After the sword-hardening attack was completed that day, the scene seemed to have returned to the state of the previous confrontation. There was still no winner or loser, and it was not even possible to tell which side had the advantage. It seemed that they had fallen into a tense battle, and both sides seemed a little agitated. Embarrassed and tired.
At this time, the leader of the Sword Control Sect came with his sword in hand, and seemed to want to join the battle. If he wanted to get a piece of the pie, he really couldn't just stand like this.
"Let me ask, how did you refine the purple energy? Where is it?" The leader of the Sword Control Sect pointed his sword directly at the opponent.
"Hahaha, as long as you beat me, you will know, right?" The man in purple robe suddenly laughed.
"It's really a penalty for not eating the toast!" the little girl snorted coldly.
Just as she was about to take action, another figure flew over and said to Lin Su, "Let me borrow the sword!"
Lin Su raised his eyebrows. The other person was Feng Jiansheng. He was not polite at that moment. He drew out the Heavenly Tempered Sword and threw it directly. The latter immediately took the sword and muttered about the sword, with a face filled with praise. This was indeed better than his. That one was much better.
"I will be your opponent!" Feng Jiansheng said lightly, and then slowly walked towards him step by step.
"You? Not qualified!" The purple-robed man was slightly startled. The person in front of him was only an early Yuan King, and his body was not even strong. Whether he could withstand several waves of vitality attacks was a question.
However, Feng Jiansheng ignored him and continued to walk towards him, step by step without haste or slowness. Ripples appeared in the void under his feet. He held the Heavenly Tempered Sword in his hand and kept turning the sword body, flashing a bright blue light.
"Hmph! Pretending!"
The man in purple robe was slightly startled by this momentum. Just when he was about to take action, he frowned again and struck the side with a palm from the air. An afterimage was suddenly knocked away and flew back dozens of feet in a sneak attack. The person in question was Lei Wu, but she did not continue to pester her. Instead, she showed a strange smile, which made him frown even more.
At this moment, Feng Jiansheng disappeared in front of him in an instant and flew towards the purple-robed man at an extremely fast speed. This speed shocked everyone. It seemed abnormal and seemed to have far exceeded his speed limit.
But before anyone could think about it, his figure instantly approached the man in purple robes. Crazy sword lights flashed in the small space, and purple energy was constantly floating wantonly. The sword was so fast that he didn't even have time to make a sound, but Feng Jiansheng's figure was faster and more terrifying than before.
Lin Su frowned slightly and immediately looked at Lei Wu in the distance. Could it be that these two guys exchanged resources? Is Feng Jiansheng's figure at this time the work of Lei Wu? If this is the case, then he really has a chance to fight. With Feng Jiansheng's qualifications, he can master various secret techniques in a short period of time.
With his extremely fast body and extremely fast sword speed, Feng Jiansheng disappeared with his sword. If there was no residual aura that could be detected, everyone would have thought that the purple-robed man was performing a personal show, but what he faced was still unknown. It was really a strong wind. Countless rays of sword light burst out of the air strangely, striking fatal blows and stabbing his vitality shield crazily.
His figure was suppressed in one place, and it seemed that there was only room for blocking, even if he released all his cultivation. When the fierce purple energy just flew out, it was directly hit by the more powerful sword light. After being scattered and hitting the vitality shield, a circle of deep ripples spread out, leaving only a low growling sound.
This swordsmanship even made the head of Yujian Sect twitch. If it were him, he might not be able to survive for five breaths. What is going on in the early days of King Yuan now? He suddenly felt infinite emotion.
It wasn't just him. Feng Jiansheng's outburst at this time made the immortal cultivators behind him even more trembled. It seemed that such people were rarely seen. Fast swordsmanship was one thing, and fast body shape was another. The combination of the two It's simply terrifying!
"It depends on him next!" Lei Wu said with a breath.
"You really taught your sect the secret technique?" Lin Su raised his eyebrows, how sincere this must be.
"It doesn't matter. Penglai Mountain has been disintegrated. It's just a secret technique. It's his chance to encounter it!" Lei Wu shook his head. Unfortunately, this is not the Tianzong secret technique. If it is it, Feng Jiansheng's The speed can be even faster, and the opponent will not have any chance to block.
When he said this, Lin Su raised his eyebrows. It seemed that he had to find time to study the secret technique of Tianzong. The disadvantage now was that he was not fast enough. With Feng Jiansheng's current full speed, he had already thrown out If he learns his own hundred and eighty streets, his speed will definitely be comparable to that of the middle stage King Yuan.
Both of them are at the peak of the early Yuan Dynasty, but the former relies on the advantage of purple energy to remain temporarily undefeated, while Feng Jiansheng relies on his body shape and sword skills to carry out such a fierce attack, temporarily suppressing his opponent, and maintaining a relative advantage. Advantage.
Even the little girl couldn't catch his figure. You can completely imagine the depression of the man in purple robe. He was almost holding on for dear life, waiting for an open opportunity to make a move. However, such opportunities were too rare because his figure was different from that of his body. The coordination of the swordsmanship is extremely exquisite. Every angle is perfectly surrounded. As long as there is a slight flaw, he will be hit instantly.
But that doesn't mean that the man in purple robe will run out of ammunition and food. Even in the face of such indiscriminate bombardment, he still has the last trick, but he didn't expect to use it so quickly, and he is still a person with the same cultivation level as himself. Man, this game is finally over!
At this moment, the figure of the purple-robed man suddenly started to flow, and the clothes on his body turned into nothingness. Even his face became illusory. His whole body was like a rolling mudslide. The only thing that remained unchanged was the purple color that radiated out to block. vitality.
This change shocked many people, but they quickly realized that this was probably the true face of this guy, and this body might just be a shell of flesh.
But Feng Jiansheng did not stop because of this. Instead, he became even more fierce, trying to use his peak level with every blow. He kept using big and small killing moves in mid-air, and even crazily scattered the purple energy. Finally, in During the fierce attack, a sword shattered the purple vitality shield.
The sword light sank directly into the opponent's body, but there was no reaction, just like a mud cow entering the sea. At this time, the latter's body gradually grew taller, like a clay giant, but it was quite different from the latter, because even if the body became The rolling mudslide still appeared purple, as if his body was originally purple.
But in the eyes of everyone, this guy's aura was still getting stronger, and he directly ignored Feng Jiansheng's offensive, allowing the terrifying sword light to sink into his body without any movement at all, which made many immortal cultivators couldn't help but retreat. , many people feel bad, as if something bad is going to happen.
His body rose one foot after another, and then gradually stopped until he was about twenty feet tall, and his aura was at its peak state. However, his appearance at this time made everyone frown. He was not human at all, or so he said. What's the secret that doesn't work?
"Ants, prepare to die!" The voice was still the same, but the volume was a little louder, completely deafening.
When he finished speaking, hundreds of thousands of sword lights hit his body again. Perhaps because his body was too big, it was easier for Feng Jiansheng to aim. He circled around crazily and waved the Heavenly Tempered Sword repeatedly. He was killing with perfect accuracy, and each sword ray was dozens of feet wide.
Countless purple soil splashed out instantly, along with a large amount of purple energy, burning in the air, emitting a strange smell that made people cover their noses.
Perhaps after gathering momentum, the purple-robed man let out a strange laugh, seeming to be admiring his body. Of course, he soon turned his attention to Lin Su and others, as well as Feng Jiansheng, who was in the process of killing. At this time, the latter was also a little puzzled. It seemed that It’s time to concentrate on delivering the killing blow.
"Buzzing" Feng Jiansheng's body suddenly spun a few times in the air, assuming a strange posture, which seemed to be the rhythm before making a move. The entire sky-tempered sword emitted an unprecedented blue light in his hand, and the space was disturbed for a while. Violent trembling.
"呲" was like the posture of a ferocious beast pouncing and biting. Feng Jiansheng stepped on his foot and killed directly from the air. Before he could get close to him, he launched his attack. A ten thousand-foot-long sword light suddenly appeared and separated into two clones, both of which were aimed at the target. The body of a man in purple robe.
"Come on!" The latter roared, and stretched his flowing hands forward, wrapped in countless purple energy, intending to take the blow forcefully.
The soaring blue light completely filled the space of the entire demon refining pot, and three sword lights fell together. The other two were not illusory moves, they were all real attacks, and their power was almost exactly the same. When the two sides collided, The little girl twitched momentarily, the entire demon refining pot shook wildly, and many immortal cultivators swayed even more.
The aftermath of the impact swept towards this side. It was obvious that a large amount of the attack was rebounded, which also showed that the man in purple robe had completely withstood this move. There seemed to be a violent cutting sound in the center.
When all the blue light receded, Feng Jiansheng's figure was still in the air. The huge clay figure in front of him had three large ravines split in the middle. At this time, it looked very much like Wuzhishan, and the cracked place in the middle was even more... The void tore apart, and a large number of black cracks roamed wildly.
It's just that the purple-robed man cannot be killed with such an offensive. Even in his physical form, he is still recovering quickly. Purple vitality spirals out, instantly smoothing out several large wounds. His repair ability makes everyone tremble. It is simply not comparable to white vitality.
At this time, the young man's voice suddenly came from the jade pot and the demon cage. When he saw the purple giant in front of him, he had been thinking about it. Now he finally had a clue, but he just couldn't believe it.
This voice seemed a little trembling. "It is purple vitality. It should be said that it is the original body of purple vitality! The person before was transformed into it!"
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