1690 Nine Changes

In the ring, Fang Yun, who was originally full of confidence and could fight to a draw with Ling Yu, or even defeat the opponent's Shenxiao Sect.

His face was extremely ugly, twenty moves had passed, and he was completely passive.

The space to move around is getting smaller and smaller, and every time I make a move, I feel constrained, and the momentum is completely impossible to unleash.

The starting hand was suppressed, and his strength was more and more suppressed now.

This is a mutual competition, although the battle is quite fierce, but no matter what, it is not a real fight.

Some life-saving killing moves must not be able to be performed, you have others too, and if you make a life-saving killing move together like that, the consequences are really unpredictable.

After returning to the sect, he will inevitably be punished, which is the unwritten rule of each family to worship the sword.

If you can't use the life-saving killing move, you can't reverse the current situation, Ling Yu, who was angry, calmly didn't give Fang Yun any chance.

Steady and steady, it was another ten moves, and Fang Yun, who had been struggling to support for a long time, really couldn't hold on.

Revealing a big flaw, Ling Yu's eyes flashed with coldness, and he did not hesitate to make a decisive move.

The true meaning of the Heavenly Star Shattering Cloud Fist was displayed, and above the ring, a piece of starlight fell, clearing all the fairy clouds and mist in all directions of the ring.

Let everyone see clearly that Fang Yun of Shenxiao Gate was blown away by Ling Yu's punch, and he had no backhand.

"Good!"

The disciples of the Purple Flame Sect immediately cheered, no one expected that Ling Yu would win so easily.

"Senior Brother Ling, in just a few days, my strength has really improved a lot. ”

The disciple surnamed Lu, who had been defeated earlier, was slightly surprised, and between the corners of his eyebrows, there was a hint of joy.

They are all their own disciples, and of course Ling Yu is happy to have such strength.

The woman surnamed Bai, who had a delicate figure and a delicate face, said: "Little uncle, maybe it may not be, he will lose to that little thunder knife Feng Yu." ”

"Even if you don't win, it's enough to win the draw. ”

"Little Thunder Dao Feng Yu doesn't know where his Purple Thunder Seven Strikes have progressed. ”

Speaking of the Little Thunder Dao Feng Yu, the disciples of the Purple Flame Sect all showed a look of frustration.

Ling Yu is the future star of the Purple Yan Sect, with high talent and strong blood, and he can also worship Ye Zifeng's predecessors as teachers. He was willing to work hard, and at a young age, he became the first core disciple.

Many people feel that with his existence, the Purple Flame Sect will definitely be able to overpower the Shenxiao Gate in the future.

But no one could have imagined that Feng Yu in the Shenxiao Gate was unknown before the age of eighteen. As soon as he debuted, he set off a gust of wind in the entire Dongxuan Mountain.

It seemed to be an existence that naturally restrained Ling Yu, and since he appeared, it instantly overshadowed Ling Yu's limelight in Dongxuan Mountain.

Led by him, the core disciples of Shenxiao Sect have repeatedly come to the Ziyan Sect to worship Jian Feng and humiliate them again and again.

It is rumored that his teacher studied from the Thunder Knife to the sky, practiced the knife at the age of six, and realized the knife intent at the age of eight, and then was accepted by the Thunder Knife to the sky as a closed disciple.

It wasn't until two years ago that it began to show its prominence.

Eighteen years of obscurity, once he debuted, he was sharp, showing the domineering spirit of all the geniuses of the young generation who attended the Xuanshan Cave.

Get, the title of Little Thunder Knife.

Thunder Dao to the sky, like Ye Zifeng, is also ranked among the top ten swordsmen in the Tomb Sea.

Like Ye Zifeng, the Thunder Dao to the sky, in the position of Shenxiao Gate, is also the Taishang Elder who is like a Dinghai God Needle.

In addition to his sword path talent, which is particularly amazing, his comprehension in the way of thunder is also shocking.

The most important thing is that he also perfectly fused the two to reach the realm of sword and thunder.

In the past, Ling Yu, no matter how he progressed, was the last to lose in the hands of the other party.

But this time, Ling Yu easily defeated Fang Yun, but it made the core disciples of the Purple Yan Sect see a glimmer of hope.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry. ”

Fang Yun was embarrassed and defeated, and said in a low voice in front of the little thunder knife with some guilt.

Feng Yu was thoughtful, shook his head and said, "It's my fault, I misestimated his room for improvement." shouldn't remind you, you lost half of the momentum, and underestimated his strength. ”

"If you don't know anything at first, with a brave word, you won't be so embarrassed. Give you another chance, you won't be so embarrassed, it's not that you're not strong, don't think about it. ”

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with a light, what kind of little thunder knife is this, there is really something extraordinary.

Ling Yu looked angry and said in a deep voice, "Feng Yu, it's your turn." ”

"Don't worry, no matter how much you improve, you will always be pressed by me. ”

Feng Yu let out a long laugh, his figure flashed, and he fell into the ring in the air.

Rumble!

In an instant, the sky darkened, and endless thunderclouds converged on all directions towards the top of the ring.

The thunder is rolling, the sky is dark, lightning pierces the sky, and the wind and clouds change in a radius of a hundred miles.

"Will of Thunder!"

"He actually comprehended the will of thunder!"

Everyone was shocked, Feng Yu was only twenty-one years old, and he actually comprehended the will of thunder.

As soon as he appeared, everyone was surprised, and no one could have expected that he had already realized the will of thunder.

"Ling Yu, if you can take me three moves, you will win. I will personally remove the thunder from your body for your senior brother and sister. ”

Feng Yu's face was calm, holding a long knife, and he said lightly.

Nine moves?

Ling Yu's face changed slightly, he only needed to take nine moves, this Feng Yu was really a little too underestimating himself.

"After three moves, within three years, I will not go to the Purple Flame Sect again. ”

Feng Yu's face remained unchanged and continued.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar. Over the years, every time Feng Yu led the team to worship Jianfeng, it was a torture for the disciples of the Ziyan Sect.

Now I decided that it would not come in the future.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth, this guy was really a good calculation.

Two months later, it was time for the Demon Battlefield to open, and it only took nine moves to seriously injure Ling Yu. If it can't enter the demon battlefield, it will miss a great opportunity.

will completely lose the opportunity to catch up with the little thunder knife Feng Yu. Once and for all, why bother, come over to the Purple Yan Sect every few months to fight Ling Yu.

Many of the core disciples of the Purple Flame Sect were also a little nervous at the moment, not knowing how Ling Yu would answer.

On the one hand, he wanted to think of Uncle Ling Yu and promised the other party to fight for them, the core disciples of the sect.

On the other hand, he was afraid that Feng Yu would play some conspiracy, and he was worried.

"Okay, I promise you. ”

Ling Yu's eyes flickered for a moment, and he made a decisive decision, he was also unconvinced in his heart, he didn't believe in himself, and he couldn't even catch the other party's three moves.

"One move!"

Sonorous!

Seeing the sword light flickering, Feng Yun's scabbard flew out of thin air, turning into a purple thunder light, and shot towards Ling Yu.

In the sky, there was a heavy sound of thunder, thunder, and sound shook all directions!

Ling Yu's face sank, he didn't choose to retreat, he raised his hand and blasted out.

Bang!

The fist and the scabbard communicated, Ling Yu's body shook slightly, he snorted, and took a few steps back, and his momentum suddenly dissipated a lot.

The scabbard faintly triggered the thunder of the Quartet, and the power contained was beyond Ling Yu's imagination.

"Two moves!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Feng Yu, bullying him forward, and his steps changed. With every step, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, and under the light of electricity, Feng Yu's figure suddenly disappeared, only nine sword lights, constantly shining.

Nine changes in the sky!

Ling Yu was taken aback, he really didn't expect that Feng Yu had actually cultivated a Shenxiao Gate, a stunt that was extremely difficult to practice.

In the worship of Jianfeng, all the disciples of the Purple Flame Sect were also stunned.

"It's not good, junior brother is in danger!"

"Shenxiao Nine Changes, he actually practiced Shenxiao Nine Changes!"

Until now, everyone has woken up like a dream, no wonder he, Feng Yu, dared to say that he defeated Ling Yu in three moves, it turned out that he had practiced the Nine Transformations of Shenxiao.

I saw that above the ring, Feng Yu's figure disappeared, and nine sword lights stabbed towards Ling Yu from one direction.

Every sword light was driven, and countless lightning bolts were launched.

The entire sky completely became dark, and this divine sky changed nine times, not just as simple as the sword light being divided into nine and the figure disappearing.

What's even more terrifying is that every piece of sword light attracts the thunder of heaven and derives a boundless and violent vision.

"What should I do, I can block up to six sword lights!"