There was a look of admiration in her eyes. Feng Jiuniang didn't look very old, she was probably around 1,600 years old at most, but her understanding of sword control was extremely high. Even some elders, although their cultivation levels were very high, still couldn't
It may not be possible to reach the level of Feng Jiuniang.
Is this the sword-controlling technique? It seems to consume special energy in the consciousness, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought in his mind, his eyes flashed with light, and he stared closely at Feng Jiuniang's sword-controlling technique, as if he wanted to memorize it all.
in mind.
Facing Feng Jiuniang's quick sword, Badalo retreated and at the same time stretched out his hand to block the sword.
The armor on Badalo's arm spread and covered the palm of his right hand. His right hand reached out and grasped the sword.
Badalo had just grasped the tip of the sword, his expression changed, and he was extremely ugly. He quickly retracted his hand and retreated quickly.
"Ka ka ka..." A crisp sound sounded, and the armor covering his right hand was completely shattered. The palm was bleeding and covered with bones, and it looked extremely miserable.
Despite Badalo's amazing speed, he still couldn't get rid of the sword. At this time, he was extremely depressed. He had just started fighting and was confused by this long sword before the opponent even got close. What a shame!
"The skill of sword control is indeed extraordinary. There is such a trajectory method. It looks like the ultimate missile." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with eyes shining.
"It's because she hasn't fully mastered her swordsmanship. Otherwise, she could easily behead masters thousands of miles away and control the sword to fight other masters." A master at the peak of the late True Saint stage next to Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
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Yuwen Zhouyuan was slightly startled. This method was somewhat similar to the way he used his divine consciousness and then fought with others. The two seemed to have the same effect.
"The Demon King is coming." Badalo, who was being chased by this sword, was furious. He gritted his teeth and shouted, black energy billowing all over his body. In the blink of an eye, the shadow of a Demon King condensed behind him. This Demon King's imposing manner
Taotao, as if he was the king who ruled the world a long time ago.
Badalo held the knife in his palm and slashed at the sword that was stabbing him. The demon king's movements were exactly the same as his. The overbearing power made the entire space tremble. The space in front of him was twisted and folded, as if it was about to collapse.
That long sword was transferred to other dimensions.
"Stab..." The space shattered, and the billowing black energy was divided into two halves. When encountering the folded space, the speed of the long sword slowed down a lot, and the power it contained was not as good as before.
At this moment, Badalo punched again, with unrivaled power and domineering power, as if he was going to crush everything.
boom!
The torrent of energy exploded, and bursts of force shot out in all directions. The sword jingled, trembled slightly, and then returned. Feng Jiuniang's face turned pale. Badalo's fist was almost cut off, leaving a long scar.
From his fist to his elbow, black and red blood flowed gurglingly, looking as miserable as he could.
"Three points of sword energy."
Feng Jiuniang drew her hands in the space, and the sword appeared above Feng Jiuniang's head in an instant. As her hands continued to draw, the sword kept rotating, and it split into three handles in the blink of an eye.
"go."
Feng Jiuniang gave a sweet shout, and the three swords flew through the air instantly. Each sword contained powerful power and sword intent.
"Buzz buzz..." Three swords penetrated the void, and the space was vibrating, as if half of the three passages had been opened.
Seeing this scene, Badalo shrank his eyes, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. One sword was enough for him, but now there were three swords. How can he be angry? He was depressed.
thought.
"Destroy the world with the mad sword. Kill!" Seeing that three swords with terrifying power were about to strike, he roared, held his hands out of thin air, and a long sword appeared in his hand.
This long sword was huge. Badalo held the handle of the sword with both hands and slashed towards the void, as if he wanted to cut through the void and block the path of the three swords.
Wherever the long knife passed, the space was wrinkled and chaotic, as if some kind of fault had formed.
Boom, boom, boom!
The three swords attacked, directly broke through the broken thorn, and stabbed over at an astonishing speed. Badaro did not expect this scene at all. He thought he could block the opponent's sword, but he did not expect that the opponent's sword was so fierce.
Space faults can be broken through.
The black energy billowing from Badalo's body formed a black shield engraved with ancient patterns, which looked very strong.
The three swords pierced the shield, and the shield trembled violently, causing blood to surge in Badalo's chest.
"Ka ka ka..." A small voice came out from the shield. Badalo's expression was normal and he secretly said: Not good.
With a "wow", the black shield was completely shattered, and three swords stabbed at him. Badaro had no way to dodge.
"Puff, puff, puff..." Three blood holes appeared on Badalo's body, and gurgling black and red blood continued to flow out. There was also blood flowing out of his mouth.
As if the three swords had completed their mission, they turned into one and reappeared at Feng Jiuniang's feet, her face even paler.
The attack power of sword control is powerful and consumes a lot of money. The emphasis is on killing the opponent as quickly as possible. If you cannot destroy the opponent in the shortest time, then you will have to be passive next time.
"I didn't expect your attack power to be so powerful. This is the first time I have encountered this type of attack. Although I have been seriously injured, I will not admit defeat. There are only Scale Horn clan members who died in battle, and there are no Scale Scale members who have taken the initiative to admit defeat."
People from the Horn tribe." Badalo stared at Feng Jiuniang and said word by word.
Although there were three big holes in his body, and black and red blood was flowing out, he still stood upright, as if he was a monument that would never fall.
Badalo's words resonated with all the Scale Horns here, and they felt even more profoundly. There were only Scale Horns who died in battle, and there were no Scale Horns who took the initiative to admit defeat. This sentence made everyone feel...
shock.
Although I admire you very much, and these words are also very sincere, it is a pity that we are always enemies, and I will not have any mercy, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought in his heart.
"Kill." Badalo shouted, and his voice shook the heavens and rolled across the space, as if he was roaring out the unwillingness in his heart.
Badalo shook his big hand, and a long knife condensed with black energy appeared. He took a step forward, as if traveling through time, and suddenly came to Feng Jiuniang. With a stroke of the long knife, the space was immediately divided into two halves.
A horizontal ditch formed by the space is spreading forward, as if it will split Feng Jiuniang in half.
At this time, the sword at Feng Jiuniang's feet turned into a beam of light and disappeared instantly.
"Poof..." Badalo's head suddenly flew up, black and red blood gushed out like a spring, and the long knife in his hand dissipated, turning into black mist and dispersing in the air.
The sword flew back, and Badalo's head was immediately taken away by Feng Jiuniang. She stepped on the sword and returned to the place where the ten younger masters of the Dragon League were standing.
Feng Jiuniang's sword not only cut off his head, but also cut off his soul, making him completely dead. Although he lost his head, his body still stood upright, as if he would never fall.
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"Badaro is actually dead?"
"How is that possible? Are humans really that powerful?"
"The attack power is so powerful that Badalo can't stop it at all."
The death of Badalo caused an uproar among the Scaly Horn tribe, and they all discussed it. At this time, no one said: "Damn it, the human race just killed Badalo, and actually took his head.
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"Damn it, you're so arrogant. This thing is just provoking us, the Scale Horns."
"Human race, return Badalo's head to us. You don't even let go of the dead body. It's so shameful."
The surrounding Scale Horn clan members shouted, their eyes flashing with anger. The spirit of Badalo just now resonated with them. Now that Badalo is dead, they naturally cannot let Feng Jiuniang take away Ba.
Darlow's head.
"Kill them, kill these humans."
"kill."
Many people lost control of their emotions, and each of them was filled with fighting spirit. They wanted to rush over and kill Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party.
Yuwen Zhouyuan sat on the top of the attic, watching this scene calmly, as if he were an outsider. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. As long as these people dared to take action, then he would have reason to kill them all here.
"Calm down." At this time, the expert at the peak of the late True Saint stage who had some conflicts with Yu Wen Zhouyuan not long ago shouted loudly, and the terrifying aura radiated from his body, and the entire space seemed to be completely solidified.
Feeling this terrifying momentum, the angry Scale Horn clan members woke up one by one and their bodies trembled. Facing the power of a peak master of the late True Saint stage, they were naturally unable to deal with it.
At this time, the space slowly became quiet, and no one dared to speak.
"Have you forgotten the contents of the agreement?" This expert from the Scale Horn Tribe, who is at the peak of the late True Saint stage, said coldly. Although his voice was not loud, it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
After hearing this, these people lowered their heads one by one, as if they knew they were wrong. They knew that if they took action today, the other party would definitely kill them all without any scruples.
After seeing that everyone had woken up, this expert at the peak of the late stage of the True Saint of the Scale Horn clan turned his attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan and asked directly: "May I ask Deputy Alliance Leader Yuwen, what do you mean by this? Even if you win, why?
Want to take Badalo’s head away?”
The master of the late stage True Saint of the Scale Horn Clan asked again, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, as if he was about to take Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"What do you mean? Isn't it already obvious? I just took his head, specifically. What's wrong? You want to stand up for Badalo?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a mocking smile.
"You Dragon Alliance masters have defeated him, and now you have taken his head. Don't you know how to respect the dead?" The master of the late True Saint stage of the Scale Horn Clan asked again, his words were righteous and awe-inspiring, as if