Chapter 297: The Soldier's Provisional Scripture and the Nine True Thunder Sutras
Feng Yu's eyes were full of anticipation, and he paid close attention to the confrontation on the battle platform, whether it was the star soul will used by Qingjiao was in front of the threshold, or it needed to resonate with at least ten kinds of weapons, and the will power of the soldiers to be incarnated, Feng Yu could now be said to be able to present a comprehension, although he didn't know what his talent was, but for his own understanding, Feng Yu still had a great confidence, who let his body, there was a Ten Thousand Beasts Saint Supreme and a Phantom Master, two living fossil-level characters, there were some ignorances, why not talk to them, so that he suddenly realized, and his mouth was suddenly openedγ
Even if you can't comprehend the will of the soldiers, you can also comprehend the storm thunder and lightning first, although you don't have the Lei Yuan Star Skill now, but sooner or later you will find it, not to mention, you haven't gone to your father's library to toss it, with your father's handwriting, at least there will be a Yellow Rank Star Divine Skill, Yellow Order, although in front of the Star Divine Skill that he now holds, he can't move it to the table at all, but if he comprehends the will of rage is deeper, he will let Yan Yuan also fuse the berserk and violent thunder and fire, at least it's still good.
It can make the star god skill of the yellow rank have the power of the Xuan rank, which is good.
Thinking of this, a glint flashed in Feng Yu's eyes, and at the same time, in the sea of qi, his mind began to sit cross-legged, entering a state of concentration, digesting everything he saw through his eyes.
And on the battle platform, a spear-like light and shadow suddenly swept out, as if piercing the void, approaching the person in front of him, a young man in a purple robe, but the latter drank with it, and the sleeve of one hand exploded, turning into soot.
"Gun break!"
"Thunder!"
Two angry shouts came from the youth and the light and shadow, and that light and shadow seemed to be really throwing out the golden spear at this moment, carrying a majestic and sharp lightning momentum, killing Qingjiao.
And the eyes of the light Jiao flashed a lightning that seemed to be like a dragon roaring out, the textured palm randomly turned into a fist, and then blasted out, and the majestic star power erupted, which was accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar, Lei Yuan's star power condensed, turning into an angry Jiao with teeth and claws, shattering the void, and fiercely bombarding the sweeping Shen Jin soldiers.
Bang!
The collision between the two was like a muffled thunder, and in an instant, the two separated again, Qingjiao retreated dozens of steps, and Shen Jinbing was also uncomfortable, and the number of steps backward was no less than that of Qingjiao.
"A fat pig has such a lot of strength, is it because of its weight. β
The cold light flashed in Qingjiao's eyes, and he secretly said in his heart, but he was speechless, and then turned his fist into a palm, and the tips of the five fingers of his unfolded palm flashed with a faint purple light that was imperceptible to the naked eye.
"Nine True Thunder Sutra, Thunder Slash!"
With the cold drink, the five fingers of the light Jiao volleyed a little, and then he saw five purple lights like sharp swords, carrying a violent force, bursting out from his fingertips, giving people a feeling of tearing the void alive.
After the fingertip thunder was launched, Qingjiao still gritted his teeth, and secretly said in his heart: "Can't you still exert your true strength......
"Ground level star divine skill, don't think that only you have it, Bing Lindian, Zhong Ding!"
Shen Jinbing's face shook and showed a very hideous smile, but at the moment when his words fell, all of a sudden, five purple lights like unsheathed swords were already close to his body, as if he could see the scene of the latter being beheaded.
The thunder sword Huo Ran slashed down, making everyone's eyes widen, but with the sound of "Qiang", everyone was shocked again, only to see that the five purple thunder light swords actually slashed on Shen Jinbing's body, but they couldn't continue to cut down no matter what, even if it was Qingjiao, it was a little unexpected, the former exuded a faint golden light all over his body at the moment, like a hole in the golden bell standing here.
"Hehehe, thin monkey, at your level, you still want to hurt my Shen Ye, and you can cultivate for another hundred and eighty years. β
Shen Jinbing sneered, and then, with a wave of his robe, the five purple thunder light swords suddenly dissipated, and then, the soles of his feet stomped, jumped into the air, and stretched out a fat palm, but not only the people in the audience were also Qingjiao, as well as Feng Yu and others on the edge of the battle platform, all trembled, and that hand was like a sword out of the sheath, and the throat was sealed with blood.
"Sword Slash!"
With Shen Jinbing's angry shouting, he saw that it turned into a light and shadow and swept towards Qingjiao, however, Qingjiao sneered: "I actually came to die by myself, then die." Thunder Quake!"
Rumble!
The rumbling sound sounded, so that everyone involuntarily raised their heads, but they saw a clear sky, and suddenly ignited their curiosity, secretly wondering what was the thunder there, and the Tianjiao on the edge of the battle platform was undoubtedly the first to discover, only to see, the thunder pattern on the arm of the light Jiao spread to the center of the back of the hand, and the whole hand was like a thunderbolt possession, emitting bursts of roar.
On the battle platform, Shen Jinbing carried a light spiritual wind in one hand, slashing down like a sharp sword, and Qingjiao was also smashed down with one hand like a thunder hammer, colliding with each other, and in a staggered moment, they each took dozens of steps backwards.
After the two were separated, it was only then that the situation of the two sides could be seen, Shen Jinbing's hand was already blurred with flesh and blood, and the bright red blood dripped intermittently onto the table, staining a small piece of red, and the sleeves were stained with blood. However, Qingjiao also looked a little pale, and there seemed to be some unbuffered gasps, only to see that the hand that seemed to have turned into a thunder hammer before, from the palm to the wrist, formed a blood mark around it, it seemed that the injury was not deep, but it was also shocking.
"Sure enough, none of the people who can enter the seat of Tianjiao here are not fuel-efficient lamps, so it seems that they have to be cautious. β
Feng Yu looked at the two who were not far apart from the center of the battle platform, and he also began to estimate his own weight in his heart, in his opinion, his only flaw was undoubtedly the realm of cultivation, as for why it was so slow, it was that at this time, he had already begun to cultivate his body and open up the sea of qi, and the cultivation of the body was to make it easier to cross the catastrophe when he was in the realm of stars, but as for opening up the sea of qi and extending the capacity of star power, if it wasn't for the Emperor Yang Python, he really didn't know.
But at the same time of opening up and extending, it also brought a great trouble to his cultivation, that is, the speed of cultivation and improvement is much slower than that of ordinary people, even if his star power capacity is more than others, and even, it is more majestic than others, but the people of the Firmament Realm have a gap with the Ten Directions Realm after all, let alone the Nine Palaces Realm.
Thinking about this, Feng Yu still sighed secretly, let's take it slowly, one day the current precipitation will play a major role.
......
On the battlefield, the battle between Qingjiao and Shen Jinbing gradually became white-hot, and the competition between the two made the eyes of everyone in the audience boil with enthusiasm, as if they had turned into the person they were optimistic about on the stage, and they were fighting fiercely with another Tianjiao.
"My Nine Thunder True Scripture has only now comprehended the first weight, thunder. I'll show you now how terrifying the exercises I have cultivated are now!" Qingjiao looked indifferent, above the pair of horns, the current was rushing, and in the palm of his hand, the thunder also began to solidify, forming an object that happened to be held by him like a ball containing powerful power.
"You are the first heavy, do you think that the soldier I have cultivated is above the first weight, I'm sorry, I just happened to be the first heavy, but I am about to break through!" Shen Jinbing's eyes flickered with cold light, and the smile on his face was also put away, and Qingjiao had been ridiculed at him everywhere since he came to power, if it weren't for his own strength, wouldn't he only be oppressed, so now he is very angry.
"Hehe, that's right, it seems that now is the time to fight for luck, and I'm about to enter the second weight. β
Qing Jiao was not surprised by the exercises practiced by Shen Jinbing, outsiders did not know, but he knew that the person who could incarnate a soldier as his own star soul will was by no means a general person, and the soldier code he cultivated was definitely not a garbage thing, it must be one of the top exercises, and it was normal for him to only cultivate to the first level.
"Knife kill!"
"Thunderbolt!"
The two of them drank coldly and violently, and their words contained a rich coldness, as well as the mood of wanting to kill the opponent.
Shen Jinbing stomped on the soles of his feet, and the rocks on the table suddenly collapsed, and he rose into the air, his hands were folded, and then it was like a slowly raised decapitation knife, exuding a palpitating domineering momentum, as if under a knife, no matter what, it could not be dodged.
However, the proud light Jiao naturally couldn't choose to dodge, but shook the thunderball in the palm of his hand suddenly, and his whole arm was surrounded by thunder, and then the soles of his feet turned and stepped on it violently, and he also jumped up, and the thunderball in his hand made a manic sound.
Shen Jinbing and Qingjiao, the distance between the two is already close to each other in the next moment, and the attacks of the two sides seem to only need to be hit, and the other party will be wiped out, but they also know that it can't be so simple, the other party is not an idle person, if they only attack with their hands, then they are full of flaws, and the other party only needs to grasp a point, which is enough to make themselves defeated.
"Kill!"
The two of them seemed to have seized the opportunity, and suddenly, with a cold snort, Shen Jinbing waved the combined palm that was like a decapitating knife, opening and closing in the void, as if cutting out more than a hundred times, but Qingjiao's body was unscathed, and at the same time as Shen Jinbing cut out the knife, the arm was like a dragon's hand, which poked out very straightforwardly and hit Shen Jinbing's chest.
Rumble!
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, mixed with the hissing sound of the skin opening and the sound of thunder and lightning rushing, which made everyone in the audience feel frightened, like falling into an ice kiln, they all felt that those attacks seemed to hit themselves, and they were already scattered, I have to say that every collision between Shen Jinbing and Qingjiao was shocking and immersive, even Feng Yu felt like everyone in the audience at this moment.