Facing the oncoming flying sword, Feng Qingyang didn't even blink, but walked forward with his fist waved.
"What is he going to do?"
"He wants to use his body to fight against the flying sword?"
The crowd exclaimed, their eyes full of disbelief, and the Black Armored Army was trembling all over. It is said that the Red Devil's body is unparalleled in the world, but seeing is believing, and at this moment they all perked up and watched the two people fighting carefully.
His body suddenly changed, and a black mist filled the air. He punched and hundreds of thousands of pounds of strength burst out...
Boom!
A sharp wail was heard in the night sky. The flying sword was actually twisted by Feng Qingyang's punch, and fell to the ground with a dim light, instantly losing its spirituality.
"My sword!" The middle-aged man who was controlling it shouted, his face suddenly changed, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and murderous intent filled the air.
These five flying swords are among his favorite magic weapons. Although they are not top-grade magic weapons, they are also extremely powerful when used. The five flying swords complement each other, and the explosive power is definitely not lower than that of top-grade magic weapons.
However, he had underestimated his enemy and used it first. He originally thought that with his late foundation building cultivation, he would be able to pierce the opponent with one sword. Unexpectedly, the opponent dared to use his body to confront him head-on.
What surprised everyone the most was that he broke the magic weapon with just one punch. What kind of shocking power is this? Is this still the power that humans possess
A body of flesh and blood actually dared to collide with the magic weapon. Although they knew that the zombie body was extraordinary, this was still far beyond their imagination.
"You dare to destroy my flying sword!" the middle-aged monk shouted loudly, and at the same time waved his hand, and the remaining four flying swords quickly gathered together to form a small sword formation.
He clasped his hands together, and rays of light were injected into the flying sword. Suddenly, a huge pressure swept out.
The night sky was bleak, and the sky and earth seemed to have lost their color. Only the blood-red hair and the glowing flying sword were particularly dazzling.
"Within three moves, I will cut off the hand holding the sword!"
Feng Qingyang looked silent, not caring about his threats at all. Although his face was calm, he was actually extremely alert in his heart. After all, this was his first time to fight against a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage.
Although... Lu Xun also claimed that he could fight against a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building without being defeated, but that was just a claim after all.
At this moment, seeing that the four flying swords were emitting dangerous light at the same time, he was extremely cautious. Under the operation of his magic power, the black armor on his body was flashing with indescribable brilliance.
His red hair was flying and his eyes were like lightning. He rushed forward without waiting for the middle-aged man to swing his flying sword.
His speed was so fast that it could be said that as long as Feng Qingyang got close to the middle-aged cultivator, he would definitely be torn to pieces.
He moved with such speed that he seemed to blend into the night. When he dodged again, he was less than five steps away from the middle-aged man's face!
"Taste my fist!"
He roared so loudly that the air seemed to vibrate, and smashed forward with his ferocious and piercing fist.
Seeing him appear in front of him, the middle-aged man's heart suddenly jumped, and he secretly thought to himself that he was so fast. Moreover, the fist he swung contained a hint of inexplicable aura, and this aura was extremely domineering, as if it had the momentum to conquer the world.
But only he could feel this kind of momentum. He felt as if he was an ant in the will of heaven and earth, and that fist was enough to destroy everything.
Yes, it is destruction!
Although his fists were fast, the opponent was, after all, a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and his cultivation was not gained in vain.
In a flash, the ring on his hand flashed, and suddenly a jade slip was held in his palm. He exerted force with his hand, and the jade slip shattered immediately, releasing a solid light curtain at the same time.
Boom.
As soon as the light curtain solidified, Feng Qingyang's fist arrived.
Click, click!
There was an ear-piercing scream in the void, and everyone looked and saw that the light curtain was quickly covered with cracks under the power of the fist.
Just as it was about to crack, the middle-aged man in the light curtain snorted coldly, and the magic power surged, instantly repairing the cracked light curtain.
At the same time, he pushed his hand forward, and a huge hand covering the sky suddenly appeared.
"How dare you compete with me in physical strength?" Feng Qingyang was furious. He thought the other party would retreat quickly, but unexpectedly he stretched out a big palm.
He stood still, and before he could break the light curtain, he suddenly flipped backwards on the spot, stepped on the empty space, and rushed towards the huge hand that covered the sky.
"The second move!"
At the same time, they both shouted loudly. Boom, they collided violently again, but this time there was no earth-shattering explosion.
Feng Qingyang groaned under the big palm and his body retreated rapidly, but the big palm was also covered with cracks and then disappeared with a bang.
Seeing this, the crowd was shocked. Even the five hundred black-armored soldiers widened their eyes. They had always heard that the Red Devil Feng Qingyang was invincible in his physical body, but seeing it with their own eyes now, they were so shocked that they were speechless.
"You're so good, you actually blocked two of my moves!"
The middle-aged man's expression was calm, seemingly unchanged, but in fact, his heart was filled with turmoil. The first move could be considered as him underestimating the enemy, and thus his flying sword was destroyed.
But in his second move, he infused it with powerful magic power, so even if he didn't use his full strength, it was almost as good.
Moreover, the light curtain released by the jade slip is a rare defensive magic weapon, but even so, it was still shattered by Feng Qingyang's punch. It is enough to imagine how powerful his physical strength is.
"Not only will I block two of your attacks, I will also tear off your arm with the third one. Do you believe me?"
Feng Qingyang's face was a little pale, and it was unclear whether it was because his zombie face was originally like that, or if it was due to the concussion trauma he had suffered before.
At this moment, his fangs were stretched out, flashing cold light in the night sky, his strange pupils were shining brightly, and with his ferocious armor, he looked extraordinary and domineering.
“Arrogant!”
"Try it and you'll know!"
After he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed. Suddenly, a sense of destruction rushed out, and the murderous intent seemed to condense into substance.
This aura alone made the disciples of the Qixuan Sect below tremble in fear and their inner demons grew. At this moment, Feng Qingyang's violent appearance had been deeply planted in their hearts.
It was only at this moment that everyone remembered that the red-haired man in front of them seemed to have killed two thousand disciples in the early stage of foundation building in the audition battlefield.
Two thousand is not cheap. Even if you stand there and chop them one by one, it will take a long time to get there.
What a strong killing intention this is? And what a cold heart it takes to do this.
"You can have a moment of silence for your arm!"
"You will pay for your arrogance!"
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