Chapter 118: Thunder (10,000 Recommended Votes Plus)
Zhang Qingyuan stood quietly on the field, looking at Fu Hongtian on the opposite side like a thunderbolt rising and suddenly falling on the field, his eyes were a little deep.
Mid-Kufold!
This is Fu Hongtian's current realm!
More than a month ago, the ten courtyards were smaller.
Fu Hongtian Lingyuan was at the peak of the early stage of the ninefold period, and he Zhang Qingyuan was only the sevenfold perfection of the Lingyuan.
Two realms higher.
So the other party killed him in seconds with a move of the Heavenly Thunder Hand, so that Zhang Qingyuan couldn't even react, and he was already a fiasco!
Right now
He had already successfully broken through to the middle stage of the Spirit Yuan Eightfold, and the opposite side had also been promoted to the middle stage of the Spirit Yuan Ninefold.
A whole weight of gaps.
However, compared with the last time, Zhang Qingyuan at this time has mastered many more means than before Zhiyueyu, not to mention comprehending the artistic conception, the quasi-high-level magic weapon Xuanyuan Talisman Armor, and then successively Dacheng and Consummation Basic Fist and Basic Sword Style, all kinds of means have been improved, so that Zhang Qingyuan's combat power has doubled compared to before Zhiyueyu!
"Let me see how much improvement has been made during this time!"
Zhang Qingyuan also knows,
Facing Fu Hongtian, who had already been promoted to the middle stage of the Ninth Fold Period, his own chances of winning were extremely low.
But
He still wants to give it a try!
More than a month ago, the person in front of him was still a mountain giant that he could not match.
But now,
He is already qualified to stand in front of Fu Hongtian!
"Please!"
Zhang Qingyuan saluted Fu Hongtian, his eyes burning, as if he had seen a target.
Fu Hongtian, who was dressed in green clothes on the other side, frowned slightly, he felt the other party's battle intent that had become extremely high-spirited for some reason, which made him feel a little tired after this day of fighting.
And, this person, seems somewhat familiar?
Fu Hongtian didn't think much about it.
Maybe if he thought about it carefully, he would recognize this little character who had been defeated in the Ten Courtyards Tournament more than a month ago.
But he didn't think it was necessary.
No matter why the other party became so full of fighting spirit, he was not one of those wastes who had no cultivation but no strength, he was just a small character, and he didn't need to care at all.
He hugged his fist slightly towards Zhang Qingyuan, which was regarded as a return of courtesy.
"Let's go!"
With the voice of the deacon and the referee fell,
Choke!
Zhang Qingyuan on the field should be the first to strike!
In the duel between monks, if the enemy with a high realm strikes first, relying on the opponent's combat power that is higher than their own, they will be crushed by the general momentum, and the monks on the weaker side will have no chance to turn over.
It was Zhang Qingyuan who shot first!
Drawing the sword out of the sheath,
For this battle, Zhang Qingyuan has been gathering momentum to raise sword momentum since he was in the ring, and at this time, the momentum of sword drawing has reached the peak!
Only a trilling sound of gold and iron could be heard, and the clear sword sound swept through the sky!
With the sword light blooming,
Fu Hongtian on the opposite side only felt that the sky and the earth above the entire ring were instantly discolored, as if there was a storm of heaven and earth enveloping this murderous and violent intent!
The cold light is hard, reflecting the sky.
In an instant, he slashed more than ten zhang and came towards Fu Hongtian!
"Sword Intent?!"
Fu Hongtian didn't hide, or he couldn't hide anymore!
Since last night, Zhang Qingyuan has been preparing for today's battle, and even in the face of a Lingyuan Ninefold Early Stage Cultivator who could be defeated with all his strength today, he did not explode with all his strength, and gathered all the power of the sword.
All for this battle!
The sword that condensed the peak power of Zhang Qingyuan's spirit and spirit,
In comparison, after eight battles, even though Fu Hongtian was still strong, both physically and mentally was already exhausted from the previous fierce battles.
can't hide,
But Fu Hongtian wasn't ready to hide!
"Do you think that only you have comprehended the artistic conception!"
"Let me show you the power I have comprehended during this time!"
Fu Hongtian sneered, and the long black hair behind him was windless,
The momentum of the middle stage of the Ninth Fold of the Spirit Yuan completely exploded, and I saw a deep qi like an abyssal sea smashing in all directions like a torrent and tsunami!
The next moment,
Bang!!!
There was a dazzling electric light around Fu Hongtian's body, like irregular electric snakes dancing wildly, and in the moment of the arc of lightning, thunder and lightning traveled all over the body.
He was furious, and his whole person was like a god who held thunder and lightning and descended to the world!
A dazzling light erupted that no one under the ring could look at directly!
"Heavenly Thunder Hand!"
With a slap of the palm, the overwhelming qi machine envoy Dao Dao Heavenly Thunder, as if the surrounding heaven and earth qi were all triggered to boil at this moment, becoming unprecedentedly irritable!
"The artistic conception of thunder? No, it should not have been fully comprehended! It can only be regarded as a wisp of true meaning of the artistic conception of thunder!"
Zhang Qingyuan, who was on the other side, saw this majesty, and his heart tightened.
Having comprehended the artistic conception of water, he is very familiar with this kind of power, and he is more able to confirm the level of the other party's power!
But even if it is just a ray of thunder true intent, but with the strength of the other party, the increase is obviously even more terrifying!
A heavy thunderbolt converged, turning into a thunderous hand with a long hand in mid-air, and bombarded straight in the direction of the sword light!
Bang!!!
The power of the thunder is boundless!
With a huge explosion, the furious Lingyuan rolled up a violent shock wave visible to the naked eye in the ring, and the dazzling light almost made everyone in the audience unable to open their eyes.
Under the terrifying impact, the entire ring seemed to be shaking.
The edges of the ring lit up all around, and the light curtain rising from the magic circle of the ring fluctuated one after another.
The collision of two tricks,
It's evenly matched!
As the smoke clears,
Tear and pull!
Thunder and lightning tore through the sky, blooming with a blinding light.
I saw that the hard ring under Fu Hongtian's feet cracked, and the whole person shot out like a cannonball, turning into a thunderbolt that tore through the air, and there was almost no time interval effort, and in an instant, it rolled towards Zhang Qingyuan with rolling thunder!
The terrifying power of thunder, almost with the power of thunder destroying the world!
Zhang Qingyuan's complexion changed,
Cloud Smoke Step!
Dacheng's body technique and martial arts were displayed, and with the artistic conception of water, the body technique became more and more ethereal, and quickly retreated backwards like a smoke and dust ghost.
At the same time, a sword is in the air,
Dacheng's Yunshui Thirteen Path Sword Unfolded, and the silver blade pulled the surrounding air, turning into a majestic river rushing and whirling.
While!!!
Fu Hongtian's figure was like a thunderbolt, and a thunderbolt flashed in mid-air, and it was already bombarded on the blade with violent power, sending out a stabbing sound like a symphony of gold and iron.
At this moment,
The violent thunder power collided with Zhang Qingyuan's perfect sword-style sword intent,
At the same time as the terrifying energy exploded, a rolling heat wave was set off, and the arcs that burst the void scattered on the ground, like flexible and terrifying electric snakes biting and spreading in all directions.
It's terrifying!
......
ps:
I don't feel anything today, so I'll stop for the time being, and I'll watch five more tomorrow.