Chapter 924 Wansha Sword

Outside the Gongling Peak and Valley, the roar of the gang wind accompanied by the rumbling thunder resounded one after another, winding for ten, hundred, and thousands of miles...... , Like a world-destroying storm sweeping through the weak earth, in the peak duel between the two masters of Feng Jieyu and Ning Yao, who were not afraid of death, Gong Ling Peak had already been razed to the ground, not to mention, the terrifying energy training was still spreading wildly in all directions at an indescribable speed after the two had been fighting for an hour.

At this moment, the two great warriors of Zhou Nanjing and Wanyue Heavenly Palace had already withdrawn more than ten miles away, and they were watching the progress of the battle with a shocked and shocked emotion.

The shijie of martial arts is extremely cruel, and grievances and hatred are indispensable seasonings, but in the outer martial arts of the grand plan, no one has ever seen such a devastating atmosphere, seeing the duel between Feng Jueyu and Ning Yao, everyone couldn't help but have a shocking thought, is their martial arts artistic conception really far from the peak?

Why are they so terrifying and powerful?

Between the roaring wind and the rolling thunder, except for the violent collision and exchange, everything seemed to become silent......

No one opened their mouths to comment on it, because they could not grasp the essence of the powerful liliang;

No one screamed anymore, for what was happening before them was beyond their consciousness;

All that people are concerned about now is when the battle will end, how it will end, or who among them will be able to do better......

Victory over the king......

Defeated by Kou ......

Victory or defeat hangs in the balance, between life and death......

"Wow!"

In the center of the clouds, smoke and sea of fire, there was another big wave that rose more than ten feet high, and the turbulent waves suddenly turned into a sky-rushing tsunami, with the sound of a rumbling tide, and once again slapped towards the fearless warrior with white fire wings on his back......

This is already a tsunami for I don't know how many times, every time it appears, there will be an old woman in a blue dress holding a cyan long sword in her hand, her face is full of soaring murderous aura, like the Yaksha of the Blue Sea Dragon Palace surfacing the water, dancing with long sleeves, sprinkling sword shadows, followed by an overwhelming rain of swords.

At this time, there were fine sweat marks in the deep wrinkles on the old woman's face, which showed that the old woman had fallen into the edge of exhaustion......

Ning Yao's face was full of indignation and shock, this had already been her many times to use the divine power of the Water Spirit Method, each time it was the inheritance martial technique in that golden treasure, the power was boundless, but not far ahead, the same blazing and turbulent sea of fire seemed to dominate a lonely island in the boundless ocean, no matter how strong the wind and waves were, it could not be drowned.

On the island, there is a fearless warrior.

This person is in a white robe, graceful and suave, in the face of the earth-shaking tsunami, he is as immobile as a mountain, he holds a purple black flame level long sword standing tall, with blazing white fire wings on his back, and under his feet is a fire that the flood cannot set foot in within a radius of hundreds of meters......

Ning Yao suddenly had an illusion, it seemed that even if he used all his strength, he would not be able to shake his roots, and it seemed that he was the only one in heaven and earth who was immortal and immortal......

At this time, the person's feet were deeply inserted into the sea of fire, and the surging true fire continued to gush out with the slightly buzzing sword blade, condensing into one sword after another made of white flames......

"Ding...... Bite...... Ding......"

A burst of rapid and frequent gold-iron strikes spread, and Ning Yao's vast sword net collapsed again, this is not known how many times, Feng Jueyu used the fusion of divine flame and sword intent to disintegrate Ning Yao's overwhelming offensive.

Xu Ningzhong and Dragon Flame looked at the wind feather in the boundless ocean in the air, and their eyes unabashedly showed pride, even Zhang Yuanze and Yu Wenchen. In the periphery of the entire grand world, no one can reassure them more than Feng Jueyu, and all along, the people of the Taixuan Continent and the Southern Zhou Realm feel that as long as Feng Jueyu is there, they will not be bullied by anyone, not even the most powerful people.

Today, that's exactly what it is.

Xiangdong River is not strong, and finally committed suicide at the foot of Wanyue Tiangong Mountain;

Yin Congfu is not strong, and he is not watching Feng Jueyu force his junior brother to death;

The current Ning Yao is even more unattainable, but even if it is calculated, when Feng Jueyu returns, he can still keep this supreme master who has lived in seclusion for nearly a hundred years and was known as an immortal genius a hundred years ago out of the hinterland......

Suddenly, a white light flashed suddenly, and the place where Feng Jueyu was standing was empty, and in the sky not far away, a white light rushed decisively, and rushed into the center of Ning Yao's tsunami......

Ning Yao, who was in the center of the tsunami, changed her face from resentment to shock, she didn't know how Feng Jueyu had lost her trace from her divine sense and appeared in front of her strangely, but she could feel that in the hour-long battle, Feng Jueyu had definitely not used this kind of liliang.

It seems that his strength has been improved in an instant.

Even if it was only a little bit of a star, Ning Yao still felt that this was a straw that overwhelmed her, and it was because of the appearance of this strange liliang that she had to lose.

Ning Yao, who was flustered in her heart, stomped her foot violently, causing a splash of water, and the drops of sea dew and sweet springs shot up, comparable to sharp blades, she turned around slightly, turned the cool sea breeze, and then sent the long sword, and the thousands of sea dew and sweet springs suddenly attacked the wind feather that came from the wild arrow, trying to fight with thousands of water droplets to force the wind killer back.

After all, Feng Jueyu's speed was too fast, faster than she could have imagined, and in the entire fierce battle, this was the first time that Feng Jueyu had shown enough speed to threaten her, and he couldn't see how Feng Jueyu had come over......

The white fire wings violently incited, puffing up a large heat wave, in the center of the fire wave, a long sword stabbed with contempt for everything, never shifted, and at this moment, the handsome face behind the fire wave had an evil smile, as if mocking Ning Yao's embarrassed obstruction.

"What are you kidding, the speed of the Spirit of Wansha is something you can stop......?

Feng Jueyu's smile was tinged with distant hatred, in fact, he didn't plan to let Ning Yao go back alive after he saw the broken walls and eyes of Zhou Nanjing, and after the previous ** fire refining had reached the peak realm, and he still couldn't solve Ning Yao, he secretly changed his mind.

Even if he didn't want to expose his second spiritual power, he had to expose it.

Soil liliang!

In the five elements of the world, although water and fire do not merge with each other as nemesis, but the biggest nemesis of water is still earth, the spiritual power fused by the spirit of Wansha and the land of Nanyuan Chun, in addition to having an extremely fast effect, can also destroy the water magic power to the greatest extent, and his way of rushing forward is due to the divine power of the two earth spiritual laws.

In normal times, it shouldn't be difficult for Ning Yao's eyesight to see the spiritual power of the earth system, but in the process of fierce battle, the wanton agitation of the spiritual power has long confused the spiritual energy of heaven and earth......

The tip of the sword pointed far away, and it did not shift, and in an instant, it rushed into the curtain full of water droplets and rain, and the surging incandescent fire burned violently, steaming countless sea dew and sweet springs into water vapor, but when the power of the sword power passed, Ning Yao had not yet come to be happy, and suddenly saw a ring of wind and sand appear on the tip of the sword.

Dozens of hundreds of grains of wind and sand spun wildly around the tip of the sword, turning into a grain of the stone of the mountain shot out, the liliang of the sand and stone was extremely terrifying, every time it rotated, the space around the shock was distorted, and then between the half breath, Ning Yao's heart seemed to fall into the abyss, because she saw that the wind and sand sword had passed through the barrier of the tsunami rain curtain and came to her face......

"Poof!"

Frightened, Ning Yao turned around and wanted to escape, but it was too late, the sand grains were rolled down under the sound of the wind, destroying her sevenfold water spirit armor defense, the tip of the sword pointed at her eyes, the sand grains were ruthlessly blown into her eyes, Ning Yao suddenly felt that her eyes were plunged into darkness.

The sharp stinging pain with the slightest bit of burning heat was transmitted to the depths of the nerves, causing Ning Yao to let out a creepy scream......

Ah............h

The disappearance of the divine power of the Water Spirit Law made everyone's faces change, and the oppressive aura quickly disappeared without a trace......

Zhou Nanwudao was slightly stunned at first, and then burst into thunderous applause and shouts......

"Win, win, Childe won ......"

"Alas......"

As the thunderous shout resounded, more than 10,000 warriors sighed in unison from the north of the peak, and when everyone raised their heads again, a shocking scene appeared in front of them.

No one could see how Ning Yao was defeated in an instant, and when the fluctuations of the spiritual power dispersed, and a blue figure fell from the air at an extremely slow speed, people found that Ning Yao had a few more scars on her face, and the most important thing was that Ning Yao, the fairy of Danhua, was covering her eyes with her wrinkled hands, and in the gap between her fingers, a trace of blood was flowing down her fingers.

Everyone was slightly stunned at first, then gasped, and when they turned their eyes to Feng Jueyu, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"This Feng Jue Yu is really talking, Ning Yao's eyes are blind......"