[Chapter 704: Fighting mouths and swords, they are not as good as me!]

"Arrogance!"

The Evil Flying God was furious, "Huangkou Xiaoer, I don't measure myself, I want to die without a place to be buried!"

For the master of breaking the void, the power of the broken void is too great, and there is no concept of a corpse left after death, the evil flying god shouted angrily, but in fact, there is not much deterrent, Feng Ziyue laughed and was eager to try.

I didn't expect to win the floating dust, and there is this additional benefit.

Facing off against the grandmaster is an idea that Feng Ziyue has long had, his martial arts have reached this point, and if he wants to make progress, he must compete with evenly matched opponents and find opportunities for breakthroughs.

Originally, this time he went to the general altar of the Golden Hand Club, in addition to returning the golden warrant and reaching a consensus with the master of the Golden Hand Club by the way, he also wanted to learn martial arts.

However, Bingxin Jingyue was a little injured because of the failure of forcibly attacking the sixteenth realm of the Golden Cloth Divine Skill, and when the discussion was over, he hurriedly retreated to heal, and it took at least half a month to recover.

Feng Ziyue calculated the time, but he really didn't have time to wait, so he had to wait for the next time.

Unexpectedly, halfway through, there was a grandmaster who sent him to the door to fight, wouldn't it be happy!

Even though he knew that the other party's cultivation was above himself, how could Feng Ziyue ever be afraid of others in his life?

The stronger the enemy, the stronger it is, this is his belief.

Since the previous life of trying the sword world, Feng Ziyue has been accustomed to the pressure of strong enemies, and has grown by leaps and bounds.

Now in front of the strong enemy, the momentum on his body is constantly rising.

Viciously staring coldly at the young man in front of him, like a poisonous snake, staring at his prey.

Under anyone's gaze, he will feel "Mao" terrifying.

The battle of masters, at this level, momentum locked, is extremely important.

Grandmaster-level masters often pay attention to being quiet as a virgin, and they will make a difference between life and death as soon as they make a move, and at this time, the changes in the qi of both sides often guide the next life and death.

Even if he falls into a protracted battle, as a master of the peak realm of breaking the void, the time that he can support is much longer than that of an ordinary master of breaking the void, and the advantages and disadvantages of the initial move are also related to the victory or defeat later.

The Evil Flying God, although arrogant, is a grandmaster-level master after all, and he still has vision, so he is still extremely cautious before making a move.

Feng Ziyue's martial arts cultivation is a cut below him, there is no doubt about this, but with this kid's swordsmanship, it is enough to resist his attack for a while, that is to say, today's battle will not be so easy.

Of course, he was convinced that he would win.

The environment here is not like the Tongtian Giant Tower where Feng Ziyue and Fuxian Sleeves fought, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is inexhaustible, and if it is not used, the consumption of the small world in the body can be replenished at any time.

In such a situation, although the foundation of the small world in Feng Ziyue's body is unstable, it can be replenished continuously, and he can still achieve strong strength by continuously attacking with all his strength, and in this case, he will be able to defeat the floating immortal sleeve.

Today's Feng Ziyue has stepped into the peak of breaking the void, but the gap with the grandmaster level is no worse than the gap between the realm after breaking the void and the peak of breaking the void that day, he wants to beat himself, unless it is under extreme conditions!

That's why the evil flying god has such confidence.

"It's not a good thing to be young and arrogant......"

The eyes of the evil flying god flickered, and his mouth continued to provoke with words.

This is what he has always used to fight, even if he is a master of the same level, he is also prone to mistakes under his impetuousness, so he is evil and flying god, although he is not one of the three evils in the world with high martial arts, but it is also an annoying one.

Righteous people have always been very dissatisfied with him.

Later, it was said that he was defeated by duckweed, and disappeared from the rivers and lakes, and some people applauded.

"Although you have entered the peak realm of breaking the void, your foundation is shallow, and your internal qi is not pure, and the old man can take you down with one hand......"

"Your words are a little too much. ”

Feng Ziyue snorted coldly, he nagged at this evil flying god, he didn't mean it, and sneered at each other.

"Old man, when you were working with others, didn't anyone say that you had a bad mouth?"

The Evil Flying God was furious, and even his face turned into a pig's liver color, "What a bold man, boy, do you know who I am?"

"Anyway, it's going to be fought, what's the matter who you are?"

Feng Ziyue smiled lightly, "Under my sword, I won't remember your name!"

"You!"

Speaking of bickering, this stinky evil flying god is not Feng Ziyue's opponent.

Feng Ziyue laughed, and the sword light vibrated like a white dragon, protecting his body. When he tried the sword world, he didn't know how many different types of masters he had met, and some people were unwilling to do anything with him, and they were also angry by his words.

This kind of kung fu, Feng Ziyue thinks that he is not under the sword technique.

It's just that the higher his swordsmanship is, the more he doesn't need to go out to find someone to challenge.

Until today, when he encountered the evil flying god, he choked him in turn.

Although the evil flying god is famous for his bad mouth, since his debut, he has met all masters after all, and he has a self-respecting identity, and many people disdain to quarrel with him, so he took advantage of him.

But Feng Ziyue was really a martial artist from the bottom with a sword, killing to the innate, all kinds of people have seen it, foul language, and learned a lot, but he doesn't bother to use it now, otherwise, he is afraid that he can make this self-proclaimed sharp evil flying god vomit blood angrily.

The face of the evil flying god turned from red to blue, knowing that using words to provoke would not be able to move this person's mind, and the qi was traction, and he couldn't find a flaw for a while.

So far, it can only be attacked!

He let out a roar, took a deep breath, and took a sharp step forward.

Boom!

In one step, the earth cracked, and the earth shook!

Feng Ziyue's body swayed, just like the catkins in the wind, swaying up and down, and his heart was also secretly applauding for the majesty of this evil flying god!

This character is inferior and arrogant, but his martial arts are really not bad!

The momentum of this step is enough to see the strength of his grandmaster-level.

One step to rush the level, ten thousand people don't do it!

It is only when he reaches this peak level that he will show the bearing of this kind of master, the martial artists on the Dongming Continent are one level higher than the Tianwu Continent, and their strength is far surpassed, but there are really few masters who have this kind of temperament.

The Evil Flying God is a master at the grandmaster level, and he has experienced many battles in his life, that is, he lost to the duckweed people.

This kind of master temperament of Wansheng is not so easy to form.

This step out, condensed the martial arts essence of the evil flying god, and the invincible momentum, if the opposite is an ordinary peak master of breaking the void, under this shock, even if you don't die, you will inevitably lose!

In this life, the Evil Flying God doesn't know how many masters he has killed with this move!

It's a pity that the person in front of him today is Feng Ziyue!

The white-clothed sword god Feng Ziyue.

The momentum brought by this step is like a violent storm and a big earthquake, but at this time, Feng Ziyue is like flowing water and a clear breeze, which cannot be captured!

The wind swept and he drifted away.

The earth shakes, and he swings with it!

Since stepping into the pinnacle of breaking the void, Feng Ziyue has fused the hidden dragon to inherit one hundred and thirty kinds of sword dao masters, combining rigidity and softness, and now the sword path has entered the transformation realm.

The sword light trembles, just like the spring breeze, although there is only one line, it is pervasive.

Evil Flying God, this move is very vicious, but when encountering this soft and vast spring breeze, there is no way!

First of all, the spring breeze dissipated, and he disappeared, and the positive attack of the evil spirit was just thrown into the air, and then the spring breeze condensed, and it was a counterattack!

The counterattack was vast and swift, and the attack of the evil flying god was too fierce, and for a while, he couldn't help but change his complexion.

Withdraw!

Only further, I had to raise my feet and take three steps back, only then did I barely unravel the encirclement of the sword light, like the sword light of the spring breeze, after three steps, it was already the end of the strong crossbow, and the evil flying god's body shook, and the black gas was permeated, and the sword light was scattered!

In the first round of the fight, no matter up or down, strictly speaking, it was still a small loss for the evil flying god!

This grandmaster-level master's complexion couldn't help but change slightly.

He is arrogant on the surface, but in fact, he is delicate in his heart, and he has already calculated clearly, it is not easy to defeat this Feng Ziyue with one move and one style, and he has long been prepared for a protracted battle.

But this does not mean that he expected to make a move and would be frustrated!

Regardless of this kid, he is the guy who can take over the duckweed's trick, but after all, it's just an incarnation, and after all, it's just a rigid move.

At the beginning of the Evil Flying God, he had actually gone all out!

According to his estimate, it was Feng Ziyue who was able to take over his moves, but it would not be so easy.

I didn't expect the first attack, and I encountered a counterattack!

This kid's swordsmanship is really extraordinary, and it is not a fluke that he took over the eternal desolation of duckweed!

"Hmph, the boy is really a little bit more enlightened, but if you want to beat me, it's a dream!"

The Evil Flying God roared angrily, his hands were linked, and he saw a black gas circling back and forth in his hand, and the evil qi contained in it was extremely terrifying.

This is his years of refining, condensed with the power of breaking the void, known as nothing can be broken, just a glance, it makes people feel frightened.

It's not so much a martial arts move, it's more of a weapon of his.

Feng Ziyue flicked his sword lightly, he didn't succeed in the counterattack just now, and he didn't stop, it was still the sword light changing, stabbing towards the body of the Evil Flying God, but the evil qi mass in the hands of the Evil Flying God was powerful, as long as the sword light flew closer, it was swallowed and shattered by it!

The battle is deadlocked!

From the first move, Feng Ziyue knew that this battle would inevitably fall into a protracted war!

This grandmaster master looks arrogant and boundless, but he is very cautious when he really moves, it seems that he has also figured out that it is impossible to solve himself in one move, and he has long been ready for a protracted battle.

The longer the battle, the better the effect of honing oneself, Feng Ziyue laughed, and the sword light became more and more intense.

"What, old man, I said that you can't fight me with your mouth, and you are not my opponent either!"