On the plains, all kinds of beasts rushed like a tide, sweeping everything. Not to mention the powerful beasts, even if they are tame species such as cattle, sheep, wildebeests, etc., as long as they gather in a herd and run in a surging manner, no one can face it head-on.

Seeing this turbulent current, no matter what kind of master he is, he can only choose to avoid, because no one can resist this majestic force of nature.

This move of the Hundred Beast Fury Tide is taken from the power of the Hundred Beasts Rush, and the Hundred Beast King Fist of the Martial Venerable level broke out at one time, and a head-on confrontation is the most unwise choice.

But Feng Ziyue was above the ring, and there was simply not enough space to dodge.

So, he didn't dodge either.

The only force that can fight against nature comes from heaven and earth.

The beasts on the plains are running rampant all the way, but if they encounter a standing cliff, they will naturally separate the torrent and go to one side.

No one will hit the mountain with their head.

And at this time, Feng Ziyue stood with a sword, not moving, but he was as immobile as a mountain, and the surging tide of beast anger was in front of him, and when he rushed to the front, Huo Ran separated, and naturally divided to both sides!

"What?"

All the masters present, no one could have imagined such a result, each fell through his glasses and bounced up from his seat one by one.

They had imagined countless results, even the most exaggerated, Feng Ziyue slashed out with a sword, and the hundred beasts reversed, backing up against their masters, which would not make them so surprised now.

Feng Ziyue was able to break the fury tide of beasts that almost swept the heavens and the earth without making a single move.

Oh my God, is he still human!

Zheng Tu's mouth couldn't help but let out a moan-like moan.

It was also the first time that he began to wonder if it was the right choice to go against the Feng family and face this almost demonic Feng Ziyue.

He ...... Is he a youkai?"

Eagle King Ling Feixiu rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing.

The beast shadow that devoured everything had no effect on this young man in white who stood calmly?

Zheng Jingwei's face was pale, Zheng Mingyu was even more bleak, she remembered the terrible scene of Luan Wu dying in front of her that day, and the inhuman-shaped corpse of her second brother Zheng Hu, panicked and frightened, opened her mouth to scream, but couldn't shout anything.

Feng Ziyue didn't make a move, but he already won people's hearts!

Zheng Long pushed out with both palms, and he was already trying his best, and the fierce beast form continued to pour out, joining the rolling beast tide, but he looked at Feng Ziyue proudly in despair, this trick had no effect on him!

"No...... It's impossible, no one can break my beast rage without making a move!"

He gritted his teeth and shouted in a mournful voice, his eyes blood-red as if he were crazy.

Feng Ziyue stood quietly, his clothes swayed lightly, but the tip of the sword raised flat did not tremble at all, and the palm of the sword holding it was also stable and dry. He smiled slightly, "Actually—"

"I still made a move. ”

His sword was raised flatly, and the beast shadow that rushed up was like a flying snow meeting fire, or a sea tide meeting a reef, naturally dissolving and separating, and on both sides of his body, it split into two torrents.

"If this fact is a little comforting to you......"

If you don't fire a sword, you can break through the wrath of all beasts, if you are a congenital master, you can easily do it. But Feng Ziyue's current cultivation is still a line away.

So he made a sword.

Although this sword does not shake, does not move, and is as quiet as a rock, it is indeed a sword at the pinnacle of wonder.

The third form of the sword god duel.

Cliffs are full of ice!

If it is said that the first type of sword god duel and one sword slashing Tiangang is the pinnacle of "fast"; then the second type of killing one person in ten steps is the pinnacle of "killing intent"; and when it comes to this third type of cliff and ice, Feng Ziyue has realized the truth of "potential".

In the past, Fengziyue sought the sword of the world, practiced the sword under the glacier, but saw a hundred zhang cliffs, frozen for thousands of years, even since ancient times, the vicissitudes of the sea, only this cliff stands majestically, magnificent and unprovoked.

Don't say a word, don't move, but do the power of heaven and earth.

Thousands of walls stand, birds return, whether it is a river rushing, or an avalanche collapses, it cannot move its roots.

Feng Ziyue is under the glacier, seeing the rising sun rising on the ice wall, magnificent, occasionally feeling, this is the first sword in the world that does not move - the cliff is a hundred zhang ice!

With a sword in hand, it is like standing on a wall, and there is nothing to break in the world!

Even if you are not afraid of avalanche disasters, what is the impact of a few beasts!

Everyone present, but no one could completely see through the mystery, if it weren't for Zheng Long's murderous awe, I was afraid that everyone would think it was Feng Ziyue's illusion.

Although the four martial artists who watched the battle had their own feelings, and from the awe-inspiring momentum of Fengziyue, they realized a trace of martial arts, but they were like slush claws, and they were nowhere to find them.

Only Zhuge Lian's eyes lit up, and when he saw Feng Ziyue's magical sword momentum, he muttered to himself, not knowing what he was saying.

"What are they doing?" Zhu Yunzhao saw that the beast shadow was rushing, and he couldn't hurt Feng Ziyue at all, and his courage also grew, and he asked curiously. Qi Xiaodie and the others shook their heads together, not knowing the name of this.

Although Hu Xiaodao couldn't understand it, he waved his flag and shouted, and everyone was shocked at this time, and the audience was almost silent, only he kept clamoring.

Zheng Long's moves are getting stronger and stronger, and the fury of the beasts is coming, but he is becoming more and more afraid in his heart, only to feel that the figure of Feng Ziyue on the other side is getting taller and taller, like a mountain peak that can never be destroyed, and no matter how hard he tries, it is only in vain.

Moreover, he could also faintly feel that Feng Ziyue's sword was getting stronger and stronger, and once he waited until he was exhausted, it would be the end of his life!

This kind of fear is something that no opponent has ever experienced.

Moreover, the powerlessness that this kid gives himself is like challenging an invincible master.

How could it be...... So strong?

Could it be that he is an innate master? Zheng Long's heart flashed with such a thought, but then he overturned his strange thought--impossible, impossible!

There was a look of fear in his eyes, and his throat rattled, but he couldn't make any sound, as if the mountain on the other side had pressed down on him.

"The momentum has come to an end, and so has the end of life!"

Feng Ziyue's sword shook slightly, Zheng Long's body moved, he was unstable, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the beast shadow behind him began to collapse, kneeling on one knee.

Zhuge Dan sighed, knowing that the outcome had been decided, and turned his head to ask his daughter suspiciously.

"Li'er, this ...... How could this Feng Ziyue's strength be so strong? The gap between him and Zheng Long was really so big?"

Can someone who can kill Wuzun with such a raise of his hand, is it ...... Could it be that he is a congenital master? This is impossible, just with Feng Ziyue's young age, how can he break through the innate nature? What's more, his Xuanqi cultivation can be seen clearly by himself, at most he is just a great martial artist? Is he hiding his strength? (Thanks to the book friend 101124174003057, Chen Liang for his handsomeness, and Zhende Haojian's reward!)