Nine changes in the sky!

One of the martial arts skills with the highest comprehension requirements in the Shenxiao Sect, once it was used, it immediately put Ling Yu in a predicament.

The entire Purple Flame Sect was stunned, the nine sword lights, the changes in heaven and earth caused by them, and the power of heaven and earth that was driven by them, were terrifying and terrifying.

It's just two moves, the little thunder knife Feng Yu, and there is still one move yet.

"Block the six sword lights first!"

Ling Yu made up his mind in his heart, caught the six sword lights, and the back three used his body to resist.

His life and physique have been greatly improved, and the three sword lights are not too seriously injured, and then he can resist one knife.

"Celestial Star Cloud Shattering Fist!"

The starlight flickered, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Yu used all his strength to blast out six punches.

Each punch burst out, shattering a sword light, and the shattered sword light turned into a little purple light, floating in the air.

There were still three sword lights left, and sweat was dripping from Ling Yu's forehead, and six punches were already his limit.

There are three sword lights left, and he can only resist with his body, his feet move, and the true yuan is mobilized, trying to avoid being injured.

But at this moment, the three sword lights are one.

The thunderclouds in a radius of 100 miles suddenly condensed together and turned into a thick black cloud.

In an instant, the sword light burst out with brilliant thunder, and the body of the dark cloud suddenly appeared at this moment, and the knife fell.

The thunder and lightning triggered by the sword light were like a purple dragon, with teeth and claws, like a living thing.

Ling Yu was taken aback, he never expected that Feng Yun's Nine Divine Transformations had become so exquisite.

Finished!

This knife was fast and very, the angle was extremely tricky, and what was more serious was that it was completely beyond Ling Yu's expectations.

Not in his plan, this change of momentum made Ling Yu fall to the point of extreme disadvantage.

"Three moves!"

The corners of Feng Yu's mouth showed a hint of an inevitable smile, and the dragon roared angrily, and the sword light slashed down.

At this moment, the core disciples of Shenxiao Sect all slowly stood up with a hint of a smile.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Ling Yu is finished, even if he uses the bloodline of the Flood Desolation, Feng Yu also has the bloodline of the Flood Wilderness.

When the time comes, it will only hurt more badly and lose more embarrassed.

The disciple of the Ziyan Sect had a different face, this knife fell, and the junior uncle would not be able to recover within two months.

At that time, the opportunity of the demon battlefield is equivalent to missing it.

Whew!

The mutation was sudden, and the disciples of the two factions in the sword blade saw a flash of wind. There seemed to be a figure rushing in front of him, and the next moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside Ling Yu.

"Uncle Shi?" Ling Yu said in astonishment, Xiao Chen had actually come to this ring.

Xiao Chen smiled faintly, looked at the sword light above his head, thoughtfully, and then pointed at the spirit rhino and lightly pointed out.

Wow!

The terrifying thunder and lightning dragon escaped into Xiao Chen's body, like a river flowing into the sea, silent and unresponsive.

The knife in Feng Yu's hand was bounced out.

The whole world was silent, and everyone froze, rubbing their eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Xiao Chen himself has already realized the Thunder Realm, and he is a Purple Thunder Cultivator, a martial artist with a thunder attribute.

If this knife was the energy of other attributes, Xiao Chen would not be able to catch it so easily, but thunder and lightning, it would really be nothing.

In his sea of consciousness, there is a Myriad Tribulation Divine Thunder that is countless times more powerful than this.

Clang!

Feng Yu's knife entered the surface of the ring and inserted three inches.

His face was extremely ugly, a little incredulous, and he said in a deep voice: "Who are you, don't you know the rules of worshipping Jianfeng?"

Xiao Chen stopped Ling Yu, who was about to speak, and said lightly: "Worship the rules of Jianfeng, naturally know that no one is allowed to meddle in a duel, including the disciples and elders in the sect, no matter how serious the casualties are. ”

Feng Yu took a step forward, pulled out the long knife, and on the blade, there was a flash of thunder, and said sharply: "Since you know, and dare to break the rules, then even if I kill you now, you elders of the Purple Flame Sect don't dare to say anything." ”

In addition to being easily destroyed by the other party, the second change of the Nine Transformations of Shenxiao was easily broken by the other party, and it also destroyed his plan to abolish Ling Yu.

"It turns out that the people of the Purple Flame Sect don't understand the rules like this. ”

"Hehe, the sects have all declined, and they will fall back to the Sanpin Sect at any time, and now they don't even abide by the rules. ”

"As for the elders of the Purple Flame Sect, when I go back, I will definitely ask the elders of my Shenxiao Sect to comment on the reasoning!"

The disciples of Shenxiao Sect sneered coldly, and strengthened their momentum for their senior brother.

The various core disciples of the Purple Flame Sect were a little confused, because they didn't know Xiao Chen at all.

"yes, I'm just breaking the rules, what do you want?"

Xiao Chen doesn't care, anyway, he is not a person from the Purple Flame Sect, where are there so many rules to follow.

He is not afraid of this little thunder knife, if the other party makes a move, it happens to be itchy recently.

I am also a cultivator of the Thunder Dao, and see who has a deeper comprehension of the Thunder Dao and who has a deeper comprehension of the Dao of the Sword.

"Do you want to die?"

Feng Yu looked at Xiao Chen's indifferent appearance, and his face was furious.

Seeing that things were going on, Ling Yu had some scruples, afraid that Xiao Chen would fight with Feng Yu, so he would be injured, and hurriedly said: "Feng Yu, he is the junior disciple of my master Ye Zifeng, not a member of his own sect, and there are some rules that can be disobeyed." If I lose today, you don't have to honor your bet. ”

Wow!

The scene was suddenly exclaimed, and everyone didn't expect that Xiao Chen's identity would be so big.

"Ye Zifeng's senior brother?"

"No, Senior Ye Zifeng, how could there be a half-step Danyuan's junior brother. ”

"Could it be that he is also a disciple of Panhuang?"

"But Ling Yu, I shouldn't joke about this kind of thing. ”

There were all kinds of discussions at the scene, expressing puzzlement, doubt, and surprise.

Feng Yu's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he said in a deep voice: "Ye Zifeng's junior brother, Ye Zifeng's senior, when did you have a junior brother, is it difficult to do it, you are still a disciple of Panhuang, it's really a joke." ”

When the words fell, Feng Yu's figure flashed, and he directly slashed at Xiao Chen.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to break the rules and ruin my good deeds, you have to pay the price!"

Xiao Chen's eyes froze, and in the sea of knowledge, the heart of reincarnation quietly bloomed. The artistic conception of reincarnation permeated the whole body, and everyone's movements slowed down in his eyes.

In this vast world, the artistic conception of reincarnation is much more difficult than Kunlun, and the duration is shorter, not even for an instant.

But in the face of an opponent of Feng Yu's level, in the case that the opponent has already taken the lead, if you want to win quickly, you must use the artistic conception of reincarnation.

Even if it is less than a moment, it is enough.

Click!

A flash of sword light, the last hair came first, and the Moon Shadow knife snatched out of its sheath. The gentle moonlight like autumn water shimmered on the blade of the knife, like a luster like water waves.

The clear and pleasant sound of unsheathing, like a spring dripping from the mountains, is pleasant and refreshing.

Feng Yu's face was shocked, he really didn't expect that Xiao Chen's sword light would be so fast and so ruthless.

The moment he appeared, his sword momentum was broken.

Whoosh!

He took four or five steps back, and his face suddenly became solemn: "Your sword drawing technique ......"

People who use knives know that many times, the seemingly ordinary and simple knife drawing technique contains a lot of skill.

Whether a swordsman's knife cultivation is high or not, it can be easily seen from the skill of drawing a sword.

Xiao Chen's sword drawing technique has been cultivated to a realm, and Feng Yu can feel many things that outsiders can't see.

At that moment just now, the other party's sword skills had already surpassed his own.

It's more than a star and a half, and the cultivation is higher than the other party, so it's better to strike first.

But it is you who can retreat, just looking at the facts, you don't need to say anything.

Ziz!

On Feng Yu's chest, a long knife mark appeared, blood flowed out, staining his shirt red.

"I still haven't dodged, how is this possible!"

Feng Yu's face changed completely, he was shocked, and looked at Xiao Chen, full of incomprehension: "I have obviously avoided the past, how is it possible, I will still be injured." ”

If you don't understand, if you understand, how can I hit you hard?

Xiao Chen said lightly: "Don't understand, then go back and practice for a few more years, at your level, don't come to Ziyan Sect, take humiliation on yourself, and lose your master's face." ”

In Feng Yu's mind, there was like a thunderclap, and his eyes became frightened: "Impossible, how could I lose my master's face, I practiced swords at the age of six, and I only debuted at the age of eighteen......"