Chapter 1373, a sword powerhouse!

There is no covering, and the black clouds are rolling—

There are no landslides and tsunamis, and the stars are lost—

There is no broken void, the galaxy is broken-

didn't even have the strength to whirre, let alone turn into thousands of sword shadows-

His sword stabbed out like that, like a child playing at home.

A sword is still a sword, a man is still a man.

The human sword is not unified. The sword also did not exude a sharp sword aura.

Strangely, the smile on the emperor's face became more and more intense, as if he had found a treasure mountain.

"The god of war in the East lives up to his name." The Emperor laughed maniacally.

His hands were clasped together, as if a boy was worshipping Guanyin.

His right foot stepped forward, and Heshi's hands slammed straight into the blade of the sword in Fu Fengxue's hand.

Fu Fengxue is slow.

He wasn't moving fast either.

The two of them are like playing 'Lang Qing Concubine Yi Sword', or the slow motion in the movie.

One stabs in slow motion, the other slams the sword with his hand, what is he going to do?

This is the thought in the minds of all the viewers. Such a counterattack looks no different from suicide.

Even, some people will think in their hearts: These two guys can't be acting, right?

One shouted with a wild laugh: The Eastern God of War is worthy of his name.

The other said coldly: The emperor of the king, domineering and invincible.

Then, whoever throws a broken shoe can knock down two peerless masters-

Zheng reaffirmed that the person who harbored such bad thoughts was not Qin Luo.

If an ordinary person saw someone using a pair of fleshy palms to pinch his sword, he would definitely stab him harder, at least stabbing his palm into a bloody hole.

However, Fu Fengxue's reaction was different from ordinary people.

He didn't use the old move, the long sword stabbed halfway, and when he saw the emperor's hands outstretched, he took a step back with his left foot and changed the stab to sharpen.

Whew-

The speed of this sword suddenly increased infinitely, and it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

And the emperor took a step back, and the two sides again turned into a state of confrontation.

"Why are they moving so slowly?" The more he looked at it, the more confused he became. Where is this competition between two peerless masters? It's clear that two guys who don't go into the stream are playing at home.

This time, even Qin Luo couldn't understand it.

There was no sound from the big head, and there was no squeak from the left.

Jesus pondered for a while and said, "I have seen Fu Lao make a move, domineering and invincible. When he faced the emperor, he suddenly became so soft that it was incomprehensible—"

Of this group, Jesus was the most powerful. Even he didn't understand it, and the others couldn't see it clearly.

In their impression, the master's moves are all in the dark, landslides and tsunamis. Today, these two masters are really not masters.

You can't blame them for not being able to read it. Because they haven't reached this level yet.

Just to the limit, it's yīn soft.

Fu Fengxue was known for his fierceness, and so was the emperor.

The two exploded with explosives, this is a fight, not a fight.

And Fu Fengxue used the 'yīn move' as soon as he got started, proving that he had murderous intentions. I want to kill the emperor as quickly as possible.

The first opportunity was occupied by Fu Fengxue, and the emperor could only use soft moves to counterattack.

As a result, this feels strange in the eyes of onlookers, and it feels that it is not enough to look good.

"You're going to lose." The emperor looked at Fu Fengxue with a smile and said.

Fu Fengxue's face was full of waves, and she restrained her mood swings.

"You're in a hurry to kill me. So you're going to lose. "The emperor naturally won't let go of the opportunity to disturb Fu Fengxue's state of mind." You are anxious because you have no faith. I'm having fun fighting. ”

Fu Fengxue still didn't answer, and let him talk to himself.

The wind continues to blow and the sun continues to rise.

The oval of the goose yolk is rendered in red ink and slowly turns into a crimson sè.

It was still under their feet just now, and in the blink of an eye, it was already above their heads.

The wind is refreshing, rì out of the East, this was originally a place suitable for romance and #love.

It's a pity that these people are violent and use this beautiful scenery for fighting.

"I've waited so long and walked so far, how can I easily decide life and death? Fu Fengxue, let's have fun with me first. The Emperor laughed and was arrogant.

"You were the main attack just now, and now you take my punch." As he spoke, his figure had moved.

No, it's already gone.

No one saw his trajectory, and no one saw his figure clearly.

Yes. I can't even see a shadow.

However, the distance of five or six meters was fleeting, and when he reappeared, he was already one step away in front of Fu Fengxue.

He stretched out his hand sharply and slammed a punch into Fu Fengxue's chest.

Hiss –

It was as if the air around the fist had been torn apart, and it was as if the power of the punch had distorted the space in front of it.

The man went from far to far, and the fist grew from small to big.

It was like a hammer made of flesh palms, and it smashed into Fu Fengxue's chest.

Once hit, the flesh and blood must be blurred, and the internal organs must be destroyed.

Such an attack turned out to be 'have fun with me first' in the emperor's mouth.

Fu Fengxue also moved.

His feet did not move, but the man bounced high, as if he had a spring under his feet.

As he leaped upward, he slashed diagonally from top to bottom with a sword in his right hand.

Hiss –

The same hissing sound, the same cutting through the air around it.

Moreover, the silver-white sword body just now turned into a fiery red sè. It's like they've just been thrown into a blazing fire.

Hiss –

The hem of Fu Fengxue's robe was injured by the fist wind, as if it had been cut by sharp scissors, and fell from the calf. And the emperor's blazer also lost half a sleeve.

Boom Boom –

What's even more exaggerated is that there is a big stone behind the place where Fu Fengxue was standing just now. The boulder was hit by the fist wind, cracking out a series of gaps from the inside to the outside, and it disintegrated and fell to the ground as soon as it was blown by the wind.

And behind the emperor, the hard rocky ground was cut out by the sword qi into a narrow but extremely deep long groove. It can be seen from this that Fu Fengxue's sword qi has been condensed to the extent of concentration.

"Happy." The Emperor roared. Reaching out and gently tugging, the white suit on his body turned into rags, falling from his body one by one. When it is blown by the wind, it flies and hovers in the air, like catkins by the river in March.

Now, he wears a white shirt that is more convenient for movement, and his figure is well-proportioned, and the strong muscles in his chest hold the shirt high up. It looks very xìng.

Fu Fengxue fell from the sky, holding a sword in one hand, standing silently.

The emperor was the strongest enemy he had ever seen in his life, so he also had the most cautious attitude in his life.

The emperor can go mad, that's his style.

His style is cautious. Caution. Be cautious.

Only by finding the most suitable way to fight can you exert your maximum power.

The emperor was found. Fu Fengxue also found it.

These are two typical cases of masters. The same talent, but the fighting style is diametrically opposed.

"Fu Fengxue, take out all your strength." The Emperor roared loudly, like a child in a state of agitation.

His body moved again, and after two steps, the man bounced high into the air.

And he was still running in mid-air, as if he was stepping on something.

What's even more amazing is that not only did he not fall, but he also ran faster and faster, quickly rushing to the top of Fu Fengxue's head.

"Oh my God." Redgaret exclaimed. He couldn't believe what was happening. "Is he still human?"

No one treats the emperor as a human being.

Some called him a monster. Of course, there are people who call him God.

He stood at a distance of more than three meters above Fu Fengxue's head, and then his body suddenly spun around.

His feet turned into two propellers, and as long as he touched slightly, he could grind Fu Fengxue's head into a meatloaf.

Tornado!

One of the Emperor's Masters.

Because of his amazing bouncing power and even more amazing motor nerves, his tornado is almost unsolvable.

There is no way to avoid it, and there is nowhere to run. His powerful ability to stay in the air allows him to move with your transfers.

Fu Fengxue was not panicked and did not move.

His hair was blown away by the strong wind, and the ribbon that tied his hair was blown away and fluttered in the air.

The muscles on his face were twisted by the air current, his eyes were crooked, his nose was crooked, and he couldn't open his eyes.

But he stood still.

It's closer—

It's closer—

He finally moved. Raise the long sword in one hand.

A sword!