Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Sword Shocks the World

"Fire Cloud Sword Technique!"

Zhou Fu's eyes were cold, and the black light sword in his hand glowed with countless sword shadows, each sword shadow faintly carried a trace of firelight, and when he arrived in front of Meng Qi, these countless sword shadows suddenly turned into a sword, the fire bloomed, and the flames were surging.

"It's so strong! I actually practiced the Huoyun Sword Technique to such a realm, and the image has come out!"

Everyone was shocked when they saw the flames turned into countless sword shadows, this was completely comparable to a real flame, and they could imagine how powerful this sword was. More importantly, the phantom of the fire cloud in front of Zhou Fu's body, but the real image, it means that Zhou Fu has mastered the fire cloud swordsmanship to the extreme.

Only now did everyone know that the previous Zhou Fu did not show real strength at all.

The contempt in Meng Qi's eyes suddenly disappeared, and a trace of shock flashed on his face. Of course, he also mastered the image of the Huoyun Sword Technique, but it was the result of several years of immersion in the Huoyun Sword Technique, but how long did Zhou Fu practice the Huoyun Sword Technique, half a month, a month? How could the image appear! Doesn't this mean that Zhou Fu's talent in martial arts far surpasses him?

He doesn't believe, he's jealous, he's going to die!

Airplanes!

The long sword hummed, Meng Qi also slashed out a sword, the fire clouds filled the sky, the fire was shining, and the space behind Zhou Fu and Meng Qi was each dyed red by the fire clouds, as if dividing the sky into two halves, each of which was a sunset.

Then countless sword shadows collided, and with the powerful explosive power of this sword, they couldn't even break through Meng Qi's sword shadow by half a step.

"First sword!"

Blocking this sword, Meng Qi's eyes were cold.

Zhou Fu's face was still calm, his eyes were still firm, the rolling fire clouds were as continuous as a river, and the second sword, still carrying a blazing flame, stabbed out angrily.

Meng Qi sneered, the first sword he was already following, what effect could this same second sword have on him?

He still only defended and did not attack, and the shadow of the sword was full of fire clouds, ready to meet the attacks of the surrounding circles.

However, at this moment, when Zhou Fu's domineering sword was about to stab in front of Meng Qi, his right hand holding the sword suddenly let go, and the black light sword roared forward with the flames, and at the same time, Zhou Fu also burst out with a spiritual power, turning into a stronger driving force to make the speed of the black light saber surge, and in an instant, it broke through Meng Qi's sword curtain and pointed directly at Meng Qi's heart.

"What is he doing?"

Everyone who saw this scene was immediately stunned, Zhou Fu's sword was very strong, and he poured all his strength into the sword, enhancing the speed and power of this sword, so that the sword could break through Meng Qi's defense. But it is precisely like this, if Meng Qi blocks this sword, won't he even have a sword, how can he fight Meng Qi without weapons?

For a moment, everyone looked at Zhou Fu like idiots, which was simply an idiot's method of fighting.

And Meng Qi also laughed sarcastically after being stunned for a moment, this idiot couldn't help but think of him too simply.

The body retreated suddenly, Meng Qi's body was extremely smooth, and he quickly opened the distance between him and the sword of Zhou Fu, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand was retracted, and a fire cloud was covered in front of him.

Bite!

Sure enough, the sword that came out of his hand stabbed straight above the fire cloud turned by Meng Qi's sword light, and he could no longer enter the slightest.

Meng Qi looked sarcastically in the direction of Zhou Fu, but he raised his eyebrows, and he saw Zhou Fu with his bare hands moving, turning into an inconspicuous shadow running in his direction, as fast as a streamer.

"Hmph, two swords. ”

Meng Qi's face was indifferent, and he didn't panic at all about Zhou Fu's rapid closing of the distance with him, whether it was close combat or long-distance combat, he had absolute confidence that he could crush this person, not to mention that Zhou Fu had no long sword at this time, how to fight him.

Just as Meng Qi's words fell, the black light saber also fell weakly from the air on the table, and at the same time, the people around him had already arrived.

"Look for death!"

Meng Qi's eyes exploded with murderous intent, and he actually gave up his promise, not defending the third sword, but stabbing out with a sword.

At this time, Zhou Fu had already lost his sword, and he wanted to attack in close quarters with his bare hands, how could Meng Kun let go of such a good opportunity, and he didn't have to count the third sword, he would kill Zhou Fu with this sword.

The cloud of fire erupted, and the sword was pointed at Zhou's throat. Meng Qi had a triumphant smile on his face, as if he had seen Zhou Fu being pierced through the throat by his sword and falling in front of him.

But at this time, Meng Qi saw Zhou Bi's mouth move, and a subtle voice came into his ears: "Distance, enough." ”

When this sentence fell, Meng Qi only felt that his heart suddenly tightened, and his whole body suddenly became cold.

Airplanes!

A thunderbolt crossed everyone's eyes, and there seemed to be a brilliant brilliance in the space, but this thunder was only a flash, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Meng Qi stood quietly in place, the long sword in his hand was hanging in the air, and he had lost Zhou Fu's figure in front of him, and at some point, Zhou Fu had staggered with Meng Qi's figure and came behind him.

Silence, silence.

The eyes of the crowd widened as they looked at the motionless two people on the stage.

After a long time, Meng Qi's throat squirmed, and his eyes gradually lost their color, only the flash of thunder.

He seemed to understand the meaning of that sentence, distance, enough.

"The third sword. ”

An indifferent voice came out, but it came from Zhou Fu's mouth. At this time, he turned his back to Meng Qi, and his voice was indifferent, but in the space where the needle could be heard, everyone could hear it clearly.

Bang!

With the fall of the surrounding voice, Meng Qi's body fell suddenly, and he fell motionless on the stage, and his breath slowly dissipated.

He's dead?

Everyone's eyes widened, and a look of disbelief appeared on their faces, Meng Qi was defeated? That strong man in the top ten of the outer gate, that arrogant and powerful Meng Kun died?

The space remained silent, and everyone turned their stiff necks to look at the only figure standing proudly on the high platform.

Tick!

Zhou Fu turned around, a drop of blood dripped down, and everyone finally saw that Zhou Fu had an extremely thin sword in his hand, and a drop of blood was dripping from the thin sword.

Everyone suddenly realized that the sword that was thrown out was just a decoy, and the real killing move was this sword.

Offstage, Qin Yue covered her mouth, excited in her heart. She always felt that the scene just now was familiar, and then she remembered that when she killed the colorful tiger around the Earth Demon Mountain before, wasn't it this trick that was used, and the real killing move was the soft sword on his waist.

Thinking of this, Qin Yue was extremely happy in her heart, because this soft sword was given to Zhou Fu by her.

Zhou Fu exhaled lightly, put away both the black light sword and the soft sword, and walked in the direction of Qin Yue.

Everyone looked at his figure with awe.

"Thunder Sword!"

There were many people with good eyesight among the crowd watching, and there were even many inner disciples, who saw that the thunder was actually a sword light, just because this sword light was too fast, even faster than the thunder.

"Thunder Sword, is that Thunder Sword that no one has successfully cultivated?"

"It's not that no one has succeeded in cultivating, it's just that no one can use the sword so quickly. ”

Everyone began to talk about the brilliant sword just now.

Meng Qi died, and the Seventh Outer Gate died like this, and the person who killed him was nothing more than an unknown disciple of the Eighth Order of the Samurai.

"Who the hell is he?"

Everyone looked at the mask on Zhou's face, and their hearts were puzzled. It is rare to be able to skip the level challenge, not to mention that this time Zhou Fu is the leader of the ninth order of the samurai, Meng Qi, it can be said that Zhou Fu is definitely a genius, this battle has already made him famous in the Spirit Sect, and the top ten of the outer gate definitely have his position, and even have a great chance to impact the inner door.

It's just that seeing that Zhou Fu doesn't seem to have the idea of taking off the mask, everyone can only guess wildly.

At this time, above the battle valley, there were also countless people talking about the amazing sword that had just been overturned.

Leaning against an attic in the Battle Valley, an old man stood in front of the room with his hands in his hands, and smiled slightly: "Lei Jian, it seems that it is really that kid." No wonder this little guy dares to cultivate the Thunder Sword, his talent in martial arts is very high!"

The old man was the guardian of the Martial Pavilion, and the Battle Valley could reflect the strength and potential of the disciples in the Earth Spirit Sect to a certain extent, so he would come here from time to time to take a look, which could be regarded as adding a touch of fun to his life. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came this time, he saw someone on the platform of life and death.

He had some impressions of Zhou Fu, after all, there was only one person who dared to choose the Thunder Sword so confidently. Zhou Fu not only cultivated the Thunder Sword to such an extent, but also cultivated the image of the Collapse Mountain Fist and the Fire Cloud Sword Technique, he had never seen anyone with such a high talent in martial arts.

And in addition to this old man, Qin Yue and Yun Feng, there is actually one person who knows who Zhou Fu is, and this person is Kazama.

At the beginning, he used Meng Kun's death to threaten Qin Yue, but he was injured by Zhou Fu's move, and in anger, he found Meng Qi, and then set up a conspiracy to kill Zhou Fu's three people.

At this time, Kazama saw that Zhou Fu had even killed Meng Qi in the audience, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and he wanted to sneak away.

"Want to leave now?"

Zhou Fu noticed Kazama hiding behind Meng Qi at the beginning, and said coldly.

Kazama's footsteps faltered, his legs were weak, and he felt a chill on his back.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching behind him, Kazama turned around and squeezed out a smile that was even uglier than crying: "This matter has nothing to do with me!"

"Really?"

Zhou looked at Kazama sarcastically, and the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

"This is not a life-and-death battle platform, I won't go up, you can't kill me!" Guo Hai felt the killing intent around him, and his voice trembled.

"Of course I know this is not a life-and-death battle. ”

Zhou Fu looked at Kazama with a smile, not caring about the fear in his eyes at all. The Avalanche fist smashed out directly, bombarding Kazama's abdomen, and Kazama's whole body suddenly fell apart and collapsed to the ground, looking at the surroundings in fear.

Reaching out and lifting Kazama up, Zhou Fu turned around and threw it onto the life and death platform: "Aren't you on the life and death platform now?"

The people around them only felt cold in their hearts, this guy was really ruthless, and they were secretly glad that they and the others didn't pick this guy when they were training in the Battle Valley.

"No! I didn't do it voluntarily, this is not in line with the rules of the sect!" Kazama trembled all over, and the two corpses lying next to him almost suffocated.

Zhou Fu muttered: "Rules? There is only one rule in the sect, and whoever has the biggest fist is the rule." ”

The sword light flashed away, and Kazama's voice stopped abruptly.