Start slowly, do not emphasize the absolute attack, care about one can not refuse, even if the other party is absolutely tough, this side can also slowly, meet the next: the golden palm draws a series of clearly visible cracks in mid-air, and a slight extension can burst out of the extremely strong fluctuations, turning into an absolute attack, directly breaking the wind pressure that binds the action, but meeting the gentle wind blade. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It should have been broken open by a strong crack in an instant, but it was like a ball of cotton, and it was stuck in place, perhaps twisting the originally solid wind blade slightly, but it was difficult to take another step forward, let alone directly shatter the body.

The Doutian Seal was blocked, maybe just for a moment, or maybe it was simply blocked for a moment, which also meant stagnation.

Stagnation is never a good thing, let alone in such a critical moment? Even the slightest and brief moment is enough for both sides of the battle to do a lot of things: for example, to gently send another wind blade.

But for Zhao Shuo, he was surprised that he didn't want to face, even though he knew very well that he shouldn't have this kind of emotion, he couldn't help it.

As a result, a new attack is coming, and this time the wind blade is no longer a slow, gentle character, but a sexual impatient.

To be precise, it was an extremely fast attacker, fast to the extreme that the wind and dust could reach, so fast that it seemed to be just a blink of an eye, and it seemed to be just a moment of relaxation, and the whole process from launch to hit was completed. It's a pity that Zhao Shuo is not an ordinary person after all, even if it is only for a short moment, he can make a certain degree of preparation after being surprised: although he can't avoid being hit.

The blood, still bright red blood, even if it is permeated with a faint luster, containing a little bit of charm, it cannot be changed that it is the unique blood that belongs to human beings, or human beings who have cultivated, and his master is also unique.

It didn't do much damage, except for a little bit of blood spilled, and nothing special. In the end, the attacker just grazed Zhao Shuo's shoulder: it was originally invaded by Zhao Shuo's throat, bringing a wound of about two centimeters, and then it disappeared.

Maybe it was reintegrated into the wind and became an ordinary air flow, or it could have hit the ground and was shattered by the impact of its own speed. However, seeing that there is no defect on the ground, it must be the case of the former.

"Sure enough, this is the prototype of the spiritual realm!" Feeling this answer, Zhao Shuo, who didn't care about the shoulder injury, confirmed it again.

Now there is basically no doubt, this is the prototype of the spiritual realm, it should be the peak of the god transformation, and it is possible to touch a little masterpiece, but it was mastered by a young man who turned into a god and practiced seven times, and the power is also quite extraordinary.

"This is really bad!" Zhao Shuo confirmed. It's like telling yourself, and it's like reminding yourself of something.

The situation is indeed not good, the prototype of the spiritual realm is such a thing, and it must not be taken lightly just because it is a prototype. The best way to fight is either not to step into the prototype of the opponent's spiritual realm, or to fight with the prototype of the spiritual realm as well. It is impossible for the former to do it, because Zhao Shuo is in the rudimentary form of the Wind and Dust Spirit Domain at the moment, and the latter is also impossible, because Zhao Shuo has no way to fight at the moment.

In the prototype of the other party's spiritual domain, when the entire environment is occupied by the other party, it is impossible to display the prototype of the spiritual domain at all.

What Zhao Shuo can do at this moment is to break through Fengchen's attack blockade in the case of disadvantage, or directly defeat Fengchen.

It certainly doesn't mean that there is no way to fight without the prototype of the spiritual domain, you don't see how Lu Lingyi was defeated by Fengchen? It can only be said that it lacks a topographical advantage, for example, Fengchen can passively exert more Yicheng strength in this environment, but relatively speaking, Zhao Shuo, who did not use the prototype of the spiritual domain to resist, can only be limited to Yicheng's strength. And this kind of extras and restrictions will also become more and more obvious as the prototype of the spiritual realm is gradually completed. In the end, even if it's three out of four, it's not a problem at all.

Just imagine that the other party can play 40% more, but you have to reduce 40%, and the two people who are originally equal may actually play more than twice the strength. And that's just the stats, but when it comes to the battle, the one who has the advantage can defeat the other unscathed, there's no doubt about it.

Of course, the worst point is definitely not in the suppression of strength, or the improvement of the opponent's strength, but in the prototype of the spiritual realm, which is the most suitable combat environment for the caster himself, and therefore, some powerful martial arts can be used.

Only those martial arts are truly those that belong to the prototype master of the spiritual realm itself, and they can be called one of the strongest martial arts.

At this moment, the ten thousand blades of wind and dust are exactly this type, but the wind and dust of the parties are not yet conscious.

The true meaning of mastering speed, although it can provide attack power to a certain extent, is still not sufficient after all. The speed of the second move, all he did was to succeed in the sneak attack, and then cause a wound that was not serious, or even none.

But the third attack of the wind blade completely broke this situation, and also made the luck in Zhao Shuo's heart disappear.

The third slash, called the Attack Blade, as the name suggests, is the blade of outright attack, discarding all qualities, leaving only the sharpest fangs, and when the Speeder falls, he can't wait to send it out, towards the only prey under the cage.

"Broken Heaven Seal!" The golden palm easily tore a brilliant crack in front of him, which did not belong to space, but came from the spiritual matter, whether it was the power of the tear, or the terrifying impact and pulling force generated after being torn, all of them came from Zhao Shuo himself, and in the direction of the overlapping palms, with a terrifying attitude, it quickly extended in a fixed direction, and the sky collapsed.

Obviously it was not a rift in space, but under the cover of rich spiritual power, a real crack was created, and almost instantly, it cracked from the center of Zhao Shuo's palms, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the front of the attack blade, and the full power of this crack was contained in the moment of cracking: it happened to be the wind blade that contained the power of attack, and the parts where the blade fit were perfectly stitched together.

In the next second, the two sides who were supposed to move forward were supposed to completely collapse each other, and the two sides who were supposed to move forward were incredibly deadlocked, whether it was Fengchen's gaze or Zhao Shuo's eyes, it was full of astonishing stalemate.

Stalemate leads to confrontation, confrontation produces fluctuations, fluctuations cause tremors, and tremors lead to collapse. The series of effects was completed in a very short period of time, so fast that the two sides of the battle didn't even have time to think, and the two attacks collapsed at the same time. What was left behind was just a turbulent flow of spiritual power, disturbing the wind direction in the prototype of the Wind and Dust Spirit Domain, and at the same time, it also stirred Zhao Shuo's movements.

"It's really capable, then go on!" Of course, I don't worry about anything, this is only three blades, maybe the third is already the peak attack of the wind and dust, but it does not determine the direction of victory or defeat. This is just the beginning, and the results are still far away.

The fourth path was the Phantom Blade, which confused Zhao Shuo for a moment, and also brought an objective result: it once again cut a hole.

The fifth, sixth, and seventh paths。。。。。。 Slowly, Fengchen's attacks also changed, from the beginning of the wind blades launched, to later, gradually became two, even three, or even four blades at the same time, forcing Zhao Shuo into a desperate situation.

Fengchen really didn't break his promise, every time the wind blade was different, there was a simple defensive blade, which was issued together with another fluctuating blade, but it blocked Zhao Shuo's invading palm, creating an excellent opportunity for another wind blade to attack.

There are also winding blades, accompanied by a burst blade, a sharp blade, to achieve an excellent combination of attacks.

There were many, many combinations like this, so many that I couldn't remember how many different wind blades I used later.

And Zhao Shuo, who endured it all, the wounds on his body gradually spread from the beginning to the whole body.

Even so, those golden palms had never dimmed their luster, wielding the same fluctuations as before, and even blocked the attacks again and again with the same not very repeated Doutian Seal, either directly destroying or dodging.

Unconsciously, there were fewer and fewer wind blades left in mid-air, and the originally fast and dangerous wind currents became thinner.

Perhaps each attack eventually turned into an ordinary wind, but it did not become a means of attack again. It's not that you can't, but you can't do it. Just taking care of the completion of this trick, Fengchen is already exhausted, where can he take care of anything else?

Thin means less, less is clear, the last wind is clear, that is, it falls here, ten thousand blades have been, the wind will be clear.

"I didn't expect you to really persevere, but also, if you can't hold on, it is estimated that Shi Qianzhong will cry, and he was defeated by such a weak opponent!, then, the last blade, it depends on whether you can block it!" Sensing that Wan Jian had come to the end, the wind in the entire area had almost lost its aggressiveness, floating and waiting to wake up again, Fengchen couldn't help but smile.

"Just try it!" I don't want to talk nonsense, because time is very tight, and every blade, because of its unique personality, may not be strong in attack, but it is unexpectedly troublesome. Even if Zhao Shuo had the Doutian Seal's combat technique, it was very difficult to deal with it.

At this time, maybe it was intentional, or maybe it was just talking, the so-called last blade of Fengchen undoubtedly made Zhao Shuo doubtful, or fearful: because it was placed at the end, it could be the most powerful attack.

If this is the case, Zhao Shuo, who has already suffered losses under hundreds of blades, knows that he must deal with it carefully, no matter how stupid he is.

Of course, caution cannot be just an attitude, but more of an act, a kind of preparation, and a kind of prevention.

After all, even if it is a Doutian Seal, it is the same, when encountering some relatively powerful attack methods, it also takes a certain amount of preparation time to perform them perfectly. No matter how hard Zhao Shuo tried to shorten this time, the result would not change.

However, fortunately, Zhao Shuo's efforts were not in vain, or he really regretted not working hard. When the last blade of wind and dust came, Zhao Shuo was extremely glad that he had prepared, and because of this, he would not fail miserably under such a blade.

"Have you ever heard of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect?" is very similar to the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect, but unfortunately one is the name of the sect, and the other is the name of the move. And it's very strange that the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is not the move of the Ten Thousand Swords God Sect, and I don't even know where it is.

It seems to be just a heaven-level martial art in circulation, no one has mastered it, but it is known and yearned for by many sword practitioners.

Fengchen didn't use a sword, and neither did Zhao Shuo, so what's the point of saying this at this time? Zhao Shuo didn't understand.

After all, he is not the one who said this, and he has not even heard these four words, and he almost heard the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect, how can he understand?

But Fengchen understands, because the words come out of his mouth, and he doesn't understand the words, what do he do when he says it at such a time?

It can't be for questioning, then the only explanation is to explain, to explain one's next attack: the last edge.

"That, let me tell you, the so-called Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, it doesn't mean that all 10,000 swords are given to one person, that person is called Zong, and it doesn't mean that all 10,000 swords are classified into one category, let alone that all 10,000 swords hit one target, it's so simple!"

It's not really a verbal communication, because the speed can't catch up at all, and what Fengchen uses at the moment is just his eyes.

"What's that?" At the last moment, Zhao Shuo was also relaxed, because the next thing to do was to prepare everything in one blow, and choose the best moment, and send it out without reservation, without a trace of regret.

In this case, even if he is as calm as Zhao Shuo, he will not hesitate to give Fengchen a curious attitude to promote him to continue.

Even if he immediately regretted it after hearing this final answer, at least at this moment, he didn't think so.

Because of this, he was able to hear the words that made him not even continue to attack, and planned to give up.

"Haha, I didn't guess it, did I? I started a long time ago, and I couldn't figure it out, after all, no one told me what it meant, and it was really a bit troublesome for me to think about it on my own! But just now, I understood the answer to this question. ”

The last blade hung high, unremarkable, not even a fierce current, not even a trembling spiritual power, just so flat and suspended, not even a dangerous aura could not be emanated, as if there was no attack power at all.

But such a blade fell gently with the last words of the wind and dust, and at a slow speed, it fell, fell.

It wasn't until a certain moment that a certain boundary was penetrated that all camouflage was finally removed and the real fangs were exposed.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect, maybe it's not like that at all! Ten thousand swords, maybe it's not a sword at all, but ten thousand kinds of meaning. As for the so-called 10,000, it is just an imaginary number, which can be more or less. It can be ten thousand, it can be one, none of that matters. What really matters is that these meanings are all grouped together, fused together, and turned into a simple one, and this is the sutra. The so-called Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is just the final blow that bursts out by condensing all the previous ones, raising all the impurities, and absorbing all the advantages! Probably, it is more appropriate to call the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One, isn't it?" Feng Chen said softly.

Then, the corners of his mouth raised a slight smile: "Okay, this last blade, let me see, can you take it!"

Confident and looking forward to it.