"Do you know, I have a move specifically designed to interfere with other people's hearing and hearing, called the City Fireworks, which is completely generated by my magic fire, and has no attack power at all, but it is a very practical martial art! It's just that it doesn't work much now! Fengchen said suddenly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I don't know what the special meaning of Fengchen suddenly said these words, Zhao Shuo frowned slightly, and his mind was still focused on his own affairs: his palms were gently raised, rolling the majestic spiritual power, crossing the beautiful lines, and achieving a dazzling gold seal in his hand.

Responding to changes with the same is Zhao Shuo's situation at this moment. The sense of crisis is deepening, maybe you can't see it, you can't feel it, but Zhao Shuo knows very well that it won't be long, maybe in the next moment, the attack of wind and dust will come, suddenly and defenselessly.

But Fengchen himself didn't seem to have this consciousness, and continued to talk to himself until Zhao Shuo understood the meaning.

"So, when I regained my new power, I remembered this trick again, could I use another way to make this trick reappear? Is it possible to change its original constraints, no longer simply disrupting martial arts, but to have other functions, such as attacking? Fengchen smiled suddenly, laughing happily, but trembling.

"So, I'm a little embarrassed to let you be guinea pig once! Through you, let me see what kind of results this trick has! Blow it up, it's stormy! Fengchen said softly, and the wind rose along the sound and blew gently.

The fangs fell, and in an instant, the sense of crisis was transformed into an incomparably clear substance, and a gust of wind hit in all directions, but it was not that there were other substantive attacks, but that the winds themselves were the most terrifying means of attack. brushed across the ground of the ring, but gently crossed a deep trace, teaching people's hearts to tighten. The essence is wind, but it easily tears the wind pressure and makes a series of frightening sounds, but it can't frighten Zhao Shuo. Circling up, spiraling and flying, the wind blocked all the retreats, and finally converged on Zhao Shuo's left and right, not to follow him, but to aim the sharpest teeth at Zhao Shuo's most vulnerable corner, and bite down hard.

"Nirvana!" As soon as his divine sense tightened, his palms naturally poked out, and he suddenly grabbed two wind blades that had turned into substance.

With a slight force, the two highly condensed wind blades, or the blades of the sky, were crushed into powder in the blink of an eye.

But this is not worth boasting about, and he can't even do it easily, because Zhao Shuo soon discovered that these two Void Slashing Blades were just the beginning. It's not that Fengchen himself constantly condenses the Sky Blade to attack him, but under this strange flow of wind, the wind gradually condenses into a wind blade, and then tempers into such an attack, all of which attack him.

"Heavenly Seal!" A punch stabbed out, and the energy released penetrated Changhong, easily smashing a hollow blade that the fist touched, and at the same time, it also killed several paths behind it. The fist was so angry that it could have broken through Changhong, but it was intercepted by the wind, and although it smashed several blades that cut the sky, it finally fell under the flowing wind on the periphery and was slowly weakened.

The entire ring seems to have become a vast cage at this moment, the wind is constantly blowing, blowing everything that can be blown, and there is only one end of the rush, and that is Zhao Shuo. Some are not even formed, wrapped in their most primitive state, and easily dispersed.

Walking is very difficult, as if in a deep quagmire, even if Zhao Shuo wants to work hard to get out of the predicament, he also finds that the more he works, the deeper he falls: when he takes a step, the wind is suddenly several times stronger, and it is even better to stay in place and wait slowly.

But what will happen when you wait? No, the ultimate consequence of waiting is to be completely surrounded by a strong wind, and finally strangled on the spot. Don't look at Fengchen standing aside and doing nothing, but constantly manipulating everything in the ring.

Otherwise, the wind would not have howled like this, the earth would not tremble, and the hearts of men would not tremble because of this.

"Don't be surprised, this is just the beginning of the warm-up, and the next step is the real show!" Seeing that Zhao Shuo seemed to be a little negative, Fengchen smiled lightly. He wasn't worried that Zhao Shuo didn't have fighting spirit, the other party just behaved relatively calmly, this was a performance based on self-confidence, an indifference to the so-called predicament in front of him, and it was also the reason why Fengchen was even more excited.

Is there any fun in killing the enemy in one move directly? Only when you slowly grind the enemy with one move at a time, and you can clearly see what kind of effect each of your attacks has brought and what kind of damage you have created, it is more enjoyable.

At least, that's what Fengchen thinks, so when he encounters a tough opponent, Fengchen is more enjoyable and the wind flows faster.

"People often say that the beginning is a very important thing, and everything is difficult at the beginning, so since it is a starting style, it is natural to be grander! I just hope that you don't fall directly under this first move, get ready, all blades are clear! ”

The sound of wind and dust echoed softly, and it was quickly easily shattered by the fierce wind, and it could not be transmitted to the outside world at all. In fact, from the moment the wind of wind and dust blew through the entire ring, the outside world could no longer hear the slightest human voice, except for the whistling wind.

But even so, if the instance is not affected in the slightest, they must be able to clearly see the martial arts that Fengchen is using at this moment.

It was very gorgeous, and it was also very shocking, and even amazing, breathtaking, and a martial art of Furu. It didn't look like a starting hand at all, but it was like a final blow, which made Zhao Shuo can't help but suspect that Fengchen was planning to deceive himself.

Ten thousand is an imaginary number, not that there are really ten thousand, that would be too exaggerated, at least Fengchen's spiritual power is not enough at all. Of course, it's not that Fengchen can't refine his spiritual power into ten thousand daos, but that his ability to refine it is too weak.

To do what is necessary, you need the necessary intensity, and once you spread it out too much, you will not be able to do what you want to do.

Therefore, if you are full of calculations, the 10,000 of wind and dust this time is at best a hundred, almost a thousand. But even so, it was terrifying, and it was all over the sky, and it was able to create a dense illusion, which made people a little uncomfortable.

What is the spiritual power scattered into almost a thousand segments doing? There is no other action, it is still operating the wind, but it is not the wind condensed by the wind and dust itself, but the wind that is naturally generated in this area that has already been formed, or the wind blade, or it may be a further blade of the sky. Operate these things, and begin to arrange and combine them according to Fengchen's own thoughts.

The blade, which is probably what it refers to here, can be a wind blade, a blade that slashes the sky, or a blade that has not yet been formed.

Fluttering in the wind, fluttering in the wind, arranging in the consciousness of the wind and dust, combining around Zhao Shuo's body, the attacks also slowly converged here, quietly taking shape. The momentum emanated slightly, one or two were not enough to be afraid at all, but after the number increased, Zhao Shuo, who was already mentally prepared, couldn't help but change his face slightly at this moment, and his eyes looked at Fengchen, and he was also a lot shocked.

"The prototype of the spiritual realm, how is this possible, how can it appear on the body of a god seven refiners?" This is Zhao Shuo's horror.

The wind that swept the audience unconsciously was actually the prototype of the spiritual realm, something created by Fengchen unconsciously, breaking common sense and breaking Zhao Shuo's original firm self-confidence. It's not the confidence in winning or losing, that's something later, it's the confidence in whether you can catch the dust. What should have been a no-brainer has become completely different.

In the prototype of the opponent's spiritual realm, it is almost impossible to win unless the opponent's strength is much better than the opponent's. Zhao Shuo at this moment is such a situation, it is difficult and difficult, so difficult that he himself is a little unexpected. But because of this, there seems to be a fire in my heart that suddenly burns, which has not happened in all the battles so far.

Dou Tianyin, and Tiandou, not to mention such a small adversity? Rather, adversity is the environment that Doutianmen people want.

Therefore, at this moment, Zhao Shuo, after being frightened, no longer had the slightest timidity and fear, but raised his head and looked at the blades all over the sky. The golden light of the palms shone brightly, and even dyed it directly into gold, and even attracted the power of heaven and earth between the contractions.

If it weren't for the heaven and earth at this moment, which was already under the rudiments of the Wind and Dust Spirit Domain, I am afraid that this slight raise of hand would cause the spiritual power to collapse, and directly turn into the most terrifying attack, attacking towards the wind and dust. But things just don't have so many ifs, Zhao Shuo is in the rudiments of the spiritual realm of wind and dust at the moment, no matter how big the amplitude of his hand is waved, the aftermath emitted can't be transmitted at all.

was easily blocked in front of him, and then, he was crushed by the wind that had been extremely terrifying and could not be touched at all.

This is still the result of most of the blast wind, which has been called on by the wind and dust, otherwise it will be more aggressive and aggressive, further covering the place where Zhao Shuo could have accommodated, and finally assimilating this small area and completely killing Zhao Shuo.

Of course, this is just a thought, and in fact, it can't be done at all, because Zhao Shuo can't sit still.

In fact, at this moment, Zhao Shuo was already preparing for all the wind blades suspended above his head, which would fall in an instant as soon as the wind and dust gave an order. And everything that was prepared still came from the pair of fleshy palms, which were shaped into golden palms.

"Are you ready? If I'm ready, I'm going to attack! But he was immediately greatly insulted, because Fengchen was actually asking Zhao Shuo if he was ready. Although it was smiling, it made Zhao Shuo feel slowly and maliciously humiliated.

"This guy, could it be that he is waiting for me to get ready, so he hasn't dropped the move?" Zhao Shuo couldn't help but be suspicious.

But then it was thrown out of my mind, it was impossible! And Fengchen's side is indeed just talking nonsense.

The preparation of the move was more difficult than Feng Chen imagined, if it weren't for the other winds that restrained Zhao Shuo, plus Zhao Shuo himself seemed to be waiting, I am afraid that there would not be so much time left for Feng Chen, so that he could slowly prepare this move.

But no matter what, Fengchen is still ready, the same as Zhao Shuo. Therefore, there was no hesitation, when the move was fully prepared, and he was not even willing to wait an extra minute and second, so he couldn't wait and fell towards the guinea pig in the center of the ring.

He was so eager to test his moves, how far he could go, and whether he could get out of the real power.

At this moment, hundreds of wind blades fell at the same time, and the positions of the attacks were all picked in an instant, and there was no room for more attack sequences at all. And Zhao Shuo, who was at the center of the attack, also quietly waved his golden palms at this moment.

Until this moment, he still didn't understand why this seemingly no special move would bring him such a sense of crisis, and he was so trembling that he didn't even dare to move, especially at the moment when the attack fell, Zhao Shuo felt as if his heartbeat was about to stop. If it weren't for his excellent psychological quality, if it weren't for Dou Tianyin's self-confidence, he might not even be able to make a real counterattack, or face it, just standing silently in place, pierced by these thousands of ordinary wind blades.

The doubts did not last long, and it can even be said that they have been completely revealed, and the one who solves all these mysteries is the wind blade of wind and dust. Or to be more precise, it was the unique feeling brought by these wind blades when they came to Zhao Shuo and were slapped down by Dou Tianyin's palms that made Zhao Shuo completely understand what this move meant and how terrifying it was.

Ten thousand blades, is it a simple number to win? No, it's not, although quantitative change will cause qualitative change, but that's not the move that Fengchen is pursuing, or rather, it's not what Fengchen wants at all. Why does the wind, which is originally manipulated by spiritual forces, just stay on the surface of matter, instead of having more content, becoming more powerful, more terrifying, and more special?

So Fengchen tried and did it, and the ten thousand blades of this move were fundamentally different from the ten thousand blades in the cognition.

Ten thousand is definitely not just a quantity, but different individuals, each of which has a completely different trajectory.

Each wind blade may be very similar in appearance, but only those who have really experienced it will know that these wind blades that look almost exactly the same, in fact, the feelings and troubles caused by each one are completely different types.

It's like two people, maybe from the numerical point of view, they are just a gap between two people, but when they have their own characteristics, have their own characteristics, have their own preferences and experiences, they become two very different people.

At this time, it is no longer possible to use a simple number like one or two to describe them, they are all independent individuals.

And this is the ten thousand blades that Fengchen wants, and it is the ten thousand blades that Fengchen can really accept and is willing to use.