The speed of the sword technique itself is beyond the reaction of a normal person. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After blessing Jian Gang, the speed of the silver iron soft sword reached a higher level, so fast that it flashed in the void.

Tang Fengyue only had time to see a flash of silver light, and a chill enveloped his heart first, making his hairs stand on end.

Sonor!

Almost subconsciously blocked the spear, Tang Fengyue suddenly felt his arm numb, if it weren't for the body of the war demon to train his physical strength, this blow would definitely be seriously injured under the sword master.

But Rao was like this, and he didn't feel good, the whole person was forced to withdraw straight by the flying sword, and his feet rubbed a little spark on the surface of the ring.

"Demon Conqueror!"

Zao Wou-Ki controlled the sword technique with one hand, and held the soft sword in his hand with the other, and killed Tang Fengyue again.

The combined strength of the two swords is unmatched.

Li Buyi's face was ugly, and so far, he found that he had no power to fight back at all, whether he was facing Zao Wou-Ki or Tang Fengyue.

The strength shown by these two is even stronger than when facing him.

"Hahaha, Shaozhuang has won. ”

The Spirit Sword Attendant laughed loudly, and deliberately glanced in the direction of Sanssouci Valley.

"Brother Tang, you are not my opponent, let's lose. ”

Zao Wou-Ki smiled confidently. By the time Tang Fengyue finally counteracted the power of the sword technique, and before he could mention it in one breath, he had been gathering momentum for a long time and made the strongest move.

A sword stabbed out, and tangible and qualitative fluctuations spread, enveloping Tang Fengyue layer upon layer.

"Brother Tang!"

Xu Feifei stood up with a pale face.

The flower lilies and the flower begonia sisters also screamed.

"It's too early. ”

Unexpectedly, Tang Fengyue suddenly swept his spear, and a lightning line rushed out, striking out nine points in the circle of the Great Demon Sword Momentum, and it was a dragon-shaped flash that specialized in attacking flaws.

If it was an ordinary person, of course, there was no strength to resist Zao Wou-Ki at this time. But Tang Fengyue had three strands of true qi in his body, except for the most poisonous true qi he didn't want to touch, the chaotic true qi and the amethyst true qi were completely able to take turns.

Theoretically, the two internal forces are in constant circulation, and there is almost no time when he cannot produce them. Unless both internal forces are consumed. But among the masters of the same level, the person who can make him exhaust his internal strength is obviously not born yet.

"Zao Wou-ki, you can also take my move. ”

After one move, there is another move. When resisting the sword technique just now, Tang Fengyue was also preparing for a counterattack. With a flick of the wrist, the tip of the spear flashed like a poisonous diamond, reflecting the stars in the sky.

Starry-studded.

The distance between the two sides was less than three feet at the moment, and Tang Fengyue's attack was sudden, and the Dao Starlight suddenly fell on Zhao Wouji.

Whoop......

The sword gang in Zao Wouji's body spontaneously urged and blocked a fatal move for him.

"I'll see how long you can resist. ”

Any martial arts has a limit, and Tang Fengyue doesn't believe that Jian Gang can't be consumed. And once the sword gang is broken, Zao Wou-ki's strength will drop by at least one notch.

In the next time, Tang Fengyue used practical actions to tell everyone what is fierce and what is domineering.

Thunderbolt.

Starry-studded.

Dragon-like flash.

Tang Fengyue fired three tricks in a row, hitting the meteor on Zhao Wouji's body and flying out involuntarily. Tang Fengyue followed closely and didn't give Zao Wou-Ki any chance to react at all.

"Edgeworthiness!"

Zhao Wouji's face was gloomy, and he urged the Silver Iron Soft Sword to attack Tang Fengyue, hoping to ease the opponent's offensive.

At this time, the Sky Wind Trick began to show its might.

Compared with the sword step, although the Sky Wind Technique is a little less subtle, it is a little more light and elegant. Tang Fengyue seemed to have eyes behind her back, and while dodging, she attacked Zao Wou-Ki.

The spear stabbed mercilessly. After the three-style loose pistol move, it is a shocking marksmanship.

Proud.

Across the world.

Disillusionment.

The offensive was heavy after heavy, and the sword gang on Zao Wouji's body was rapidly consumed, becoming extremely thin. Moreover, Tang Fengyue found that as the sword gang dissipated, the power of the sword technique was also decreasing.

"Bastard thing!"

Both the Spirit Sword Attendant and the Iron Sword Attendant stood up, staring at Tang Fengyue with cold eyes.

"Hahaha, happy, good job. ”

Venerable Xuantong burst out laughing, extremely happy.

Venerable Mingxu was worried, and said, "If you continue to attack like this, I am afraid that the internal strength of the little prince will be consumed quickly, and it may not be beneficial to the battle situation." ”

It's not just him who thinks this way, but anyone with a little experience can see it.

"It seems that Jade Dragon is planning to make a quick decision and make a desperate bet. As long as he can break Zao Wou-ki's sword gang before his internal strength is exhausted, he will win. Otherwise, he will lose. What a domineering temperament!"

Zhang Hui, Ouyang Jiu's mother, looked at the battle situation and muttered to herself.

"Is it really good for you to bet like this?"

On the Emei side, Lian Qing had a very faint melancholy on his face.

Daoist Jingyi and Daoist Lianxu glanced at each other, also very worried. In terms of feelings, they are naturally biased towards Tang Fengyue. Hopefully he can win.

Everyone thought that Tang Fengyue was gambling. Only he knows that he has the capital to do so.

First of all, his own physical strength is very impressive, which leads to the same strength in the eyes of others, and he consumes far less than others think.

Second, the Chaotic True Qi creates vitality and is endless. He didn't have to worry about it being consumed in such a short time. At least he had the self-confidence, and when Zao Wou-ki's sword gang was exhausted, his internal strength was still abundant.

"Tang Fengyue, do you want to lose both?"

Zhao Wuji stared at Tang Fengyue with a gloomy face, his eyes cold and ruthless.

He had never been forced so badly by his peers, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back. Although the other party was incapable of hurting him, this feeling of oppression still made him very irritable and annoying.

The king is not to be humiliated.

"You think too highly of yourself. ”

Tang Fengyue smiled coldly, dodged a sword attack again, and smashed the gun on the other party. With a bang, bits and pieces of broken light dissipated into the void. Tang Fengyue's smash finally destroyed the opponent's sword gang.

"Tang Fengyue, you are looking for death!"

At this moment, Zao Wou-Ki laughed mockingly, and a king's sword aura rushed straight into the sky, like a tornado, making everyone in the four fields want to surrender.

"You can be proud to be defeated under the Wang Jian Nine Style that I have comprehended. ”

Zao Wou-Ki swung his sword. This sword carries the aura of the imperial road, as if an emperor is in the dust, making people feel their own insignificance and humility.

Even in the Heavenly Sword Villa, few people knew that what Zao Wou-Ki had comprehended from the exquisite sword heart was not the sword technique at all, but another ancient curiosity, the Nine Styles of Wang Jian.

Compared to the lethality, Wang Jianjiu's style is certainly not as good as the imperial sword technique. But when it comes to being broad and profound, Wang Jianjiu's style is not inferior to the imperial sword technique.

And because Wang Jianjiu's style was more in line with Zao Wouji's sword momentum, at this moment, the power of this sword in his hands was far greater than that of the imperial sword technique.

This sudden situation directly shocked everyone. So far, who would have expected that Zao Wou-Ki would still have amazing hole cards hidden.

"If you don't make a move, you will turn things around. Is that what you're talking about?"

An old man sighed with emotion, feeling that he was really old.

And the people who were good friends with Tang Fengyue changed color one by one. But time was running out. They could only watch Tang Fengyue lose.

"Do you really think you're in control?"

Facing the first style of Wang Jianjiu's style, Tang Fengyue's eyes were calm and waveless. He is a hegemon, what a king, a king, who dares to stand in his way, cut them one by one!

The body relaxed, Tang Fengyue urged the internal force, his right arm shook, and the white dragon spear stabbed out suddenly. Accompanied by a sound that seemed to be the rotation of an electric drill.

At this moment, if you get closer, you will find that Tang Fengyue's white dragon spear is vibrating at a speed that surpasses ordinary people's vision, and even the void seems to be distorted.

Multiply......

A terrible scene happened. Zhao Wouji's subjugated kingly spirit couldn't even hold on for a second under Tang Fengyue's shot, and it was directly shattered.

Tang Fengyue was cold and ruthless, and with a twist of her wrist, the concussive gun smashed on Zhao Wouji's body again.

Wow!

Zao Wou-Ki looked up to the sky and vomited blood, flying upside down like an arrow from a string.

Oscillator.

That's right, what Tang Fengyue is performing at this moment is the concussive gun move he newly comprehended before the start of the Qingyun Competition, the concussive style. He had shown the power of this move a little before, but now it was in full swing.

The power of the concussion shocked everyone.

"What kind of marksmanship is this?"

Many shouted, their eyes widening.

"Young owner!"

At this moment, everyone in the Heavenly Sword Villa also stood up, and the Spirit Sword Attendant and the Iron Sword Attendant were even more pale.

Seeing that Zao Wou-Ki exposed his biggest hole card, he will win. Unexpectedly, Tang Fengyue also had hole cards in his hand, and the situation was reversed instantly. This comes and goes, so fast that people's thoughts can't be turned.

Tang Fengyue stood in place and took a deep breath. To be honest, the power of the concussion was a little surprising even to him. But the more powerful it is, the happier he is.

"Tang Fengyue, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply. ”

Zao Wou-Ki coughed up blood in his mouth and struggled to his feet. As for the silver iron soft sword, as early as the moment when he was knocked away, he fell to the ground due to lack of control mental strength.

"Each other, each other. Zao Wou-ki, do you still want to fight?"

Tang Fengyue's eyes were flat. But in Zao Wou-ki's eyes, this kind of blandness is more like a kind of contempt. His kingly spirit does not allow him to be looked down upon.

"I didn't want to use this trick, but you forced me to do everything. ”

Zao Wou-Ki laughed. And his words made everyone chill even more, could he have a stronger move?

I saw Zao Wou-Ki slap his chest, and a mouthful of blood spit on the soft sword in his hand, and then the soft sword suddenly trembled violently, bursting out with a ray of blood that made people's blood coagulate.

"With my essence and blood, sacrifice my heart sword, and take the soul of the sword, go!"

Zhao Wouji's face was pale, his hands were a little bit, and the blood sword in his hand rushed out at an unprecedented speed, like a bloody light urging his life.

Sonor!

Almost at the first time of resisting, Tang Fengyue's mouth spilled blood, and the white dragon spear almost flew out uncontrollably. Even if he cast the concussion style, the power of the concussion could not resist the blood sword in the slightest.

"Hahaha, the young owner is the young owner, and the young owner is the strongest. ”

The disciples of Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa cheered.

Tang Fengyue clenched his hands, and suddenly let out a low cry in his mouth, and a whirling force suddenly rushed out of his arms, causing his strength to skyrocket like a spring.

At this moment, what he was exerting was the third layer of the Supreme Infinite Law. Under the effect of triple attack power, the power of concussion erupted like an angry dragon, and the blood sword was smashed into several sections at once.

The blood sword was connected to Zao Wou-ki's mind, the blood sword was shattered, and Zao Wou-Ki also spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground with his eyes open.