Seven swordsmanship, heaven and earth, how can Zheng Tu's offensive not be calculated?

Even if it was because of distraction, he couldn't completely avoid the fierce Heavenly Thunder Fire Palm, and he wouldn't hit the key point of the chest and abdomen every time, and the only explanation was that Feng Ziyue was clearly deliberate.

Why did he use his physical body to resist Zheng Tu's Heavenly Thunder Fire Palm?

Zhuge Lian's face showed a hint of a smile.

Looking at Feng Ziyue's condition, it is clear that he has cultivated what kind of body forging method, and he is borrowing Zheng Tu's palm thunder fire to perfect it!

If Feng Ziyue knew Zhuge Lian's guess, he was afraid that he would also be surprised, because although this little girl had never seen it with her own eyes, her guess was ** not far from ten.

Except for the ingenious sword bone forging method, Zhuge Lian almost guessed correctly.

Feng Ziyue was also in the battle, only to discover that Zheng Tu's Heavenly Thunder Fire Palm, for him to fuse the last two broken swords, there was a peculiar effect, presumably the thunder fire to the strong, and the sword qi combined, which will be of great help to the exercise.

If you don't take this opportunity, maybe you have to find a way to get two lightning strikes to get it quickly.

Feng Ziyue estimated that with the physical strength of the current sword embryo body, he could still withstand a few palms from Zheng Tu, although he might have to lie down and recuperate for a while after that, but if he took this opportunity to be able to fuse and digest all the nine broken swords, it would save the effort of retreat.

That's why he performed this chicken-ribbed Seven Absolute Calculation Sutra Sword Technique, calculated Zheng Tu's offensive body method, and took a few hard hits until the sword bone was completely forged, and he just happened to kill with a sword!

Easier said than done.

Zheng Tu's Heavenly Thunder Fire Palm is so good, every time he is hit, although the broken sword in his body is smelted for a few points, he is injured all over his body, his ears are buzzing, and his eyes are black, and the injuries are not light.

What's more, he still has to cheer up and calculate the Seven Absolute Sutras, and he can't be distracted slightly, this difficulty is also indescribable.

It wasn't until Zheng Tu's last palm came out that Feng Ziyue laughed, and put this palm on his abdomen, while completing the Seven Absolute Sutras, he also refined all the bronze Xuanjian in his abdomen!

At this point, the method of forging the sword bone was completed, although Feng Ziyue was now seriously injured, he also felt that he was proud and erect, and the unyielding intention in his chest was great, even if he received a few more palms, it would cost him his life.

However, at this time, the calculation of the Seven Absolute Calculations has been completed, so naturally there is no need to be beaten again.

His abdomen was suddenly hit by this palm, and he was blasted out of the room, and a somersault flew out upside down, spurting blood from his mouth, but it was a long laugh, and the tip of the sword twisted, turning into a meteor, flying towards Zheng Tu's eyebrows!

This sword seems to be slow, but it is endlessly changing, and when connoisseurs look at it, they only feel that there are countless follow-up moves.

Whether it is blocking, retreating, counterattacking, escaping, or dodging, it is inevitable that it will be shrouded by the sword light, and no matter what, the tip of the sword will also pierce into the vital places on the body.

There is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to stop it!

This is the sword of the Seven Absolute Calculations!

The mechanism is exhausted, and the heavens and the earth are useless!

Zheng Tu's face turned from hideous to panicked, he suddenly found that this sword had blocked all his retreats, even if he fought back, there was no way to start, no matter what he did, he couldn't escape the shadow of the sword, when Feng Ziyue was still ten zhang away from him, he had a premonition that this sword would definitely pierce his eyebrows.

How is it possible?

A dignified martial artist, he finally felt the fear of death for the first time, his hands trembled, he couldn't even raise his head to fight back, his mind was full of pictures of Feng Ziyue cutting off his head with a sword!

"Seven swordsmanship, once completed, no one in the world can break the ......"

Zhuge Lian's eyes widened, staring at the changes in Feng Ziyue's sword light, Rao is she is proficient in the world's martial arts, but she can't exhaust the changes in the swordsmanship of the Seven Absolute Calculations.

Feng Tianhe and Eagle King Ling Feixiu were also shocked, although they didn't understand the mystery of the Seven Absolute Calculations Sutra Sword Technique, but with their eyesight, they could naturally see that the power of this sword was unsolvable!

No matter by force, skill, or any other method, the attack of this sword could not be neutralized.

The name of this sword can be called despair!

Even if the two of them were below, they could only react the same way as Zheng Tu.

Wait for death!

Sun Er was so powerful that he turned over in an instant, Feng Tianhe was naturally surprised and delighted, and almost danced with his hands, as for the other martial artist present, he drooped his face and almost didn't cry.

Ling Feixiu is a complete villain, so he doesn't care about doing despicable things, but what the villain is most afraid of is offending the strong man who kills decisively, and he is not afraid of a gentleman - like Feng Tianhe, although his cultivation is high, he always has rules for doing things, and he has always scoffed at the old-school style of leaving room for improvement.

But Feng Ziyue is not like this, don't say that he used to be, just look at today's performance, he has already killed two martial artists in a row - the third is about to become the soul of his sword, it can be seen that his subordinates are ruthless, and they are not merciful, and they can also use this kind of desperate swordsmanship, how can it not make Ling Feixiu break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

"The old Jianghu is most afraid of being stunned - the old saying is really true......" He muttered in the audience, cold sweat on his forehead, but he was already thinking about how to follow the Feng family to fix the problem.

Zheng Tu waved his palms, and the sky was thundering and fire, but this was his last madness.

Even he knew that this sword ten zhang away was already harvesting his life.

There is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to stop it.

This premonition of death is so real.

At this time, Zheng Tu suddenly heard a voice like a heavenly sound-although the voice was old and hoarse, but the content made him raise a glimmer of hope for life.

"Friend, keep people under the sword!"

"Zheng Tu is a descendant of my side branch of Vulcan Island, although the root has long been cut off, but after all, they are in the same lineage, please ask a friend to look at the face of my innate secret realm Vulcan Island, and leave him with a life! I, Wu Yanjun, should be regarded as owing you a favor!"

These words reached everyone's ears in this lightning and flint, and it must have been very fast, and they sounded unhurried and majestic.

When I raised my eyes, I saw only a middle-aged man with a black beard, wearing a fiery red robe, stepping into the air.

Innate master!

Whether it is the momentum he shows, or the volley style, coupled with his tone of speaking lightly, it all proves that he is a legendary innate master!

Feng Tianhe stood up, his complexion changed greatly, he felt a big shock in his heart, mixed feelings, and his mind was chaotic for a while.

Almost everyone present felt the same way.

A congenital master, close to legends, although from the analysis of clues, it must exist in the world, but who has really seen one in person!

This kind of surprise ripples in the hearts of everyone who practices martial arts.

But they were immediately shocked in their hearts, especially the people on the side of the Feng family, who were even more frightened.

This innate master, who stepped into the air, came to intercede for Zheng Tu, the old guy, is that ...... Does Feng Ziyue want to collect his sword?

"Hahaha! My old Zheng life should not be extinguished, there is an innate master to save me! Feng Ziyue, you don't dare to kill me!" Although Zheng Tu still doesn't know why, he has the heart of death, and suddenly the willows are bright, this kind of mood, how can he hold it, it is actually immortal laughter, joy.

His laughter hadn't stopped yet, but he heard Feng Ziyue chuckle, and the long sword was sent forward, only to hear a soft sound, and the tip of the sword had already pierced into Zheng Tu's eyebrows and pierced out from the back of his head!

Zheng Tu's smile was still not condensed, but his life was over.

The three martial masters of the Zheng family all fell in one day!

The audience suddenly fell silent, and there was silence, only the faint sound of wind and blood splashing was very clear in the field. (Thanks to Yinyue Qinglian, Lotty, xcxs for the reward!It'll be on the shelves tomorrow.,Brothers, keep the monthly passes for me!Thank you!If VIP opens at 12 o'clock in the morning.,It's on the shelves!If it's not opened, it's tomorrow during the day!)