Chapter Seventy-One: The Battle of the Strong

'Bang'

Huang Cong's fists smashed accurately on the two flying knives, and the huge force made him take several steps back, and the flying knives were not shaken off, but only shifted their direction and shot towards the two big trees next to them, and suddenly, the sawdust flew away and turned into powder in the knife qi.

Shangguan Duanmu's body also shook, after all, the two flying knives were controlled by his Yuan Force, and at this time, he was shocked by Huang Cong's huge force and shifted his direction, and his body also followed.

Both of them stared at each other after the blow, knowing that it had just been a temptation.

With a wave of Shangguan Duanmu's hand, suddenly the nine flying knives on his waist were suspended in the air, although they were only nine knives, but each one flashed with a strange cold light, and on the blade of the flying knife, they all emitted a brilliant sword, and there was no doubt about the huge energy contained in it, with the movement of Shangguan Duanmu's fingers, the nine flying knives shot up irregularly in the air, each flying knife was extremely fast, making a burst of sound piercing the air, and the space seemed to be about to shatter.

Huang Cong had already determined at this time that the other party's cultivation was only above him, not below him, and it was obvious that the other party had broken through to the primary stage of Martial Monarch.

Among the Eastern martial artists, the masters of the martial monarch level are more harmonious in the use of the exposed Yuan force, so that the sword qi released from the body will also be more tangible and spiritual, of course, the sword qi out of the body has also become a broad concept, not only limited to the sword qi, including the sword qi.

Many people can't get through that hurdle even if they reach middle age, it's like a blood wolf, he has reached the level of the Great Perfection of Martial Generals a long time ago, but he has never been able to break through the realm of Wujun, so if you want to cross that hurdle, you not only need to work hard, but also chance.

Although Huang Cong is already at the level of the Great Perfection of Martial Arts, and his real combat power is also a super master among his peers, he still has a certain realm with Wu Jun, that is, the use of Yuan Force.

Without any hesitation, he shouted, and the thin Yuan Force in his body suddenly spread, every piece of flesh and blood was squeezing wildly, his hair was windless and automatic, and the fallen leaves on the ground had been lifted clean by this fluctuating force, and at this time, he had to take these nine flying knives in the strongest state.

Shangguan Duanmu said coldly: "You are really strong, it can be said that you are the one who gives me the most dangerous feeling within the level of a military general, and you finally didn't disappoint me, come on!"

Huang Cong said: "You are very conceited!"

Shangguan Duanmu said: "When I was at the level of a military general, there were not many people who could be regarded as opponents by me, so I often challenged people who were higher than me, so I also believe that you have the strength to challenge me today, today is really an exciting day." ”

Although he didn't laugh, his voice was cold, but there was excitement in his eyes.

Huang Cong secretly shouted badly, this guy is obviously a martial arts maniac, he doesn't care about the other party's cultivation at all, and treats them as his opponents one by one, if that's the case, he also thinks too highly of himself, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle today!

This time, it was Shangguan Duanmu who took the initiative to attack, and nine flying knives suddenly surrounded his right fist, which could be both long-range attack and close defense, and the right fist surrounding the flying knives suddenly smashed towards Huang Cong.

Huang Cong directly used the ice and fire in his body to cover the two fists with ice qi, forming a huge ice fist, and he knew the sharpness and hardness of this ice.

'Boom'

Two strange fists collided together, the destructive power was amazing, and the open space next to it flew sand and rocks, and the scattered yuan force fluctuations hit the nearby ground into potholes.

The two people who fought against each other were shocked and flew out, but Shangguan Duanmu was obviously not so embarrassed, and directly punched his right fist at the moment he landed, and the flying knife around his right fist shot straight towards Huang Cong.

The nine flying knives were surging vertically and horizontally, and the brilliant edges were intertwined in the air like thunder and lightning, and Huang Cong's ice-covered fists were like two giant hammers, constantly smashing towards the nine flying knives that attacked, and for a while, the light shone here, and the deafening rumbling sound was endless.

Shangguan Duanmu waved his hand casually, and nine flying knives once again wrapped around his arm, and suddenly smashed again, and for a while, the two of them were like electricity, moving in the forest like two rays of light and shadow.

Shangguan Duanmu's nine flying knives sometimes attacked from afar, sometimes guarded closely, and the invincible sword qi swept wildly, and rows of trees fell, turning into powder under the incomparable sword, fluttering in the wind. Huang Cong is like holding two giant hammers in his hands, every time a hammer falls, there will be a big pit on the ground in the field, and the rocks will shoot out and the dust will fly.

In just a quarter of an hour, a large number of trees have been destroyed, but the brilliant sword and the rival giant hammer are still 'banging', and the two can be said to meet each other in chess.

After a while, Huang Cong became more and more frightened the more he fought, he felt that Shangguan Duanmu's strength was increasing little by little in the competition, and he was really a martial arts maniac, which seemed to have aroused the belligerent factor in his body, not to mention that he himself was a realm lower than him.

After another half an hour of competition, this clearing has been destroyed, there are sawdust and broken leaves everywhere, as well as large pits, and the movements of the two people in the field are much slower, and the fluctuations of Yuan Li are no longer as dazzling as before.

Huang Cong already felt a trace of exhaustion, and originally thought that his body was perverted enough, but at this moment, it seems that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky.

Shangguan Duanmu's flying knife was not as fast as before, and at this moment, even if Huang Cong did not borrow spiritual power, he could catch the trajectory of the attack.

After another half an hour, the two of them were gulping for breath, Shangguan Duanmu no longer used the flying knife to attack, that look was too costly, and directly wrapped the flying knife around the arm, and collided with Huang Cong's ice fist.

Hundreds of moves had passed, and when the two collided again, Shangguan Duanmu's nine flying knives surrounding his fist were suddenly shocked out, and the layer of ice covered by Huang Cong's fist suddenly shattered.

The two sides took a few steps back, staring at each other, Shangguan Duanmu sneered: "You are really good, next I am going to use the real flying knife stunt, you have to be careful!"

After that, he took out a special flying knife from his waist again, the knife was three feet three inches long, and the knife was one inch and two inches wide, which seemed more delicate and unguardable, and the entire blade showed a scorching red color, even if you didn't have to think about it, you knew that this was a special material refined.

Huang Cong was in a tough encounter, and the "Ten Thousand Things" in his body had secretly accumulated some yuan power, and he was about to give Shangguan Duanmu a powerful blow, but he didn't expect him to strike first at this moment, and suddenly became passive again.

This crimson flying knife was infused with pure internal force, and it shot towards Huang Cong as fast as lightning, and at the same time, Shangguan Duanmu waved his other hand, and the nine flying knives that fell to the ground just now were suspended in the air again.

When Huang Cong knew that such an unusual flying knife could not be hard to solve, and quickly resorted to 'one step away' to avoid it, he was horrified to find that the nine cold and shining flying knives had already attacked him, and there was a strange roar in the air, and he hurriedly lay on the ground, and with the help of the strong Yuan Force, he flew out of a distance of three zhang.

Shangguan Duanmu leaped forward, and with a wave of his left hand, the crimson flying knife spun in the air and attacked Huang Cong again, and after the crimson flying knife was poured into Yuan Li again, it looked even more bewitching.

And with a wave of his right hand, the other nine flying knives turned into a big knife in the air, the ghostly light, Huang Cong could not avoid it, and teleported away several times with the help of 'one step away', but the crimson flying knife was like having eyes, and it always reached the designated position first.

Huang Cong used the strength of his fist to continuously impact the big knife made of nine flying knives, and the extremely strange crimson knife, and he was really frightened in his heart, because if he didn't pay attention to it, his body would be pierced.

With Shangguan Duanmu's continuous control, Huang Cong had reached the point where he could not avoid it, because the big knife that had been transformed into a big knife had been transformed into nine previous knives again when it was rapidly shot, and the crimson flying knife was at the rear, obviously becoming a deadly threat.

He felt that it was time to give it a go with 'extinguishment', and began to squeeze the remaining yuan force in his body.