[The first thousand two hundred and forty-one chapters are fast swords and fast fists, hearty! 】
Over here, Feng Ziyue and Kuangzhan Gale are already fighting!
quick!
It was so fast that it couldn't be described in words. The center of the ring where the two of them were was was like a whirlwind, whirring so loudly that people couldn't even see what was going on inside. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged a lot.
Yu Qianzhao!
"So handsome!"
Feng Sanpa was standing by the ring, and he could only see his vague figure, and he was filled with admiration from the bottom of his heart.
"Good swordsmanship!"
"Good boxing skills!"
Kuangzhan Gale and Feng Ziyue also praised each other's martial arts in unison.
Feng Ziyue has encountered countless masters, but such hearty and fast attack and defense is rare. Kuangzhan Gale has fought against countless alien monsters. He has never seen any kind of martial arts moves, but Feng Ziyue's sword skills are rare.
Yes, after the two of them fought against each other, they actually felt a sense of sympathy for each other!
"The fighting guard's boxing skills are superb, please try my sword moves!"
Feng Ziyue took a deep breath, tiptoed, and instantly stepped back more than a dozen times. Immediately, he rolled up his sword and stabbed straight at him. As soon as he took out the sword, the blade seemed to have been handed to him. With the impact,
The move becomes more powerful and feels unstoppable.
"Well done!"
Kuang Zhan Gale Feng laughed loudly, but he did not avoid it, but also punched his chest, facing Feng Ziyue's sword tip!
laugh!
Only a slight sound was heard. Kuangzhan Gale's fist came into contact with Feng Ziyue's sword. It was not damaged, but there was no violent sound. The fist and sword passed each other, as if they were stuck together.
!
Feng Ziyue's natural divine sword was deflected by half a point due to the force of the fist. By just this half point, the sword could not hit Kuang Zhan's body and passed by his shoulder, only tearing through his clothes!
"What a powerful punch!"
Feng Ziyue praised again. He knew that this was an extremely clever force-relieving technique. The Kuangzhan Gale Fist was fast and looked extremely hard. Unexpectedly, the strength was mixed with softness, and the straight strength was mixed with horizontality.
Jin, I have really practiced to the point of perfection.
"Master Feng is so complimentary!"
Kuangzhan Gale laughed loudly, "Now that I'm holding your sword to the outer door, you don't know how to receive the next few punches from me!"
His fist had already been stretched out in front of Feng Ziyue, his arm was straightened, and his moves were old and there was no room for change. Who knows, somehow, he suddenly moved forward again, his wrist stretched and contracted, as if his arm suddenly
It seemed to have grown longer, and in the blink of an eye, he punched eight times in a row
Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!
Hearing eight consecutive crisp sounds, Kuangzhan Gale couldn't help but show a look of astonishment on his face. His eight unexpected punches were all blocked by Feng Ziyue's returning sword!
"How could it be so fast?"
Feng Ziyue's sword was clearly behind him just now, so how could he move back to resist while extending his fist?
The two collided in the air, each flew back and stood in the air.
"Brother Kuang Zhan's boxing technique is both hard and soft, which is beyond my expectation. My sword moves are shrinking on their own. How come Brother Kuang Zhan doesn't recognize this?"
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly and spit out his sword light. His long sword was seen moving forward and then back, with endless changes and uncertainty!
Kuangzhan Gale was overjoyed. Feng Ziyue's display made him understand the principles of superior martial arts, and he was extremely happy.
"Okay, okay! It turns out you can still use it like this, Brother Feng, let's fight another thousand moves!"
He was already facing the critical point of martial arts breakthrough, with only one layer of window paper missing. Feng Ziyue made the point, and he was enlightened. He suddenly understood. At this time, he was extremely happy, and he jumped forward with a big smile.
Feng Ziyue nodded and laughed, "That's what I have in mind, please!"
The two of them fought with one sword and two fists again.
In this Xuanyuan ancient battlefield, due to the suppression of huge power, the warrior's original tyrannical destructive power has been reduced a lot, just like a huge stone. The warrior who was originally in the acquired realm, that is, the one-star warrior here, if his palm strength is strong,
It can be smashed with one palm... But here, the stone is much tougher. The same stone may require a three-star warrior to shatter it into pieces.
Correspondingly, the destructive power of higher-level warriors is also much smaller.
Under this situation, even warriors with five stars or above will pay more attention to the clever use of power, which is very different from the situation in the Galaxy Universe.
Looking back, it is somewhat similar to the situation in the Tianwu world. Due to the suppression of the vitality of heaven and earth, the Tianwu world is at the highest level of innateness, and no one can break through the realm of breaking the void. Under this situation, one can only study the use of power.
Of course, there are still differences in levels. The level of power in the Xuanyuan Ancient Battlefield is much higher than that in the Tianwu World, and the difficulty of using power is also much higher than that in the Tianwu World.
Even so, Feng Ziyue feels like a fish in water here.
Most of his swordsmanship is based on the techniques he uses. Since his realm has continued to rise, he often just bombards with absolute power, losing the true meaning of the sword. Later, when he was in the late stage of Jutian, he understood the principle of returning to nature and used all his strength.
Converge within one sword, but when you really face a strong enemy, you still rely on your realm to win
Although realm cultivation is important, the heart of the sword and the will of the sword are equally important in Feng Ziyue's mind. In this Xuanyuan ancient battlefield, he can concentrate more on tempering the heart of the sword and honing the will of the sword. In this battle in the arena,
It made him feel so happy!
The two of them were playing ping-pong-pong in the air. At this time, they were the only ones fighting. Naturally, the whole audience was paying attention. Most of the people were cheering and applauding. Only a few people looked at them with resentment.
Looking towards Feng Ziyue's figure.
Jin Xiuxin's master, Taoist Wu, had an extremely angry face, muttering something unknown in his mouth, and clenched his fists very tightly.
In a short period of time, with his authority as an elder, he was able to understand everything that happened after Feng Ziyue entered the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace.
He originally didn't pay attention to outsiders at all, but when his only beloved disciple died in his hands, how could he not be furious?
——The confrontation between human race and other races, for a person of his status, he doesn’t care at all!
Whoever kills his apprentice will be killed!
In fact, after Feng Ziyue killed Jinxiuxin with his sword, he immediately went to find several elders of the elders, hoping to punish Feng Ziyue.
But there has never been any precedent for this kind of thing, not to mention that Jinxiuxin proposed a life-and-death duel of ten feet. Even if she wanted to hold back, it would be impossible.
Therefore, several elders did not hesitate to reject the request of Wu Cultivator. They also had high hopes for Feng Ziyue itself. They also expected this outsider to earn another piece of sky for the human race. The death of a mere elite core disciple meant nothing.
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The year-end battle is originally a proving ground to find out the real talents at the cost of a small number of people's lives.
Many people usually make rapid progress in their cultivation and appear to be powerful, but once they go to the battlefield, they are completely unable to display their power. They are just cannon fodder to be killed. Rather than letting such people die outside and let others' ambitions destroy their own prestige, it is better to just
Let them die fighting at the end of the year.
Obviously, the elders included Jinxiuxin in this category.
The monk came back cursing.
Seeing that Feng Ziyue performed so well in the battle with Kuangzhan Gale, he knew even more clearly that from now on Feng Ziyue would be protected as a treasure by the elders. At least during the three-year protection period of outsiders, he would have no chance at all.
To take revenge, even after the three-year period expires, he must be more careful to find an opportunity.
"One day, you will fall into my hands! Xiu Xin, Master will definitely avenge you.
He gritted his teeth and his eyes were red!
At this time, the battle between Feng Ziyue and Kuang Zhan Gale had reached its most intense and intense moment. Feng Ziyue's sword shadow was so erratic that it was so fast that he couldn't even see where the sword was, and Kuang Zhan Gale's fist was also at its most intense.
It kept making sonic boom sounds, and the speed continued to increase!….Pop! Pah! Pah!
The air was filled with a burning aura, as if their fists and swords were rubbing the air too violently, igniting the atmosphere.
Suddenly, the two figures suddenly separated, suddenly changed, and then stuck together again!
The fist of the mad fighting gale stopped on Feng Ziyue's forehead.
And Feng Ziyue's sword was at the throat of Kuangzhan Gale!
"I lost!"
Kuang Zhan Gale Feng laughed loudly and stood up with his fists closed.
Feng Ziyue's sword could kill him with just one stab; and his remaining punch was exhausted, so even if it hit Feng Ziyue's head, it would only injure him at most.
Lost!
But he lost heartily, without any sense of frustration!
On the contrary, Kuang Zhan Gale Feng felt like he was intoxicated. In this continuous fast fist and sword fight, the bottleneck that had troubled him for many years was broken through. He only felt that martial arts had entered a new realm.
, From now on, the sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fish to jump
This battle was really worth losing!
"Concession!"
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, but he was not modest at all. In this competition of fast swords and fast fists, he was the winner after all. This was not due to the advantage of weapons, but to the gap in martial arts vision and knowledge.
He has comprehended the Taixuan Sensing Chapter and the Asking Heart Sword Canon, and his own martial arts wisdom is not inferior to anyone else. He also enjoys the miraculous martial arts recorded in the Shengwu Heavenly Monument. Although it is still impossible to understand them all, even if he has roughly practiced them all
None of them are possible, but the breadth of vision and high ambition are truly unmatched by anyone.
Fight fiercely against the wind, and the defeat is not unfair at all!
"Young Master Feng's swordsmanship is superb. The little girl's long sword has been impatient to wait for. If you two men are done fighting, don't get stuck together in a sticky mess. Isn't it disgusting? Let Young Master Feng come over quickly.
!”
Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the arena in front of her. She was as delicate as an oriole, clear and sweet, but her words were a bit nondescript.
Feng Ziyue couldn't help being shocked. When he turned around to look, he saw Liang Feijin making a face at him and extending her hand to beckon.
The champion of the second stage can’t wait anymore
