"The Eastern Wolf Clan is well-deserved." Jingfan was a little embarrassed, but his momentum did not diminish at all, but became even more high-spirited.
"You are so weak." Although he was surprised by Jingfan's change, Dongfangye showed no mercy.
"Hmph!" Jingfan fired again, peak sword intent surging, especially on the spirit sword, thunder exploded and silver intertwined. It seemed that the divine sword's thunder-inducing technique had not been exhausted, allowing the spirit sword to pierce through with lightning. The space came to Dongfang Ye in an instant.
"Well done." Dongfang Ye's fists were as strong as iron, and he was still fearless even when faced with the thundering spiritual sword.
Being fearless means having a strong heart.
With a punch, the wolf pattern followed, and a stream of light blue flames streaked across like a meteor in the starry sky, choosing to collide directly with the spirit sword.
Ding!
A sword seemed to be stabbing into metal, making a sound unique to metal.
The two figures faced each other, and for a moment it became a fire and water situation.
And at the tip of the sword, sparks continued to shoot out, scattering in all directions with the plundering spiritual power.
"Break it!" Jingfan roared. On the Spirit Sword, the sword intent continued to rise. The sword intent at the peak was almost invincible at the same level, unless he encountered a more powerful swordsman. But today, Jingfan once again set a new level. cognition.
The peak of the sixth level of the Mountain Building Realm, coupled with the peak sword intent, is not truly invincible at the same level.
The Eastern wolf tribe in front of him is a special case, especially the wolf pattern on his front and back. He looks like a silver moon wolf, especially his fists, which can actually resist his own powerful sword.
As the sword intent increased, Thunder could no longer parasitize the spiritual sword and was completely forced out.
Sizzling...
The air is blasting through.
Dongfangye's eyes were also filled with doubts. His fist was numb and burned by thunder, but the strength of his fist did not weaken at all. The wolf pattern on his body seemed to be completely alive. With Dongfangye's fist, it was fully activated. .
With an aura of loneliness and a proud attitude, the Wolf King descended into the world.
"Sword Sword Sect, nothing more than that." A terrifying force suddenly erupted from the fist, and the splashing sparks were more like water splashes, constantly spreading.
A frightening scene appeared.
The spirit sword actually began to retreat, especially the thunderbolt that had separated from the spirit sword. It was caught by the fist force and was actually forced into the sword body.
"you……"
Jingfan was unexpected, and the sudden outbreak of wolf patterns caught him off guard.
puff……
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Jingfan was counterattacked by the thunder. The sword light faded instantly, and Jingfan's figure was instantly submerged by his fist.
boom! boom!
…
A few consecutive punches instantly caused Jingfan's chest to sink deeply.
"The Divine Sword Sect is really nothing more than that." Dongfang Ye seemed a little confused. The Divine Sword Sect is the top sword-cultivating sect in the entire Liangzhou. Dongfang Ye knew this very well. As he waved his fists, Dongfang Ye More and more contempt.
"You..." The clothes were stained with blood, and the spiritual sword was stained with blood. I couldn't believe that the four major sword techniques of the Divine Sword Sect, the Divine Sword Leading Thunder Jue, were frustrated one after another. This time, they were defeated with a pair of fleshy palms. , Jingfan couldn’t believe it. Is the Divine Sword Sect really so weak?
No!
Jingfan roared, the spirit sword returned to his hand, and he wanted to fight.
But the chest was deeply sunk, the ribs were broken, and the pain was so intense that he couldn't concentrate.
"Die." Dongfang Ye judged ruthlessly and announced the end of Jingfan.
"No!" It turned into a sword light and instantly rose into the sky.
"Eh..." Dongfang Ye was surprised that he could burst out with such extreme speed in a desperate situation, and he couldn't help but arouse his interest.
However, by the time Dongfang Ye reacted, Jingfan had already cut through the barrier of the hundred-foot space with his sword and rushed out of the space where the throne was.
"Damn it!" Dongfangye lamented endlessly. Jingfan might not have deserved his death, but he survived once again.
The throne shone, and a warm light enveloped Dongfang Ye.
"Fighting for life and death, just for you, I don't know what's special about you?" Dongfang Ye said, without any politeness, and sat on it directly.
Suddenly, a white brilliance entered Dongfang Ye's body instantly.
"Is this?" Dongfang Ye looked inside and immediately discovered the magical effect of the white brilliance. Almost all the energy consumed in the previous battle was recovered in a short period of time.
"It's so magical." Dongfang Ye was curious and began to look at the throne. Above the exquisite relief, the blue dragon gazes, gradually taking off, and a kind of aura that looks down on the world is actually displayed on the relief.
"No wonder so many people flock to it, it turns out this feeling is so wonderful..." Dongfangye was immersed in it, especially in response to the wolf king's aura on his body, Dongfangye's aura began to change subtly.
Two wolf patterns began to appear slowly, and a white light gradually appeared in the blood.
"Is it good or bad?" Dongfangye couldn't tell for a while, but he could feel it personally, a gentle force that made his whole body warm and comfortable.
"It seems that this throne is not too useless." Dongfang Ye twisted his body a few times and looked down at the front, as if the real king had arrived.
On the other side, after Yang Pi fell into deep thought, Qing Zhen did not dare to act rashly because Yang Pi's sword made him afraid.
While Yang Pi was thinking hard, the common features of the swords gradually began to merge in his mind.
The sword has a double edge, while the sword only has a single edge, but one characteristic is that both the swordsman and the swordsman are cultivating their minds.
The mind is peaceful and the mind is like a mirror.
The sword follows the heart, and the sword follows the heart.
It's not that he can't perform sword skills like drawing a sword, but that his heart has never been as fast as Yang Ning.
The heart is as sharp as the knife.
Yang Pi kept rehearsing in his mind.
The force of the knife is condensed but not released, and gradually takes shape.
However, a knife is not a sword.
Therefore, Yang Pi began to practice continuously, over and over again, thinking thousands of times in an instant.
He may not be able to use sword skills like a sword, but he can also be fast and use the sword as he wishes.
At this thought, Yang Pi opened his eyes.
A flash of knife light flashed in his eyes.
Maybe you can try it yourself.
Yang Pi finally changed.
Amidst the fierceness, accompanied by coldness, the heavy weapon returned to its sheath and could no longer be seen. However, Qingzhen clearly felt that Yang Pi at this moment had become a different person.
"I didn't expect that such a big change would happen in just a few breaths. I can't keep this person." Qingzhen was scared. He had only experienced such a monster in one person in his life.
"The knife comes as you please."
"Since the focus is on quickness, let me kill you quickly." Yang Pi seemed very satisfied. He had practiced it countless times in his mind and finally understood it at this moment.
"Slash with a sharp knife."
Yang Pi roared, and a flash of sword light suddenly appeared, like the swift wind or the waves of a strong wind.
It was overwhelming.
Chongjun was originally a heavy sword, and coupled with Yang Pi's cold aura, the entire hundred-foot space instantly felt like winter had come.
"It's so scary..." Even though he was in the Qingyue Dharma Form and was integrated with the Dharma Appearance, Qingzhen felt fear as the sword was slashed out.
Immediately, the whole body's spiritual power was concentrated, and the Faxiang was pushed to its strongest defensive state.
I had no choice but to face this knife, and it was impossible to avoid it.
too fast.
Even if a meteor passes by, it can't catch it.
One strike shakes the world, one strike shocks the soul.
Yang Pi was very satisfied with this sword and accompanied it with tens of millions of force.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped……
There were constant violent sounds in the air. They were completely different from Yang Ning's sword-drawing skills. They were silent. Instead, they were very loud.
But the terrifying aura left people unable to even react.
Rumble…
The waves crashed on the shore.
It exploded.
The entire hundred-foot space began to tremble violently.
"That is……"
The movement here instantly attracted the geniuses around them.
"Yang Pi?" Qiang Rong was surprised. When would Yang Pi be able to draw a sword like Yang Ning? And he was even more surprised by the battle situation between Yang Pi and Qing Zhen.
"He actually suppressed him and beat him?" Many geniuses couldn't believe it. You must know that he is the second true disciple of Qingyue Sect. In the entire Liangzhou, such a genius is definitely a top figure.
However, at this moment, he was being suppressed and beaten by an indigenous cultivator from the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya. How could this be possible?
boom……
Dharma trembles.
Qingzhen's face turned pale in waves, and the violent impact almost caused him to collapse.
But at least I got through it.
"I didn't expect this tortoise shell to be so hard?" Yang Pi seemed to be very dissatisfied with this knife, but he still couldn't break through the tortoise shell.
"It seems that I'm still anxious..." Yang Pi was very sorry. It was impossible to use it again unless Qingzhen gave him time.
Soon, Yang Pi understood the reason.
Yang Ning was already very skilled, and he superimposed the sword skills in a short period of time, doubling the power of the sword drawing technique, but he realized that because the time was too short, he could not perform it skillfully.
The sword light flickered, and cracks appeared on the green moon.
The Dharma image was finally broken.
puff……
The blood soared, dyeing the space red. The green moon was broken and filled with blood. Qingzhen was seriously injured after all.
But Qingyue recovered quickly, and a figure followed Qingyue, flashing away all the aftermath.
Qingzhen's body skills were still unaffected, and the Qingyue Sect's foundation was revealed at this moment.
"The Dharma is broken, do you think you have won?" Qingzhen's voice became even colder. I have to say that Yang Pi at this moment was much stronger than Yang Ning. With his natural sword bones and calm and wise judgment, Let Yang Pi's strength increase a lot.
While Yang Pi was calm, Chong Jun Dao began to pursue him.
With only a hundred feet of space, Yang Pi believed that he could avenge himself with one sword.
However, Yang Pi soon discovered a problem, that is, Qingzhen was too fast, so fast that he could only follow up with all his strength, but the distance still widened.
"The light of the cold moon is in full bloom."
Qingzhen launched an attack, and even if his appearance was broken, it was only because he failed in defense, and it did not mean that Qingzhen lost his fighting power.
You know, Qingzhen is a swordsman.
The greatest characteristic of a swordsman is that he would rather die than surrender.
The swordsman is even called an invincible existence at the same level.
The sharp sword light followed the arrival of the blue moon, and the cold light hunted.
"Well done!" This is exactly what Yang Pi wants. If the other party is just competing with him in speed, it is almost impossible for him to seek revenge, but now...
Yang Pi beheaded angrily.
The full moon is empty and full.
The heavy Jun sword also drew the full moon in an instant.
Green moon versus full moon.
Two rounds of moonlight, both with full force.
Clang!
The cold light and ink color intertwined, making a fierce sound.
The flash of swords and shadows instantly flooded the entire space.
"Who is this person? He is actually inseparable from the battle with Qing Zhen..."
"This time the Qingyue Sect's majesty has been ruined, and the culprit is a guy named Yang Ning, and this person is very close to Yang Ning..."
"No, his momentum..."
"Sword Bone Tiancheng?"
"Is this a genius at the same level as Qi Shan Jiang Che?"
"Unexpectedly, the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya are actually crouching tigers, hidden dragons. It seems that the rumored arrival of the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya is not groundless..."
The roar continued, and if it were not for the continuous blessings of the Fengwang Palace, the entire hundred-foot space would have been shattered by now.
One is cold and the other is cold.
There was a collision of hot sparks between the two.
The intense intertwining of forces was actually on par.
"Death!" Yang Pi roared angrily, his murderous intent even more insane.
"Mountain beyond the mountain...beyond the earth..." The Ji Dao aura rose from Yang Pi's body.
"Mountain outside the mountain..."
"Otherland..."
At the same time, Qingzhen was also at his best, unleashing all his potential.
"Qingyue adds to the body..." Qingzhen adds the green moon behind him to his body. This does not mean that he merges with the green moon and can only increase his combat power for a short time.
Above the spiritual sword, light bloomed, and the surrounding area was instantly cold, forming an absolute space in the extreme.
"Sublimation?" Yang Pi didn't expect that Qingzhen actually had a trump card.
