Chapter 81: Fight to the Death
"Poof!"
The sword light was like a rainbow, raging the heavens and the earth, and the domineering sword drawing technique was like a world-destroying divine rainbow piercing the throat of the little monk, completely breaking the formation of the temple protection array. The huge encirclement crisis was resolved at once, and you must know that the Temple Protector Divine Array of Jile Temple is extremely powerful like a turtle shell, and it is stronger than you can imagine.
Blood filled the whole place, reflecting their hideous faces, and the once compassionate faces disappeared and completely incarnated asuras, waving their wands and sacrificing themselves to become demons.
This is a contest, Feng Shenxiu's sword light is horizontal, and when the old power is not exhausted, the new power is not born, and the nameless black sword in his hand turns into a flying blade and hits a desperate point, and at the same time he turns around and kills the nearest monk. Tianshan folded the plum hand and turned into the hand of Shura, grabbing the monk's throat. Feng Shenxiu shot directly at the throat and other vital points, striving to kill with one blow.
Because he knew that he couldn't afford to fight for a long time, and only by weakening the power of extreme desire between lightning and flint could there be an instantaneous opportunity to turn the tide of the battle. Fengshenxiu is also a hero, a man who is a man of the world, he is extremely ruthless, he will see blood when he shoots, he will inevitably take away his life, incarnate the scythe of death, and harvest his soul.
The exploding right hand dripped golden-like blood and emitted a fishy smell, and the one-handed extreme desire looked extremely terrifying at the moment, and his face was hideous and terrifying, as if an asura had descended to earth. Looking up to the sky and roaring to vent the monstrous anger, the extreme desire at this moment is irritable and hysterical.
As the strongest of the younger generation in the Jile Temple, and even some of the older generation have to look up to the existence, he has always been proud of many heroes in Yangzhou City, but today he is so embarrassed by a legendary waste. It's really unbearable for uncles and aunts, and killing the wind god Xiuxue has become the only thought in my heart.
However, just when he was desperately trying to suppress the pain and try to control the scars, the nameless black sword pierced through the void and shot out, with the murderous and majestic battle intent of ancient gold. Desperate eyes were full of solemnity and subconsciously glanced at his right hand, this is the fate of underestimating Feng Shenxiu.
As a martial artist, a smart person desperately wants to make the same mistake again, and he will never make a second mistake, and his eyes are full of sword traces. Desperately wanting to have a golden palm and a fist in his left hand to attack with thunder, he planned to drop ten times with one force, and use his advanced cultivation to forcibly break the nameless black sword that flew by.
"Bell!"
The golden light flashed, and the sword light brought ripples, and this time he also became smarter, turning his fist into a palm, and instead of directly aiming the golden giant palm at the tip of the sword, his left hand skillfully drew an arc and grabbed the sword body. Although this will also cause harm, it is really small compared to the confrontation head-on. The damage done is at least within the limits of extreme control.
Desperate to clench his fist and want to break it with force, but in the last moment, he changed his mind, and his big golden hand grabbed the nameless black sword and stood out of thin air, with an oppressive momentum. The golden blood dripping down is like a death knell, which makes people feel in a trance.
At the same time, at the same time, the Tianshan Zhimei of the Fengshenxiu tore the throat of the white-robed monk and took his life. For a moment, time and space are suspended as if time has stopped, and the atmosphere is terrifying. Since the battle for a while, the people of the Jile Temple have already folded in the hands of Feng Shenxiu, and there are only three people except for the lightly injured Extreme Desire.
The one-to-six battle has now become one-to-four, but it only sank to the bottom of Fengshenxiu's heart, but he lost his confidence even more. Especially feeling that the dantian and meridians that had dried up, the demonic power in his body no longer allowed Feng Shenxiu to fight.
You must know that Fengshenxiu's battle is sharp, and his martial arts are unfathomable and amazing, but the consumption is also terrifying and unbearable. After squandering a few big moves, the demonic power in Feng Shenxiu's body was exhausted, and the chain was dropped.
Hurriedly took the opportunity to swallow four Peiyuan Dan Feng Shenxiu worked hard to restore the grim situation in his body, and worked hard to drag on time. Fengshenxiu lacks nothing at the moment, all that is missing is time.
"Feng Shenxiu, from today on, I will never die with your Feng family in Jile Temple!" Ignoring this, if it weren't for today's matter, the two would still be hostile, and the two would not want to swallow each other. Therefore, Feng Shenxiu did not have a trace of pressure in his heart, and he behaved lightly.
After all, it is too bad that now the two families have no point of reconciliation, and only by killing each other can they keep their status and even take a step closer to Yangzhou City. Looking at the extremely hard-working performance, Feng Shenxiu was impatient but persevered hard, both sides needed time, both were taking pills to recover, whoever recovered his vitality quickly would have an advantage in the battle below, and even Ding Ding.
The elixir melts in the mouth, and the heat flow goes towards the body along the body channel, replenishing the dry dantian and the fatigue of the **. Feng Shenxiu was extremely anxious in his heart, but he knew how dangerous it was at this moment, although the two sides maintained a delicate balance at the moment, but the other party was a lot of people after all. As long as someone takes the lead in completing the restoration, then Fengshenxiu will die, and there is no extra road.
Feng Shenxiu didn't grasp the four corners of his eyes, looking at his every move, thinking about a way to get out of the fight. Seeing the eyes of the three people who had recovered steadily, their eyes flickered with murderous intent, and a bold plan in their hearts was formed in an instant.
This is an opportunity, a chance to clip off the wings.
Feng Shenxiu was unwilling to give up, and after calculating the feasibility, Feng Shenxiu was ruthless in his heart, and directly communicated with the world-destroying space to absorb the demonic power, and after a while, he cut off the passage and was very careful. Feng Shenxiu is aware of the terrifying amount of demonic power in the world-destroying space, and once he is not careful, he will lose control and burst Feng Shenxiu's fragile body.
Of course, Feng Shenxiu was reluctant to do the matter of losing his wife and breaking his army, and after cutting off the practice of destroying the world, Feng Shenxiu worked hard to digest the sudden energy, because no matter where it came from, everything was an external force. Only after refining the external power can it be regarded as one's own, and at the critical moment, it can be like an arm command to turn decay into magic.
The demonic power within the world-destroying space is extremely dangerous, with manic intent, especially for Fengshenxiu, such a large-scale absorption is prone to problems. If you are not careful, you will explode can be said to be joking with life, so Fengshenxiu has never used this method to hide it.
Unexpectedly, today's situation is extremely crisis, and there is a danger of overturning, and the left and right are dead! It is better to drive the idea of dying in battle, and the wind god shows the demonic power in the world-destroying space to directly replenish the dantian.
Fortunately, the goddess of luck favored Feng Shenxiu, maybe it was because she saw Feng Shenxiu's handsome face that she would use her power to seek personal gain! After a little adaptation to the demonic power in the dantian, Feng Shenxiu's eyes flashed and turned her gaze on the other two unknown disciples in the Jile Temple. Desperately wanting to cultivate himself to a high level of wind and shenxiu, he was not absolutely sure of killing him, so he put it last.
The flying knife has been lost, the nameless black sword has been lost, and Feng Shenxiu has lost the assistance of his weapon, and his own strength has been greatly reduced. As soon as the ethereal body method came out, it was like a floating immortal who pounced on a monk who was recovering with a leisurely mind. The claw wind in his left hand brought ripples in the air, and suddenly appeared above the monk's throat, without the slightest hesitation, without a trace of hesitation, he only heard a "cluck" and scratched his throat.
At the same time, the body turned like a ghost, floating to the body of another target, grabbing the throat with his left hand and his head with his right hand.
"Ahem!"
The strength of his right hand burst and broke his cervical vertebrae!