Chapter 0391 - Broken Knife
ps: Time is pressing, I can only code 2,000 words, forgive me!
A cold light appeared, and with a loud shout from Li Wuxie, the whole world was darkened, and the light in the darkness was like lightning directly slashing towards the ancient wind, and the speed flashed by, making people have an illusion.
"Hmph. ”
Gu Feng snorted angrily, allowing the cold light to pass through his body, and the figure slowly turned into nothingness, shattered, and then recondensed, revealing the entity.
"Li Wuxie, it's just wishful thinking that you want to defeat me with a knife, show your true strength, otherwise Cui Zhengming will be your end. ”
Li Wuxian didn't take the stage at all, but with a wave of his hand, the cut off half of his beard turned into a sharp knife and slashed out, which obviously didn't take the ancient style in his eyes.
"If you want me to be on stage, you also have to be qualified to be my opponent, first pass my move. Come back!" Li Wuxian said lightly, with a move of his right hand, the cold light of the sword that pierced through the figure of the ancient wind appeared again.
It's just that this time it's no longer one, but two.
The two blades directly split the void, and the sharp qi made the void not even show traces, as if it had not been broken, and penetrated the ancient wind flesh again from the left and right.
The figure fades and then solidifies.
As soon as Gu Feng's figure was revealed, the two sword rays that had disappeared reappeared, but there were two more. Followed by eight and sixteen, more and more, more and more dense, and finally turned into countless cold lights.
The entire competition platform was completely shrouded in a terrifying cold, and the ancient wind was also submerged, and the figures were directly split into pieces, and the complete figures could not be revealed at all.
Around. The crowd of onlookers stared at the ancient style that had been cut into countless pieces. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes, and at the same time he was stunned.
"What kind of knife technique is this? It's divided into two, two and four, and it keeps increasing, and it is innumerable. ”
It is said that once the Mind Illusion Divine Knife is practiced, the mind is inexhaustible and the Divine Sword is inextinguishable. The stronger the mind. The more powerful the Phantom Knife. ”
"Not bad. You can see that the countless divine swords are almost completely all over the void, and it can be seen that Li Wuxian has refined this move to the realm of Dacheng. It is worthy of being the youngest and strongest person in the Demon Slayer Academy, and the top master of the younger generation in the Fengshen Continent, and as soon as he makes a move, it is extraordinary. ”
"No wonder Li Wuxian is reluctant to take the stage at all, just with this move, I don't know how many Martial Emperors and French Emperors want to be defeated with hatred. Just make a shot. The power is so strong, the monster has to take the ancient style in his eyes. What a famous person!"
As soon as this trick came out, those who still felt that Li Wuxian was too arrogant before were convinced, and they were even more curious about how Gu Feng cracked this trick, after all, he was a passing general, and he was defeated He Tianxiao, Zhan Longshou, and Cui Zhengming one after another. The strength is obvious to all.
"Hahaha, hahaha. Psychic Divine Knife, good, good. Break it for me!"
Suddenly, there was a loud laugh from the shattered figure, followed by a burst of cheers. The countless phantom knives all shattered and vanished. The surroundings fell into a dark void, and the space was instantly annihilated.
The Heart Illusion Divine Knife relies on the power of the soul, and Gu Feng even grasps the power of the heart, directly hitting the vital point with a single blow, completely disintegrating, and cutting off the connection between the "Divine Knife" and Li Wuxian with strong mental strength.
The cold light disappeared, the figure of the ancient wind condensed again, his hair fluttered, his clothes were hunting, the whole person had a high fighting spirit, his eyes were wide, staring at Li Wuxie, and shouted: "Come and don't be rude, Li Wuxie, you also take my move!"
In an instant, countless void swords appeared around Li Wuxie's body, faintly, only those with powerful souls could feel it, and the swords gathered to directly form a knife net, trapping Li Wuxie, and there was no way to hide.
This move is also a mental illusion divine knife, but the ancient wind uses mental power, which is higher than the power of the divine soul. The heart is ethereal, more difficult than the power of the divine soul, and of course the power is greater.
Li Wuxie's pupils shrank suddenly, Gu Feng returned the favor with his other way, and it was even more powerful, and his heart couldn't help but shake, the Heart Illusion Divine Sword was his hard work to succeed in cultivation, and Gu Feng was better than blue in just a moment.
However, now is not the time to think about this, countless Psychic Divine Swords and bodies, Li Wuxian snorted angrily, and shouted: "Carving insect skills, come out for me!"
A battle knife wrapped in ordinary linen flew out from his back, and as soon as an invisible sword intent appeared, it surged out, and those mental illusion divine knives suddenly collapsed and disintegrated.
The layers of linen cloth were uncovered, and the wrapped thing was completely revealed, it was a broken knife, rusty, and about to be broken after countless wind and rain, and even a layer of rust could be seen peeling off.
Broken knife, a veritable broken knife. The knife was more than a foot long, and there was a scabbard on the outside, but the scabbard broke from the middle, and the crack twisted and turned, as if it had been broken by force.
It was this remnant knife, as soon as it appeared, Gu Feng's mental strength was forced back.
"This is the artifact that Li Wuxian got from the ancient ruins?"
Many people were stunned, they never thought that the so-called "artifact" would look like this, which was very unexpected, there was no artifact at all, and it was not even as good as an ordinary steel broadsword.
However, those real antiques, Martial Emperors and Fa Emperors, had solemn expressions, and they could all clearly feel that there was an incomparable aura hidden in the broken scabbard with bad deeds.
Compared with everyone's disappointment, dignified, Gu Feng's face was full of joy, and he clearly felt the somewhat familiar aura hidden inside the remnant knife, which was the breath of the gods, the breath of divinity.
"What a broken knife!"
Gu Feng opened his mouth and praised, and immediately his eyes twisted, staring straight at Li Wuxian and said: "Since you took it out, then I will accept it unceremoniously." Remnant knife, come over to me!"
After that, as soon as the five fingers stretched out and grabbed, a big void hand suddenly appeared, grabbing towards the remnant knife suspended in front of Li Wuxie's body, the momentum was so strong that it was like a shocking wave, destroying all obstacles.
Seeing that the big hand was about to grab the remnant knife, Li Wuxian was still motionless, his arms were folded, and he didn't look like he was blocking it at all, looking at Gu Feng lightly, with a hint of playful and sadistic smile on his face.
Buzz –
The big hand condensed by the ancient style saw that it was about to touch the remnant knife, but with this "buzz", it was completely shattered and disappeared, as if it had been hit by a blow.
Failed to catch it, the remnant knife that was quietly suspended in the air seemed to be alarmed, and woke up from its slumber, buzzing and constantly trembling, and the void rippled in a circle of space.
The corners of Li Wuxie's mouth couldn't help revealing a hint of a sadistic smile, Gu Feng's gaze became fierce, and the powerful power of the mind clearly felt in the remnant knife, and a strong force was gushing and exploding.
Suddenly, the end of the broken scabbard was raised, making a slashing motion, and in an instant, Gu Feng's body stiffened, and an invisible, ferocious, bloodthirsty will rushed into the depths of his soul.