"It's the first move" Mu Tantian's body is like a flowing cloud, turning into a cloud of green smoke, this is the real green smoke, and the body seems to have decomposed.
Feng Feiyun's knife only cut through the green smoke, but it didn't cut the middle wood talk, his body was already like a shadow, unfathomable. swish In the air, there was a cloud of green smoke condensed, condensing into Mu Tantian's body again, still seventy meters away from Feng Feiyun, also in the same direction.
"The second move, it's time for me to make a move" Mu Tantian's right arm has eighteen acupuncture points revealed, there are also eighteen acupuncture points on the arm of his left hand, there are thirty-six acupuncture points on each leg, and there are seventy-two life acupoints on the body and head.
The whole body has been added up, and one hundred and forty-four life points have been opened, and the spiritual energy is surging above the acupuncture points, sometimes rushing in, sometimes rushing out.
Dongfang Mu also condensed ninety-nine life points, and he had forty-five more than Dongfang Mu, and the level of cultivation was several times different.
"Boom" He turned into a green cloud and flew out, and a sharp palm print slowly pressed out from the green cloud, completely wrapping Feng Feiyun under the palm print.
This palm he shot with a ten-layer cultivation, and he didn't show any mercy, that is to say, his ten moves are the strongest ten moves, if Feng Feiyun died in his hands, then he can only be blamed for not squeezing his cultivation.
This is the case with the younger generation, sometimes even if they are in danger of dying in battle, the older generation will not make a move, and those who have not experienced the test of life and death will not be able to embark on the road of the strong.
Feng Feiyun immediately slashed, as if facing a great enemy, and felt that his scalp was crushed by this force, and he had a feeling that his head was about to be broken.
Mu Tantian did have three moves to defeat Dongfang Mu's power.
Feng Feiyun held the knife in one hand, and pointed out a finger in the air with the other hand, adjusting the qi of the plants and trees all over the mountains and condensing it into a green wood technique.
The grass and trees in a radius of thousands of meters can be seen withering and withering with the naked eye, and the trunks of some trees make a "crackling" sound, as if they are about to be squeezed dry.
"Boom" A green mang, with a diameter as thick as the mouth of a bowl, shot out of Feng Feiyun's hand, piercing the huge cyan palm print, and at the moment when the palm print was broken, Feng Feiyun carried the white stone giant knife and rushed into the cyan mist.
The sword light is connected into a shuttle, every moment, Feng Feiyun can split three knives, each knife is a dragon shadow, with a million catties of strength, such a fierce attack, even if it is a hundred thousand Shenwu army, it has to be fought by him alone.
The cyan clouds rushed higher and higher, and the two figures, sometimes flying into the sky, sometimes falling to the ground, standing outside, you could see the shadow of a white stone broadsword in the cyan clouds, like a huge windmill turning above the wild.
"Wow" The earth shook incessantly, and finally a crack in the ground cracked, a palm's width and pulled out thousands of meters away.
This mountain seems to be collapsing.
"Boom" "Boom" The last two loud bangs collided, like a divine thunder rolling in the sky, shaking the eardrums, and two figures flew out of the cyan clouds and mist, and fell from the two trees.
Feng Feiyun was still carrying the white stone giant knife, the white brilliance was still surging on the blade, the hairband on his head had been shattered, and he was standing there with his hair scattered, his eyes were red, and his fighting spirit shattered the sky.
Blood was dripping from his arm, his fingers were about to break, and his arm had been torn open by three blood cracks, and the golden blood flowed out of the blood cracks, down his arm, down to the wrist joints, and dripping to the ground.
In just seven breaths, he slashed out a total of two hundred and ten swords, even if he cultivated the immortal phoenix body, he couldn't withstand this overload attack, and many small blood vessels still ruptured.
Feng Feiyun is not only practicing the knife, but also condensing the blood in the body, wanting to exchange for the fourth blood, so that the physique can reach the realm of returning to the basics.
Within seven breaths, he had to resist the two hundred and ten swords of Feng Feiyun's five-layer true essence, even with Mu Tantian's cultivation, he couldn't retreat with his whole body, and a knife mark pulled over his neck, leaving a faint blood mark, almost cutting off his head.
It's just a madman, Mu Tantian has palpitations, the fight just now, he feels that Feng Feiyun is too crazy, although his cultivation is more than one step higher than Feng Feiyun, but there is a feeling of being pressed and beaten by Feng Feiyun.
"It's already nine moves, and only the last one is left."
Mu Tantian's fingers touched the side of his neck, and a blue light crossed his fingertips, and the blood mark disappeared suddenly.
"Last resort."
Wind Feiyun's arm was still bleeding.
"This is a move I use with all my might, if you can not die, you can be regarded as passing the first level."
Mu Tantian admired Feng Feiyun's ruthlessness very much, and felt that the heir of the God King was well deserved, but he still had to go all out and would not show any mercy.
"Ding Ding Ding" He sacrificed the half-heavenly building bell, the fist-sized stone bell, suddenly turned into nine meters high, the diameter of the bell was seven meters, and the person standing under the half-heavenly tower bell looked very small.
The power of that spiritual weapon was filled out, wrapped around the stone bell, and the outer spiral of the stone bell even had another layer of ancient bell phantom, as high as ninety meters, constantly rotating, making a soul-like sound, occupying half of the sky.
Compared to the ancient bell phantom, people are like ants, which can be easily crushed to pieces.
This is the real power of the half-day bell in the sky, when Bi Ningshuai came out, the power was not even one-tenth of the current one.
Since it is an all-out blow, then it must be sacrificed to the spiritual weapon.
Feng Feiyun knew better than anyone the horror of the power of the spiritual weapon, and his feet had been shaken into the ground by the power of the half-heavenly bell, as if there was a big mountain pressing on Feng Feiyun's body, which was simply terrifying.
"Whew, Whew, Whew" The white stone giant knife in Feng Feiyun's hand turned again, the speed getting faster and faster, and the sword shadow completely wrapped his body, forming a knife domain.
Ten knives, twenty knives, thirty knives and one hundred knives The shadow of the sword is the shadow of the dragon, a hundred white dragon shadows wrap his body, shuttling constantly, like a huge cocoon, completely covering his body, and like a huge spinning top that is spinning rapidly.
The earth and rocks on the ground were lifted away, and a thick layer of ground was revealed.
The whole ground slowly caved Bantian Lou Ling suppressed it, this is the power of the spirit weapon, and it was beaten by a god-based genius Jun of the Great Perfection realm, and the fluctuation of that power covered heaven and earth.
More than a dozen scars cracked on the ground in an instant, and it was conceivable that the power was so strong that even a monk of the Divine Foundation Great Perfection Realm had to be suppressed and die.
The half-heavenly bell and a hundred dragon-shaped sword qi collided together, making the sound of a huge mill turning, the sky is the upper grinding, the earth is the lower grinding, and all living things are the food that is grinding, all of them will be turned into powder and blood mud.
"Bang" The knife domain was crushed and deformed, and a hundred dragon-shaped sword qi began to shatter, and for a long time, Lou Ling crushed towards the wind and flying clouds wrapped inside, wanting to suppress him into the ground.
"Dragon Emperor Sword Technique, Six Layers of True Essence" A white heavenly knife poked out from the endless knife qi, and with a single sword, it broke through the ninety-meter-old ancient bell phantom, and directly hit the body of the half-heavenly tower bell.
"Bang" It's a stone-to-stone collision The half-day bell is dug up from the bottom of an ancient river, and it is rumored to be a stone of the god of the river, which has been suppressed at the bottom of the river for thousands of years.
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The sages of the Mu family sacrificed for thousands of years before refining this piece of Zhenhe Divine Stone into a half-heavenly bell.
The reason why it is called "Bantianlou Bell" is because there are three ancient characters of "Bantianlou" engraved on the Zhenhe Divine Stone, which have been washed by the river for thousands of years, and the handwriting is indelible.
After the Zhenhe Divine Stone was refined, although it turned into the shape of a bell, it was still vaguely visible that there were three twisted and twisted words "Half a Sky Tower" on the wall of the bell.
The origin of the white stone giant knife is not quite extraordinary, it comes from the Infinite Tower, and the mystery of the Infinite Tower can be compared with the eight ancient ruins of the Shenjin Dynasty.
"Boom" In the middle of the day, Lou Ling shook violently, making a sound like a bell on the top of the mountain, and then flew back upside down and fell into the hands of Mu Tantian.
Mu Tantian was a little stunned: "It's only been a long time, and his comprehension of the Dragon Emperor's sword technique has actually increased by one point, reaching the realm of six points of true essence." ” There was green smoke on the ground, some of the ground turned into mirrors, and some of the ground formed sinkholes.
Feng Feiyun was smoking, crawled out of a pitch-black sinkhole, there were still two blood marks hanging on his arms, carrying a knife, and said resolutely: "Ten moves" There is no spiritual weapon, but it blocks the spiritual weapon.
Mu Tantian couldn't accept this fact, even if it was some Shenji Great Perfection Realm monks, he could kill them with one move, but he couldn't defeat a Shenji peak monk in ten moves, but instead allowed him to improve his combat power again in adversity.
"You have passed the first level" Mu Tantian paused, and said with some difficulty and bitterness: "I apologize to you." ” For an arrogant anti-genius handsome, saying the word "apologize" is as difficult as "kneeling".
"Don't get in my way next time."
Feng Feiyun stared at him, and then hurried in the direction of going back, he made a promise to Nangong Hongyan, no matter what the reason was, since he made a promise, he must do it.
The blood was still dripping on his arm, but he couldn't care about it, he just wanted to go back now.
"Huh" Another figure landed in front of him, blocking his path.
"Second level" Mu Shuodi held a treasure tree in his hand, stood straighter than a tree, and landed on the road that the wind and clouds must pass, and said flatly.
Feng Feiyun couldn't stop, still walking forward, the knife sliding on the ground, and blood rolling down.
Mu Shuodi watched Feng Feiyun come over step by step, and there was a wave of earth weather rushing up, shaped like five steep mountains, blessed behind Feng Feiyun, like carrying a mountain and river on her back, walking slowly, making her feel like she wanted to retreat, but she couldn't retreat
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