Chapter 622 622 Humiliation, Humiliation!
Although they were outside the battle situation, the body cultivators in the audience still couldn't help but feel a chill, and asked themselves, if they were the ones who were shrouded in that sword shadow, even if they tried their best, I was afraid that they would not be able to find the slightest opportunity to take advantage of, and if they were not careful, they would be dismantled.
However, what they never expected was that the young man just shook his body slightly, and then he broke out of the boundless sword shadow again and slapped Fang Tianyou on the shoulder.
"Impossible, how can you see through our family's ancestral Fengyun Thousand Heavy Sword!" Fang Tianyou rushed forward a few steps, stabilized his figure, and looked at the other party in disbelief.
"What a thousand heavy swords, carving insects are just small skills." The young man said disdainfully, and attacked again.
Fang Tianyou gritted his teeth and used the Fengyun Thousand Heavy Sword again. Without any suspense, the young man easily escaped from the shadow of the thousand heavy swords, and slapped him on the shoulder with another palm.
"Impossible, impossible!" Fang Tianyou was unwilling and puzzled, as soon as he stabilized his figure, he shouted loudly, and attacked one sword after another.
On the test platform, the sword shadows were overwhelming, as if a thousand heavy clouds were stacked, and like a waterfall pouring down, enveloping the young man again and again, but every time, he could easily get out, and then slapped a palm on Fang Tianyou's body, as if the thousand sword shadows did not exist at all.
I don't know when, the corners of Fang Tianyou's mouth have oozed blood, and his steps have become chaotic and frivolous.
Although the other party has not used all his strength, and even now he has not drawn his sword, just teasing him like a cat and mouse, but being slapped on his body by one palm after another, Fang Tianyou is still not lightly injured.
In the audience, there was already a dead silence.
No one thought that the strength of this young man from the Guanghua Temple would be so strong that even Fang Tianyou's ancestral Fengyun Thousand Heavy Sword was far from his opponent. didn't even draw his sword, he bullied Fang Tianyou and had no power to fight back.
Fang Shibo's face had turned pale, and he could see that although the strength of the young man in front of him was not weak, he was not strong enough to ignore the Thousand Heavy Sword of the Fang Family.
The reason why he had the advantage and bullied Fang Tianyou like this was because he had already understood the other party's Fengyun Thousand Heavy Sword.
Of course, even the Fang family's own family members are difficult to comprehend the sword technique, how can he get its essence, all he understands is just a little scratch, but the problem is that Fang Tianyou has just comprehended this sword technique, and his comprehension of the essence of the sword technique is also limited, coupled with the gap in strength, he is naturally not his opponent.
"Elder Shen, what is the purpose of your Guanghua Temple's painstaking efforts to comprehend my Xinghua Temple's mastery?" Fang Shibo retracted his gaze and questioned Shen Chengdao.
"As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is invincible, haven't you ever participated in my Guanghua Temple?" Shen Zhengcheng said disappreciatively.
Fang Shibo was speechless, there are temples behind the countries of the mainland, although at the beginning of the establishment of these temples, they were all to restrain countries and maintain the balance of the mainland, but after a long time, in order to compete for limited cultivation resources, it is inevitable that they will fight openly and secretly with each other, just like Shen Zhengcheng said, the Xinghua Temple is also participating in the mastery of the Guanghua Temple, and everyone tacitly understands it.
"It seems that I was mistaken, straw bales, still straw bales, Xinghua Temple, but that's it." Just as the two were talking, the young man from the Guanghua Temple once again broke out of the shadow of the Thousand Swords and slapped it out with one palm.