"Sea-turning Palm" a huge handprint of faint energy struck Luo Yan crazily.
The void where the palmprint passed made a violent crackling sound.
Luo Yan felt as if a big mountain was pressing on his chest. , making him feel like it was hard to breathe.
"Mountains and rivers are broken."
Luo Yan held the knife in both hands and roared, removing all the oppressive power in his heart.
The long blood-red knife in his hand drew a strange curve in the air.
Luo Yan jumped up, his body facing the huge energy.
The handprint rushed towards Liang Xiaogang.
There are people in the world who are so courageous and have such confidence in their own sword skills.
Apart from him, "Magic Sword Luo Yan", it is really difficult to find anyone else.
"Shocking Palm" Yunfeng roared wildly and flew vertically into Luo Yan's body.
Just because Luo Yan dared to resist his "Sea-turning Palm" with his body, Yunfeng had to admire this man's martial arts skills and courage. , and that unparalleled arrogance.
"Bang" Luo Yan slashed horizontally and vertically in the air with his "Shattering Mountains and Rivers", forcibly breaking the energy print of Liang Xiaogang's "Sea-turning Palm", but Yunfeng's "Shaking Palm" had already followed.
The air within a few feet of the two of them seemed to have been evacuated instantly, making people feel an extreme sense of suffocation.
Yunfeng's right palm condensed with domineering power, slapped Luo Yan's "Kilin Blood Knife" hard. on the back of the knife.
With a muffled "ping" sound, Luo Yan felt his arms lose consciousness instantly, and his figure fell backwards very quickly, while Yunfeng's figure also quickly stepped back a few steps before he stabilized his figure.
A trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
If his wife hadn't given him this pair of silk gloves when he went out, it would have been difficult for him to use his right hand today even if it was intact.
"Junior brother, who is this person?"
A kind-looking old monk wearing a yellow Xuanli cassock slowly walked up to Wuchen and asked softly.
"Brother Abbot, have I ever taught the second person in the world "Tiangang Palm"?"
Wuchen said with a smile.
Even Wuchen couldn't find any fault with Yunfeng's "Tiangang Palm".
I believe that Yunfeng will When he entered the Sword Master, Yunfeng was invincible to people of the same level just by relying on this set of "Tiangang Palms".
"You mean this person is Yun Feng, the young genius from the Yanzi Clan?"
Wuhui said in surprise.
"Exactly" Wuchen nodded.
"I didn't expect that Yun Feiyang's benevolence back then would create such an unparalleled genius.
It's incredible.
If this son had grown up in our Fenlin Temple, with these peerless martial arts classics in our Fenlin Temple, I believe his achievements would be even greater. win "Several times more now."
Wuhui said with a slightly surprised expression.
After decades of studying Zen and Buddhism, he thought he could have nothing to ask for, but when someone knocked on his door today, he realized that this young man was interested in a sect.
The importance of xg.
"I didn't expect that there would be a peerless master like you in Fenlin Temple.
It seems that Luo Yan really came to the right place today."
Luo Yan looked at Liang Xiaogang excitedly and said loudly.
He had not met such a master for a long time.
An opponent who can make him fight with all his strength, he has almost forgotten what it feels like to defeat a powerful opponent.
"Both each other," Liang Xiaogang said coldly.
The other party was able to take two of his palms but only suffered minor injuries.
This shows how amazing this person's kung fu and martial arts are.
What he needs most now is this kind of master of the same level.
Only by fighting against such a strong man with all his strength can he have the opportunity to improve his understanding of "swordsmanship" and sword skills.
"My "Magic Sword Luo Yan" is good at using swordsmanship.
This sword is called "Qilin Blood Sword".
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The sword is four feet three in length and the blade is three feet four inches.
It can blow hair and break hair, kill people and drink blood, and cut iron like mud.
It is unparalleled in the world.
Treasured sword."
Luo Yan said softly, caressing the blood-red sword in his hand, with endless tenderness in his eyes, as if caressing the lover in his heart.
"Liang Xiaogang, a lay disciple of Fenlin Temple.
He is good at swordsmanship and palm skills.
Please teach me."
Yunfeng said seriously.
He took out a long sword from the ring and stared at the indifferent Luo Yan with a solemn expression.
He originally wanted to take out the Wandering Dragon Sword to resist Luo Yan, but in the end he gave up the idea.
He knew that he would most likely have to fight the young man in front of him today.
If he killed him with the Wandering Dragon Sword, I believe that with the Ninth Prince With his strength, it would not be too difficult to find out his identity.
By then, the Yanzi Sect had already provoked a sword emperor with astonishing strength and power.
At that time, he, Yunfeng, would be Yanzi's eternal sinner.
The two of them looked at each other, looking at each other with full vigilance and indifference.
The two of them could not help but exude a frightening murderous aura.
The Sword Emperors around him who were below the fifth level felt as if they were being attacked by someone.
It was like being thrown into an ice cave, and it was cold from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.
Everyone around him involuntarily took a few steps back.
Waves of extremely strong fighting spirit grew in Yunfeng's mind.
Yunfeng believed that today's battle would be the most terrifying battle he had encountered since coming down the mountain.
In Luo Yan's cold eyes, he saw nothing but indifference.
It is the endless and thick murderous intention, which is as cold and arrogant as the presence of the devil of hell, giving people a strong oppression deep in the soul.
Luo Yan was also afraid of the Liang Xiaogang in front of him from the bottom of his heart.
Ever since he was rescued by the Ninth Prince and accepted as his disciple, he had not tasted defeat for a long time, but today this young man wearing a black cloak was in the second room.
In one move, all his pride was driven deep into his heart.
But at the same time, the long-lost strong fighting spirit in his heart was once again aroused, because he really needed a hearty duel.
Only in this way could he have the opportunity to further his understanding of "sword skills" Building, break through to a higher level.
"Everyone, step back," Master Wuchen said loudly to the monks in the temple behind him.
The monks immediately understood and slowly backed away dozens of meters towards the main hall, staring at Liang Xiaogang and Luo Yan from a distance.
Among the monks, especially the juniors, they are extremely proud, because among the younger generation in Fenlin Temple, there is someone who can compare with Luo Yan, one of the five most talented young men in the mainland, even though the other person is They were lay disciples, but the sense of honor of fellow disciples made them excited.
"Be careful, Your Excellency" Luo Yan yelled, stepped hard on the floor with his right foot, jumped up, and slashed at Liang Xiaogang with a knife in both hands from a high position.
Before the sword arrived, the invisible "sword intention" was already pressing towards Liang Xiaogang crazily.
These are the Seven Sword Art Techniques taught to him personally by the Ninth Prince.
He has only reached the first level of the Heart Technique of "Forcing the Soul with Mind".
Yunfeng felt as if his internal organs were about to be crushed.
At this moment, Yunfeng felt an inexplicable excitement and pleasure in his heart again, as if he had forced himself into the waterfall of the Bashui Stream.
Although the violent power contained in the opponent's sword skills made Yunfeng extremely uncomfortable, it also burned the fighting spirit in Yunfeng's heart to the extreme.
"Breaking Sword Style" When Luo Yan's sword was in front of him, Yunfeng roared in his heart, and the sword in his hand stabbed Luo Yan's hands as fast as a silver snake.
The "Breaking Sword Style" is not intended to injure the enemy but to break it.
It can dissolve the opponent's most vicious moves invisibly and give the opponent a psychological impact.
"Humph" Luo Yan snorted coldly, turned right in the air, and lay on the floor.
Not only did he avoid Liang Xiaogang's sharp sword thrust, but the door under Liang Xiaogang was also in front of his eyes.
"The domineering sword has a square blade."
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Luo Yan roared angrily, slapped the floor hard with his left palm, hit the ground with the toes of his right foot at the same time, and sent the long knife in his right hand toward Yunfeng's chest, and then his body spun around at a very fast speed, streaks of blood red The phantom blade rushed towards Liang Xiaogang at great speed.
Because the distance between the two was too close, the oncoming blade was in front of Yunfeng in an instant.
"Blocking sword posture, sword breaking posture, sword breaking posture, sword cutting posture, sword guarding posture, sword hooking posture" Yunfeng leaned back as hard as he could, and all the protective sword postures in the thirteen postures of Tianjue were used. , countless sword shadows instantly protected Yunfeng's figure.
"Bang bang bang bang" the phantom blade slashed, chopped, swept, and stabbed Yunfeng's long sword at extremely fast speeds.
A chill flashed through Yunfeng's heart.
If he hadn't relied on his extraordinary body skills just now, he would have really I can't imagine what the consequences will be.
The two figures separated at the touch of each other, staring at each other from a distance of less than three feet.
"Oh, it's a pity.
If you had a good sword, you and I could have a happy fight today."
Luo Yan shook his head with regret as he looked at the long sword in Yunfeng's hand that had many gaps on the blade.
He shook his head and said helplessly.
"It's a pity that I have never been able to find a good sword.
However, even with this broken sword in my hand, I still want to fight with you again.
I hope I can meet you in the vast sea of people.
With my level and martial skills, I am a well-matched opponent.
It's really rare.
I don't want to miss it like this.
I think you are the same."
Yunfeng said with a solemn expression.
He was not satisfied with just these few moves.
He had to break up with the opponent no matter what today.
Up and down, even with bare hands.
"Brother Abbot, can I lend you your "Green Dragon Sword"?"
Wuchen said softly.
Wuhui casually took out a long sword from the space ring and handed it to Wuchen.
"Junior Brother, just take it and use it," Wuhui said softly.
He guessed that Junior Brother Wuchen wanted to lend Yunfeng the sword.
"Thank you, senior brother," Wuchen said softly, walking slowly forward and behind Yunfeng.
Yunfeng turned around and saw Master Wuchen standing behind him with a long sword in both hands.
"This sword is the sword worn by the masters of the past.
I will lend it to you for a trial today and return it as soon as possible after use."
Wuchen handed the sword to Yunfeng and said seriously.
"Disciple, please remember this, Master Xie."
Yunfeng said respectfully, bowed, raised his hands above his head, and carefully took the long sword from Wuchen's hand.
"Feng'er, this person is definitely not the mediocre opponent you have encountered before.
Don't be careless," Wuchen warned softly.
"Disciple understands" Yunfeng looked at Master Wuchen solemnly and said solemnly.
If he, Yunfeng, even despised the man in front of him, then he might not be alive now.
"Yeah" Wuchen nodded, glanced at Luo Yan not far away, and walked back slowly
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