"King Fudo, he is worthy of being King Fudo." Gui Li looked at the light curtain in the center of the field with a complicated expression, and sighed: "King Fudo is not only fast in body, but more importantly, he has weird movement skills and sword intent. Gao Shen, Zheng Shiyi couldn't catch his actions at all and could only defend passively.
Although he can hold on now, as he continues to be injured and his mind is consumed, his reactions will become slower and slower, his speed will also become slower and slower, and in the end he will only lose. "
We can no longer be so passive.
As Zheng Shiyi retreated step by step, the mysterious dark coffin buzzed and vibrated in the dantian of his body. The ancient, seal-like lid of the coffin slowly opened, and a trace of black energy flew out and gushes out of his body.
The sky, which was originally shrouded in green light, was instantly covered by black.
A gloomy, dark, terrifying, and evil aura spread to the surroundings. The air around seemed to be frozen under this aura. Even through the light curtain, everyone in the venue seemed to feel this horror. The human breath makes my scalp tingle.
"That weird martial spirit!"
"Zheng Shiyi's second martial spirit, he finally used it!"
"King Fudo was once a semi-saint. He participated in the Shenhou Conference. He fought against Zheng Shiyi. The reason why some people are optimistic about Zheng Shiyi is because Zheng Shiyi has a rare dual martial spirit!"
"If Zheng Shiyi wants to win, I'm afraid he can only rely on his two martial arts spirits!"
In the venue, everyone stared closely at Zheng Shiyi. Although Zheng Shiyi is more famous for his healing martial spirit, this second martial spirit was only revealed after the Shenhou Conference.
But this kind of martial spirit is too evil and terrifying. Many of them had felt the aura of Zheng Shiyi's martial spirit from a distance. That aura seemed to be extremely evil and made people feel heartbroken!
Black resentment flew up from Zheng Shiyi's body and quickly gathered into the shape of a big roc.
"This, the black roc!"
"Why does this Dapeng look so familiar?"
In the venue, everyone in the Jin family suddenly looked at each other and at the same time looked at the head of the family.
"This... this black roc is so similar to our Jin family's golden-winged roc. Except for the different colors, they seem to be exactly the same."
The black roc circled in the sky, let out a howl full of resentment, spread its wings, and rushed into Zheng Shiyi's body.
A pair of illusory black wings appeared behind Zheng Shiyi's body. As soon as he moved, his body soared upwards. His whole body looked like a black roc, and his speed was extremely fast.
In front of King Fudo's eyes, a black shadow flashed. Zheng Shiyi had appeared in front of him. The black-scaled knife in his hand slashed through the air, and thunderous sounds flashed from the blade, as if countless thunderbolts were falling.
With one strike, the sword was so powerful that it seemed to be able to chop mountains into pieces.
King Fudo's expression suddenly changed, his body instantly disappeared, and his figure flashed, but he appeared from behind.
Zheng Shiyi slashed down with his sword, hitting the ground heavily. The ground in front of him seemed to have been hit by a meteorite, with a loud bang and billowing smoke flying into the sky, covering the entire sky.
Zheng Shiyi missed the target and flew out again, even faster than before. His speed was so fast that he could catch up with lightning. The black shadow flashed and the person appeared in the distance.
"What a speed!"
"Isn't Zheng Shiyi's martial spirit filled with endless resentment? Why did it suddenly turn into a black roc?"
"What kind of martial spirit is his martial spirit?"
"It's so fast. After Zheng Shiyi used this martial spirit, his speed was really amazing. This black roc felt faster than the Jin family's golden-winged roc.
The Fudo King originally relied on his weird body skills to gain a speed advantage, but now, it is Zheng Shiyi who is faster, and the Fudo King is passive instead! "
In the venue, everyone looked at Zheng Shiyi who turned from defense to offense in amazement, and it was difficult to understand for a while.
On the high platform, eight of the Ten Heavenly Kings looked at the light curtain in front of them with solemn expressions. Now that the Shenhou Conference has progressed, everyone has gotten to know each other, but who would have thought that Zheng Shiyi would have such a person again? trick,
If he hadn't met the Fudo King, I don't know how far Zheng Shiyi would have hidden himself. Even now, who knows what else Zheng Shiyi might be hiding.
The Fudo King was completely entangled under Zheng Shiyi's gold coins step by step. For a moment, even the weird movements lost the space to display.
Black light shone in Zheng Shiyi's eyes, and the black-scaled sword in his hand was like the legendary scythe of death, cutting through the air, leaving a dark cut in the air, and slashing at the Fudo King at an unusually weird angle.
The sword was filled with unparalleled strength, making it impossible for anyone to resist it.
A sneer appeared on King Fudo's face. Zheng Shiyi wanted to confront him head-on. The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers and the courage of a hundred soldiers. It is fierce and domineering, like a tiger, full of strength. With a slash, it can swallow up mountains and rivers.
The sword is more about dexterity.
Competing in strength is not what the sword is good at.
He wanted to use the sword's strengths and the fencing's weaknesses.
It’s just a pity…
King Fudo's face suddenly became solemn, and he held onto Zheng Shiyi's fallen dark magic sword, and a crimson light suddenly emerged from the Qingluan sword in his hand.
The red light was bright, extremely dazzling among the cyan light, like a legendary divine phoenix flying up and shooting towards Zheng Shiyi.
Red is the phoenix, green is the luan!
Qingluan Sword not only contains Qingluan's blood essence, but also contains a drop of Red Phoenix's blood essence!
The surrounding temperature suddenly increased. On the Qingluan Sword, there seemed to be two divine birds, one red and one green, circling and flying. Bits of strong wind blew from the Qingluan Sword.
The strong wind spread rapidly around, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge tornado. Wherever the hurricane passed, all the grass and trees flew up, and even the century-old trees were blown up by two roots.
The entire arm of Fudo King rotated rapidly with the strong wind. It seemed that the entire arm had no joint restrictions.
With rapid rotation, the sleeves on his arms were completely shattered by the strong wind, revealing a crystal clear arm that was completely inconsistent with his age.
The violent wind swept Zheng Shiyi's black scale sword into it. It was like a wave of waves, attacking continuously layer by layer, completely breaking the power of Zheng Shiyi's sword, and the sharp long sword even wrapped around Zheng Shiyi's arm. , seemed to be completely crushing Zheng Shiyi's arm.
You are not the only one who can understand the strong wind!
The spiritual energy in Zheng Shiyi's body surged crazily, and the twenty spiritual patterns on his back were rotating rapidly. At this moment, his whole body seemed to turn into a violent wind, and an arm also rotated crazily, entangling towards the Fudo King without giving in. go.
Back when he was in the military headquarters, when he entered the scorching sand world, what he realized was the power of wind. The spiritual energy and spiritual patterns all over his body turned into strong winds, completely crushing everything in front of him.
The arms of the two men continued to rotate, and the swords in their hands collided crazily in just a short moment, making crisp sounds, and bright sparks continued to fly out in all directions.
Lines of sharp sword energy and frightening sword light continued to fly down in all directions, hitting the ground and immediately exploding the entire ground.
The surrounding ground continued to explode, and streaks of smoke and dust rose into the sky.
As the two of them fought, even the great god in the distance began to shake.
The breath in the two people's bodies continued to rise, and the spiritual energy gushing out of their bodies became more and more intense. One arm was even more painful from the constant collision of the martial arts in their hands.
In just a short moment, the swords in their hands had collided countless times. Their arms seemed to be completely sore and numb, and they had lost their intuition. They were still turning mechanically, and at the same time, the force of the backlash was getting stronger and stronger. .
"Ding!"
The swords in the hands of the two collided again, and there was obviously a clear sound, but the sound was so loud that it was like thunder falling and mountains exploding, and the sound resounded throughout the Thousand Worlds of War.
There was a loud noise, the ground shook, the mountains shook, and the sky shook.
The two of them suddenly felt a powerful and unstoppable counter-shock force. Their palms could no longer withstand the impact of this terrifying force. The tiger's jaws trembled, their palms loosened, and they lost control of the martial arts treasures in their hands.
Under the crazy impact, the Qingluan Sword and the Black Scale Sword flew high into the distance, and fell into the distant river.
Affected by the battle between the two, the river became much more turbulent than before, and suddenly a huge wave over a hundred feet high arose.
"Both of them lost their weapons at the same time!"
"It's... it's like this!"
"First, King Fudo had the upper hand, then Zheng Shiyi released his martial soul and gained the upper hand. Now, the two martial arts flew out at the same time. It seems that the two of them are really evenly matched!"
"No, Fudo King is most famous for his swordsmanship. Now that his Qingluan Sword has been lost, it is equivalent to losing an arm. He has suffered a big loss!" On the high platform, Gui Li had a look on his face. She looked worried, as she was not familiar with King Fudo, and she was dissatisfied that King Fudo had cut himself off as a semi-saint to participate in the Divine Lords Conference.
But King Fudo is, after all, a member of the Biyu Sect, and belongs to the same Everlasting Sect as the Qingwen Sect she belongs to. Zheng Shiyi, however, is an enemy of the Everlasting Sect, a member of the Demon Sect, and a person close to the Red Cloud Emperor. enemy!
What's more, King Fudo said that if he killed Zheng Shiyi, he would withdraw from the Shenhou Conference. In that case, she would have one less opponent, but if Zheng Shiyi wins.
Facing such Zheng Shiyi, she had no confidence that she could defeat him.
"The Fudo King is most famous for his swordsmanship, but the strongest thing is not his swordsmanship." Su Yuqi rarely spoke proactively, her voice still cold.
"The strongest thing about Fudo King is not his swordsmanship, that is..." Gui Li's face was stunned and he looked at the light curtain.
In the Battle of Thousand Worlds, the martial arts treasures in the hands of the two men flew away, and their bodies were also affected by the huge force of the shock. They each took a few steps back before they stabilized their bodies.
"Boy, you are very scheming. You did not intend to seriously injure me in the first place. The purpose of your sword was to release Qingluan from my hand and make me lose the sword. You are very scheming, but you thought that I didn't have it. I can't kill you without the sword?"
(End of chapter)