On the ring, Fang Yun of the Shenxiao Sect was originally confident that he could tie with Ling Yu and even defeat his opponent.
His face was extremely ugly. Twenty moves had passed and he was completely passive.
The space for him to move around is getting smaller and smaller. Every time he takes a shot, he feels constrained, and his momentum is completely unable to be used.
His hands were suppressed at the beginning, and his strength was suppressed more and more now.
This is a mutual competition. Although the battle is quite fierce, it is not a real fight anyway.
Some life-saving ultimate moves are definitely impossible to perform, and if you have someone else, the consequences of using life-saving ultimate moves together will be unpredictable.
After returning to the sect, you will definitely be punished. This is the unwritten rule of each family's worship of Jianfeng.
If he couldn't use his life-saving ultimate move, he couldn't reverse the current situation. Ling Yu, who was angry, calmly didn't give Fang Yun any chance.
Fighting steadily, another ten moves passed. Fang Yun, who had been struggling for a long time, really couldn't hold on any longer.
A bigger flaw was exposed, Ling Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, and he took action decisively without hesitation.
The true meaning of the Sky Star Shattering Cloud Fist was unleashed, and a swath of starlight fell from the arena, clearing away all the fairy clouds and mist in all directions.
Let everyone clearly see that Shenxiao Sect Fang Yun was blown away by Ling Yu's punch and had no backhand power.
"good!"
The Ziyan Sect disciples suddenly cheered. No one expected that Ling Yu would win so easily.
"Junior Brother Ling, your strength has improved tremendously in just a few days."
The previously defeated disciple surnamed Lu was slightly surprised, with a hint of joy between his eyebrows.
They are all his own disciples, so of course Ling Yu is happy to have such strength.
The woman surnamed Bai, who has an exquisite figure and a pretty face, said: "My junior uncle, maybe he will not be defeated by that little Thunder Sword Feng Yu."
“Even if we don’t win, it’s enough to beat a tie.”
"Little Thunder Blade Feng Yu, I don't know how far his Purple Thunder Seven Strikes has improved."
When mentioning Little Thunder Sword Feng Yu, the disciples of Ziyan Sect all showed a look of frustration.
Ling Yu is the future star of the Ziyan Sect, with high talent and strong bloodline, and he can even take senior Zhi Feng as his disciple. He was willing to work hard and became the number one core disciple at a young age.
Many people feel that with his presence, Ziyan Sect will definitely be able to overpower Shenxiao Sect in the future.
But no one would have thought that Feng Yu, a member of Shenxiao Sect, was unknown before the age of eighteen. As soon as he debuted, a strong wind was set off in the entire Dongxuan Mountain.
He seemed to be a being who was born to restrain Ling Yu. After he appeared, he instantly overshadowed Ling Yu's limelight in Dongxuan Mountain.
Led by him, the core disciples of Shenxiao Sect came to Ziyan Sect many times to worship Jianfeng and tease them, humiliating them again and again.
It is said that he studied under Lei Dao Xiangtian, practiced swordsmanship at the age of six, and realized the meaning of the sword at the age of eight. After that, he was accepted as a closed disciple by Lei Dao Xiangtian.
It wasn’t until two years ago that it began to show its prominence.
After eighteen years of obscurity, once he debuted, he showed his sharpness and showed a domineering attitude that swept all the talented leaders of the younger generation of Dongxuan Mountain.
Obtained the title of Little Thunder Knife.
Lei Dao Xiangtian, like Zifeng, is also among the top ten swordsmen in the grave sea.
Like Ye Zifeng, Lei Dao Xiangtian has a position in Shenxiao Sect as high as the Supreme Elder like Dinghai Shenzhen.
In addition to his amazing talent in the way of the sword, his understanding of the way of thunder is equally astounding.
The most important thing is that he also perfectly integrated the two, reaching the state of using a sword to control thunder.
In the past, no matter how much progress Ling Yu made, he always suffered defeat at the hands of his opponent.
But this time, Ling Yu defeated Fang Yun easily, but it gave the core disciples of Ziyan Sect a glimmer of hope.
"Brother, I'm sorry."
Fang Yun was defeated in embarrassment and said in a low voice in front of the little thunder knife with some guilt.
Feng Yu thoughtfully shook his head and said, "It was my fault. I misjudged his room for improvement. I shouldn't have warned you. If you gain momentum, you will lose half the battle. You also underestimated his strength and improvement."
"If you didn't know anything at the beginning, with the word "brave", you wouldn't have been defeated so embarrassingly. If you were given another chance, you wouldn't have been defeated so embarrassingly. It's not that you are weak in strength, so don't think too much."
Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with light, this little thunder knife was really something extraordinary.
Ling Yu looked angry and said in a deep voice: "Feng Yu, it's your turn."
"Don't worry, no matter how great your progress is, you will always be overwhelmed by me."
Feng Yu gave a long laugh, flashed, and landed on the ring in the air.
boom!
In an instant, the sky turned dark, and endless thunderclouds from all directions gathered towards the top of the ring.
Thunder was rolling, the sky was dark, lightning pierced the sky, and the situation was changing in a radius of hundreds of miles.
"Thunder Will!"
"He actually realized the will of thunder!"
Everyone looked shocked. Feng Yu was only twenty-one years old, but he actually understood the will of thunder.
As soon as he appeared, everyone was shocked. No one expected that he had realized the will of thunder.
"Ling Yu, if you can take three of my moves, you will win. I will personally help your senior brother and sister expel the thunder from their bodies."
Feng Yu looked calm, holding a long knife, and said calmly.
Nine moves
Ling Yu's face changed slightly. He only needed nine moves. Feng Yu really underestimated himself.
"After three moves, I will not go to Ziyan Sect again within three years."
Feng Yu's expression remained unchanged and he continued.
As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar. Over the years, every time leader Feng Yu came to worship Jianfeng, it was a torture for the disciples of the Ziyan Sect.
Now I have decided that I will never come again.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth. This guy really had a good plan.
Two months later, when the demon battlefield opens, it only takes nine moves to seriously injure Ling Yu. If you prevent them from entering the demon battlefield, you will miss a huge opportunity.
The chance to catch up with Little Thunder Sword Feng Yu will be completely lost. That would be done once and for all, so why bother coming to Ziyan Sect every few months to attack Ling Yu.
Many core disciples of Ziyan Sect were also a little nervous at this moment, not knowing how Ling Yu would answer.
On the one hand, I want Master Uncle Ling Yu to agree to help the other core disciples of the sect gain some momentum.
On the other hand, he was afraid of Feng Yu's conspiracy and felt uneasy.
"Okay, I promise you."
Ling Yu's eyes flickered for a moment and he made a decisive decision. He was also dissatisfied in his heart. He didn't believe in himself and couldn't even catch the opponent's three moves.
"one move!"
Sonorous!
As soon as the sword flashed, Feng Yun's scabbard flew out of the air and turned into a streak of purple lightning, shooting towards Ling Yu.
In the sky, there was a heavy sound of thunder, and the thunder shook all directions!
Ling Yu's face darkened. He did not choose to retreat, but raised his hand and punched out.
boom!
The fist light interacted with the scabbard, and Ling Yu's body shook slightly. He groaned and took several steps back. His momentum suddenly lost a lot.
The faint scabbard actually triggered thunder in all directions, and the power it contained was beyond Ling Yu's imagination.
"Two moves!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Feng Yu stepping forward, his footsteps changing. With every step he took, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky. Under the light of the electric light, Feng Yu's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only nine sword lights shining continuously.
Nine transformations of Shenxiao!
Ling Yu was shocked. He really didn't expect that Feng Yu had actually mastered a skill in the Shenxiao Sect that was extremely difficult to master.
All the disciples of Ziyan Sect who were worshiping Jianfeng were also stunned.
"No, junior brother is in danger!"
"The Nine Transformations of Shenxiao, he actually practiced the Nine Transformations of Shenxiao!"
By now, everyone was awakened from their dreams. No wonder Feng Yu dared to say that he could defeat Ling Yu in three moves. It turned out that he had mastered the Nine Transformations of Shenxiao.
On the stage, Feng Yu's figure disappeared, and nine sword lights stabbed towards Ling Yu from one direction.
Every ray of sword light triggered countless lightning bolts.
The whole sky turned completely dark. This nine changes in the sky were not just as simple as the sword light splitting into nine and the figures disappearing.
What's even more terrifying is that every piece of sword light triggers the thunder of heaven and earth, creating a vision of boundless violence.
"What should I do? I can only block six sword beams at most!"