Hum!
When the scarlet giant sword was completely submerged in Yuan Hongtian Linggai, the whole world seemed to become hot at this time, and at the same time, there was a deep sword chant, echoing.
The sound of sword chants kept flowing, faintly, as if it turned into an overwhelming sword aura, which filled the area of Yuan Hong's body for several thousand feet.
Chi Chi!
Even though Yuan Hong stood in the void, the ground under his feet was beginning to be torn into countless traces, smooth as a mirror.
The sense of oppression emanating from Yuan Hong's body continued to rise.
Such a change of Yuan Hong was naturally noticed by Zhou Yuan for the first time. His complexion changed immediately, because at this time Yuan Hong's Origin Qi seemed to become extremely hot and fierce.
This is completely different from before.
"What's the matter?" Zhou Yuan's eyes flashed with surprise.
On the top of the peak, Na Lu Yan, Zhou Tai, and Zhang Yan also looked surprised and suspicious, and they were obviously aware of Yuan Hong's changes.
Outside Chief Peak, there are also many suspicious eyes watching this scene.
The two elders, Shen Taiyuan and Lu Song, frowned. They stared at Yuan Hong's figure, their eyes flickering. After a while, they seemed to think of something, and their pupils shrank slightly.
"It turned out to be sword feeding?"
Their complexion became difficult to look. This "sword-feeding technique" is a rather evil source technique in Jianlai Peak. It uses their own flesh and blood to raise the sword in their hands, so that they can briefly enter a so-called "human sword-combination". In this state, the breeder's own strength will be increased, and he will have the ability of the sword he breeds...
It's just that this kind of origin technique is extremely detrimental to itself, and it will cause a lot of sequelae after it is cast, and even the sword that it keeps will be contaminated with fierce aura, and it will be difficult to control in the future.
Because the cost of using this source technique is not small, there are very few disciples to practice, and even if it is cultivated, it will not be used until the time of life and death.
However, no one thought that Yuan Hong actually used it at this time...
In the world, many disciples also whispered, most of them blamed Yuan Hong. Obviously, the latter's methods were somewhat unscrupulous.
High in the sky, Master Qingyang also noticed this scene, frowning slightly.
"Huh, it's just a competition with the same door, and even such a source technique that harms others and oneself is used. It's really cruel." Lian Yifeng
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Master Qiaomu glanced at Peak Master Ling Jun coldly.
The other peak owners also shook their heads, seemingly murmured.
Peak Master Lingjun's expression remained unchanged, and said: "Yuan Hong is indeed too competitive. After this, he should be reprimanded. However, the rule of the chief dispute is to do everything possible, but he never said it. Perform this technique."
Commander Qingyang pondered slightly, and finally he could only shook his head helplessly. Although Yuan Hong's actions were a bit ugly, he did not violate the rules after all, so he didn't have much to say.
His gaze looked at Zhou Yuan's figure on the top of the mountain, with some regrets in his eyes. This Zhou Yuan was able to force Yuan Hong to this step as a new disciple. Yuan Hong was hit too hard, so he was forced to use such a method.
With Yuan Hong's current state, I'm afraid Zhou Yuan is going to be a little dangerous.
…
Buzzing!
The sound of sword chanting reverberated continuously in the world.
Yuan Hong's originally sturdy body became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye at this time, his eyes were sunken, and red light appeared in his pupils, which looked quite terrifying.
However, Zhou Yuan sensed a more and more intense aura of danger from Yuan Hong at this time, and immediately grasped the Tianyuan pen in his palm and stared at the latter.
"I really didn't expect... the first time I performed "sword feeding", it turned out to be because of you." Yuan Hong's eyes were surging with red light, staring at Zhou Yuan, his voice became hoarse and cold. .
Zhou Yuan didn't answer, but his eyes were cold, his body was tight, and he was in extreme alertness.
"Next, let you know what is fear!" Yuan Hong's mouth curled up, and a sorrowful smile emerged.
Huh!
He slammed the sole of his foot, as if there was a sword groaning sound, and his figure disappeared in the same place strangely.
"Fast speed!"
Zhou Yuan's pupils shrank slightly, and Yuan Hong's speed was undoubtedly much stronger than before.
Hum!
And just as Zhou Yuan was about to fire and retreat, above him, a sword roar suddenly sounded, and he suddenly raised his head when he saw Yuan Hong’s dry figure flash out, his eyes cold, slightly thin palms. , Suddenly cut off.
call out!
When he swung the sword down, he saw red light gushing out, which turned into a huge red sword light, hot and fierce, as if it had just been drawn from a volcano.
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Out of the peerless fierce sword.
The sword light passed by, and the void was all cracked.
At this time, Yuan Hong, every offensive between his gestures, was even more fierce than when he was holding the Tianyan Sword before.
The red light sword shadow expanded rapidly in his pupils, Zhou Yuan didn't dare to neglect the slightest, the nib of the Tianyuan pen in his hand quickly turned into jet black color, the silver light inside his body flickered, running with full force, and he smashed it down.
clang!
The red light sword shadow cleaved on the tip of the Tianyuan pen, the sound of gold and iron erupted, and the red shock wave swept away, hurricanes blew across the earth.
And everyone saw Zhou Yuan’s figure shooting upside down in the red light, falling back to the ground, with the soles of his feet on the ground, the ground was constantly collapsing, and the sleeves on both arms burst open. .
The soles of his feet slid a hundred feet away on the ground, Zhou Yuan finally stabilized his figure, his complexion became extremely dignified, blood dripped from his palms holding the Tian Yuan pen, and his mouth was shattered.
"What a terrifying attack."
Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth. In this state, Yuan Hong's strength was indeed too amazing. He was able to fight against him before, but at this time, he was suppressed again.
The battle for the chief this time was obviously more difficult than Zhou Yuan had expected.
Even though he had prepared a lot of hole cards for this, he was being forced out one by one.
In the sky, Yuan Hong's fierce red eyes swept down and locked on Zhou Yuan. In the next instant, his figure shot down directly. Obviously, he planned to completely eliminate Zhou Yuan in this state.
Boom!
The figure rushed past, and the air was full of sonic booms.
Huh! Huh!
At the same time, Yuan Hong's palms slashed down frantically, and huge scarlet sword shadows roared down from the sky. Such an offensive made countless disciples' scalps numb.
Facing Yuan Hong's crazy offensive, Zhou Yuan also felt his scalp numb, but at this time there was no way out. He could only hold the Tianyuan pen tightly, and let out a low growl in his throat.
"Jade skin!"
"Silver bone!"
"Broken source!"
"Whales!"
"..."
The terrifying power also unreservedly burst out of Zhou Yuan's body at this time. Obviously, facing Yuan Hong's offensive, Zhou Yuan could only extract all of his own power.
This is the strongest bump!
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