Chapter 264: Sword Divine Technique!

On the outskirts of Wuyang City, there is a dilapidated ancient temple, the courtyard wall is crumbling, there is no incense at all, and even the golden body of the god has been mottled, and it is impossible to recognize which god it is.

Originally, it was a crisp weather in September and autumn, but for some reason, the sound of rolling thunder sounded, and the sky in the west also became gloomy and dark.

Zhuge Lian held a green paper umbrella with flowers, his face was pale, and he stood quietly outside the temple gate.

In the ruined temple, there was a deep sigh.

"Little Pity, you even gave the natal prayer seven-star lamp to others, what else is there to worry about?"

It was an old voice, with some trills, and then coughed violently, as if it had weakened.

In the ruined temple, there was no one in the empty temple.

But they did not know where this voice came from.

Zhuge Lian's brows furrowed, but his face "revealed" a stubborn "color".

"Grandpa Ji, the heavens are confused, I really can't see his good luck, please give me some advice, and I can calm my heart. ”

She had said this many times, but the old man in the temple who didn't know where he was would not let go.

"Today, he fought with the Chu madman, what was the result?"

Zhuge Lian did not give up, but still kept asking.

The old man smiled bitterly, "Little Pity, you count grandpa and me, although we have a little bit of the ability to see the heavens, but in the end we are not immortals, your brother of the Feng family, a battle with the Chu madman, is a battle on the Tianwu Continent, the pinnacle of the battle, before it arrives, how can anyone know the result?"

He coughed again before he spoke, "Don't say it's me, even if it's an extraterrestrial arithmetic, it's impossible to predict the outcome of this battle!"

Feng Ziyue fought with the Chu madman, affecting the heavens, and any fortune calculation was invalid, and no one could predict it.

"But ......"

Zhuge Lian's face became more and more pale, and he almost completely lost his blood color.

"Why is there such a deep sense of fear in Li'er's heart, as if something is going to happen......"

"I said it a long time ago," the voice of the old man in the temple paused, but the tone of his voice became extremely strange, "Since that Feng Ziyue got rid of the fate of the Heavenly Demon Lone Star, we can no longer find his number of lives, perhaps, this is the special thing about the people of the destiny of heaven." ”

"It's human nature that he doesn't want to take this path of destiny - but he can really change his life and let all his relatives who should have died survive, which is really strange......"

Feng Ziyue's original fate was incomplete, it should be that his six relatives were helpless, his limbs were mutilated, even if he was invincible in the world, he was still a mirror after all.

This is his destiny.

Today, however, this is no longer the case.

His fate is uncertain.

Zhuge looked at the dark sky in the west, with an anxious look on her face, and as this battle came, she became more and more panicked in her heart.

Even she herself did not know what the source of this panic was.

The old man in the temple sighed deeply.

"Wronged! Their war has triggered the heavens, and all we can do is wait for the result......"

Just listening to the sound of fluttering, the face of the clay wood carved god seated in the house, there are countless plasters that have fallen, and the remaining surface looks hideous and terrifying.

At the same time, Feng Ziyue was in a desperate situation.

A real desperate situation.

That contained a special move that surpassed the pinnacle line of the Burning Heaven, and it was actually broken by Chu Maniac with one punch, although Chu Maniac was also injured and vomited blood because of this, but Feng Ziyue also knew that this was not caused by the power of his sword move.

On the one hand, it was because of the injuries of the Chu madman himself.

On the other hand, it's also because of this punch that goes everywhere!

Fist Against the Sky!

This punch contains decades of helplessness, grief, hatred and determination of the Chu madman.

This punch is a punch from the Chu madman to the heavens and the earth, shattering the heavens and the earth and shattering the void!

If this punch is completed, the land of the Chu madman, who is sealed with demons, can also shatter the void, break free from the shackles of the power of heaven and earth, and no longer be trapped by the Tianwu Continent, soar into the sky, and no one can restrain him!

Feng Ziyue took a deep breath.

Without fist intent, he was already surrounded, and he couldn't even move a step.

Just now, he was still burning the sky and controlling the situation of heaven and earth, and the madman Chu just threw a punch, and all of them were subverted.

However, this is also expected by Feng Ziyue.

If the Burning Heaven just now could hurt the Chu madman, then he would not be the first in the world.

Chu madman has been famous for decades, how can he be idle?

Feng Ziyue had expected that he would have a trick, but he didn't expect that this trick would be so strong with a punch against the sky.

He looked at the Chu madman standing proudly in the air, and saw that his face was pale, his chest was bulging, his steps were like opening a bow, and he punched out, like a god.

This punch, I'm afraid it's out of his control.

Chu Madman's fist has also surpassed the peak, and there is no doubt about breaking through in battle.

Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, and the tip of the sword waved slowly.

When the Burning Heaven Flame was broken, the Xuanmu Holy Sword naturally returned to his hands.

The tip of his sword was lightly slashed, and it seemed to be chaotic, and it seemed to be traceable.

"This kid ......"

Long Buyang frowned, and a group of innate masters instantly surrounded him again, the horror of the punch against the sky made them tremble, and they couldn't help but think, if it was themselves who stayed in the intention of the sky-bombarding fist, what would it be?

I'm afraid that he has already been torn apart by that crazy fist intent, how can he be as calm and calm as Feng Ziyue?

"Senior Long, this anti-heaven punch is so powerful, how can Feng Ziyue deal with it?"

They can't see a way to deal with it anyway, if they are facing a punch against the sky, the only choice is to close their eyes and wait for death, but looking at Feng Ziyue, they don't seem to be panicking.

"That kid still has a sword that hasn't been learned...... But ......"

Long Buyang knew that Feng Ziyue also had a sword magic trick and the fifth type of ten thousand swords were one, and this sword was the best move to defeat him.

However, judging from the two styles of Fengzi Yue Zi Purple Electric Star and Burning Heaven just now, it is clear that it has surpassed the power of the sword of Ten Thousand Swords Gui One that he used that day, even if Ten Thousand Swords Gui One can be perfected again, I am afraid that it will not be enough to compete with the anti-heaven punch of Chu Madman.

"There's another trick?"

These innate masters were also shocked.

Although Feng Ziyue is now in a desperate situation, the power of the two moves of the Purple Electric Star and the Burning Sky just now is also in their eyes.

Any one move is enough to take their "life".

The wonder of this kind of swordsmanship has already exceeded their imagination, and when they heard that Feng Ziyue had another move, they couldn't help but feel chills all over their bodies.

The two people fighting over there can't be considered human beings!

There are only a few Northern Grandmaster Huhe, who have seen Feng Ziyue make a move, and they also know Feng Ziyue's endless swordsmanship, so no matter what kind of hole cards he turns over, they will not be surprised.

Feng Ziyue's sword tip, the dots are getting faster and faster.

The fist intent against the sky, under the traction of his sword moves, gradually formed a rotating vortex around Feng Ziyue's body, and the crumbling Qianzhang Lonely Peak seemed to gradually settle down.

However, even these ordinary innate masters on the periphery can see that this is not real peace, but the calm before the storm.

Whether it is Chu Madman or Feng Ziyue.

A thunderous blow is brewing!

"Finally all the swords are one......"

Long Buyang sighed, from Feng Ziyue's starting style, he had already seen this move.

Although he had long expected that Feng Ziyue had no other hole cards, when he really used this ten thousand swords to return to one move, Long Buyang still couldn't help but feel a wave of disappointment.

This sword, even if it is considered the innate pinnacle of the way of the sword, will definitely not be able to resist the anti-heaven punch of the Chu madman.

Because this punch against the sky is simply a mastery that shatters everything and surpasses the peak.

Any so-called peak martial arts will be defeated by this punch!

Long Buyang even felt that the power of this punch could rise infinitely, as if there would never be an end, even if it was the cosmic sky, under this punch, he would tremble.

"Could it be that no one can really beat the Chu madman?"

Seeing this punch, Long Buyang was disheartened.

The previous boxing and swordsmanship, Long Buyang only felt excited and excited when he looked at it, because this was the realm he could reach, and the more he saw it, the more longing in his heart burned.

But this is a punch against the sky......

Long Buyang could suddenly feel that this was a realm that he would never reach.

The way of martial arts, after all, requires genius.

And he doesn't have this genius.

This strong psychological gap made Long Buyang unacceptable.

In the past, he felt that he was inferior to Chu madman, but the realm that Chu madman could achieve, as long as time passed, he could finally cross it.

But after this punch appeared, Long Buyang's heart was full of bitterness.

With a punch against the sky, he cut the gap between himself and the two of them.

This is a step that I will never be able to cross.

It's not that he can't reach the innate peak, or even the realm of breaking the void in the future, but that he will never be able to understand and achieve the connotation contained in this punch.

That's what the strong are.

The punch of the strong!

It is not determined by his cultivation and strength, but by his temperament and mind.

Even if Chu Madman is just an ordinary person who doesn't know any martial arts, his fist will still be the fist of the strong, and he will never retreat.

This innate temperament and strength are not comparable to him.

The only ...... that can be challenged Maybe only Feng Ziyue, who is still calm and comfortable in front of the punch against the sky!

But......

Long Buyang sighed deeply.

If it's just ten thousand swords returning to one, it's not enough to shake the fist against the sky, is this amazing and brilliant boy going to fall in front of him?

Long Buyang's heart tightened, and he looked at Feng Ziyue's gaze, showing compassion.

At this time, Feng Ziyue had already drawn out his sword.

Against the heavens, a huge vortex formed around him, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster, and at this moment, the roar attacked, as if it was going to tear him to pieces.

At this time, around Feng Ziyue's body, ten thousand sword lights suddenly appeared!

Sure enough, ten thousand swords are one!

The fifth style of the Sword Divine Technique, the pinnacle of innate swordsmanship!

This ten thousand sword qi erupted thinly, just like the sun that suddenly rose and jumped out of the leaping layer, emitting ten thousand golden lights, wantonly cutting the surrounding fist intent, Huo Ran, the pressure on his body lightened.

The madman Chu raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.

The power of this sword does not stop there.

The strength of ten thousand swords is just a simple strength.

This kind of strength is like the fire that Long Buyang casts to burn the sky, although it is strong, but it is too scattered, although it is infinitely powerful, but it does not play a big role in the real master.

All swords are one.

Strong is strong on the word "unity".

This invincible ten thousand sword lights, fused into one, will exert such a powerful power.

This sword—

——It is the pinnacle of the world's power!

After breaking through the shackles of the surrounding fist intent, the ten thousand sword lights suddenly converged and converged into one, showing the peak realm of ten thousand swords returning to one.

Long Buyang was dazzled, although he had seen it once, but from the perspective of a bystander, when he saw this sword again, he could sense the supreme sword dao reason contained in it.

"Peerless swordsmanship!

He muttered to himself, but he couldn't stop shaking his head.

Even if it is a peerless swordsmanship, Chu Madman's anti-heaven punch beyond the peak, under it, I am afraid that it will not be pleased!

Rumble!

When ten thousand swords were unified and the peak of swordsmanship was exerted, the Chu madman also moved.

He punches.

A plain punch!

It's facing the sword light that rushes in front of you!

The power of one person and one punch to resist ten thousand swords.

It is also resisting heaven and earth.

This is the fist against the sky, the spirit of never giving up.

"Break! Break me!"

In the mouth of the Chu madman, a rare roar sounded.

With a bang, the fist collided with the sword light.

The sword light is shattered, and the fist is not weakened!

Feng Ziyue's peerless ten thousand swords are one, and he is actually breaking this anti-heaven punch!

"Ahh

Long Buyang patted his thigh and let out an exclamation, although he had expected that the return of ten thousand swords would inevitably be unable to withstand the punch against the sky, but he did not expect that he would be defeated so quickly and so miserably!

Chu Madman's fist had already passed through the surging sword light and went straight to Feng Ziyue's face.

Critical!

Feng Ziyue's three major sword moves have all been released, and they are completely ineffective against the Shangchu madman.

And this anti-heaven punch has already hit him in front of him.

If this punch is solid, no matter who it is, it will inevitably end up being shattered and bones.

Feng Ziyue's face was pale, and Huo Ran turned cold.

The shattered sword light suddenly seemed to freeze, staying in the air, motionless.

"Is it ......?"

Long Buyang's complexion changed drastically, and he jumped up frantically.

The fifth form of the Sword Divine Technique is already the pinnacle of the sword, and this punch is shattered, and the change is dead.

However, at this moment, among the shattered sword moves, there seemed to be another change.

"This ...... It's ......"

Long Buyang was dripping with cold sweat, and he didn't expect that there would be changes above the peak of the sword.

"Sword Divine Technique, can you still have a move?"

He looked at Feng Ziyue in disbelief, but saw that the shattered sword light suddenly swirled and danced rapidly, as if the nebula was changing, completely enveloping his whole person, and facing the punch of the Chu madman against the sky.

In the sword masterpiece, there is a change!

Ten thousand swords are broken, but there is still a change!