[Chapter 564: Thirty Breaths of Bloody Battle!]

The sword light is connected, and the time of five breaths has passed.

The golden sword light seemed to reveal a look of exhaustion, which was also expected by Feng Ziyue.

He had been paying attention to the situation of the golden sword light and the dragon-shaped long sword, and there had been a slight change since the golden-clothed Feng Ziyue began to perform this supreme move.

If it were someone else, I was afraid that I would have been shocked by the supreme sword a long time ago, where would I have time to pay attention to other things, but Feng Ziyue kept checking the changes in it all the time, and he could see it clearly.

In the end, it is a borrowed power, one flourishes, then declines, and three is exhausted.

The sword of the gold-clothed Feng Ziyue seems to have reached the peak of power, but in the same way, borrowing the power of the secret of the Taixuan Induction Chapter, it has reached its limit.

In the vast sword light, there are already faint broken lines, but I am afraid that this power will be exhausted, and it is at the moment.

The current situation is to see if the residual power of this Taixuan Induction Chapter can survive these thirty breaths.

Within thirty breaths, you have a glimmer of life, and outside of thirty breaths, there is more than one luck!

The seventh form of the Sword Divine Technique gathers the power of heaven and earth, but it only resists the time of the five breaths, and it has already appeared!

In any case, grit your teeth and persevere, and strive to survive for a longer time.

Feng Ziyue used the seventh form of the Sword God Technique this time, which was completely different from the previous times, in the past, he was in a hurry and desperate, but at this time, even if he was the strongest move, it was just a way to delay time.

Naturally, it is necessary to give full play to the hidden power in this sword.

Among them, the turning point is even more magical, Feng Ziyue has an understanding, but unfortunately it is an extremely difficult time, Feng Ziyue is a little careless, it is a catastrophe, and he does not dare to slack off, and he can't devote himself to the comprehension of the way of the sword.

Ten breaths!

In the blink of an eye, the sword light of the seventh form of the Sword Divine Technique had been pressed to the place close in front of Feng Ziyue, and it was in danger.

Never since he realized the sword, he had never been so embarrassed.

The face of the golden-clothed Feng Ziyue was still full of ridicule, and the sword light was not half condensed, it was still extending.

Feng Ziyue snorted, the sword light in his hand tightened more and more, but his body also floated backwards.

The power of heaven and earth is difficult to handle, but in front of this supreme sword move, it is like a fragile piece of tissue paper, shattered like withering and decaying.

It's no wonder that the opponent on the opposite side was originally himself, and the mystery of the sword magic trick was even more clear to the other party, and if he could cast this supreme sword, he could naturally easily subdue himself.

The seventh form of the Sword Divine Technique, he has not yet comprehended it, but the other party knows it in his heart, and his weaknesses are much clearer than him.

Such a difficult battle, Feng Ziyue has never encountered since he was reborn.

Fifteen breaths!

Feng Ziyue's body flew out upside down, and the sword light of the seventh type of the Sword Divine Technique was already on the verge of shattering.

"Now, believe it or not, I can kill you before the deadline you imagined?"

The golden-clothed Fengzi Yue Chang smiled and spoke, his eyes cold.

"Not necessarily!"

On the side of Feng Ziyue's sword, the sword light was restored, it was actually in a desperate situation, and there was a turn, he turned around with difficulty to resist, but it was not a vital point, but it was also scarred, and unconsciously, he had been injured by the sword power that leaked in.

If it were an ordinary person, if he was touched by this sword, he would have died of courage a long time ago, that is, Feng Ziyue was born arrogant and tough, so he could barely support it.

But Rao is like this, and this last turn over is almost to the point of running out of oil and lamps.

Twenty breaths!

The sword light of the seventh type of the Sword God Technique was completely shattered!

In the face of Feng Ziyue's dying counterattack, the gold-clothed Feng Ziyue just flipped the blade in his hand and completely suppressed him.

This strongest self, I'm afraid that he has really already understood the true meaning of the Sword Divine Technique.

Although Feng Ziyue's complexion has not changed, his heart is also awe-inspiring.

Since being reborn, I have never been forced to this point.

Whether it is facing Chu madman or facing Youhuang, although Feng Ziyue has almost reached a desperate situation, he has always had hole cards, and there is always a chance to turn over.

As for stepping into the outer world, although each of the void-breaking masters he encountered was stronger than himself in terms of cultivation, his understanding of martial arts was far worse than his own.

Therefore, in the continuous battles in the outer world, although it is said that the cultivation has always been far inferior, and it has always been weak and strong, but in these previous battles, Feng Ziyue did not feel that it was so difficult.

Maybe it's because of their martial arts, there are too many straight and straight, except for surpassing Feng Ziyue at the level of strength, the rest of the various martial arts have not surpassed in essence.

To be honest, the level of martial arts on the Dongming Continent was very disappointing to Feng Ziyue.

When Feng Ziyue was able to rely on the innate tenth-weight compression of heaven and earth and the supplement of the Sword Divine Technique, he was able to not suffer a loss at the level of strength, this seemed to be a very unfair battle, but he won very easily.

But this time, it's a very different story.

Jinyi Fengziyue, that is, the strongest self.

No matter in terms of strength, martial arts level, and swordsmanship comprehension, they have far surpassed themselves, forming a comprehensive suppression, and it is not easy for Feng Ziyue to be able to hold on to it until now under him.

The only chance he could see was that the power was too great for the world to contain, not from itself, but from the secret recipe at the top of the tower.

But—will he be able to survive the last ten breaths?

Twenty-five breaths!

Feng Ziyue was hit hard, and on top of his white clothes, there were already mottled blood spots.

His whole person was thrown out by the sword light and fell into the air, almost unable to move, only the hand holding the sword was still firm.

There are still five breaths to go, but he has completely fallen to the brink of defeat!

The sword light in the gold-clothed Feng Ziyue's hand had gradually become a little exhausted, and even the sword in his hand, even including him, had become a little blurred.

Yes, Feng Ziyue is not biased.

The secret of the Taixuan Induction Chapter, although it is an extremely magical thing, but just relying on a dead thing, it is still far from enough to support this supreme sword.

Within thirty breaths, even this supreme sword can't escape the fate of disappearing.

- Even, even this golden-clothed Feng Ziyue can no longer survive.

But the key question now is, can Feng Ziyue still hold on, this last five breaths?

The Nine Heavens Divine Dragon outside the Gate of Radiance, at this time, finally saw the key to it, it couldn't help but be extremely nervous, although its eyes were close to despair, but it still retained the last trace of expectation.

"It's the first time I've seen such a strong herringbone trial, but in this case, this kid still has such a chance......"

The Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, looking at the pale face, flew upside down Feng Ziyue's face, waving his claws, and involuntarily became anxious.

The white ape heard the relay of the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, and was even more entangled.

This time, there will be such a situation in the herringbone trial, even if the white ape once imagined the terrible place, he really didn't expect that this opponent could be so strong.

At the beginning, Sanquan Zhenren could not have encountered such a predicament, and he was still hit to such a point, in comparison, this Feng Ziyue's tenacity is really impressive.

Now the competition is time.

Can Feng Ziyue hold on to this last moment?

The faces of the white ape and the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon were full of worry.

Feng Ziyue only felt a sharp pain all over his body, almost as if he had been shattered.

This kind of pain, of course, he can still grit his teeth and persevere, this is all injured by the sword power, the real sword light, sword qi, and sword moves have not fallen on his body.

The swordsmanship has reached their realm, a sword is swinged, the blade is not the focus, the sword qi that radiates out can be extended longer, but the simple sword qi can not give full play to the subtlety of the sword move, and the sword light on the periphery is an important part of hurting people and trapping the enemy.

And this supreme sword, in addition to the sword body, sword qi, and sword light, is more powerful.

This sword power is formless, but it hurts people invisibly.

If it weren't for Feng Ziyue's own cultivation and martial arts, he was afraid that the sword power of this far away would be able to smash his body.

But even so, he was now covered in bruises,—— and at the same time, he still had to resist that peerless sword move, which was extremely difficult.

As long as...... Just hold on to the five breaths again!

Feng Ziyue gritted his teeth and snorted, the cold sweat on his forehead trickled down, and the sword body flipped over, revealing a faint sword light.

"Bang!"

Hearing the sound of a slight impact, Feng Ziyue broke the sword in his hand, and as soon as he touched the golden sword light, he flew out of his hand, spun around a few times in the air, and quietly inserted himself on the top of the tower.

In one move, it was already broken, and now that there is no sword in hand, the seventh form of the Sword Divine Technique has been completely broken.

Feng Ziyue was bare-handed, covered in bruises, facing the strongest sword move in the world!

And four breaths!

The weak sword just now still bought him a breath of time after all, but the remaining four breaths were enough for the golden-clothed Fengziyue to kill it!

Feng Ziyue gritted his teeth, slapped out with his left palm, and pointed out with his right hand!

100 steps of golden palm!

One is the peerless palm technique created by the master of the Golden Hand Society, and the other is the ancient finger power left by the Jokhang Temple for thousands of years.

This can be called the pinnacle even in the void-breaking martial arts.

However, this palm and finger can only withstand the time of a breath.

Sword light to!

Hearing the sound of the card rubbing, Feng Ziyue snorted coldly, flew back, his left forearm, and his right finger bone were broken at the same time!

And three breaths!

By this time, Feng Ziyue had almost turned over his hole cards.

He has already used all the swordsmanship that can be used, including the world's No. 1 Guardian Zhenlong Leyline, which is simply unable to resist the current Supreme Sword.

Now that there is no sword in hand, the power of the sword move will be slightly discounted, in the face of such a swordsmanship, if there is a mistake, it is to find death.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly, his body shrank, he took a breath, and retreated slightly along the powerful sword light!

"Hmph! Waste swordsmanship, what a way!"

The gold-clothed Fengziyue drank loudly, and the sword light passed by, and Fengziyue had already circled back!

The abolition of swordsmanship, with the power of the enemy, against the opponent, is exquisite, but unfortunately, dealing with such a master, after all, can only play a role.

Two more breaths!