and hurried towards the trench.
Fang Luo and Jianyang were alone on the entire trench.
Neither of them said a word, but looked at each other, as if all time and space had stopped at this moment.
If you are careful, you will be able to discover that this is an invisible contest, a confrontation between the mind and the heart.
Today, Fang Luo is called a peerless genius, with talent comparable to Xiao Tianyu. Jianyang is also a top talent, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Qi Sea Realm. He is also the second-ranked genius in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Alliance.
One has just become famous, and the other has been famous for a long time.
The minds between the two of them must contain their own wills and collide with each other.
"Fang Luo." Jianyang spoke first, with a very calm tone, saying: "I paid attention to you when you became famous. If I hadn't learned that you were coming to destroy the Imperial Sea this time, I probably wouldn't have come.
Because the goal of my trip is you, to use your reputation as a peerless genius to hone the supreme swordsmanship in my hands."
Fang Luo narrowed his eyes and said, "I agreed to fight with you because I want to use you to sharpen the magic knife in my hand."
"Sword?" A gleam of light flashed in Jian Yang's eyes, and then his voice became extremely loud like an erupting volcano: "From the day I was born, I only have swords in my eyes, and the sword is my life.
, the sword is everything to me. Today, I will let you use the sword in your hand to fight with my sword, a battle where someone must fall!"
The last sound of Jianyang's words exploded like a thunderbolt.
He didn't pause at all, and took a big step. His terrifying body actually tore a vacuum out of the sea water.
In just one breath, Jianyang's big fist had already shrouded Fang Luo, and a huge circle of Gang Qi was enveloped between his fists, forming a vortex of Gang Qi.
His punch was no longer a simple punch, but an invisible sword.
"Hahaha, good time, I didn't expect your body to be so powerful!" Fang Luo let out a hearty laugh, and then his body, a majestic power, revived at the same time, like an ancient
The monster raised its head.
The two powerful bodies collided instantly, and a huge roar exploded in all directions.
The two of them had already attacked each other with hundreds of moves in just one breath, each move was fatal and their power erupted. The sea water around them centered around them all boiled, as if it had been boiled.
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This is a pure physical collision, and every move directly penetrates the soul.
Fang Luo's whole person has an unprecedented...
Pleasure, he really didn't expect that Jianyang's body was so powerful, and could be on par with him. To guide himself, just in terms of physical strength, Fang Luo's current strength is comparable to that of the Qi Sea Realm.
Yae exists!
"Earthfire roars!"
Fang Luo grabbed Jianyang's fists, looked down from a high position, opened his mouth suddenly, and the earth fire roared out.
"I am a sword, and the sword is my body, cut!"
Jianyang's entire body did not struggle at all, but a majestic edge came from his body, surging upwards, tearing apart the earth fire in an instant, and slashed towards Fang Luo.
Fang Luo's hands trembled, and he separated his body like a swimming fish. He opened the distance and completely dodged the sword edge.
"Yes, yes, your strength is indeed extraordinary." Jianyang's eyes showed a hint of joy. This kind of joy is the joy of meeting an opponent, and said: "If that is the case, then I will no longer hold back and directly draw the sword!"
After his words fell, a huge buzzing roar suddenly came from his body.
The ancient sword hadn't even surfaced yet, but it had already shot out wisps of sword light through Jianyang's body, cutting through the surrounding seawater layer by layer, showing how powerful the edge was.
Whoa, a bright cold light shone in the sea water, and Jian Yang finally had a sword in his hand.
This sword is completely silver without any impurities. From a distance, it looks like a sharp edge has been caught in the hand.
Fang Luo was shocked. The moment the sword came out, he felt like he was being pierced all over his body. He exclaimed: "This sword is indeed extraordinary. It has not yet exploded in combat power.
This sharp edge can already kill the enemy. Awesome, awesome!"
He expressed his sincere admiration without any deception.
The sharp edge of this silver sword must have reached the power of 70% of the spiritual treasure, and it also contains a trace of spirituality, which is no small matter.
And Fang Luo can feel that there seems to be some power contained in this sword. It is even more extraordinary if it is not stimulated!
"Since you have drawn your sword to treat me, I will definitely draw my sword in return!"
Facing such a powerful opponent, Fang Luo's blood began to boil. With a thought in his heart, the Four Demon Swords suddenly unsheathed.
Chichichi... The moment the Four Demon Swords appeared, a terrifying edge swept out, cutting into pieces the surrounding seawater layer by layer. It didn't look like it was being held by the Yin Howling Ghost King, it was dead silent.
Cold, but completely awakened, with a high fighting spirit, as if he would fly out at any time and kill all challengers.
The entire surrounding area of Fang Luo was shrouded in a huge edge, and the devilish aura was overwhelming.
"What a sword!" A look of surprise flashed through Jianyang's eyes, and he glanced towards Fang Luo.
Fang Luo also happened to look over, and their eyes collided with each other again in the seabed, creating a huge spark of fighting spirit.
At the same time, the Four Demonic Swords in Fang Luo's hands actually made a long and clear sound, and the tremors were even more violent. Not only that, the silver sword also seemed to feel something, buzzing continuously, and the sword light surged and puffed out.
With this sword and each sword, they felt each other's presence just like their masters, and created huge killing intent for each other.
This is not only a battle of geniuses, but also a battle of swords!