The moment Jian Wufeng dodged the Onimu Seimei Blade, he struck back with thunder. The Demon Sword's sword heart shot out an incredibly fast sword. It was a sword in the palm, a sword within a sword. It was difficult for top geniuses to withstand it, and even for ordinary geniuses.
Not even qualified to witness this move!
"One shot of the divine spear!"
The violent sword-within-a-sword suddenly struck in front of Xiaokong. The blade that kept enlarging in the pupils was so slow, but extremely deadly, as if it had nailed Xiaokong's heart and controlled all the veins in his body.
"Plop!"
"Xiao Kong!"
"Husband!"
As a pool of hot blood spilled into the sky, the screams of Qinghuang and Luo Bai'er immediately erupted in the Tianjian dojo. The demon-drawing sword pierced Xiao Kong's chest fiercely, and the divine blood flowed along the demon-drawing sword.
On Jian Wufeng's wrist.
Xiaokong froze on the spot, his right hand firmly grasping the demon-drawing sword. The situation seemed extremely bad for Xiaokong.
"This Jian Wufeng really knows Su Mingkong inside and out. If you compete with such a person, you can say that you will lose half the battle without even fighting." Li Yixin said, "If Su Mingkong didn't rely on Li Hanxue's magical power, I think the current situation would be
This is definitely not the case! With his strength, there is no problem in competing against Jian Wufeng."
Li Yunqian rolled her eyes at Li Yixin and said dissatisfiedly, "Brother, can you stop making sarcastic remarks over there? Sister Xiaojun is so anxious, and Xiaokong is also a member of our Dayu Tiangong, and you are still saying such words at this time.
, no wonder no girl will like you."
Li Yixin was suddenly speechless, with an unprecedented look of helplessness on his face, "This girl...that's all."
"Su Mingkong, it seems that your strength is still lacking. Let's end it!"
Jian Wufeng twisted his right hand, and the demon-drawing sword in his hand exploded immediately, turning into hundreds of sharp sword wings, which directly penetrated Xiao Kong's body. As a strange sound sounded, the sword wings all over the sky exploded from Xiao Kong's body.
Opened and flew into the sky of Tianjian Dojo.
The gloomy sky did not clear up as the sword wing flew far away, but instead became even gloomier.
Jian Wufeng frowned, and a strong sense of crisis struck him. He instinctively stepped back a hundred feet. Sure enough, the moment he stepped back, a white shadow appeared in the void, and he held it down with thunderous force.
Jian Wufeng's head.
Jian Wufeng was already prepared in his heart, and he immediately opened eight sword wings behind his back in order to increase his strength.
"Jian Wufeng, you have no chance!"
At the moment when the white shadow solidified, while holding down Jian Wufeng with his right hand, he grabbed the sword wing behind Jian Wufeng with his left hand and exerted force suddenly. A frightening sound of tearing was heard throughout the Tianjian Dojo.
All eight sword wings behind Jian Wufeng were torn off.
"Well!"
Jian Wufeng let out a muffled groan, obviously this blow was very effective for him.
"Jian Wufeng, your fatal weakness is your sword wing. Without the sword wing, I don't see how you can resist me. You should die!"
Thunder rolled in the Tianjian Dojo, and countless black thunder condensed in Xiaokong's palm, all of which penetrated into Jian Wufeng's head. His whole body was instantly submerged by the thunder, and he completely disappeared from everyone's sight.
This time it was Qingluo's turn to worry. She was extremely uneasy, but she couldn't express it because she was now the wife of the Pavilion Master of the Sword Burial Pavilion. No matter what she faced,
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Stay calm no matter the situation.
But Jian Wenxin was not worried at all. His eyes still stayed on Li Yunqian and refused to leave, which made Li Yunqian very unhappy.
"What are you still looking at? Your father is about to die. Is there a stain on my face?" Li Yunqian said angrily.
"You don't have flowers on your face, but you are a hundred times more beautiful." Jian Wenxin said with a smile.
"Hmph, these nonsense are fine for deceiving those innocent girls. If you want to use this trick against me, you are too young! To tell you the truth, I... I have had a hundred boyfriends.
!" Li Yunqian said.
"I don't mind being the one hundred and first." Jian Wenxin said with a smile.
Li Yunqian was stunned for a moment and suddenly felt at a loss.
"Why is this person like this? He is just a ruffian."
The moment Jian Wufeng's sword wing was broken, Xiao Kong seized the opportunity and attacked Jian Wufeng's body crazily, punching hard to the flesh, smashing Jian Wufeng's body in an instant. Supreme blood sprayed all over the ground, and a large amount of the world's
Power evolves into all things in the Heavenly Sword Dojo.
Elks, heavenly incense, herbs, mountain peaks, sky stars and even wild stars are all growing crazily with this piece of land as their roots.
Seeing this situation, Luo Jixian immediately took action, but was stopped by Jian Wuhen: "Master Luo, this is a life and death battle between Wu Feng and Su Mingkong. I hope you don't take action! We at Burial Sword Pavilion will never take action either."
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Luo Jiexian said, "Master Wuhen Sword has misunderstood what I meant. If I suppress the power of the world of Master Yinjian Pavilion, not only this Tianjian Dojo, but also the entire Tianjian Peak will be completely submerged by this torrent of life."
Without saying a word, Luo Jiexian immediately burst out with powerful world power, suppressing Jian Wufeng's world power, and all things that were about to grow crazily withered quickly.
But even so, Jian Wufeng's Tianxin has not been exposed for a long time. Even if his physical body is destroyed, there is no sign of his Tianxin being exposed at all.
The sword intent in the Tianjian Dojo has indeed weakened a lot, but it has not dispersed. Instead, it has bottomed out and recovered with a fierce momentum.
Unknowingly, the sky behind Xiaokong suddenly split open, and a big white and smooth hand emerged from it. There was no texture at all. Although it was a hand, it was as sharp as a sword!
"Sky Burial!"
When Jian Wufeng uttered two words, the big hand pressed hard against Xiaokong. But at the same time, a huge crack opened in the dark sky, and an equally white and traceless big hand poked out,
It collided hard with the big hand summoned by Jian Wufeng!
"boom!"
These two hands are the product of the combination of the will of the Buried Emperor and the Heavenly Sword Peak. The huge energy generated by the collision shook the entire Buried Sword Pavilion, causing the earth and the sky to shake thousands of miles around.
"Is this the power of the Buried Emperor?" One of the men in black murmured to himself, "Sooner or later I will surpass you!"
Jian Wufeng's move of sky burial was broken by Xiaokong, and his mood fluctuated like never before, "Su Mingkong, you can actually do sky burial!"
"Nonsense! Jian Wuyi taught me all the ways of swordsmanship, how can I not know how to be buried in the sky?" Xiaokong responded.
"But haven't you given up on grandpa's swordsmanship a long time ago? Why are you still holding on to it like this?"
"A truly strong person never works behind closed doors.
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, but to gather the wisdom of hundreds of schools and develop your own path. This is the essence of the martial arts that Li Hanxue taught me. You say you understand Li Hanxue, but what you understand is only the tip of his iceberg! You are far behind him!
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Having said that, Xiao Kong immediately used the laws of heaven to suppress all of Jian Wufeng's laws of heaven, and quickly locked the location of Jian Wufeng's Tianxin. It turned out that Jian Wufeng had always hidden his Tianxin in the Demon-Breaking Sword.
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In the center of the demon-drawing sword, there is an imperial weapon. As long as the demon-drawing sword continues, Tianxin will never be exposed.
"Don't I understand Li Hanxue?" Jian Wufeng snorted coldly, "I'm afraid only Gu Xiyu understands him better than me in this world! There is only one ultimate way to combine the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought, and I am already walking on this path.
I am much further ahead than you, even if Li Hanxue appears now, he may not be my opponent!"
"Stop bragging, let me find out your true nature, and let me see if you have anything else to say!"
Nine black chains suddenly appeared on Xiaokong's arm, and his body suddenly showed an extraordinary texture. A punch fell on Jian Wufeng's arm, cutting off the connection between the Demon Sword and Jian Wufeng.
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With a click, the sharp demon-drawing sword fell off Jian Wufeng's body and fell to the ground.
Qing Luo watched this scene helplessly, her heart stopped beating completely. To Jian Wufeng, the Demonic Sword was like her own life. She had never left her body, but now it fell off... could it be...
"Wufeng, no!" Qing Luo shouted crazily in her heart.
Not only was Qing Luo's heart attached to the Demon Drawing Sword, Xiaokong was even more so. The moment the Demon Drawing Sword fell to the ground, he used the most powerful means to crush the Demon Drawing Sword. The wind howled, the thunder and fire roared, and the nine attributes
The power of the elements turned into a huge furnace, rising from the ground, completely incorporating the Demon Drawing Sword into it.
Use the thunder as a hammer, use the fire as a sword, constantly chop and pull out the demon sword.
The Demon Drawing Sword received a strong shock, and the entire outer layer fell off, exposing the imperial weapon part. At the same time, Jian Wufeng's Tianxin was also exposed.
I saw a ball of blue energy attached to the black Emperor Sword, squirming constantly.
Without saying a word, Xiaokong crushed Jian Wufeng's Tianxin with his sword. However, Jian Wufeng's Tianxin was not harmed at all, but a group of black wings burst out, and these wings quickly turned into illusory sword intent.
, floating in the sky, integrating with the sword intent on Tianjian Peak.
The blue Tianxin instantly condensed into a sword demon, three feet tall, with thunder all over his body. The twelve sword wings on his back were dark and cold, full of metallic texture. The straight demon-drawing sword was also covered with sharp sword wings, like
Cicada wings generally rub against each other, making a harsh sound.
Nine golden and silver sword patterns full of sacredness appeared on his face, spreading from his forehead to his chin. His slender face was like a slender sword, which also complemented the sword intent of the Tianjian Dojo at the moment.
Everyone looked at this scene with expressions of disbelief on their faces. The powerful Sword Pavilion Master in the past actually still had such a side.
Six hundred years ago, when the warriors witnessed Jian Wufeng's sword demon form, they were all shocked, because they had seen this scene on a god master six hundred years ago, but they did not expect to see it on a human race.
To the form of the gods!
When Xiaokong saw Jian Wufeng's face, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his heart was shaken!