A year later, Xiao Chen saw Ji Changkong use this move again. Just like the surprise it brought him, this time Xiao Chen saw more and deeper things. (learn ww)
Using his own star martial soul, he stirred up the mysterious power of the stars, and used this power to perform stunning sword moves.
The seniors of the Ji family who created this sword technique can only be said to be extremely talented and so powerful that they encompass the whole world.
From Xiao Chen's point of view, although this set of swordsmanship is extremely powerful when used now, it is definitely not complete. Tianqiong's power should be far more than this.
boom!
The sword was like a pillar, and when Xiao Chen was thinking, it hit Chi Yankui's chest with a bang. Scary blood movement immediately appeared on Chi Yankui's chest, and black blood flowed out like a fountain.
Everyone was overjoyed that they finally hurt Chi Yankui for the first time and saw the hope of victory.
The ice breaks!
Duanmu Qing seized the opportunity and shouted softly. The flying snow in the air continued to condense, and after a while, it formed a huge ice bird. The ice bird spread its wings, gave a lifelike chirp, and rushed towards Chi Yankui with the biting cold wind.
Under the baptism of eternal light, Chi Yankui suffered a lot of injuries, and his body, which was originally walking as fast as flying, began to move slowly.
Xiao Chen's eyes were like pillars. After taking a closer look, he realized that this was not the case. It was not Ji Changkong's sword light that made Chi Yankui's movements stiffen.
It was caused by Duanmuqing's Ice Concept. The impact was not great at first, but as time went by, especially after Chi Yankui was injured, the effect became very obvious.
With a glance, Xiao Chen saw the four women following Duanmu Qing. At this moment, they were standing in a corner far away, with ice patterns appearing under their feet.
Combined with a certain mysterious secret method, power was continuously transmitted to Duanmu Qing, allowing her power of ice conception to continuously increase to a terrifying level.
Moreover, Duanmu Qing over-controlled this artistic conception to the point where Yuan Yun was at ease, putting all the pressure on Chi Yankui.
No one else felt the pressure from her artistic conception at all. If Xiao Chen didn't have a deep understanding of the artistic conception, it would be difficult to see the mystery clearly.
Chi Yankui was extremely intelligent and quickly sensed the mystery. With a roar, the blazing red flames began to burn in his eyes.
boom!
With a brush of the giant sword in his hand, a blazing flame ignited, the flames were like pillars, and there were wisps of black flames lingering in them. The flames of the Red Flame Chief actually had a tendency to evolve into demonic fire.
Chi Yankui jumped forward with all his strength, holding the sword with both hands instead. The flames flew out and smashed the giant ice bird into countless ice cubes with a bang.
The moment he smashed the ice bird, Chi Yankui thrust his long sword into the ground. Suddenly, a circle of red flames surrounded by black smoke rose ten meters around it.
Xiao Chen stood in the distance, watching this scene thoughtfully, and murmured in his heart: "The flames blocked Duanmu Qing's artistic conception. No, it didn't block it, it burned it alive."
It was an eye-opener for Xiao Chen that the artistic conception could be broken in this way. It seemed that he could learn from this method when he met warriors with strong artistic conception in the future.
Guoguo!
Chi Yankui laughed strangely and completely restored his body's ability to move. Without the suppression of artistic conception, the wounds on his chest began to heal quickly.
rise!
Pulling out the long sword, Chi Yankui stamped his feet on the ground. His speed suddenly reached the speed of sound, and he completely broke through the range of Duanmu Qing's artistic conception in an instant.
The rising flames drew a flame tail and gathered on the sword body again. Chi Yankui actually struck down in the air towards Du Hao, who had not made a move.
This sword brought with it a billowing heat wave. Chi Yankui held the sword with both hands, and its power was even more terrifying than before. I am afraid that even a low-level Martial King would turn into a pile of mud if struck by this sword.
It seems that Chi Yankui can also pick on soft persimmons, but is Du Hao really a soft persimmon
Looking at Chi Yankui, who was approaching fiercely and with a speed slightly faster than the speed of sound, Du Hao was wearing black clothes and did not bring any weapons.
His face became solemn, but he didn't panic much, and he had no intention of retreating. Even if he retreated at this time, he would still be injured by the air wave.
With Chi Yankui's strength, even if it was just a wave of air, Du Hao would be seriously injured.
Whoops!
Just as the giant sword was about to fall, Du Hao bounced his left foot on the ground, jumped up slightly, and kicked Chi Yankui's chest with his right foot.
However, the power of this kick did not cause Chi Yankui to suffer any damage, and he did not even feel the slightest resistance. His huge body still flew forward quickly.
But the strange thing is that Du Hao's kick seemed to have adhesive force, and it stuck to Chi Yankui's chest. Then he kicked lightly, and his body quickly passed over its head and came to behind Chi Yankui.
drink!
Before his body hit the ground, Du Hao let out a loud shout, turned around quickly, kicked in the air, made a thunderous explosion in the air, and kicked Chi Yankui hard on the back.
The force of this kick was so great that the air was stirred, and countless fallen leaves in the forest fell one after another, and were immediately stirred into countless debris.
Everything happened in a blink of an eye, from Du Hao jumping up to turning around.
However, his movements were extremely coherent. He took off and stuck to the opponent's chest, leaped over, and volleyed a 180-degree cross leg. Just like flowing clouds and flowing water, it is natural and has no flaws at all.
Chi Yankui, who was moving forward fiercely at the speed of sound, never expected that he would receive such a sharp kick on his back.
The rapidly flying body could not stop at all, its center of gravity suddenly became unstable, and the body shot forward quickly like a cannonball.
boom!
He landed headfirst on the ground and hit the ground, blasting a huge pit and stirring up dust all over the sky. Countless black dust suddenly flew up.
Du Hao's body fell steadily to the ground, his face calm and unruffled, as if he had just done a trivial thing.
But everyone was surprised that Chi Yankui, who couldn't even control Duanmu Qing's extreme artistic conception, was easily manipulated by him.
This person is not simple, Xiao Chen thought to himself, he seems to be an ordinary person. However, he has brought his fighting skills to the extreme, using his own strength to move a thousand kilograms in four ounces.
boom!
Chi Yankui was completely enraged and jumped up from the pit. His giant sword danced wildly and flew towards Du Haofei. Between each swing of the sword, there was a trace of water-like fluctuations in the space.
The Tao Yun above the Saint Soldier was once again inspired. Seeing this scene, the eyes of everyone who had not yet taken action completely lit up.
A holy weapon that can be used frequently, this holy weapon is almost certainly not a seriously damaged holy weapon, and the Taoist charm in it must be very complete.
In the hands of a monster, it can be used so many times. If it were in their hands, wouldn't it be even more powerful
The change in the laws of heaven and earth caused Du Hao's expression to change. Chi Yankui's figure moved left and right, far and near, completely unpredictable, and suddenly became dangerous.
Moreover, he found that his movement skills were also restricted. It seemed that he had moved ten meters forward, but in reality he was only five meters, and the direction was much wrong.
This is the power of the Holy Soldier, which contains the Great Dao. It uses the power of the Saint to tamper with the laws and disrupt the fluctuations of the world. During the battle, people will truly feel chaos.
Du Hao's expression changed completely. He knew that if he held on, he would be hit sooner or later. With his defensive power, he had no chance of surviving Chi Yankui's attack.
retreat!
Taking advantage of the sword strike, Du Hao's expression condensed, and he slapped the tip of the sword with his palm. With the huge force on the tip of the sword, his body quickly ran backwards.
It swept away a distance of five hundred meters in an instant, and then landed steadily on the ground. His face looked a little pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Time was too hasty, and the power contained on the sword tip was not completely resolved after all.
"This Red Flame Kui can't hold on for long. It has not been recognized by the holy soldiers. It uses the laws of heaven and earth arbitrarily. It simply cannot withstand the invisible pressure of heaven."
Gui Yihou, who also had a holy weapon, said with a pale face. He had forced a sword fight with Chi Yankui before, and his internal injuries were still not healed.
After hearing this, everyone looked carefully and saw that, as he said, Chi Yankui's body, which had suddenly swelled, had lost weight at some point.
Moreover, the aura on his body was much weaker than before, and Ji Changkong had a sword wound on his chest. At this time, he was no longer recovering, but was intensifying, and the blood on the wound was flowing more horribly.
Blood kills the world, bright clothes and angry horses!
The lonely soul of the setting sun, shocked by a hundred battles!
It's shocking, it breaks the sky!
Hua Yunfei, Shi Feng, who had not made a move, and Sun Wei, who had failed to make a move, had accumulated strength for a long time, and finally took action at this moment.
The pinnacle strike of the inherited martial arts was unleashed without any reservation. Suddenly, various lights shone in the mountains and forests, and a strong wind blew.
The energies of the three inherited martial arts merged together and surged endlessly in the air. Large trees were cut directly in half and shattered into countless fragments.
Facing three terrifying attacks, Chi Yankui's ugly face revealed a trace of fear. He looked at the Xuan Binghua on the mound, his eyes full of unwillingness.
The giant sword moved up a column, changing the laws between heaven and earth again, trying to block the attacks of the three people.
But this time, when it was halfway through swinging its sword, the giant sword in its hand broke free from its control.
The law shattered, and he immediately suffered a huge backlash. He spat out large mouthfuls of blood and suddenly became extremely weak.
Bang bang bang!
There were three loud noises, and the attacks of the three people hit Chi Yankui one after another. The extremely weak Chi Yankui could not withstand the attacks of the three inherited martial arts.
The body was bruised and bloody, the black demonic energy kept flowing out, and the breath of life quickly dissipated.
"I, Hua Yunfei, want this holy weapon!"
"Get lost, the holy soldiers belong to me, Sun Wei."
"Only I, Shi Feng, am qualified to obtain the Holy Weapon."
Seeing the holy soldiers flying out, the three of them took action and then ignored the seriously injured Chi Yankui. They immediately began to compete for his holy soldiers, and then started fighting each other, refusing to give in.
This situation, I have to say, is very ironic.