[Chapter 986: A Brilliant Sword!] (3 more)

"It's late!"

Beitian Yilong let out a long laugh, his voice was as harsh as metal rubbing, his long silver hair fluttered, scattered behind him, his eyes were blood-red, and he was even more awe-inspiring.

"I have already sublimated the fusion of martial arts to such a realm, even if Feng Ziyue wants to disturb, it is already too late!"

"Hmph, I stepped into the realm of gathering heaven and sublimated martial arts, it is the only chance, who dares to stop me, the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, and the god blocks and kills the god!"

The first battle after stepping into the Gathering Heaven Middle Realm is very important, and it is with the understanding of this battle that many people have advanced by leaps and bounds, and their martial arts have matured, becoming the foundation for further progress in the future.

At this time, the martial arts are integrated and sublimated, and the power exerted cannot be the same as in the past, and even, many times a divine move is impossible to show even later.

A dragon in the north sky, with a solemn expression, and the light sword in his hand is about to gradually take shape!

Feng Ziyue still didn't move.

"Wind Boy!"

Huyan Bottler was almost jumping to his feet and shouting, but when he saw Feng Ziyue's gaze, he showed a fanatical intent, staring closely at the unformed lightsaber between the palms of the Beitian Dragon and the dragon!

He ...... What's wrong with him?"

Huyan Bottle's face was ugly, and he turned his head to ask Zhang Yan.

"This ...... I don't know, but look at this situation," Zhang Yan smiled bitterly, "Feng Gongzi seems to want to see how powerful the sword of the Northern Heaven Dragon is!"

"He's crazy!"

Huyan Bottler jumped up, "Beitian Yilong, originally Jutian Zhongjing, his strength is more than one step stronger than him, even if he is attacking continuously now, if he does not let Beitian Yilong's martial arts sublimation succeed, he may not be able to recover the disadvantage, but there is still a chance to win......"

"If you want Beitian Yilong to complete the sublimation of martial arts and cut out that divine sword, I'm afraid that even if your master Zhu San is here, you will have to retreat, right?"

"Who does he think he is?"

After stepping into the Gathering Heaven Middle Realm, because of the change in the power of the origin, most of the martial artists have a chance to experience the origin, reintegrate the martial arts, and sublimate the martial arts.

Generally speaking, this kind of opportunity is realized through a battle.

When a person who has just broken through to the realm of gathering the heavens, the martial arts are fused, and the essence, qi, and spirit are elevated to the apex, and the source power can be sublimated to martial arts.

If Feng Ziyue can stop it in advance, or there is still the possibility of a battle, but just watching the Northern Sky Dragon increase his momentum and wait for him to swing this sword, Feng Ziyue can't help but be too proud!

"He may really be a sword idiot, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to practice martial arts to this point at such a young age......"

"What's more, he is still a person from the New World, a few months ago, he didn't know the mystery of the martial arts of the Galaxy World, and he could have such an achievement, but I am afraid that it has nothing to do with his temperament......"

On the edge of life and death, comprehend martial arts, even if you don't pursue a victory, you must see the opponent learn the magic of martial arts and play it to the fullest.

Even if this battle is defeated, Feng Ziyue will gain much more from it than an easy victory.

He had a strong premonition in his heart that this sword swung by the Northern Heaven Dragon was not only a martial arts gathering in his life, but also a great benefit to Feng Ziyue's sword path.

Feng Ziyue also knew in his heart that if he waited until the sword of the Northern Heaven Dragon was formed, and then wanted to restrain himself, with his current martial arts, he was afraid that it would be extremely difficult.

But no matter what, the impulse in his heart made his hands and feet seem to be tied, and no matter what, it was impossible to make the first move!

"You're amazing!

The voice of the dragon in the north sky is getting colder and colder.

The shape of the lightsaber in front of him became clearer and clearer, and the joy on his face became more and more obvious.

This sword is about to be done!

Since he was born, he has been regarded as the first genius of the Beitian clan for 10,000 years, and within a few decades, he has passed several levels and stepped into the realm of gathering heavens, and has been practicing in retreat since he was a child.

Cultivation, swordsmanship, among the Beitian clan, at this age, don't think about being a second person!

In fact, his reputation had long spread throughout the Suzaku Seven Nights, and apart from the mysterious Fire Source Sect heirs, there was no young master who could compete with him!

Until the appearance of Feng Ziyue!

Speaking of which, Feng Ziyue's appearance was only a matter of a few months, but his reputation was all caused by the people of the Beitian clan.

In the new world, he killed the messenger of the galaxy, Beitian Yihe, that is, his own brother of Beitian Yilong, and at the top of the Hundred Merchants Dragon Pillar, he killed Beitianguang in nine moves, and became famous!

Beitian Yilong's emotions towards Feng Ziyue are complicated, but they are more hatred and jealousy.

Until today, he finally pierced the last layer of window paper, stepped into the realm of gathering heavens, and sublimated martial arts, and was about to split a sword that was easy to slash, only to feel that his eyebrows were raised, and the block in his chest was suddenly completely gone.

This sword is earth-shattering!

This sword is murderous!

This sword is majestic and domineering!

This sword, angry and crazy!

The shape of the lightsaber was finally completely condensed, and there was no flicker, it was a strange-shaped sword, the tip of the sword was like a tiger's head, the blade was like a snake's body, and the hilt was like a dragon's head, twisting and turning, with a strange and murderous aura.

"My martial arts is obtained from the extremely cold land of the northern sky, with no one, no self, and no mercy!"

"Only pride, loneliness, and hatred are the foundation of this swordsmanship!"

"The heavens and the earth change, my sword will not move!"

"Feng Ziyue, take the sword!"

"When the blade of the sword flashes, it is your time of death!"

Beitian Yilong let out a long breath, his palms were closed, and he only heard a banging sound, and the lightsaber flew up, turned into a huge shape, flashed light, and slashed towards the top of Feng Ziyue's head!

"Good!"

Feng Ziyue was so intoxicated that he couldn't care that he was in an extremely dangerous situation, but he still shouted a good word loudly!

"Beitian Yilong, originally your swordsmanship was complicated, this sword, Fang Cai has some meaning!"

Feng Ziyue's sword intent is tolerant and unyielding, soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, after stepping into the realm of gathering heavens, he always feels that his swordsmanship is missing something.

Probably because during this period of time, there has been no decisive battle between life and death, and the pressure is too small, and his swordsmanship has gradually relaxed.

On the other hand, the swordsmanship of this Northern Heaven Dragon is tense all the time!

This represents his childhood penance, his decades of suffering and loneliness, his pride in his swordsmanship, and his hatred for Feng Ziyue.

Now, in this sword, it is vividly displayed!

Who can resist such a sword technique?