Feng Zhaoyang's lifeless pupils flashed with admiration at this moment, he couldn't believe that this young man who was less than twenty years old was able to block a blow with 30% of his strength. But now, he has been parrying Ye Wuchen's fierce attacks with the Zhanfeng Dao, but he has never fought back.
The ground shattered, and the nearest imperial study completely collapsed and turned into ruins. The terrifying sound of clashes caused a lot of shock in the palace, and the women screamed one after another, hiding in their rooms and not daring to come out.
One sword, one sword, one sword... One sword is heavier than one sword, Feng Chaoyang in front of him is like his sworn enemy. The release of power made his body feel much better, and the violent energy that had just accumulated was released little by little. Ningxue in his arms was still motionless, as if the energy impact that could destroy even boulders and the ear-shattering clashing sound hadn't affected her peaceful sleep.
"Master... Run away, don't fight him again, this old man is so powerful, you can't beat him." Nan'er shouted anxiously, but Ye Wuchen turned a deaf ear to it, every sword pierced Feng Chaoyang's vitals.
"Wuuu...Master, he is as powerful as Xue Feiyan that day. You can't beat him...Although the power of the master is much stronger...but now even if he stands still, the master can't hurt him. His... master, run away..."
Boom!
He slashed down with all his strength, but was firmly supported by the Zhanfeng knife, and the ground under their feet sank at the same time. Feng Chaoyang's gaze flashed, his wrist flicked, Ye Wuchen let out a muffled snort, his body was pushed straight out by an irresistible force, sliding out a trace of more than 30 meters on the ground.
Feng Chaoyang didn't pursue, he raised the Wind Chopper horizontally, and his eyes fell on the blade. On the originally smooth blade, there was a gap so small that it was hard to detect.
"Good sword." He raised his eyes and praised coldly.
It's just that he would never have imagined that Ye Wuchen's hand is actually a star-slashing sword that no one knows, but no one has ever seen.
In the distance, on a high roof, Feng Lie looked at the two of them from afar, frowning. The place where they fought was terribly destroyed, Feng Lie didn't have the heart to feel distressed, under the calm appearance, the inner turmoil was difficult to calm down.
"His strength has already surpassed the three of us. If he can leave today, his achievements in the future will surely exceed our imagination." said the old man in yellow robe who took Feng Lie away. "Even God of War, who is rare in a hundred years, is far from him at his age."
Feng Lie was silent when he heard the words.
"The God of War has already developed compassion for talents. After all, no one can bear to destroy such a rare talent. He should only use less than 30% of his strength now, and he will not kill him in a short time. I think he is testing Let's see how much this young man can do under his hands." The old man in black who was with the old man in yellow sighed.
Just now when Ye Wuchen fought Feng Chaoyang, the wound on Feng Ling's chest was slightly affected and almost burst, but he was unwilling to leave. He clutched his painful chest, looked at the figure dancing with flames in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "If this person is not eliminated, there will be endless troubles in the future."
"That's right." Feng Lie nodded heavily, "If the second son was born in my Dafeng country, it would be my great fortune. But he was born in Ye's family. Fortunately... he appeared too early, otherwise it will be me in the future." Dafeng's catastrophe. Although Senior Feng has already moved his heart of pity, but he must do what he says, and today, he will undoubtedly die. If he can die at the hands of our God of War of the Dafeng Kingdom, he will have no regrets in this life."
The three old men were silent at the same time, looking into the distance, silently watching the girl who was holding him to protect with one hand and the sword in the other, and rushed towards the young man of God of War fearlessly, his heart that had been calm for so many years kept throbbing. Before that, under the protection of Feng Chaoyang, he hijacked Emperor Dafeng Fenglie and Princess Fengru one after another. You know, since Feng Chaoyang guarded the royal family of Dafeng, let alone hijacking, everyone in the Feng family has no hair been hurt. Such courage, ability, strength... What kind of strange man is this... What kind of future will he have...
They knew that God of War was looking forward to his future just like them, and if there was no previous promise, if he hadn't killed Feng Ru, he would definitely not want to destroy this person. Because such a young man may never appear again in the future.
Ye Wuchen attacked one after another without stopping. But Feng Chaoyang didn't kill him, because the red light on Ye Wuchen's body became more and more intense, and his aura was still increasing rapidly, and the pressure brought by his attacks also increased every time. He wondered what his limit was.
boom!
Ye Wuchen's body flew straight upside down, and then landed on the ground smoothly. He hugged Ningxue tightly, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, pointed his sword at Feng Chaoyang, and said darkly: "Today...you are the one who dies, not me!!"
He rushed up again, and the Xingxing Sword drew a fiery arc...
But this time, Feng Chaoyang didn't parry like before. He met Ye Wuchen's sword and gently drew a knife... The trajectory of the knife is extremely slow, and Ye Wuchen can easily see its shape. Trajectory, however, this obviously slow knife seems to slow down the surrounding time. Ye Wuchen, who attacked first, has not completed the movement of chopping, and the broken wind knife has already carried a pounding force like a mountain avalanche and an earth crack. The majestic air wave came before the eyes, and then the eyes blurred, one knife turned into three, and then turned into a dozen... Countless...
He was horrified, and before he had the thought of retreating, he felt severe pain in his chest and arms, and the huge force pushed his body out again. Ye Wuchen flipped twice in the air before he staggered to the ground, his right chest and arm were bleeding profusely.
In the distance, the old man in yellow robe said solemnly: "It seems that the God of War is ready to start killing. Sigh!"
He knew that it was too wrong to sigh like this in front of the emperor, but this long sigh still overflowed from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably, releasing the deep helplessness and regret in his heart.
Ye Wuchen used Wuchen's power to quickly repair the wounds on his arms and chest. Feng Chaoyang only attacked Ye Wuchen's right half of his body. The God of War has the pride of the God of War, and he would not attack a child who was held in his arms by his opponent. girl. For the blow just now, he still only used 30% of his strength, and what he swung was the unique "windward knife" of his god of war.
"Your sword moves are chaotic. It seems that Chu Cangming didn't teach you the sword art. Your strength is far beyond my expectation. If you use all your strength, you can barely fight against 30% of my strength, but But you use half of your power to protect the little girl in your arms, your power is scattered, you have other things... put her down, I won't hurt her, let me see, what is your limit?" Feng Zhaoyang was indifferent Said.
Ye Wuchen stood up slowly with his sword on the ground, instead of letting Ningxue down, he hugged her even tighter.
Feng Chaoyang sighed: "I don't want to kill you, how can I force me to kill you... You attack, this time, I won't hold back."
Ningxue hugged Ye Wuchen very tightly with both arms, exhausting her greatest strength.
"Nan'er...help me." Ye Wuchen adjusted his breathing, healed the wound, and shouted with consciousness.
"I... I'm locked in the sword, I can't get out, I can't help the master, woo..."
"Tell me, how much power can I control the Star Slashing Sword?" Ye Wuchen asked in a concentrated voice.
"Ah? Let me think about it... Ah yes, Master, with your current strength, it may be possible to use the first form of the Nanhuang Three Forms... Maybe, it is really possible!" Nan'er suddenly became excited when he thought of something. .
"Southern Emperor's Three Forms?"
"Hmm... The power of the Star Slashing Sword is mainly manifested in the three forms of the Southern Emperor, which are 'Heaven and Earth Split', 'Sky Break', and 'Stars Destroyed'. I remember that the first form of Heaven and Earth can be used in a god-level energy state. Crack, with the master's current energy rampage state, it can barely be regarded as half a god level, maybe... maybe after gathering all the power, it can be used." Nan'er said excitedly.
"Then how to use it!"
"...huh? I don't know..."
"..."
Ye Wuchen breathed a long sigh of relief, and controlled the increasingly disordered Wuchen power in his body. A few minutes have passed since he ate the dragon fruit, but the burning sensation in his body still hasn't disappeared, and the potential in his body is still being burned bit by bit, turning into a violent force that almost explodes his body. He raised his eyes and said: "As expected of Feng Chaoyang, the God of War is the God of War after all... But don't think that it is really easy for you to kill me. The sword in my hand does not need tricks or moves!!"
With a loud roar, Ye Wuchen's eyes became extremely fierce in an instant, he didn't raise his sword, but his body suddenly rushed forward, as fast as a flash of thunder. The speed at this time was already the fastest speed he could display, and he arrived in front of Feng Chaoyang in a flash. Feng Chaoyang remained calm, facing his body, and stabbed a flat knife.
But at the moment when his knife was about to touch his body, Ye Wuchen in front of him suddenly disappeared, and beside him, a strong sword wind slashed down with anger...
With a heavy muffled sound, the Xingxing Sword slashed fiercely on Feng Zhaoyang's left waist, but it was like hitting the hardest rock in the world. Finally, Ye Wuchen quickly returned to the sword to parry, and the swords met, Ye Wuchen vomited blood and flew away, the star-slashing sword was released from his hand, flew far away, and landed on the ground tens of meters to the left, slantingly inserted into the ground superior.
"What happened just now?" In the distance, the old man in black robe asked in surprise. Ye Wuchen, who was rushing forward just now, unexpectedly shifted at a right angle strangely, and then kept his original speed and rushed to Feng Chaoyang's side. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that someone could do such an unimaginable move. Because it clearly violates common sense of nature. The "inertia" seemed to have completely disappeared from him.
The other two old men were also stunned: "It's unbelievable. With such a weird attack method, God of War can't be exaggerated. This person is really more and more amazing. It's a pity that God of War's strongest thing is not attacking!" , but defense... He can't be the opponent of God of War after all. Sigh!"
Ye Wuchen clutched his chest, coughed in pain, spit out large and small blood clots, his face was violently distorted, he stared at Feng Chaoyang, gritted his teeth and said: "I... will not... die here, the one who will die is you... yes You, it's you..."