Seeing that the three disciples of Xuantian Peak were all in the Foundation Establishment Realm, and the spiritual pressure of the Foundation Establishment Realm filled the air, the faces of the honest young man and the stuttering fat man were filled with shock. They did not expect that their start was not going to be good. They had just moved forward. How long did it take for me to meet such a powerful opponent
But now that the arrow is on the bow, it has to be fired, not to mention that their side still has a numerical advantage. No matter how powerful the opponent is, there are only three people.
The honest young man who took the lead, held a slender gray-black flying sword in his hand, and used the Sword Qi Tongxuan Chapter, which is the first form of the Xuantian Sword Jue.
A flash of silver sword light flashed in an instant, and he waved it away fiercely at Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge's previous words made him very unhappy, and at the same time they also humiliated Xuan Luofeng, so he struck at Zhao Jiuge as soon as he took action. As for Leng Rufeng and Bai Qingqing was ignored by him.
Looking at the honest young man who was so ruthless when he struck, Zhao Jiuge felt a surge of pride in his heart, "What about sword fighting? Then I will also use sword fighting, sword fighting against sword fighting, I can deal with you even without using other means!"
Since he is so ruthless, I have nothing to show mercy to. The green plum sword's fluorescence flows through the sword, and its own spiritual power is constantly pouring into the sword, and the skills in the body are already running rapidly.
The sails are lifted up, but the ruggedness is not used. The small boat is fishing in the Tiao River. The boat is a leaf, and the big river is like training, with vast turbulent waves.
The first level of Xuantian Sword Art, Tongxuan Sword Art, emerged in Zhao Jiuge's mind, and then a brighter silver light gathered at the tip of Qingmei Sword, and the silver light had a sharp aura.
After using it, he couldn't help but rush towards the sword light flying towards him. Ever since he understood the sword art that day and took this opportunity to break through to the foundation-building realm, Zhao Jiuge has not practiced. Moreover, because he does not have a good flying sword and the second level of the Xuantian sword art, he has been practicing. Zhao Jiuge hasn't used sword skills much since then.
Not using it for a long time does not mean that you are worse than a simple and honest boy. The gap in realm cannot be made up by hard conditions. Compared with his spiritual power in the spirit transformation realm, Zhao Jiuge's spiritual power in the foundation building realm is undoubtedly more condensed and domineering.
When the two sword energies collided, they emitted a dazzling light, causing the two people who were close enough to feel the tingling sensation on their skin.
Pfft.
Like silver sparks, the honest boy's sword energy exploded in all directions. When it hit the surrounding flowers and plants, it instantly penetrated the branches and leaves, causing tremors and continuous banging sounds.
The honest young man obviously had strong practical experience, and what happened was just as he imagined. When he swung out a sharp sword energy, all his spiritual power was activated at the same time, and his spiritual power was externalized. , firmly helping the space around them to resist Zhao Jiuge's remaining sword energy, while secretly raising his energy, preparing to continue attacking after resisting this blow.
But he guessed the beginning, but not the ending. The sharp sword energy instantly hit the body-protecting aura in front of him.
The honest young man only felt a buzzing sound in his mind, and then his whole body seemed to be filled with backlog. A heavy blow knocked him several meters away. The shining aura all over his body suddenly dissipated, and there was a burst of pain in the bones in his body. Even the green grass on the ground around where he stood was forced by the remaining force of the sword energy, and was swept back together with the honest young man's body.
The honest young man groaned, holding back the pain, holding his right hand alone, the facial features on his face were twisted together, his teeth were gritted, and his eyes showed a fierce light.
But Zhao Jiuge didn't give him a chance to get up at all. The lion still needed all his strength to fight the rabbit. What's more, now that the opponent has a large number of people, he must act swiftly and kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.
The golden spiritual power was externalized in the body, and a strong golden spiritual light was about to come out. Then it condensed together and turned into a huge yellow palm. It slapped the honest young man who was about to get up, but he kept in mind to send himself forward. As for that senior brother, if he encounters other disciples from the other two peaks, he will be beaten hard. There is no need to worry about anything else, but he must not kill him. Therefore, Zhao Jiuge's attack looked powerful, but he actually did not use his full strength.
Soon the golden palm touched the honest young man who was unable to react in time. The sword robe on the honest young man was suddenly torn to pieces, and the skin all over his body turned bright red, as if blood was about to spurt out, revealing something strange. The corners of his mouth were already covered with residual blood stains, and he looked extremely embarrassed. The right hand he had just propped up instantly fell flat on the grass. , couldn't move, only his fingers twitched a few times, and then the whole person became motionless. If it weren't for the fact that his breath was still there, everyone would have thought he was dead.
Only Zhao Jiuge, who had retained his strength, knew what was going on. If this boy hadn't had the physical strength to support him in the spirit transformation realm, even if he had some remaining strength, he would still be dead.
All this happened in a flash of lightning. Except for the four people holding flying swords who had already moved, the other dozen people had not yet moved. This honest young man was beaten until he fell to the ground with blood all over his body.
When the two of them fought, the other two people on the field also quickly ended the battle. After all, the foundation building realm and the spirit transformation realm are not separated by a star of spiritual power.
On the other side, the stuttering fat man actually held a huge black flying sword, which was emitting a dark light all over his body. The width of the lightsaber was more than a foot, which was equivalent to the width of five or six swords. Although they were both magical It is a weapon, but it is actually not much more valuable than other magical weapons, the Flying Sword, because although it looks huge, it is only made of ordinary black radiant iron.
Although this stuttering fat man looked funny when he spoke, he seemed to be a completely different person when he entered a fighting state, and his whole body became much more serious.
Holding the huge flying sword with both hands, the sword was slung across his chest and rested on his right shoulder. He opened and closed in front of him and ran wildly. His goal was the cold Leng Ru. Feng, after all, it would be harder for him to kill Bai Qingqing than to kill a pig. Although he ran at an agile pace, his pace was not messy at all.
Different from Zhao Jiuge's disdain, Leng Rufeng's dark eyes at this moment were full of fighting spirit. Although the opponent was only in the spirit transformation realm, this was his first time fighting with a flying sword!
No one can understand how happy it is for ordinary disciples like them to have a magic weapon, a flying sword of the lowest level soon after they have just started. However, it is actually very difficult to meet even this modest requirement.
The same moves, the same sword technique, the same silver sharp sword energy. The difference was that Leng Rufeng's posture when using this gray flying sword was a bit awkward. After all, it was his first time, and his heart was filled with excitement and nervousness.
Because he was preoccupied with the flying sword, Leng Rufeng even forgot about being merciful, so he struck without leaving any room, his movements were like lightning, he raised his hand and the sword fell.
The sword energy was like an earth dragon, sticking directly to the ground and heading straight towards the honest young man. This made the stuttering fat man who likes to go head-to-head slightly stunned. The short-term shock was caused by something he was not used to, but when the skin all over his body stung, it seemed like it was about to burst. When the feeling appeared, he realized that it was no longer the usual rough and tumble in the mountains, but a real sparring session.
But it was too late for him to use the sword battle. He could only use all his spiritual power to surge wildly outside his body, and his body-protecting spiritual armor clung tightly to his surroundings. At the same time, the spiritual power in the body also rushed crazily into the huge black flying sword held in both hands. While preparing for defense and resistance, he actually wanted to resist the fierce sword energy with his own brute force!
At this time, the stuttering fat man clearly had a look of madness in his eyes, but the result was still in vain.
The silver sword energy dilated in the dark pupils of Fatty Stuttering, and then a burst of light flashed in Fatty Stuttering's eyes, and that was it!
Holding the huge dark flying sword in both hands, he slapped his chest sharply, feeling a strong and heavy feeling directed towards Leng Rufeng's bright sword energy.
"boom…"
A deafening roar resounded through the forest. Even the surrounding towering trees were constantly dropping leaves and branches were shaking. The surrounding trees were making so much noise, let alone the one I wanted to touch with my own hands. Stuttering fat man, let alone know that Leng Rufeng did not hold back his hand like Zhao Jiuge!
puff…
The stuttering fat man's fleshy face then looked up to the sky and vomited blood. The blood was like rain and mist, and disappeared as soon as he spit it out. The tiger's mouths on both hands were shaken open, and the split mouth was stained with blood, like a scar on the hands.
Even the two sleeves of the green sword robe were torn into strips of cloth hanging in front, which were cut by the sword energy.
Boom.
The stuttering fat man flew upside down and drew a parabola through the air. He fell to the ground with a dull sound, raising dust on the ground in the mountain forest and mixed with the falling leaves.
At this time, the stuttering fat man was more seriously injured than the honest young man just now. He didn't even twitch after falling to the ground. On the outside, he didn't seem to be seriously injured, but his internal organs had actually been shattered.
As for Bai Qingqing's movements, they were much simpler and cleaner than the two of them. Fenghua's spiritual light shone brightly in an instant. He did not use sword techniques or other moves. He simply picked out two sword flowers and relied on the power of the spiritual weapon to strike at the two Xuanluofeng disciples who were a little twitchy in their movements. go.
The green sword robes on the two men immediately fell apart, revealing only the close-fitting white underwear underneath. The long black hair on their heads turned into strands, just like the withered grass that had drifted up due to the movement just now, flying and circling in the air, and then Falling to the ground.
This hand can be said to be more amazing than Zhao Jiuge and Leng Rufeng, and the control of spiritual power has reached a level of freedom. Although the two people did not suffer any physical damage, they were shocked and had shadows in their hearts.
The two teenagers licked their dry lips and glanced at each other in unison. Feeling that Bai Qingqing's spiritual power had not dissipated, they did not move rashly. The palms that tightly held the Feijian were already veined. It was violent, even a little white, but still did not dare to move easily, staring at Bai Qingqing, waiting for her movements and next reaction.
The movements of the three of them were all very fast. In just the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy that was about to burst out from the dozen or so Xuanluo Peak disciples who were behind them immediately stopped. It was a bit incredible. Looking at the two injured compatriots who dared not move easily, they seemed not to have thought that the other three could cause this scene even though they had the foundation building realm!
Due to the shock on the scene, more than a dozen Xuanluo Peak disciples did not speak. At the same time, they looked at the expressions and reactions of their companions with some hesitation.
The menacing look just now was gone now. Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, gave a playful and bright smile, and said teasingly, "Whose turn it is now to hand over the flag quickly."