Chapter 375: The Power of Spiritual Fire
Zhao Feiqiang shook his head helplessly, he didn't know how many times he had met such an opponent. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
But in the end, the outcome is the same, his long sword can pierce their hearts with unmistakable precision every time.
"Heavenly Sword!"
Zhao Feiqiang urged the spell, the sword body was shrouded in white light, and under his control, it flew towards the young man.
Seeing that the flying sword was about to penetrate the young man's heart, he didn't have the slightest move to dodge, and still attacked Zhao Fei with all his might.
"Damn, isn't he afraid of death?" Zhao Feiqiang scolded in his heart.
"He actually ignored Zhao Feiqiang's attack?"
Everyone present was shocked, looking at this young man's posture, it seemed that he wanted to die with Zhao Feiqiang.
Such a crazy teenager has never been seen before.
"When did Nebula Academy come out with this ruthless man?"
It was really hard for everyone to imagine, why did Lin Yi make such a move, is there a feud between the two?
Otherwise, it's really hard to explain.
At this time, Lin Yi was angry and murderous, and he had a posture of wanting to die with Zhao Feiqiang.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhao Feiqiang's face was condensed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect this son to be so ruthless!"
Even if he pierced him with a sword, it was impossible for him to be killed instantly.
The rest of the time, the young man had every chance to stab the long sword into Zhao Feiqiang's body.
Zhao Feiqiang's long sword has already flown out, and he doesn't have any weapons in his hand, how can he resist it?
In the end, the result is that they will all end up together.
Such a result is not what Zhao Feiqiang wants to see.
His own life is much more precious than his, how can he be buried here so easily?
Zhao Feiqiang didn't care about face, and in a panic, he immediately urged the magic trick to recall the long sword that flew out.
Holding back the long sword, Zhao Feiqiang also had a bottom in his heart, and immediately danced a few sword flowers, the footwork under his feet flickered, and outsiders looked like it was mysterious and abnormal.
Only an afterimage was left in place, and the whole person appeared on the other side.
"What a great swordsmanship!"
"The footwork under his feet is even more outstanding, which is beyond the reach of my generation!"
Hearing the praise, Zhao Feiqiang himself was also proud, and his face was full of pride.
This set of swordsmanship, known as the Taixu Swordsmanship, is a ground-level martial art, which he learned from his grandfather.
This sword technique is extremely profound, and it is very human to practice.
He has been practicing hard for three years, and he has only just mastered it so far, and he can only exert three layers of strength.
But even so, in the face of ordinary swordsmanship, it can be easily crushed.
As for the footwork, it is even better, the Tianxuan Seven Star Steps, and the martial arts skills in the ground level.
It's a pity that what he found was a remnant, only the first two styles of footwork.
If you are dealing with ordinary people, with these two sets of martial arts, you will definitely be able to deal with it easily.
It's a pity that his opponent is Lin Yi.
His movement speed was not clear to the naked eye, but under the cover of soul power, no amount of vitality fluctuations could escape Lin Yi's eyes.
No matter how weird and mysterious your footwork is, no matter how fast you are, what can you do?
Under the influence of soul power, everything can be seen clearly.
The young man's eyes were slightly condensed, and as soon as his soul power moved, he instantly judged the direction of the other party's movement.
"Die!"
Swish!
The long sword flashed, Zhao Feiqiang came behind Lin Yi, and slashed down with a sword, slashing straight at the young man's back, like a long rainbow, cutting through the void.
Just when Zhao Feiqiang thought that he was about to succeed, the young man turned around suddenly, and Ling Feng's sword slashed down, forcibly blocking Zhao Feiqiang's blow.
'Bang!'
A crisp sound, resounding in the sky!
"How come?" Zhao Feiqiang's face was full of surprise, how did he see himself clearly?
"This...."Everyone was demented, this young man actually blocked the attack of the powerhouse of the Purple Mansion Realm?
Just when Zhao Feiqiang was stunned, the young man's left hand did not stay, and a punch slammed into Zhao Feiqiang's chest.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and Zhao Feiqiang flew out in response.
Everyone held their breath, their faces full of surprise.
The students of Longyu Academy were even more drenched in cold sweat, and their hearts were terrified.
"Knocked off?"
Everyone saw that Zhao Feiqiang was blown away by a punch and took three steps back.
This punch Lin Yi did not accumulate strength, and the power was not strong.
In addition, Zhao Feiqiang reached the two layers of the Purple Mansion Realm, and he had vitality to protect his body, and he resisted a lot of damage.
Although he was not able to hit him hard, he was slightly injured.
"Boy, you hurt me. ”
Zhao Feiqiang's face was full of hideousness, he didn't expect that a martial artist of the Condensation Realm would bring so much trouble to himself.
The young man was holding a long sword, his face was indifferent, and a pair of eyes were staring at Zhao Feiqiang.
The success of this blow does not mean that he can beat Zhao Feiqiang, it is completely due to Zhao Feiqiang's intentions.
So at this time, the teenager did not relax in the slightest, and became more and more cautious.
"Give me death!"
The furious Zhao Feiqiang flew out with a sword, transforming into nine sword shadows, attacking the young man from all directions.
"Amazing Sword Technique!"
This is the supreme mastery of Longyu Academy, extremely strong, conjuring up nine sword blades, extremely powerful.
"I didn't expect Senior Zhao Feiqiang to be so strong in martial arts!"
"This sword technique must be a descendant of his family, otherwise, how can he learn it?"
The young man's face was condensed, and the nine sword shadows were extremely sharp, full of the sound of breaking through the sky, as if the real sword slashed.
Seeing this, the little fat man and the others were anxious.
"Boss, be careful!"
The Nine Sword Shadows sealed all the retreats of the young man.
"Get out of the way!"
How can you survive under this sword?
Although everyone was still a certain distance away from the sword shadow, the cold sword blade was still moving.
At this time, the Nine Dao Magic Sword was less than a battle away from Lin Yi!
However, just as everyone was holding their breath and gasping for cold air, the fire on the young man's body bloomed, and a strong wave swept out like a volcanic eruption, directly lifting all the nine sword shadows away!
"This is..."
"Boom!"
Black-purple flames burst out, and blazing heat swept in.
The flying sword disappeared in an instant under the **** of the tongue of fire!
Under the traction of his mind, he was suddenly forcibly interrupted, Zhao Feiqiang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string, and his face turned pale.
"How is it possible, how did he break Senior Zhao's swordsmanship?"
"Such a powerful momentum, the power of a fury, is it difficult for even the powerhouses of the Purple Mansion Realm to resist?"
Everyone palpitated for a while, and they retreated one after another, not daring to stay for half a minute.
This momentum is too strong, and the blazing heat, if you touch it easily, I am afraid that it will directly burn into ashes.
If it is affected, it will be hated on the spot.
Even the powerhouses of the Purple Mansion Realm were difficult to resist, let alone them.
"Could it be that he deliberately hid his cultivation?"
A student withdrew from the ten zhang, his eyes were still flustered, his heart was beating faster, his face was slightly red, and he looked quite scared.
What's more, at this time, he was already in a cold sweat and his face was full of horror.
It all came so suddenly, and everyone was completely unprepared.
The black-purple flames that burst out were obviously not something that a Condensation Realm powerhouse could release!
Could it be....
Is that a spiritual fire that can burn everything?
How is it possible, how can a young man in the Condensing Vein Realm tame the strongest and fiercest spiritual fire?
Even if you don't touch it, as soon as you get close, you'll be burned to ashes.
But there is no other explanation!
"Damn!"
Zhao Feiqiang's face was full of horror, obviously injured a lot, and there was blood remaining at the corner of his mouth.