In this compartment, Feng Ziyue and the Furious Battle Wind are already fighting!

Fast!

It can't be described in words, the two of them are in the center of the ring, like a whirlwind, whirring, so that people can't see the movement inside at all, and in an instant, the two have exchanged no less than a thousand moves!

"So handsome!"

Feng San was pulled by the ring, and he could only see the vague figure, admiring from the bottom of his heart. First Text Release[]

"Good swordsmanship!"

"Good boxing!"

The two of them, Storm and Feng Ziyue, also praised each other's martial arts in unison.

Feng Ziyue has encountered countless masters, but such a hearty and rapid attack and defense is also rare; the fierce battle wind is a battle against countless alien monsters, what kind of martial arts moves have not been seen, but Feng Ziyue's swordsmanship is also rare, and the two of them fought in a round, and they actually felt a sense of pity for each other!

"The fist of the berserk guards is skillful, and try my sword move!"

Feng Ziyue took a deep breath, a little on his toes, and in an instant, he had already regressed more than a dozen sheets, and then the sword move was rolled, and it was stabbed straight again, just out of the sword, the blade seemed to have been handed in front of him, this attack was made by the momentum of the impact, the power was even more fierce, and there was a sense of unstoppability

"Good time!"

The furious battle wind laughed loudly, but he didn't avoid it, and he also punched out in the chest, which was opposite the tip of Feng Ziyue's sword!

Laugh at!

I only heard a slight sound, and the fist of the fierce wind touched Feng Ziyue's sword, but it was not damaged, but it did not make a violent sound, only to see the fists and swords rubbing each other, as if they were stuck together!

Feng Ziyue's innate divine sword was deflected by half a point by the power of the fist, and with this half a point, this sword could not pierce the body of the furious battle, and passed by his shoulder, only tearing his clothes!

"What a powerful punch!"

Feng Ziyue praised again, he knew that this was an extremely clever unloading technique, the fierce battle wind fist method was fast, and it looked extremely rigid, but he didn't expect that there was softness mixed with rigidity, and horizontal strength was mixed with straight strength, and it was really practiced to the point of perfection.

"Feng Gongzi praised it falsely!"

Furious Wind laughed, "Now that your sword blade has been carried by me to the outer door, you don't know how to pick up my next few punches!"

His fist had already stretched out in front of Feng Ziyue, his arm was straight, his tricks were old, and there was no room for further changes, who knows, I don't know how, he suddenly sent it forward again, his wrist was retracted, as if his arm had suddenly grown, and in an instant, he attacked eight punches in a row

Dangdang!

Hearing only eight crisp sounds in a row, the face of the fierce battle wind couldn't help but "revea" with a stunned "color", his unexpected eight punches were all blocked by Feng Ziyue's return sword!

"How could it be so fast?"

Feng Ziyue's sword was obviously behind him just now, how could he retreat back to resist it while his fist stretched out?

The two collided in the air, each flew back, and stood in the air.

"Brother Mad's fist is just soft and soft, beyond my expectations, my sword move shrinks by itself, why doesn't Brother Madman know it?"

Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, and as soon as he spit out his sword light, he saw his long sword in front and behind, changing endlessly, and he couldn't swallow it!

The battle was overjoyed, and Feng Ziyue's display made him comprehend the truth of a layer of superior martial arts, and his heart was extremely happy.

"Okay, good, it turns out that you can still use it like this, Brother Feng, let's fight a thousand more moves!"

He was already facing the critical point of a breakthrough in martial arts, only a layer of window paper was missing, and Feng Ziyue's words broke it, which made him feel like an enlightenment, and he suddenly realized, at this time, he was overjoyed, laughing and pounced.

Feng Ziyue nodded and laughed, "I have this intention, please!"

The two of them fought with a sword and two fists, and fought again

In this Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield, due to the suppression of huge power, the original destructive power of the martial artist has been reduced a lot, just like a boulder, the original martial artist of the acquired realm, that is, the one-star martial artist here, if the palm is strong, it can be smashed with one palm. ...。 But here, the stone is much tougher, and the same stone may take a three-star warrior to shatter.

Correspondingly, the destructive power of higher-level martial artists is also much smaller.

In this case, even a martial artist above the five-star level will pay more attention to the skillful use of energy, which is very different from the situation in the galaxy universe.

Looking back, it is somewhat similar to the situation in the Tianwu World, due to the suppression of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, the highest in the Tianwu World is innate and no one can break through the Void Breaking Realm, in this case, you can only study the use of power.

Of course, there is still a difference in levels, the strength level of the Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield is much higher than that of the Tianwu World, and the difficulty of using power is also far greater than that of the Tianwu World.

Rao is like this, but Feng Ziyue feels like a fish in water here.

He is a swordsmanship, most of them are used in the method, since the realm continues to climb, often just with absolute power bombardment, lost the true meaning of the sword, and later when he gathered the sky, he comprehended the principle of returning to the basics, and converged all the power in a sword, but when he really faced a strong enemy, he still relied on the realm to win

Although realm cultivation is important, the sword intent of the sword heart is also as important in Feng Ziyue's mind, and in this Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield, he can concentrate on tempering the sword heart and honing the sword intent.

The two were playing in the air in table tennis, and at this time, they were the only ones in the audience, so naturally the audience was paying attention, most of the people were cheering and cheering, and only a few people were looking at Feng Ziyue's figure with resentful eyes.

The master of the splendid heart had a non-cultivator's face that was extremely angry, and he didn't know what he was muttering in his mouth, and his fists were clenched extremely tightly.

In a short period of time, with his elder's authority, he was naturally able to understand everything after Feng Ziyue entered the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace.

He didn't pay attention to any outsiders at all, but his only lover died at the hands of the other party, so how could he not be angry?

- What kind of confrontation between the human race and other races, for a person of his status, does not care at all!

Whoever kills his apprentice will die!

In fact, after Feng Ziyue Swords slashed Jinxiuxin, he immediately went to several elders of the Elder Circle, hoping to punish Feng Ziyue.

But there is no precedent for this kind of thing, not to mention that Jinxiuxin himself proposed a duel of life and death, even if he wants to keep his hand at that time, it is simply impossible

Therefore, several elders did not hesitate to reject the request of the non-cultivator, they also had a lot of hope for Feng Ziyue himself, and they also hoped that this outsider would earn another piece of the sky for the human race, and the death of an elite core disciple was nothing?

The year-end battle was originally a testing ground to find out the real talents at the cost of a small number of people's lives.

Many people usually practice by leaps and bounds, and their strength is strong, but once they are on the battlefield, they can't play it at all, and they are purely cannon fodder who are killed.

Obviously, the patriarchs also put the splendid heart into this ranks.

The uncultivator came back scolding.

Seeing Feng Ziyue's performance in the battle with the furious wind so "brilliant", he knew in his heart that Feng Ziyue would definitely be protected as a treasure by the elders in the future, at least during the three-year protection period of outsiders, he had no chance to take revenge, even if it was after the expiration of the three-year period, he had to be careful and careful before he could find an opportunity.

"One day, I will make your kid commit a crime in my hands!

He gritted his teeth, his eyes red!

At this time, the battle between Feng Ziyue and the Furious Wind also reached the most intense and white-hot moment, Feng Ziyue's sword shadow was flickering, and it was so fast that it was impossible to see where the sword was, and the fist of the Furious Wind was also constantly making a sonic boom, and the speed was constantly increasing...。 Smack!

The air was filled with a burning scorching aura, as if their fists and swords were rubbing against the air too violently, and the atmosphere was also ignited.

Suddenly, I saw that the figures of the two suddenly separated, suddenly changed, and were tightly attached to one place!

The fist of the fierce wind stopped on Feng Ziyue's forehead.

And Feng Ziyue's sword is in the throat of the fierce wind!

"I lost!"

The furious wind laughed loudly and stood with his fists drawn.

Feng Ziyue's sword could kill him with a slight stab, and his fist was exhausted, even if it hit Feng Ziyue's head, it would only hurt him at most.

Lost!

But he lost heartily, without the slightest sense of frustration!

On the contrary, the furious battle wind only felt like drinking Daigo, refreshing, in this continuous fast fist and sword fight, the bottleneck that had plagued him for many years was broken, and he only felt that martial arts had entered a new realm

This battle is really worth losing!

"Take!"

Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, but he was not modest, in this competition of fast sword and fast fist, after all, he still won the battle, this is not the cheapness of the blade, but the gap in martial arts vision and knowledge.

He comprehended the Taixuan Induction Chapter and the Conscience Sword Codex, and the wisdom of his own martial arts was not below anyone, and then he could enjoy the magical martial arts recorded in the Holy Martial Heavenly Monument, although it was impossible to integrate it, even if it was impossible to practice all of it, but the breadth of his vision and the high level of his intention were really incomparable.

Fighting the wind, you won't lose at all!

"Feng Gongzi's swordsmanship is wonderful, and the little woman's long sword is already hungry and thirsty, if you two men finish fighting, don't mix together sticky, isn't it disgusting? Hurry up and let Feng Gongzi come over!"

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the ring in front of her, as delicate as a yellow bird, crisp and pleasant, but her words were a little nondescript.

Feng Ziyue couldn't help but be stunned, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Liang Feijin grimacing at herself, stretching out her hand to beckon.

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