Feng Jie was already on the verge of running out of oil at this time, but as a crowned swordsman, the few retention skills on his body made him an existence that could hardly die as long as he was not directly eliminated in one breath.

Whether it is the continuation of the battle at the highest level, or the innate internal strength that cannot determine the level, it guarantees that even if Feng Jie still has one breath, he will definitely not die.

And the monk's face is also gray now, and it is obvious that the depressed expression on his face can be seen...... If Feng Jie has reached the verge of running out of oil, then the monk is definitely not much better, and his situation is even worse than Feng Jie......

The Eight Dragon Divine Flames need to be used with the Nine Brahmans Divine Seal, and one blow needs to be transformed into a hundred years of cultivation...... This hundred-year cultivation has to be cultivated by the monk little by little, and the monk's own foundation can only have hundreds of years?

This is not the same concept as the price and consequences that Feng Jie needs to pay, Feng Jie is equivalent to empty blood and empty blue at most, and the monk is based on empty blood and empty blue, and he also cleared his own level......

That is to say, before the monk returns to the main god space, even if he recovers from his injuries, his own strength will be greatly reduced, and even many martial arts will not be able to be used again, even if he is forcibly used, he will definitely be less powerful than before.

Like now...... The monk no longer has the golden bell shield to protect his body, and if Feng Jie wants to kill him, it will be really easy. Monk Ke didn't have the terrifying life-saving means of Qin Tian or Hao Xian, if he was beheaded, he would definitely die.

Feng Jie said: "You lost...... Surrender. ”

In the end, Feng Jie still couldn't bear the pain of the killer...... In any case, the monk is also another himself, and he also has great hardships.

The monk smiled faintly and said: "I didn't expect that the eight dragon divine fires would not be able to kill you, but if you insist on not killing me, this spaceship will soon hit the earth, and if you don't want to destroy this spaceship, it will really be too late." ”

Feng Jie frowned and said, "The Eight Dragon Divine Fire is a trick to subdue demons, and I don't have any demonic energy on my body, nor have I practiced the Demon Dao Exercises, so the power of the Eight Dragon Divine Fire on me is naturally greatly reduced." As for not killing you...... Do you really want to die that much? I don't remember how weak I was! Since you intend to entrust Qin Tian and Ai Qing to me, why don't you take care of them personally? ”

The monk smiled faintly, shook his head, and said, "You still say that I am weak...... Aren't you just as soft-hearted? You really don't want to kill me? ”

Feng Jie's face sank, and he said, "What if I really don't kill you?" My current strength has recovered fifty percent, and it only takes a few more moments for my strength to be fully restored. ”

The monk looked at Feng Jie with a smile on his face, but the expression on his face was even calmer, I don't know why, seeing the monk's expression, Feng Jie felt a little nervous in his heart for no reason.

The monk smiled and said, "Do you really think you're going to eat me?" ”

Feng Jie said with a cold face: "What do you think? I wouldn't mind knocking you out first and then throwing you on the Queen's flagship. ”

The monk shook his head and said, "You won't do that...... Because I'm not going to let you do that. ”

"Will I do this, but it's not up to you to decide......" Feng Jie's words showed a threatening meaning, he himself is a person with a strong personality, even if he is facing himself in another world, how can he easily compromise with him?

When the monk heard this, he immediately smiled again and said, "If you can be a little stronger...... Maybe everything will be different. It's a pity that you're not strong enough, so ...... You can't stop me. ”

When he heard the monk's words, Feng Jie's heart suddenly chuckled, and then, his hand turned faster than his thoughts, just subconsciously...... Feng Jie had already made a move, but he wanted to knock the monk unconscious.

If this idea was just when he first met a monk, Feng Jie would definitely not think about it, it would be more difficult than killing the monk. However, now that the monk is close to running out of oil, even if he himself faints immediately, Feng Jie will not be surprised, so ...... In the end, Feng Jie still has some sympathy for the monk and wants to save him instead of killing him, even if he knows that the monk has the will to die.

However......

A sound of gold and iron resonated as soon as it sounded, Feng Jie's sword was swinged, but the monk's figure was floating away......

Feng Jie was stunned...... He was shocked by the monk, so he could only watch the monk's figure drift away in such a daze, and even forgot to pursue.

The speed at which the monk retreated was extremely fast, almost in the moment of a few breaths, the monk's figure had crossed a distance of dozens of kilometers and landed on an intact spaceship structure again, which was as fast as space shuttle.

Feng Jie's figure also fell to his side as the monk fell, and then Feng Jie looked at the monk with a look of disbelief and said, "You...... Hiding your cultivation? ”

The monk shook his head and said, "The poor monk has never hidden his strength. ”

Feng Jie said angrily: "Then how do you explain the sword qi you just now?" Don't tell me...... You're not a sword cultivator! ”

That's right...... The sound of gold and iron just now, the power that swept Feng Jie's Nanming away from the fire sword was a sword qi! Moreover, Feng Jie also felt an unimaginably high realm from it, almost no less than his sword intent.

When the monk saw Feng Jie angry, he also smiled and said, "Didn't the poor monk tell you?" Although the poor monks have always used Buddhist martial arts, they ...... Before the poor monk was ordained, he also carried a sword. ”

Feng Jie was silent, looking at the monk, his meaning was obvious, he wanted the monk to give him a reasonable explanation, before Feng Jie poured out his heart and lungs to him, and almost told the monk everything that should be said and should not be said. And the monk actually hid something from him? It's not interesting either.

The monk sighed and said, "It's not that the poor monk has something to hide, but because you don't want to kill me...... Then that's all I have to do......"

"After the poor monk met me with the clone that time, he learned from the pain, and after he went back, he practiced martial arts more diligently, and then he also exchanged for a weapon suitable for himself...... Since then, I have been practicing swords. Because I found that I had to pick up a sword to protect my companion behind me. And then, until the day my hometown was destroyed, I ...... He threw away his sword again. Because I found that even if I was holding a sword, I still couldn't protect my loved ones around me......"

The monk closed his eyes, but his words made Feng Jie's heart suffer a huge impact...... For what did he lift the sword in his hand? It is to protect the partners around them, to protect them who are closer than their relatives...... And what if they can't protect it? That...... Was it really necessary for him to pick up the sword?

The monk shook his head slowly and said, "You still have a chance...... Don't learn from me. ”

"Learn from you? Abandon the sword and practice Buddha? Feng Jie looked at the monk coldly, as if he was looking at himself, although to some extent, the monk was indeed himself.

"Why did you pick it up again when you abandoned it?" Feng Jie asked lightly.

The monk spread out his hand and said, "Do I have a sword in my hand?" ”

Feng Jie pointed to the location of the monk's heart and said, "That'...... Is there a sword there? ”

"No ......" The monk shook his head, as if emphasizing, and pointed to his heart, "Here...... There were no swords for a long time. ”

The expression on Feng Jie's face became solemn, as if he was seeing a monk for the first time, and looked at him seriously...... Then, he nodded at him and said, "High realm." ”

The monk smiled and said, "That...... Where's your sword? ”

Feng Jie also smiled and said, "I'm ...... The sword is there. ”

The monk clasped his palms together, nodded at Feng Jie, and said the same thing as him: "High realm." ”

Feng Jie closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes...... It's like a college entrance examination student who is about to enter the examination room, and in this way, he can relieve the major exam that is facing the first turning point in his life.

"I'd love to know your ways...... What is it? The Nan Mingli Fire Sword in Feng Jie's hand let out a slight chirp, which was the excitement in Feng Jie's heart and incidentally affected the Nan Mingli Fire Sword, making it can't help but let out the sound of the sword.

The monk clasped his palms together unchanged, looking at Feng Jie calmly, different from Feng Jie's excitement, he was like a meditative old monk who saw through life, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, he would not change color.

For Feng Jie, it is a very interesting and lucky thing to be able to fight with a martial artist...... After all, after fighting with various other powerhouses, Feng Jie still felt ...... Competing with martial artists is the biggest promotion of his martial arts, but the difference between ordinary masters and air in Feng Jie's eyes is not much bigger, and the battle with the monk is definitely the most enjoyable battle since Feng Jie was resurrected as a heroic spirit.

And now...... changed from a warrior's battle to a kendo battle, which made Feng Jie even more excited...... How many years, how many years, since he entered the Martial Heavenly Dao twice, Feng Jie has never met an opponent who can compete with him in the way of the sword!

"Attention......" Feng Jie said in a low voice.

The monk clasped his palms together, and his complexion remained unchanged.

The next moment...... With a sword and stab, Nan Ming left the fire sword, turned into a divine sword condensed by Haoran righteousness, and stabbed at the monk with a sword!

However, the monk is not dodging or dodging, of course, he is now unable to cast the golden bell jar, and his skill has reached the lowest point in history.

However, the monk's performance was beyond Feng Jie's imagination.

"Heart Sword...... Open. ”

The monk read these words lightly, and the next moment, the Haoran giant sword disappeared, and Nan Ming was hovering in mid-air from the fire sword, only ten centimeters away from the monk's face, but he couldn't stab it anymore.

Feng Jie's move, sword and stab, was originally intended to test the monk, but now he finally determined that the monk was ......

"You, you have really reached the realm of [nothing]."

Feng Jie was indignant, the way of the sword is broad and profound, the realm of emptiness is already the pinnacle of the sword, and the realm of nothingness is even higher than the realm of emptiness.

Because the realm of emptiness is the realm where the way of the sword has no stagnation in external objects, and everything in heaven and earth can be the realm of the sword. At the beginning, Feng Jie was in the world of Jin Yong's heroes, and the five realms of solitude and defeat encountered in the sword mound...... The realm that Dugu achieved in his later years is the realm of emptiness, that is, the realm of no sword is better than a sword.

And the realm of monks ...... It is still above that, it is another sword dao peak that Feng Jie does not dare to ask for, another sword god realm.

The monk's [sword] is not only free from external objects, but even the moves have been abandoned......

Monks who have reached this realm, regardless of whether they have a sword in their ...... For him, it doesn't matter anymore.

The monk put his palms together, and also praised Feng Jie, saying: "If the poor monk is 'nothing', then you should be 'unlimited'." ”

Feng Jie and the monk did take a completely different path, entering the Martial Heavenly Dao twice, it was an opportunity that the monk had never had, in the Martial Heavenly Dao, Feng Jie and the infinite martial artist who left his name in the multiverse have both fought, and won the battle...... Not only did he hone his own kendo in the process, but he also absorbed the lifelong learning of those martial artists, with Feng Jie's martial arts cultivation, I am afraid that the entire multiverse will recognize the second, and no one will dare to recognize the first.

However, martial arts cultivation is not equal to strength, Feng Jie's sword path can change in thousands of ways, and the Sword Nine Style he created with great effort has the power to destroy the world and destroy the world, even if it is Feng Jie, in fact, he has not been able to truly bring out the full power of the Sword Nine Style, there is only one reason...... His own strength is not enough.

Therefore, Feng Jie will say, "I am here, the sword is there." ”

Because, Feng Jie himself ...... It can already be regarded as the existence of the sword itself, and such a realm, no matter which world it is placed in, is enough to obtain the honorific title of "Sword God".

Feng Jie and Monk, the two of them have diametrically opposed swordsmanship, but they have both reached the realm of "god".

If the two want to separate the winner and loser, it should also be between one move......

"One move?" Feng Jie asked.

The monk nodded and said, "There is only one trick." ”

"Then I'll strike first......" Feng Jie understood that the monk could also be said to have no strength to make a second move, so he took the initiative to attack and save a little strength for the monk.

"Please...... Just come on. The monk clasped his palms together and slowly closed his eyes.

Feng Jie no longer thinks about how to leave a life for the monk at this moment, in this level of sword technique, if Feng Jie releases water, it is not only insulting the monk, but also looking for death for himself!

Since the monk has to drag Feng Jie into the water to this point, then Feng Jie ...... Naturally, there is only one wish to fulfill the monk's only wish!

"Sword Peerless!"

Among the nine styles of the sword, the magic sword completely created by Feng Jie has never appeared since it was summoned, and at this moment, Feng Jie finally offered it for the great opponent in front of him!

And the monk slowly opened his eyes at the moment when he made a move......

"Heart Sword...... Extinguish! ”

As soon as the magic sword that shattered the space came out, the monk's body seemed to turn into a mirror full of cracks at this moment, however, the next moment...... Feng Jie's body also appeared exactly the same as that of the monk, and the two of them all turned into a mirror that was about to be broken at this moment.

Immediately after that...... "mirror" shattered, and countless space debris drifted away, and after the space debris dispersed.

Feng Jie and the monk......

It's completely gone.

(End of chapter)