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Chapter 383: Ancient God's Art

Wu Feng looked indifferent, casually swatted away a piece of blue water, and said coldly: "Is your strength only that much?"

Shui Yue's cold figure was in the clouds and mist, looming like a goddess in a fairy palace. Her cold gaze penetrated the thin clouds and mist, and shot at Wu Feng's face like an ice knife, saying: "You are the first, worthy of me

If you treat it with all your strength, being able to achieve such an achievement is not just as simple as talent, I will take away all the secrets and treasures you have!"

Wu Feng's eyes became colder, his body hung in the sky, and he punched out from the air!

Rumble~~

The turbulent murderous intention turned into a whirlpool and swept through the fist. Although this punch was only thrown with the body, the spiritual energy in the surrounding world surged violently, as if it had transformed into Wu Feng's body, crushing towards Shuiyue!

Shuiyue's face changed slightly. Although Dharma Cultivation can mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for his own use, there is a fundamental gap between Dharma Cultivation and Body Cultivation. No matter how good the mobilization is, it is not as good as the control of Body Cultivation. He completely regards the surrounding aura as his own.

The extension of the body, this is a state that can never be achieved through cultivation!

"Xiang Shui Jue - Long Shou!"

Shuiyue looked at the huge fist formed by the dark clouds, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to point out.

The air was like a calm lake, ripples appeared as the finger fell, and the ripples gradually expanded, and in an instant they stirred up thousands of huge waves, as if something was trying to break free.

The scattered watching disciples in the distance watched in complete silence. Fighting at this level was beyond their understanding. One finger could actually make the void flood. What a terrifying power it was!

Qian Lun and Qin Yan looked at each other. Is this the number one genius in the inner sect? This kind of power is too terrifying, and from the looks of it, this divine technique is obviously not Shui Yue's true power.

What shocked them even more was that Wu Feng had only been practicing for a long time, but he actually had the strength to fight against this kind of monster, and he was not at a disadvantage yet!

Jin Long's face was full of shock. If he had seen the battle between Qian Lun and Wu Feng, he still had a faint hope. He hoped that with his own efforts, he would go out to take risks. If he accidentally obtained some ancient cave, he might be able to defeat Wu Feng.

, but at this moment, I deeply felt that these two people have exceeded my imagination. Even if I worship an immortal as my master, I may not be able to catch up with them!

"roar!"

Accompanied by a dragon roar, a giant blue dragon suddenly rushed out from the turbulent void. Its cold and deep scales, like dragon claws made of molten iron, seemed to be a living real dragon!

After this blue dragon appeared, it coiled around Shuiyue's body. The huge dragon body like a mountain completely covered Shuiyue's figure. Looking at the fist condensed by dark clouds, a trace of disdain flashed in the cold dragon eyes, and his mouth opened.

...swallowed it directly!

"This is a high-level divine art. It seems that this little girl Shuiyue is going to get serious about it." The old man in red robe said with a wry smile.

"I guess I'm tired of being harassed." The great elder stared at Wu Feng on the other side of the Immortal Platform, his eyes flickering, and said: "Sect Master, if we really fight to the point of life and death, let's take action. No matter who they are, they are not

Our Xiyue Sect can afford to perish."

Xiyue Sect Master nodded slightly, these are two treasures. If they die in such a competition, if word spreads about it, other sects will laugh to their death.

Wu Feng looked at the blue dragon clan, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He did not attack again, letting his body float in the sky, like a falling leaf in the strong wind.

Slowly, close your eyes.

Everything around became quiet.

There was darkness between heaven and earth, only the sound of his own breathing.

time……

In the darkness in front of her, only Xiao Yin's figure shone slightly, and the red aura rising from her body...

The ferocious battle suddenly stopped, and all the disciples watching were stunned. They saw two people in the sky, one was guarded by the blue dragon clan, and could not be seen, but he knew without thinking that he must be brewing some big move, with Shui Yue.

The power requires brewing moves, and the lethality is self-evident.

On the other side, Wu Feng, who had been attacking furiously, actually stopped, as if waiting for Shui Yue's ultimate move.

Is it confidence or arrogance?

The emotions of all the disciples watching the game were very complicated. Some were sarcastic and felt that Wu Feng was overestimating his capabilities. If he kept attacking and interfered with Shui Yue's ultimate move, he might still have hope of winning. Others felt that no matter the victory or defeat,

The name Wu Feng will be remembered for a lifetime, it is a legend!

"This kid is really arrogant." The old man in red robe looked at Wu Feng motionless, shook his head and smiled, "Even if he is a genius in dual cultivation, his realm is that of an earthly immortal after all, and he has the same essential perception as a god, not to mention that Shuiyue is not ordinary.

The god actually wants to wait for her ultimate move to be released, ugh!"

The Great Elder said calmly: "You are worrying too much. No one who can cultivate to this level is a fool. He is obviously accumulating strength and preparing for the final blow."

"The spiritual energy around his body has stopped functioning, and he seems to have given up. But the more this happens, the stronger it will be when it explodes later." The gentle and beautiful woman next to him sighed: "The times are really different now, these little guys'

The strength is no less than ours."

"After all, there are only a few monsters like this, otherwise we would not be able to practice happily." A thin old man said happily.

As a few people talked, time passed by quietly, the raging wind quietly stopped unconsciously, and the dark clouds gathering in the sky also faded until they completely dissipated.

Just like when it clears up after a rain, a beautiful ray of sunshine shines down.

The blue dragon looked up at the sky. It was accused of guarding Shuiyue, but now...she no longer needs to guard it.

roar!

The giant dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and blue light bloomed from the gaps in its body, making the heaven and earth eclipse.

A figure filled with strong blue light slowly emerged from the dragon's body. The blue dragon completed its mission, roared and leaped into the void and disappeared. There was only that beautiful blue figure in the sky and on the ground.

Like the sun, it attracts all eyes.

"The Secret of the Ancient God - King's Landing!"

The soft and graceful voice sounded like the sound of nature, without a trace of fireworks and without a trace of emotion.

Vast blue rays of light bloomed from that beautiful figure, dyeing the entire blue sky even bluer. This was a kind of blue flowing with precious light. These blue rays of light gathered behind Shuiyue and turned into a huge

The phantom holds an ancient divine weapon, which looks like a sword, a halberd, or a spear. The ancient aura of vicissitudes flows out from this phantom, oppressing the entire audience.

At this moment, everyone felt breathless, as if they were being stared at by gods, and their hearts did not dare to beat.

Shuiyue raised her hand, and the shadow behind her also raised her hand, as well as the weapon in her hand.

Down, wave!

The ancient vicissitudes of the divine weapon seemed to be about to cut off the world, and then it fell down. There was only the shadow of this huge divine weapon in the world. Some timid disciples watching the competition turned pale when they saw it. They felt that they and the main peak would both

The feeling of being split apart together.

The blue light rushed in like the blazing sun.

Wu Feng's eyelids were gently lifted, and in the center of the dark and deep pupils, there was a strange red carving, like a ghost ax carved on it, making people fall into it at a glance.


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