I saw a tall figure standing on the horizon, with short gray hair, but his face was completely shrouded in shadow, and his black cloak was swaying in the wind.
Madman Chu!
The best Chu Kuangman in the world finally reappeared after the battle on Qianzhang Lonely Peak!
Feng Ziyue knew that he would not die so easily, and he always wondered when he would appear again.
When facing the most powerful enemy in the Tianwu Continent for thousands of years, the Beast King Yao Huang, Kuangren Chu finally showed up!
This was also within Feng Ziyue's expectation.
How could Kuangren Chu let go of such a strong opponent?
only……
Feng Ziyue looked at Kuangren Chu's fist intention, but felt a little confused in his heart.
This move is indeed Chu Kuangren's world-destroying fist. It is unique and can swallow up mountains and rivers. That's right.
But for some reason, Feng Ziyue always feels familiar with the changes in this boxing technique - not the kind of familiarity that he has experienced before, but as if it is a martial arts that he has practiced himself...
What kind of changes did Kuangren Chu make to this world-destroying fist?
Feng Ziyue shook his head. For a moment, he couldn't tell.
But no matter what, the power of this punch is indeed amazing.
Compared to the time when Chu Kuangren swung this world-destroying fist for the first time on the top of the thousand-foot lonely peak, the fist was heavier, but the fist moves became more rounded. Originally, it was going to the end with no return.
A peerless punch can determine life and death, but now this punch seems to have a glimmer of hope!
It's like there is a leeway left in the World-Destroying Fist, but it is precisely because of the existence of this leeway that the power of this punch becomes even more powerful!
——Feng Ziyue's pupils suddenly dilated, and the muscles on his back suddenly tightened.
He finally understood where the familiarity from Kuangren Chu's punch came from.
The intention of this punch was originally only to destroy, but now, it has an extra thread——
——It’s called “Creation”!
It used to be that with one punch, the world was wiped out and there was absolutely no chance of survival. But now this world-destroying fist has nine murderous intentions, but only one chance of survival is left in itself.
After the destruction of the world, there is still a faint meaning of creation.
Taking this step is the realm of divine enlightenment!
Feng Ziyue was filled with fear and looked at the majestic Kuangren Chu in disbelief. It was obvious that his creation intention came from the unknown sword technique Feng Ziyue used to defeat him.
Kuangren Chu’s talent really amazed him!
How complicated is the nameless sword technique? When Feng Ziyue broke through the innate, he got the help of the five-color innate stone and realized the secret of heaven, and then he deduced the sword intention of this nameless sword technique.
Until now, he still couldn't control the backlash of the nameless sword technique. At most, it could only be used as a last-ditch move to kill both of them.
And after Kuangren Chu received a sword blow, he was actually able to deduce part of the sword intention of the unknown sword technique and turn it into fist moves in the past few years?
No wonder after the battle at Qianzhang Lonely Peak, Kuangren Chu disappeared without a trace and made no sound at all.
It turns out that I was thinking about the mystery of the nameless swordsmanship!
Now, although this world-destroying fist does not have the power to control the birth and death of the universe like the Wuming Sword Technique, the essence of the Wuming Sword Technique has actually been captured by the flow of life and death with one punch!
The most important thing is that he can almost control the intention of this punch!
Even Feng Ziyue couldn't help but be shocked.
As long as Kuangren Chu is here, no one in the world dares to call him "genius"!
He came here today to test his fist with Yao Huang, who is now the most powerful in the Tianwu Continent!
Feng Ziyue took a deep breath. Although Chu Kuangren's appearance did not surprise him, this punch still shocked him inexplicably.
However, no matter what, Chu Kuangren took the lead, which was a dream for him.
Yao Huang's martial arts skills are just what others say, and Feng Ziyue only has 70% to 80% of the rules in his heart.
I wonder how much real Kung Fu Chu Kuangren can use with his world-destroying fist?
All the experts held their breath and watched intently.
Yao Huang never moved.
Although Chu Kuangren's fist intention had already invaded within ten feet in front of him, the wind from the fist arrived first and blew up his blood-red silk clothes, waving enchantingly, as if he was about to fly away in the sky.
His expression was still extremely sad, with nothing but sadness, as if life and death had been disregarded.
The monsters in front of them couldn't help but scream in surprise.
If they could, they would have rushed forward desperately and used their bodies as human shields to resist, but Kuangren Chu's fist style and power made it impossible for any of the hundreds of thousands of monsters to get close!
Overwhelm a hundred thousand monsters with one punch!
This is the power of Madman Chu! It is still the domineering power of Madman Chu!
Everyone in Long Buyang was also amazed.
"Kangren Chu...is really beyond our reach..."
Long Buyang sighed. Although he had entered the ninth level of innateness, compared with Kuangren Chu who was now in Shattered Void, he only felt that the gap was getting bigger and bigger.
Fortunately, he had already given up on chasing Kuangren Chu and Feng Ziyue, so he was not so disappointed.
Yao Huang still didn't move.
The terrifying fist that destroyed the world had already arrived in front of him, but he still didn't react at all, as if he was waiting for death to come.
Woo——
Under the Shenshui Cliff, there were filled with the frightened shouts and shouts of the monsters, but they could not wake up their king.
Could it be that... Yao Huang was going to die under Chu Kuangren's fist?
Feng Ziyue frowned - no, it's impossible, Yao Huang will never be eliminated so easily, but at this point, his whole body has been enveloped by Chu Kuangren's world-destroying fist. It would be Feng Ziyue in this situation.
Under the circumstances, there is no other way to deal with it except to die together with unknown swordsmanship.
"sky!"
At this moment, Yao Huang suddenly raised his head, his hair flying away, and cried out loudly, with tears pouring down his face.
"There is no ancient master in heaven and earth, and eternity is like a long night!"
"The cycle of life and death, the destruction of the world and the creation of the world, what are they compared to the grief in my chest?"
While he was shouting in sorrow, Chu Kuangren's fist seemed to be stagnant, but his grief actually opened up a gap!
Feng Ziyue's pupils shrank and he suddenly stood up!
This inexplicable feeling of grief enveloped the entire audience. A hundred thousand demon beasts were wailing together, but it seemed that they were not enough to share the sadness and pain in Yao Huang's chest.
His bloody silk clothes fluttered like a charming floating flower.
Even the eleven first-class innate masters headed by Long Buyang felt so depressed that they had an urge to cry. In shock, they each used their unique skills to resist, and just blocked this wave of sadness.
Among the people present, probably only Feng Ziyue, who was at the 10th level of Xiantian, and Chu Kuangren, who had shattered the void, were not affected by this huge sense of sadness.
But despite this, Chu Kuangren's punch still missed by a hair.
Sadness can also be a powerful weapon.
"I didn't expect that this Demon-Sealing Continent would have such a powerful fist. It's a pity -"
At this time, Yao Huang seemed to have suddenly woken up. He looked up at the sky, shook his head slightly and sighed. There was still an indescribable sadness in his tone.
"——Your level is still too low!"
His sleeves rippled like water waves, and a golden light wheel suddenly emerged from his sleeves, spinning endlessly.
"If you practice for a few hundred more years, you might be able to fight me, but now, you only have to——"
"defeat!"
The training time of a divine beast is measured in thousands of years. He said that if Madman Chu could train for several hundred more years before he could fight him, it was an extremely polite and respectful statement.
Chu Kuangren's punch indeed gave him a hint of surprise.
Unfortunately, as Yao Huang said, the level of martial arts is too far behind after all.
The golden light wheel kept spinning, getting bigger and bigger, seemingly slow in the air, but yet resolutely attacking in the direction of Madman Chu.
Feng Ziyue's face was gloomy, staring at the golden halo, his heart awe-inspiring.
This move is neither fancy nor fast, but it has a terrifying feeling that people can't dodge - Chu Kuangren, who is opposite, probably feels the same way. He only saw his eyes closed tightly, just a
Shaking his cloak, he threw the ancient attacker far away.
"Eternal sorrow is common, and thousands of people cry together!"
"This move of mine is the eternal wheel of sorrow brewed with the grief in my heart!"
"Are you satisfied with using this unique technique to break your fist of life and death?"
Yao Huang spoke coldly, but he heard Kuangren Chu laughing wildly and punching the golden wheel of light!
boom!
The golden light wheel shattered and turned into endless golden mist, which immediately covered half of the sky. The spiritual consciousness was cut off and it was impossible to detect it with the naked eye.
Feng Ziyue flew up, but he still couldn't see clearly what was happening in the golden mist.
a long time.
The golden mist dispersed, and the place where Kuangren Chu was originally was empty.
Even the ancient attacker who was thrown far away was missing. The breeze was bright and the moon was bright, and the starry sky was bright, but there was a bit of scarlet blood in the moonlight.
The best Chu madman in the world——
--defeat!
No one knows how he was defeated, and no one knows where he went.
Anyway, after this move, Yao Huang slowly stood up with his hands behind his back, and the overwhelming sadness seemed to have dissipated a little.
He glanced at the hundreds of thousands of monsters under the mountain, and the sadness on his face became more and more intense.
"There are eight sufferings in life, no freedom, and reincarnation of life and death, so what?"
"It's just eternal sorrow!"
It is enchanting, crystal clear and beautiful, like a woman's face, showing an inexplicable look of grief.
He didn't know how much pain and sadness had accumulated in his chest to create such a sad martial arts. Even though he had just experienced the peak battle, it was just a small episode for him.
Feng Ziyue's face became darker and darker.
He was also aware of the power of Chu Kuangren's punch just now, including Chu Kuangren's current state of Shattered Void.
But just by the move of the Eternal Tragedy Wheel, he was defeated and disappeared without a trace. This demon's martial arts had really reached a level that he could not imagine.
There was a burning fighting spirit in his chest, and his face was stern.
Although he has been preparing for today's battle for many years, he doesn't know the outcome.
"Here comes the sword!"
Feng Ziyue shouted for the second time, but his voice was even more gloomy.
The eleven innate masters suddenly woke up from their stunned mood, only to hear Gongyang snort and walk to Feng Ziyue's hand.
Next, there are Northern Grandmaster Hu He, Wudao Qiankun Master Yuanyuan, Black Sand Old Demon, Black Turtle Old Man, and Tiehua Ghost Mother.
Further down, there is Huangfu Boduan, the master of Shen Dao Sect, Gong Rui, the master of Lengyue Palace, Ye Yuancheng, the master of Bugui Valley, and Master Duyuan who is in charge of Futu Mountain.
Finally, a strange man named Long Buyang stood at the front.
These eleven innate masters lined up in a straight line, pointing diagonally toward the sky, as if they were being held in Feng Ziyue's hands.
sword!
Eleven innate masters formed an indestructible sword!
The sword master Gong Yangxi serves as the hilt of the sword, and Long Buyang, a legendary figure of the generation, serves as the tip of the sword.
And the other nine masters make up the sword body, sword edge and sword blade!
This is probably the strongest sword that can be forged on the Tianwu Continent.
No matter how powerful the metal, wood, and stone tools are, given the level of forging in the Tianwu Continent, they cannot possibly compare to the swords composed of these eleven innate masters.
Feng Ziyue's three years of preparation were just for this moment.
Holding a long sword with soaring sword energy, it can kill gods and demons!
Even Yao Huang couldn't help but be attracted by the sword energy rising into the sky, and his eyes were focused in this direction.
"Unexpectedly, I just saw a peerless fist, and now I can see a peerless sword again——"
"The place where demons are sealed is also full of talents!"
He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"Ancient Master, since I'm here, I naturally have to do my best..."
"these people--"
Yao Huang looked at the twelve innate masters on Feng Ziyue's side and nodded, with infinite sadness in his eyes.
"——I can't tell, so I have no choice but to kill them all!"
His tone was cold, as if he was saying something helpless.
Feng Ziyue smiled lightly and didn't care.
He slowly waved his right arm, and saw that the eleven innate masters were connected and connected as one, just like a long sword, making everything go as they wished.
Feng Ziyue shouted angrily and drew his sword!
The fifth form of the Sword God Art, all swords unite!
The sword light flew up and enveloped the sky!
Yaohuang shook his head, "The sword is good, but this swordsmanship is a bit worse, let me break it!"
He didn't even make any move, he just shouted, and Feng Ziyue's ten thousand sword lights shattered and shot out!
However, Feng Ziyue's sword was originally a probing stance. As soon as the sword light was broken, the stance changed.
The sixth form of the Sword God Art, both heaven and earth will be destroyed!
The eleven innate masters each roared and displayed their unique skills, adding to the power of this move that could destroy both heaven and earth!
Yao Huang's eyes lit up.
"This sword... is quite interesting!"
He doesn't even pay attention to the peak innate swordsmanship. He only pays attention to Poxu martial arts.
Yao Huang flicked his sleeves, and his red silk clothes fluttered, soaring into the sky. Thousands of bloody lights shot out from his sleeves!
The heaven and the earth are destroyed, and the power is infinite. At first, even Chu Kuangren could not challenge it head-on. Now that Feng Ziyue's realm has improved, and the invincible sword composed of these eleven innate masters, the power of this move has increased by one.
level.
When this sword was swung, the sky and the earth were darkened, which was even stronger than Chu Kuangren's world-destroying fist.
Feng Ziyue's expression was solemn, his eyes were closed, and all his attention was focused on this peerless sword. Controlling eleven innate masters to make a sword took more effort than using an ordinary sword, which is incalculable.
times.
Likewise, the power will be several times greater!
Can Yaohuang, with his thousands of bloody lights, be able to withstand this most powerful sword?
