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Chapter 4112 Bloody battle with the Eight Tonki Orochi

 The square wall of light on the sea of ​​fire was like a cage, trapping the Yamata-no-Orochi, and the dark heavy sword weighing more than ten million kilograms was like a meteor that broke through the moon, cutting off the Yamata-no-Orochi in the blink of an eye.

A head of a big snake.

Everything that happened in this flash of lightning touched the heart of every practitioner like a dream, and severely shocked everyone.

"Ouch"

The eight-headed giant snake turned into a seven-headed giant snake in the blink of an eye, and its painful howling shook the hall and made it buzz, as if it was about to burst people's eardrums.

Wow!

On the stone steps, following an unexpected uproar, ninety-nine percent of the experts became stunned.

You must know that this battle has an unchangeable definition in people's minds before it starts. To challenge the supreme realm of Daowu with the first glimpse of Daowu, don't talk about doing such a whimsical thing. Another person would not even dare to think about it.

I think that, because that is not courageous, but downright stupid. After all, in everyone's eyes, this battle is a crushing without any fancy.

But what about the facts?

The change of facts is so unexpected.

The evil spirit of Yamata no Orochi, who possesses the supreme realm of Taoism, not only did not suppress Feng Jueyu until he could not lift his head, but was seized by the opponent. He launched a series of fierce attacks and frequently fell into a disadvantage.

Looking at the snake head that was spraying magma air, the practitioners on the stone steps seemed to be in a dream, and they didn't recover for a long time.

The Bamboo Poison Demon, the Golden-horned Bloodline Demon Dragon, Niu Zhi, the Heavenly Lady Xuanyuan Pheasant, Yin Xiuping, and even Wusu, the Wusha Witch and others who were hiding in the crowd and followed them were all astonished, almost as if they didn't recognize the wind.

It feels like a perfect feather.

Many powerful people felt incredible, including Kuang Su and Bai Su. After seeing Feng Jueyu temporarily gaining the upper hand, they exchanged glances with each other to ease the shock in their hearts.

"This young master, is it really not that simple?" Kuang Su took a breath in astonishment, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Bai Su nodded noncommittally and commented sincerely: "This boy has amazing concentration. When faced with such an evil spirit, he was able to exert the power of the law of space beyond normal, causing the space to be trapped and sealed, blocking the Yamata no Orochi's retreat, forcing him to

Seeing that beast taking a blow from his sword, it seems that he had already planned it before taking action."

"not necessarily!"

Just as Bai Su finished speaking, Lu Siyuan, who had been silent all this time, shook his head in a negative manner, and said calmly: "No matter how powerful the law of space is, it depends on the means through which it is exerted. For example, in terms of swordsmanship, among all the families,

Yu Chijing's strength is undoubtedly the first. Even he can't display the powerful swordsmanship that can lock the space, let alone him? But this guy is probably more terrifying than the enlightenment of the law of space. The structure of the four-sided light wall

Realm, it is a powerful formation rarely seen in the world!"

"Array?"

Hearing Old Formation Master Lu's talk, everyone present exclaimed in surprise. Bai Su frowned deeply and asked in confusion: "Is it the formation? Could it be that this person has already mastered the formation and swordsmanship? Even so,

The power of his swordsmanship is not that great, right?"

Lu Siyuan shook his head when he heard the sound, and Xuanyuan Pheasant next to him was full of curiosity.

I heard Lu Siyuan sigh: "Every method in the world has its own merits, but when it comes to the one that connects the heaven and the earth and is very close to the great road, it is the formation method. If you understand the deduction of this formation method, it is quite terrifying."

, ordinary people call him Luo Master, but in fact, he has only just scratched the surface of the formation. There are too many great principles in this world that are difficult for people to understand. Who dares to be sure about sword skills?

How about being able to master the formations? In addition, the fact that he can improve his swordsmanship to such a level is probably not just because of the formations. Look at Yuchi Jing."

Lu Siyuan's theory made everyone fall into deep thought. As these words came out, when everyone looked at Yu Chi Jing, they saw a fiery look in the eyes of this upright swordsman, just like two

People who share the same path cherish each other.

In this way, the crowd became even more amazed.

At the same time, in the Holy Star Alliance team, Ximen Wuwei and Meng Ling were also paying close attention to the changes on the battlefield.

The scene of Feng Jueyu cutting off the snake's head with his sword shocked the two of them. Ximen Wuwei didn't even care about the gazes around him and praised loudly and openly.

"It turns out that he didn't use his full strength when fighting me. He is really a strange guy."

"Mr. Simon, do you think he can defeat that evil spirit?"

"It's hard to say, this man's concentration is astonishing, and his strength is even more unfathomable. Although the evil spirits have a supreme level of cultivation, they are different from practitioners. They have no spiritual intelligence, and their methods are naturally weaker than those of a truly powerful person in the supreme level.

A little bit, but no matter how weak it is, it is still the highest level. Whether this child can win is still unknown."

Meng Ling's pretty red face showed nervousness and said: "I hope he is fine, he is too reckless. When encountering such a supreme evil spirit, he can just run away. Why is he still holding on and not getting out?"

Ximen Wuwei looked at Meng Ling doubtfully after hearing this, and his thoughts became complicated.

Looking back to the sea of ​​fire, the ferocious Yamata-no-Orochi finally became completely angry after breaking a song.

After a brief silence, the evil spirit roared, and then in full view of the public, a new snake head gradually sprouted from the severed head. It only took less than five breaths for it to return to its original state.

This scene once again shocked the practitioners on the stone steps, and they couldn't help but start to worry about Feng Jueyu.

Above the sea of ​​fire, Feng Jueyu stared at Yamata no Orochi with bated breath, turning a deaf ear to the chattering comments behind him.

The reason why he jumped out and dived into the sea of ​​​​fire under the spotlight was not to become famous, let alone win the hearts of beautiful women.

He just wanted to test his ideas by taking the risk and jumping up the ranks to challenge the evil spirits in the Forging Hall.

Staring at the leader who looked like a dragon, Feng Jueyu sighed extremely depressedly. The previous fierce pursuit had certainly gained him a momentary advantage, but for him, it was also exhausting. After all, he was now

What he is facing is a supreme king evil spirit. Every time he strikes a sword, he will pay an extremely painful price.

The series of offensives just now seemed to be flowing smoothly and logically, but in fact only he knew how much energy was spent during it.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with this evil spirit just with my sword skills. It seems I have to think of other ways."

With his eyes fixed, Feng Jueyu raised his head and clenched his fist. The Heavenly Falling Sword circled in the air for a week, and finally withdrew to his side. Then Feng Jueyu formed seals with his hands without hesitation, and made dozens of finger gestures in a dazzling manner. Auras of spiritual light roared in the air.

The flashing, colorful colors echoed each other, and the wildfire that was dozens of feet away was driven back by a mysterious force, leaving a large strange area vacant.

"roar!"

Yamata no Orochi finally became truly angry. After the eight giant mouths roared hysterically at the same time, eight bright lights lit up simultaneously in the eight giant mouths.

Balls of brightly colored fireballs appeared in the bloody mouth that could swallow a living giant elephant alive. The time froze for a moment, and then a dazzling white light flashed across the belly of the Yamata-no-Orochi snake, and eight balls of brightly colored fireballs appeared in an instant.

It shot out from eight huge mouths, carrying rolling flames, and flew towards Feng Jueyu with astonishing momentum.

"Here we come, the formation is nameless, get up!"

Even though Feng Jueyu was prepared, he couldn't help but feel frightened after seeing eight huge fireballs.

These eight huge fireballs, some are red, some are green, some are blue, some are purple, and so on. They actually belong to different origins, but they are of the fire type. In addition, their momentum is actually higher than that of the so-called Grand World.

The powerful Nine Ancient True Flame is ten times more domineering, so it appears to be particularly fierce.

Facing eight huge strange fireballs in the wind, the cold sweat on the tip of Feng Jueyu's nose turned into crystal beads and dripped down uncontrollably.

With an extremely serious look on his face, he quickly opened the prepared formation without a name. After the space shook for a while, hundreds of barriers took shape in the blink of an eye. However, when they met the terrifying fireball, there was a bang and more than half of them were shattered on the spot.

"Enough!"

While looking in shock, Feng Jueyu grinned and cursed, then he quickly jumped up and started running around in the unknown formation.

Eight strange and fierce fireballs came fiercely. One green fire and one blue fire landed on Feng Jueyu's footing one after another. The raging flames filled the air and made Feng Jueyu's face burn and tears flowed down his face.

Whoosh!

He swept out from the left side, and before he looked up, he saw a purple fireball reaching above his head as if the sun was falling. Feng Jueyu subconsciously held up his hands, and a black light penetrated the barrier, directly transforming into a ball above his head.

Huge space black hole.

The purple fireball shot directly into the black hole, violently colliding with the space laws at the entrance, setting off a purple-black storm, and blew Feng Jueyu far away.

Five other fireballs flew in at this moment. He first dodged four of them, and finally encountered a huge orange fireball that he couldn't get out of the way.

In desperation, Feng Jueyu angrily raised the Sky Falling Sword and slashed into the air. Hearing a bang, the orange fireball was exploded by the Sky Falling Sword on the spot.

The terrifying power of the flames turned into a huge stream of fire and rushed away. In the stream of fire, the person was as small as a boat on the sea. A terrifying wave of orange fire rushed towards his face, directly drowning Feng Jueyu and his sword.

In the sea of ​​fire.

"Burned to death."

Yin Xiuping, the son of Longsu, couldn't help but get excited when he saw this. This man was narrow-minded and could not bear to see that Feng Jueyu had overshadowed him. He wished that Feng Jueyu would be burned to death by the fire wave.

But before he could finish his words, he saw a figure rushing out of the fire wave and stabbing out a sword light.

Click!
Chapter completed!
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