With this blow, boundless power spread with the wind, shocking countless people. This palm was a desperate overdraft of cultivation. For a mere cultivator in the late Yuanling stage, how could he be so desperate? But at this time, he was so jealous that the other party didn't care at all!
"Buzz~" Lin Su couldn't stop the power of this palm. He was pressed down by the giant palm, and his body quickly hit the ground. A deep pit appeared again, and even continued to collapse. The endless cold current roared from the abyss accompanied by a strange roar, which was enough to illustrate its depth.
At this time, Lin Su's aura disappeared from the original place, and seemed to have been buried in the abyss below. This made the mid-Yuan King immediately pursed his lips and smiled, as if he was very satisfied with this masterpiece, although it took a little effort. Although he was strong, he still killed the opponent.
Then, Feng Jiansheng came next. He turned to look at the latter, and locked his aura instantly, as if he had something in his bag. He stepped on it and killed again without saying a word.
The young man originally looked at Feng Jiansheng flying over, and was a little surprised. He could practice his skills again, but he didn't expect that Lin Su would be defeated so quickly, and the guy didn't even plan to take a break and continued to attack Feng Jiansheng. This made him A frown.
"He is my prey!" Facing the mad attack of the middle Yuan King, the young man roared, and an illusory shadow flew out from his body. In the blink of an eye, he stepped through the void and attacked the former. Caught off guard, it penetrated through and then disappeared into the void behind.
At this time, the mid-Yuan King suddenly stopped and seemed unable to move. He could only maintain this posture, but the powerful aura still existed, and his ferocious face was covered with veins, indicating that he was very angry, but he had no choice but to move. No.
"You should have a good rest first, today is my home court!" Looking at the middle Yuan King who could not move, the young man sneered, and then looked at Feng Jiansheng a hundred feet away again, pointing the sharp sword in his hand in the distance.
As the style of painting continues to reverse, other immortal cultivators are confused. What is going on? Did something fly past just now? He actually stopped the movements of King Yuan in the middle stage!
But only the group of people in golden clothes knew that what just flew out was a ray of the old city lord's consciousness. Unexpectedly, it was used on one of his own people. There was silence at the moment. Most of them dared to be angry and dare not speak out. Although his cultivation level was relatively high, Low, but it is someone authorized by the old city lord himself, as if he is here in person!
"Buzz~" At this time, Feng Jiansheng stepped forward and took the lead to kill. This time, his speed was even more extreme!
But at this time, the young man's strength was completely exposed. Facing the shaking void in front of him, he also jumped up. In an instant, his momentum crushed Feng Jiansheng, and the amount of vitality was incomparable. Comparing the momentum, many people know that the gap is a bit big.
The war seemed to have no room for rest, and the storm surged again in an instant. The two men once again clashed at close range, and powerful aftermath followed. However, this time they did not seem to fall into an anxious battle, although both of them had gone crazy. However, compared with just now, Feng Jiansheng seemed to have lost one point, perhaps because he had relatively little energy.
It's just that although Feng Jiansheng is obviously one point weaker, it is not easy for the young man to win immediately. In the eyes of many immortal cultivators, every move in this battle may be a turning point, and it is completely impossible to judge what the outcome will be. , after all, it’s too intense!
Lei Wu frowned and watched the battle. As soon as the confrontation began, Feng Jiansheng was suppressed and beaten, and even nearly injured several times. This made her want to help, but the opponent's number was obviously more than hers. After all, she would still cause trouble, so she could only grit her teeth. He continued to observe and even scanned the abyss below.
Feng Jiansheng naturally knew that he was quite weak in vitality, but he believed that he could make up for this gap with his sword skills. At that moment, he tightened his lips and attacked quickly and furiously, constantly looking for the opponent's weaknesses.
The young man became more and more excited. In addition to the sound of the swords clashing, there was also a crazy roar coming from him. With his strong vitality, he kept pushing back Feng Jiansheng's figure until he reached the other side of the barrier to kill. Going forward, the sword energy from both sides crushed them all the way.
As for other immortal cultivators watching the battle, some entered the coffin, while others continued to stop. However, the number of people in this barrier did not seem to increase or decrease. It was just that a large number of people had almost changed several batches, and the earliest ones remained until now. There are not many people left, and they all want to see who the winner of this sword duel will be in the end!
Tens of breaths later, with a sudden burst of sword energy in the distance, everyone could clearly see a wisp of blood floating crazily, followed by Feng Jiansheng's figure retreating from the explosion, and the first scar appeared on his shoulder. , the wound is extremely obvious, obviously he was injured first, which is extremely detrimental to the following battle!
However, after the young man laughed loudly, he continued to kill him crazily, without giving Feng Jiansheng time to react. The latter's face suddenly turned pale. After taking a few quick breaths, he gritted his teeth and continued to attack with his sword. .
But from this moment on, many people shook their heads helplessly, perhaps no longer optimistic about Feng Jiansheng. After all, his vitality was already a little weaker, and at this time, he was the first to be injured. This way, he could not sustain the subsequent battle at all, and seemed to lose. It has become inevitable!
However, how could Feng Jiansheng admit defeat, even if he was injured? Countless pictures flashed through his mind, which seemed to be his own life experience, and seemed to be countless scenes of sword fighting. They were continuously shown frame by frame, so fast that he could only breathe. Time was so slow that he could clearly see every detail!
However, at this moment, he suddenly stopped, as if he was having a sword duel with an elder. Only the opponent's figure was in the picture, but it could be seen that Feng Jiansheng's figure kept retreating until he was hit by a sword and fell. Next, the elder raised the corners of his mouth slightly and stretched out his hand to pull it up.
"You are the sword, the sword is you, you are you, and the sword is a sword." A void voice struck into Feng Jiansheng's mind, causing his body to tremble slightly, and then he saw the young man in front of him clearly again. As well as his crazy moves, the swords were hitting him at his fatal point, but he was always relying on instinctive reactions to block.
"Isn't the integration of man and sword the highest level of swordsmanship?" Feng Jiansheng suddenly had this idea in his mind at this time, and suddenly felt a chill on his back. He was questioning his entire life and his master's words!
But in the face of the opponent's fierce attack, Feng Jiansheng decided to give it a try. Maybe he could break through to a new realm of swordsmanship. Then he found the right moment to take a deep breath and used his own method to quickly adjust to a new state. , and began to test the sword, or to keep looking for that ethereal feeling, and immediately closed his eyes.
"Huh?" Seeing Feng Jiansheng like this, the young man frowned slightly. He had a bad feeling. Although this guy was injured, he was still quite calm and didn't make any waves at all. This was in line with him. Personality, but it's not good for me.
At the moment, he has directly overdrawn his cultivation, as if it doesn't matter what the sequelae are. As long as he solves Feng Jiansheng in front of him, he has removed a scourge with his own hands. It only damages the root, so what is there to fear?
At this time, the battle once again escalated to a more violent level. Although Feng Jiansheng was able to block with ease, his body was still retreating. He was only less than a hundred feet away from the barrier behind, and his powerful sword energy was even more intense. It is a barrier that is constantly rushing towards the rear.
"Buzz~" As a thousand-foot-long golden sword light fell, Feng Jiansheng's figure flashed slightly. The former passed by him immediately and hit the barrier behind crazily, but there was no ripple at all, even the torn void. Stop completely within the barrier!
At this moment, facing the young man who was breathing heavily, Feng Jiansheng suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of light seemed to burst out of his eyes. Although the aura on his body did not change, there was an indescribable feeling.
At this moment, he moved and struck the young man with a simple sword strike. This attack was so simple that even the latter couldn't help but laugh and block it casually.
But in the next breath, he suddenly felt a coldness on his back, and a burning sensation came over his chest, as if something had pulled him apart. When he lowered his head and looked down, a blood-red scar suddenly appeared, and it kept coming. Blood was flowing down, which surprised him. Didn't he guard against it just now? How could it be?
And Feng Jiansheng's figure has appeared a hundred feet away behind him, still maintaining the slashing posture, but he is panting heavily, his face is even paler, the wound on his shoulder has not stopped, and blood is constantly pouring out. , which made him stretch out his trembling left hand to hold his right shoulder, but the distance seemed too far at this time. After struggling for a few times, he reluctantly put it down and let the blood flow out.
With the end of this blow, the air suddenly became extremely quiet, which shocked many immortal cultivators around. The expressions on their faces were completely speechless, because everyone could see the outcome of this battle, which was completely regarded as a reversal. , but few people guessed it correctly. Perhaps they were not optimistic about Feng Jiansheng, but they had to accept the outcome. When looking at Feng Jiansheng, many people looked a little complicated.
"Bang~" The young man's body shook, and then he fell down and hit the ground directly, kicking up a trail of dust.
"This" Many people in the opponent's crowd realized at this time that he had lost. He actually lost. Although they couldn't believe it, they had to believe it when they saw his fallen body. Of course, there were also people who flew quickly at this time. Go find him, after all, no matter life or death, you cannot leave him here.
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