But in front of the 'Swordsmanship of Heaven', it is still slightly inferior.
Before he could hit Su Twelve, he was swallowed up by the sword light controlled by Su Twelve.
Tens of thousands of sword rays intertwined in the vertical and horizontal directions, and after a series of clanging sounds were heard, the astonishing offensive turned invisible.
It's like a stone sinking into the sea, not even a single wave can be stirred up!!!
"What?" Wei Wushuang's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help being surprised!
The sound just started.
The sword light danced and rolled, and the offensive force did not decrease at all. It was like a huge sword light, heading straight towards Wei Wushuang and the man in the hat.
Shrouded by inexplicable murderous intent, Wei Wushuang and the man in the hat looked like they were facing a formidable enemy. They looked at the incoming sword light and quickly exchanged glances, each feeling inexplicably shocked.
"How is it possible? This guy is only at the early stage of the Golden Core stage, and yet he has suffered such serious injuries! How could he... be able to launch such an amazing offensive? Could it be... that old guy Hou Sihai is causing trouble?"
Wei Wushuang exclaimed, but his reaction was not slow at all. He threw the folding fan in his hand.
The folding fan swelled in the wind and turned into a huge fan-shaped defensive shield, spanning the sword light and the center of him.
"Impossible! Hou Sihai's skills are special, and he is not good at swordsmanship! This kid can launch such a fierce attack, all thanks to his superb swordsmanship, which can actually trigger the natural force of heaven and earth. This swordsmanship... is not simple!
!!”
The man in the bamboo hat shook his head decisively, directly denying Wei Wushuang's guess.
Staring at the sword light in front of him, under the bamboo hat, his brows were furrowed and his expression was extremely solemn.
Carefully controlling the movement of the true energy in his body, the man in the hat controlled the cloud dragon transformed by the Yunlong Sword, twisted his body in the air, shrunk by more than half, and came in front of him, preparing for the flying sword light.
On the other hand, he carefully paid attention to the movement of the golden elixir in his Dantian, waiting for an opportunity to find the reason for the change in the golden elixir just now.
The sudden pain just now made him clearly realize that there seemed to be something wrong with his golden elixir.
But how did it come about?
, but had no clue for the moment.
Could it be...
Just as the man in the hat made a guess, Wei Wushuang's exclamation sounded in his ears.
"'Swordsmanship of Heaven'! It is the legendary top swordsmanship, 'Swordsmanship of Heaven'!!! But how is it possible that this kid can master 'Swordsmanship of Heaven'? Are you kidding me?!!!"
Wei Wushuang's pupils kept zooming, as if he was remembering something. The next second, his eyes widened with disbelief, and he exclaimed again.
The man in the bamboo hat frowned, and his face turned livid in an instant.
However, it was obscured by a bamboo hat, making it difficult to see his true reaction.
Turning to look at Wei Wushuang, his voice immediately sounded, "'Sword of Heaven'? That is the legendary top swordsmanship? Brother Wei, are you...are you sure?"
Wei Wushuang tried his best to activate the true energy in his body, and his skills were operating to the extreme, and he said in a deep voice: "I'm really not sure. With Brother Zhao's vision and experience, he should know better than me, right?"
"Looking at the momentum and power of this move, even if it is not as good as Xiao Wukian, the creator of the 'Sword of Heaven', it is at least 80% or 90% of its essence! No wonder this kid dares to talk so brazenly that he has such a skill!!"
The man in the hat skipped a beat in his heart, and just as he was about to continue speaking, there was suddenly a fierce explosion and roar in his ears.
The sword light came like a sword and hit hard on the fan-shaped defensive shield supported by Wei Wushuang.
The fierce attack left countless fine cracks on the defensive shield in the blink of an eye.
Wei Wushuang's eyes widened, his expression solemn as never before.
"Hmph! So what about the 'Sword Skill of Heaven'? I don't believe it, is this move really unsolvable?"
With a loud shout, Wei Wu's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
Without any reservation, the true energy in the body surged out, all of which entered the fan-shaped defensive wall, trying its best to support it.
"Click..."
But doing so only temporarily delayed the sword light offensive.
At the same time, another wave of sword light rushed in front of the Yunjiao transformed by the Yunlong Sword.
Yunjiao is very spiritual, even better than Su Twelve's Wuxie Sword.
Seeing the attack coming, he immediately let out an angry roar that resounded throughout the world, with a ferocious face full of dissatisfaction. Learning from the previous lesson, he immediately opened his bloody mouth and sucked in thousands of sword lights without waiting for the man in the hat to command.
Swallow it into your belly.
Seeing the sword light disappear from his sight, Yunjiao burped, his big copper bell-like eyes gently raised, and his gaze fell on Su Twelve, full of provocation. ??
"No! Spit it out!"
But the man in the bamboo hat reacted immediately, and his expression under the bamboo hat changed instantly.
The moment the voice sounded, he quickly chanted the incantation and controlled the body of the cloud dragon to spit out the sword light that he had swallowed.
But his consciousness just moved.
Yunjiao, who was feeling proud of himself, suddenly straightened his body.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Thousands of sword lights directly penetrated Yun Jiao's body and rushed out from all directions.
"Woo..."
A shrill scream sounded.
The cloud dragon is not an entity, it may be able to transform into a dragon, and there is also the soul of a cloud dragon monster beast within it.
He was destroyed by the sword light and his body was forcibly torn apart, which also caused considerable damage to his soul.
Amid the screams, the severely injured Yunjiao twisted his broken body in the air, his expression fading.
A large amount of sword energy escaped from his body at an astonishing speed, but in the blink of an eye, Yun Jiao's figure continued to shrink, and he was directly knocked back to his original shape, regaining the appearance of the Yunlong Sword.
cloud
The dragon sword's brilliance circulated, and its luster was obviously dimmed.
And within the blade, the Yun Jiao soul body, which is only 30% of the thickness and length of the blade, is floating feebly in it, without its previous aura.
From the fight to Yun Jiao being defeated, it only took a blink of an eye.
Before the man in the hat could get upset, the sword lights scattered in the air quickly merged.
His momentum barely diminished, and he continued to head straight towards the man in the hat.
The sword intention is shrouded, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal.
Before the sword light came, the invisible momentum was like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, swallowing up the figure of the man in the hat.
The latter's clothes caught the wind, and for a moment, he had the illusion of facing the vast sky with his own power.
The majestic and vast power made him feel powerless involuntarily.
"Is this...the 'Swordsmanship of Heaven'?"
"This guy, who is usually so quiet and imperceptible, actually masters such amazing swordsmanship!!!"
"How did he do it? I have watched and understood the 'Swordsmanship of Heaven' many times, but I have never been able to understand the true essence. Could it be that... his understanding is still higher than mine? No... impossible,
He is just a piece of trash with mixed spiritual roots. Why?!"
…
The man in the bamboo hat stared closely at Su Twelve's figure, eyes wide open, filled with dissatisfaction, and thoughts flashing in his mind.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became and my breathing became faster.
At this moment, his heart was confused!
But the sword light was flying in front of me, showing no mercy.
"Roar!"
When thousands of troops were fighting, Yun Jiao's weak soul trembled suddenly inside the Yunlong Sword.
"boom!"
The Yunlong knife flew towards the savior, cut through a stream of light, and hit the man in the hat hard on the chest. Not only did it knock his body back a hundred feet, but it also made the man in the hat suddenly come back to his senses.