Feng Shuo listened to the conversation between Lou Tingyu and Lin Ke word for word, and said secretly in his heart: "The relationship between Lou Tingyu and Zang Feng is by no means ordinary, and I didn't investigate it thoroughly before." It doesn't matter, after today's war, there is no hidden edge in the world. ”

Seeing Lou Tingyu's rather disappointed return, a wave of jealousy flashed in Feng Shuo's eyes, and he said, "Since he is so ignorant of current affairs, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Lou listened to the rain and stopped, and in the end, he didn't say a word.

signed the contract of life and death, hung the celebrity score card in the ring, and Feng Shuo stepped on a ball of vitality and climbed up.

The atmosphere in the Palace of Famous Heroes was pushed to the peak at this moment.

White Emperor City, and even the entire White Tribulation Star, countless pairs of eyes, through the original mirror, stared at the two people in the ring. Since it is a life-and-death battle, it means that only one of them can go on alive.

It seems cruel, but for the spectators, it feels very exciting.

"Zang Feng, Zang Feng, the power of the Ghost Palace in the White Emperor City, because of you, is almost destroyed. Now, at last, it's time to settle accounts with you. ”

Feng Shuo's eyes were full of strong killing intent.

Lin Ke said: "You have finally stepped into the celebrity ring, then we will settle all the grievances here." ”

"You're still planning to fight me to the death?"

Feng Shuo is full of contempt, and he is absolutely confident in his current strength.

Lin Ke said: "How amazing do you think it is to break through to the fourteenth heaven of the Great Martial Scripture? ”

"What do you mean?" Feng Shuo put away his smile, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Lin Ke didn't say more, his arms slowly spread out, and he took a deep breath in his mouth.

Suddenly, with his body as the center, a circle of heaven and earth vitality ripples appeared, gushing out of the ring, and then spread to the outside of the Mingxia Palace, spreading to streets and alleys......

In an instant, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a radius of two hundred miles trembled.

In Lin Ke's body, a bright pillar of vitality light burst out, piercing straight into the sky, releasing a strong vitality fluctuation.

"Little junior brother actually ...... actually broke through the realm......" Li Zhiqing's beautiful eyes opened wide, full of incredible looks.

Guo Bing's expression relaxed, and he laughed loudly: "I see, I see, it turns out that Zangfeng's cultivation has long reached the edge of breaking through the realm, but he has been suppressing the realm and has not broken through." ”

"Why would he do that?" A martial artist of the Primordial Chamber of Commerce asked puzzled.

Guo Bingdao: "If he breaks through the realm at the beginning, what if Feng Shuo is afraid of his strength and shouldn't fight?" ”

"This little junior brother is too fine!" Li Zhiqing snorted.

Qing Lingxiu smiled meaningfully: "This little junior brother has always claimed that he is a body refining martial artist, and now, he finally can't hide it!" Refining the body and cultivating martial arts have reached the point of excellence, and the combat power that has erupted is really exciting. ”

Zang Feng broke through the realm, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi he induced reached a radius of two hundred miles, naturally many people were happy, and of course, there were many people whose faces became stiff and pale.

Among them, Feng Shuo in the ring.

No longer waiting, Feng Shuo pulled out a purple-black long sword, dragged out a long sword, and slashed straight towards Lin Ke's waist and abdomen.

"Huh!"

He wanted to take advantage of Lin Ke's cultivation before it was completely consolidated, and he would take a step to divide life and death and victory and defeat. Otherwise, it would be very disadvantageous to him, because he is now Feng Shuo, and the method of the Ghost Palace that he cultivates cannot be used.

The vitality in Lin Ke's heart grew rapidly, from one hundred and sixty zhang to one hundred and eighty zhang, one hundred and ninety......

Moreover, the quality of the vitality is also repeatedly condensed and becomes more refined.

Seeing the sword blade slashed by Feng Shuo, Lin Ke was not shocked, and said, "Are you scared?" ”

As he spoke, Lin Ke clenched his fist with the five fingers of his right hand, and as the imprint in the bronze fist was activated, the power of wind and fire emerged.

A punch blasted out, colliding with the purple-black three-star weapon battle sword.

"Bang!"

Lin Ke took twelve steps back, his legs sank, and he stabilized his body, and then, he inspired eighteen refining imprints all over his body, like eighteen round shields of light, arranged all over his body.

Feng Shuo knew that Lin Ke's realm had not yet completely broken through.

Therefore, he quickly changed his tactics and changed the slash to a thorn.

A sword broke through the air, emitting a sharp sword roar, like a streamer phantom, and instantly stabbed in front of Lin Ke's body.

"The rain is coming and the wind is stopping."

Lin Ke snorted lightly, and suddenly around his body, the wind was raging.

In the next moment, all the wind power, including the air in the ring of the famous heroes, was all pumped by Lin Ke and gathered in his fist.

Feng Shuo only felt that the fist, as if it had a suction force, was pulling his body and sword, and the whole person fell forward uncontrollably, as if he was about to fall into the abyss of hell.

"This is mortal law, Wind Fist?"

Feng Shuo frowned, quickly put away his sword, and quickly retreated backwards.

As soon as he retreated, Lin Ke rushed forward, and all the power in his fist burst out. The air that had been pumped away burst open in an instant, emitting a thunderous sound.

Feng Shuo held the sword in both hands, and stimulated the flame in the sword body, and wisps of flame wrapped his body, forming a flame bell.

The fist and the flame bell collided.

"Hum—"

It seems that the heavenly bell of the ancient temple rings, and the sound shocks the spectators in the famous palace, their eardrums hurt, and they are dizzy.

Feng Shuo burst back one after another, falling to the edge of the ring.

The three life division referees forgot to explain, but instead whispered at each other, discussing the mortal method "Wind Fist", how could it burst out with such terrifying power?

"Wind Fist is by no means simple, maybe it is a Hinayana master's method, but the meridian movement diagram is missing. And Zang Feng happened to get its meridian flow diagram, so he fully exerted its power. ”

"Before the fist was hit, the surrounding air was pumped away, and even the Hinayana Master Dharma was not so mysterious, it was a little weird."

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The thickness of the vitality in Lin Ke's heart reached two hundred and twenty zhang, and he completely entered the twelfth heaven of the blood sea scroll.

However, Fengshuo, who broke through to the fourteenth heaven of the "Great Martial Sutra", had a thickness of five hundred and eighty zhang, which was still more than twice that of Lin Ke.

"Again."

Feng Shuo's arm shook, and wisps of flame patterns gushed out from the purple-black long sword.

With a slight wave in the air, the flame patterns around the sword body converged, condensing into a flame river more than ten meters long, with dozens of sword qi, shuttling in the flame river.

Someone in the audience exclaimed: "Hinayana Master Dharma, Twelve Swords of the River." ”

"The Twelve Swords of the River are the mastery of Fengshuo. It's a pity that since the beginning of the Famous Heroes Club, it has not been fully displayed. Even Xu Dayu only forced him to use the sixth sword, which was a fiasco. ”

"It is said that the Twelve Swords of the River are the law of the first sect sword sect in the world."

The first sect of the White Tribulation Star was not the Xuanjing Sect, but the Sword Sect.

However, the Sword Sect was broken by the Demon Alliance, and most of the strong were killed and injured, and later it was divided into four, evolving into the current Southern Sword Sect, Northern Sword Sect, East Sword Sect, and Western Sword Sect.

Even so, among the four major sword sects, the Northern Sword Sect and the Western Sword Sect were still ranked second among the top ten sects of the White Tribulation Star.

It can be seen from this how powerful the Sword Sect was before it was divided.

"The first sword of the river, on the river of smoke and rain."

With Feng Shuo's sword momentum, a river of flame sword qi more than ten meters long surged towards Lin Ke, erupting with an astonishing momentum.

Lin Ke went all out to mobilize his vitality, and once again a wind punch was struck, colliding with the river of flame sword qi.

"Boom."

The river of flame sword qi shattered, and most of the sword qi was shattered.

However, there was still some sword qi that penetrated Lin Ke's body protection shield and body refining brand, and hit his body. The illusion cloak and the white dragon robe simultaneously appeared with a layer of defensive light, dissolving those already weakened sword qi into invisibility.

"The second sword of the river, watching the clouds under the willows."

Feng Shuo held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and with the momentum of opening the mountain and breaking the river, a sword slashed straight towards Lin Ke.

The sword qi was like a weeping willow by the river, densely packed, with almost no gaps.

The so-called Venerable Master's Dharma is divided into five levels: the Low-level Venerable Master's Dharma, the Intermediate Venerable Master's Dharma, the High-level Venerable Master's Dharma, the Hinayana Venerable Master's Dharma, and the Mahayana Venerable Master's Dharma.

That's because the Venerable Master's Dharma at each level can amplitude the combat power of a martial artist to different heights.

Here's an example:

A martial artist who does not practice the Venerable Master's Dharma can only exert ten percent of his combat power at most.

He has cultivated the low-level master's method, but he can make the martial artist exert twelve percent of his combat power.

Cultivating the middle-level master's method can make the martial artist exert fifteen percent of his combat power.

The high-level master's method can double the combat power of a warrior.

The power of the Hinayana Master's human method can increase the combat power of the martial artist to more than twice or even higher.

Feng Shuo has cultivated the twelve swords of the river to the fullest, and it is exactly like this, once it is displayed, it is like incarnating a kendo master, and the more you fight, the stronger you become.

Even if he is an old generation powerhouse in the fifteenth heaven of the "Great Martial Sutra", it is estimated that he will have to be hated under the twelve swords of the river.

In an instant, Feng Shuo in the ring had already attacked five swords, one sword was stronger than the other, and the sword qi was like a wave of water, rising higher and higher, so that Lin Ke could only defend passively, completely at a disadvantage.

"Boom."

His sixth sword attack finally broke through the defense of the Wind Fist, and the blade of the sword slashed through Lin Ke's sleeve, cutting off a small piece of the white dragon martial robe.

This sword can be described as thrilling to the extreme.

Just one trace was missing from cutting off Lin Ke's arm.

Qing Lingxiu had some understanding of the secrets of the Wind Fist, and used the Yuan Qi Transmission Voice to Li Zhiqing, saying: "Zang Feng has only cultivated the eighteen refining body imprints, and can only exert the Wind Fist to the level of the high-level master's method, and it is already quite powerful to be able to support it under the Twelve Swords of the Wind Shuo River for so long. ”

"Doesn't it mean that Zang Feng is still going to lose to Feng Shuo?" Li Zhiqing said.

"No, have you forgotten Zangfeng's Wind and Rain Technique? It was just one move and eight styles, and it took Xie Zhi and Bai Yuntian a whole day to break the move. Qing Lingxiu smiled elegantly and charmingly.

Sure enough, in the ring, Lin Ke retreated to the side of the iron box containing Fang Tian's painting halberd.

"Bang."

With a kick on the iron box, the box weighing more than 10,000 catties flew up, and at the same time, Fang Tian's painting halberd fell out of it, emitting a crimson flame brilliance.

Grabbing Fang Tian's painting halberd, Lin Ke's white hair flew, and the momentum of the whole person became domineering and aggressive, and the halberd swung out, just in time to catch up with the chasing Feng Shuo.

Fang Tian's halberd bent the purple-black long sword in Feng Shuo's hand, as if it had turned into a bow.

With a "bang", Feng Shuo flew out upside down, his body flipped three times in mid-air, and after falling to the ground, he retreated more than ten steps in a row, almost stepping into the air and falling under the ring.

(End of chapter)