Lu Tian's strength is indeed very strong, almost reaching the senior quasi-emperor level, of course, mainly relying on the sky-level stick in his hand.
Ordinary kings, even if they get a sky-level weapon, they dare not expose it.
But the quasi-emperor is different, except for the emperor of the Faxiangjing and the emperor of war, few people can snatch it.
Li Fuchen didn't hold it big, the Red Lotus Sword returned to its sheath, the Slaughter Heaven Sword was pulled out, and he handed it over.
With only ten swords, Li Fuchen defeated Lu Tian.
Not to mention that Lu Tian's strength is not as good as him, even if the two are equal in strength, Li Fuchen can easily defeat the other party.
Lu Tian was defeated, and among the disciples of the Heidi Sect, apart from Shangguanyu and Hu Yuanfeng, no one was Li Fuchen's opponent.
"Does Yuanhai Realm's triple cultivation base possess the strength of a high-level quasi-emperor?"
The silver-haired old man nodded his head.
Shangguanyu suddenly brought a friend back. To tell the truth, Hei Di Sect was still very concerned about the ups and downs. As the Supreme Elder of Hei Di Sect, he naturally wanted to test Li Fuchen's strength.
Initially, Li Fuchen is very good.
But just being excellent is useless. The sect master cares most about blood. Without the blood of Saint Monarch, it is absolutely impossible for Li Fuchen to combine with Shangguan Yu.
"Li Fuchen, I'm Hu Yuanfeng asking for advice or two."
The defeat in Shangguanyu's hands made Hu Yuanfeng very aggrieved, but Shangguanyu is after all a disciple of the Black Emperor Sect and the daughter of the Black Emperor Sect Master. Losing to her hands would not be too embarrassing, but if he doesn't get ahead to defeat Li Fuchen, that would be ashamed. In any case, he was also the first disciple of the Black Emperor Sect before the Grand Tournament.
"Please!"
To the surprise of the silver-haired old man, Li Fuchen did not refuse Hu Yuanfeng.
One is the top quasi emperor, and the other is the high quasi emperor. Logically speaking, there is almost no suspense about the outcome.
After all, the top quasi-emperor can do anything casually, and the high-grade quasi-emperor can't catch it, so how can it be beaten
As soon as he came up, Hu Yuanfeng displayed the Black Emperor Fist.
Hei Diquan has no attributes, just like Li Fuchen's Sky Wheel Sword Technique.
The black water flow came surgingly, it was actually a real punch, and below the Emperor Zhun, as long as there was a trace of water, it would be blasted into fragments.
Tian-level martial arts has always been so domineering.
"Liu Ren is merciless."
Li Fuchen drew out with a sword, and a scarlet thread drew out.
Compared with the past, the Heavenly Sword Zhaoliujian Ruthlessly is more perfect and stronger.
You know, at the level of the Douling Realm, he has realized that the Heavenly Sword Zhao Liubian is ruthless, and now he is in the Yuanhai Realm triple realm, if Liubian Ruthless cannot be perfected, it would be too unreasonable.
This is also the difference between creating martial arts and learning martial arts.
Create your own martial arts, which can be perfected at any time.
But learning martial arts is generally difficult to break through the shackles of creators and push martial arts to a new level.
The greatly perfected Liubian is ruthless, and its power is stronger than most low-level swordsmanship of the sky. The red silk thread seems to be able to divide the world, divide the yin and yang, draw out with a sword, and divide the black water.
Boom!
In the black water stream, the black figure annihilated the red silk thread with a punch.
"It's still a bit short."
Li Fuchen didn't care.
Hu Yuanfeng's strength is undoubtedly the top quasi-emperor level, similar to the black and white umbrella girl, and he is a bit worse than the two.
Of course, in the battle between the kings, as long as the difference in attack power is not too great, the outcome is still hard to say.
Especially for Li Fuchen, as long as he can't hurt him with one move, he is sure to rely on personal force to defeat the opponent.
The premise is that the opponent can't hurt himself with one move. If Hu Yuanfeng's fist is stronger, he will be slightly injured after another move. Then he must rely on other advantages to defeat Hu Yuanfeng.
"Kamikaze is howling!"
Leaping high, Li Fuchen swung his sword down, and the endless gust of wind blew towards Hu Yuanfeng.
This endless gust of wind, in fact, is endless sword aura, but these sword auras all contain the heroic sword intent.
After reaching the Yuanhai Realm, Li Fuchen created a heavenly low-level sword to draw God's Wind Howl on the basis of the heroic swordsmanship.
Li Fuchen now has six heavenly low-level swordsmanship and a large heavenly low-level swordsmanship.
"Ok?"
Hu Yuanfeng furrowed his brows, his figure backed back again and again, his fists frequently blasted out, shattering the violent wind and sword energy.
Although his strength was at the top quasi-emperor level, his defense did not reach the top quasi-emperor level, let alone Li Fuchen, even an intermediate quasi-emperor or even a junior quasi-emperor could hurt him when he was careless.
The sword aura is really like a violent wind, blowing towards Hu Yuanfeng from all directions, and the sword aura is not straight, it has various trajectories, the most terrifying thing is that even if the sword aura is shattered, as long as the sword intent does not dissipate, it will be shattered. 'S sword aura will automatically converge with other sword auras, and continue to madly attack Hu Yuanfeng.
It can be said that there are only the most powerful moves, not the most perfect moves.
Every move has its meaning.
Kamikaze's howl is indeed not as ruthless and powerful as a meteor from the sky, but Kamikaze's howl is very difficult to defeat at once, unless the gap between the two sides is too large, otherwise, Kamikaze's howl is enough to contain the opponent and make the opponent tired.
"Burning sword!"
After the kamikaze howled in anger, Li Fuchen displayed the heavenly low-level sword called Fenjian created on the basis of Yunhuo Thousand Burning Killing.
As soon as the Fenjian came out, the temperature between heaven and earth soared, as if arriving in a magma hell.
Boom!
Kamikaze's howl and Fenjian gathered together, and did not produce the slightest loss, but produced a wonderful reaction. The fire took advantage of the wind, and the wind helped the fire. Hu Yuanfeng was swallowed and drowned by the violent fire waves all at once.
"If you have mastered so many heavenly sword moves, Yuanfeng is hanging!"
The silver-haired old man was very surprised.
He thought that Li Fuchen was only a high-level quasi-emperor, but he did not expect that Li Fuchen was not a high-level quasi-emperor, but a top-level quasi-emperor.
Look at the level of strength, mainly look at two points, the first is attack power, and the second is comprehensiveness.
If Hu Yuanfeng is strong enough to attack.
Then Li Fuchen is comprehensive enough.
There is only one kind of Tian-level martial arts that Hu Yuanfeng can grasp, but Li Fuchen has several kinds, each with its own characteristics and effects. This kind of very comprehensive person, unless he can crush the opponent, otherwise, If you want to defeat the opponent, there are many difficulties, and the opponent always has various means to deal with you and find your flaws.
"Sweep the world!"
In the sea of flames, Hu Yuanfeng yelled and punched out, and a black water vortex was born, evacuating the sea of flames.
There was a trace of burn marks on his body, and Hu Yuanfeng's face was quite ugly. It was enough to lose to Shangguan Yu, and to lose to Li Fuchen, he couldn't tolerate it.
"As expected to be the top quasi emperor."
Li Fuchen had never thought of defeating Hu Yuanfeng within a few strokes. It was unrealistic and impossible.
"The sword is impermanent."
Suddenly, layer upon layer of Li Fuchen appeared on the Fighting Martial Stage, and at a glance, there were at least dozens of them.
Dozens of Li Fuchen shot out their swords at the same time, attacking violently towards Hu Yuanfeng.
The sword is impermanent.
A heavenly low-level sword move created on the basis of impermanence swordsmanship.
This trick is very ghostly, and the sword intent can drive Li Fuchen's figure, making Li Fuchen look like a ghost in an instant, producing an effect similar to that of a clone.
"Another heaven-level sword move?"
The silver-haired old man was shocked.
With his eyesight, how can he not see that Li Fuchen's sword moves, whether in power or subtlety, are not inferior to the normal heavenly low-level swordsmanship, but the sword intent is still inexhaustible, obviously not the swordsmanship to learn, I'm afraid it is. Self-made swordsmanship.
Create one kind of heaven-level sword moves, the savvy is already terrifying, create two kinds, and only those top evildoers can do it, create four kinds of sword moves, this is simply abnormal.
Dozens of Li Fuchen attacked at the same time, and Hu Yuanfeng was also a little panicked.
Because he couldn't see at a glance, which one was the real body and which was just the phantom. Every Li Fuchen was so real and so powerful, because every Li Fuchen was wrapped in a mysterious and impermanent sword intent.
As a last resort, Hu Yuanfeng could only use the Black Emperor's Fist to sweep the world again and launch a full range attack.
A circle of black water whirled and exploded, and only one of dozens of Li Fuchen remained, but it was this one that caused Hu Yuanfeng to suffer a lot, and saw the Slaying Heaven Sword pierced the water flow and pierced Hu Yuanfeng's body guard!
Cang!
The sparks splashed, and Hu Yuanfeng's figure was knocked out.
Fortunately, it was only slightly injured, which did not affect the battle.
"Meteor out of the sky!"
At this moment, Li Fuchen raised the sword in his hand, and a dazzling sword light burst out. On the fighting platform, the flow of time instantly slowed down, and the only thing that did not change was Li Fuchen's sword.
"Five kinds of heavenly sword moves."
The silver-haired old man opened his eyes wide.
"Damn it!"
Hu Yuanfeng tried his best to shake his fist, trying to block this sword.
Cang!
Jian Guang brushed Hu Yuanfeng's fist, leaving a sword mark on Hu Yuanfeng's shoulder.
With less than ten moves, Li Fuchen had the absolute upper hand. This was something no one had expected. In the auditorium, everyone could not help but hold their breath, staring at the battle on the martial arts stage with unblinking eyes, for fear of missing it. The most exciting picture.
"Uncle Fan was wrong, and I was wrong too. His talent and savvy in kendo are not inferior to the curse, even worse."
Shangguanyu took a deep breath.
Li Fuchen's swordsmanship is too spiritual. They are obviously different types of swordsmanship, but they work together perfectly. Judging from the current situation, Hu Yuanfeng has almost no possibility of overturning, because Li Fuchen's swordsmanship is one-by-one. The ring does not exist alone.
Hu Yuanfeng obviously saw this too, his strength exploded frantically, he wanted to break away from Li Fuchen's rhythm and find his own rhythm.
"Extremely extinct!"
Finally, Li Fuchen took out his own skill at the bottom of the box.
The previous sword moves are all for this sword.
Because this sword is close to perfection.
But no matter how perfect it is, it is impossible for him to defeat Hu Yuanfeng with one sword. Only when he has an absolute advantage can he win with one sword.
The void seemed to split, and Hu Yuanfeng became the image in the mirror.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Hu Yuanfeng was injured.
This time it was not as simple as a slight injury. The opponent's sword energy penetrated directly into his body, causing damage in his body.
"Brother Hu, let's take it."
Li Fuchen showed a flow blade mercilessly, cutting the crimson thread on Hu Yuanfeng's body, and flying off the fighting platform.
ps: Sorry, I planned to rest for a long time, but my father hit a mosquito, fell off the chair and hit the coffee table, broke three ribs, and punctured his lungs. Fortunately, it didn’t matter. At least three more compensations were made today. .