Chapter Twenty-Three: Dual-Spiritual Technique

Zhou Buquan held a blood-red iron rod, turned into a red stick shadow and smashed it with a stick, Yuan Li roared, and Huang Yun still used technical attacks, sometimes avoiding and sometimes stabbing a sword with the help of opportunities, and the battle between the two officially began.

Bang bang bang~

Everywhere there was the sound of iron rods and tiger roaring swords colliding.

"His sword ......" Zhou Buquan became more and more frightened the more he fought, this kid not only has a top-notch sword technique, but also has a high level of sword, his iron rod is made of dark iron, and he is a mortal soldier himself, but he can't have the slightest upper hand in the fight, and he was also crushed.

"A sword at the level of a spirit soldier. "Zhou Buquan's face is ugly, the sword technique is top-notch, and the weapon is even more at the level of spiritual soldiers, this Huang Yun is full of treasures.

Bang Bang Bang!

There were several more confrontations, explosions and explosions, the tiger roaring sword and the iron rod were also buzzing and trembling, and then the two of them were each shaken apart, Huang Yun held the tiger roaring sword, staring at Zhou Buquan from afar.

"In terms of strength, I'm still a little behind. Huang Yun said silently, he only had the consciousness to fight against Zhou Buquan, and found that even if there was the Tiger Roar Sword and the Tiger Roar Sword Technique, the two sets of top-level sword techniques and weapons were assisted, there was still a slight gap, after all, it was a big realm, and it was not so easy to make up for it in terms of strength.

And what about speed?

The basic speed of a sixth-level martial artist is at the micro level, and even if he deeply comprehends the wind element, he is on a par with Zhou Buquan, and he does not have the slightest advantage.

"Fortunately, I still have spiritual skills, and the second clan of the Tiger Roar Sword Technique, the Shadowless Sword Move, which is a nirvana. ”

"Your sword skills are top-notch, and your sword is even more at the level of spiritual soldiers, and your strength is also weird, so you are an opponent. Zhou Buquan's face was solemn, and after a fierce battle, he understood the terrible thing about Huang Yun, and all kinds of means were combined, Huang Yun was a fifth-level martial artist, which actually made him feel endless pressure.

"Let's have a good fight, I'm sure you're more than that. Don't be careless, or you'll die at my hands. Huang Yun stared at Zhou Buquan, he was provoking the other party and letting the other party use the strongest means in anger, because only by really fighting could he understand whether he could overstep the level and kill the enemy.

"It's really looking for death. Zhou Buquan snorted coldly, he was afraid of Huang Yun, it didn't mean that he was afraid, the sixth-level martial artists who went deep into the marrow refining all had nirvana.

Call~

Zhou Buquan rushed out again in a murderous spirit. Like a lion, he quickly approached Huang Yun, and the blood-red iron rod in his hand was even more imposing, becoming more and more terrifying, he was accumulating strength, and he was blessing all the yuan force and shock force on the iron rod, and soon, Zhou Buquan was in front of Huang Yun. A stick smashed out.

This stick was fast and strong, and the powerful momentum completely locked Huang Yun.

"Huh?" Huang Yun's face changed, he found that he was affected by this stick, and an invisible pressure actually appeared around him. It's like being locked by an air machine, and it's a little hard to breathe.

"This should be the strongest blow of his pure strength. Huang Yun's eyes flickered.

Pure power?

It is a stick that does not rely on martial arts, does not rely on secret methods, and simply relies on the body and strength. Of course, if you use martial arts, the power will definitely be stronger, and the power of martial arts is the greatest...... Immediately, Huang Yun did not hesitate. The first clan of the Tiger Roar Sword Trick - Eighteen consecutive slashes are shot instantly, and there are two styles of Tiger Roar Sword Trick.

The first type - eighteen consecutive slashes is the strongest blow of the Tiger Roar sword technique itself, point, split, teasing, slashing and other eighteen sword momentum at the same time, and become the strongest sword, very powerful.

The second clan, the Shadowless Sword Move, was even stronger, it was a sword created by Huang Yun after he deeply comprehended the wind element, and the twenty-eighth Clan's sword move became a sword, which doubled in power.

Woohoo!

The eighteen sword momentum all slashed out, and finally turned into eighteen consecutive slashes directly on the iron rod.

Rumble.

With an explosion, Zhou Buquan was split back three or four steps, and Huang Yun also took three steps back before stopping, his face was faintly pale.

"Sure enough, the strength is still a little worse, and I cast the Tiger Roar Sword Technique-First Form, and I barely overwhelmed him in terms of strength. Huang Yun shook his head, one side has used martial arts, the other side is just pure body strength, who is strong and who is weak is obvious, even if he has mastered cyan power, it is still a little worse.

"Can this be blocked?" Zhou Buquan was shocked.

"Do you have to use martial arts to crush this kid. "He was really shocked, a sixth-level martial artist and a fifth-level martial artist were actually forced to perform martial arts, who would believe it?

"That's it?" Huang Yun looked at Zhou Buquan with a sneer.

"Good boy, the next thing is my strongest blow, once I make a move, I can't even grasp it myself, you forced me. Zhou Buquan had a crazy look on his face, he didn't care about what the patriarch said that he couldn't hurt Huang Yun's life, he just wanted to get his face back, he stretched out his right hand and slowly stroked the blood-red iron rod, and the light on the body of the rod flowed.

Gradually, Zhou Buquan's momentum began to become stronger, it was terrifyingly strong before, and now it is like a god possessed, there is a sound of water flowing around him, he is a water martial artist, this strongest stick also has a lot to do with the water element, the toughness is very strong, to put it bluntly, it is hard, and it is violent......

Distance.

"Zhou Buquan, what are you doing?" Zhou Fan's face changed, and he shouted repeatedly, he couldn't see that Zhou Buquan was preparing the strongest stick, this stick was out, no matter how strong Huang Yun was, he couldn't resist it, and he couldn't escape death.

"I asked you to arrest Huang Yun, not to kill him. Zhou Fan was anxious and drank heavily. Several patriarchs next to him were also anxious, Zhou Buquan's momentum continued to rise, even they felt terrible, Huang Yun was a fifth-level martial artist, no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't resist it, and he was seriously injured if he didn't die.

"Stop. ”

"Huang Yun can't die. Everyone roared, but Zhou Buquan didn't care about it, and the momentum climbed to the peak in the next second, whoosh~ The figure has moved, and if it doesn't move, it is enough, and it is like a raging storm, and the sound of the surrounding water is booming, and even echoing within a radius of one mile.

"The strongest blow. Huang Yun's face froze.

Zhou Buquan brought the sound of water and rushed to kill from afar.

"Mental power. Huang Yun's eyes narrowed, whirring ~ The spiritual power was crushed and released, forming a spiritual power that impacted Zhou Buquan's spiritual sea, Zhou Buquan's old face turned white, he felt the stinging pain of the spiritual sea, and was impacted by the mysterious force, but at this moment, he had already made a move, and he would not stop.

It's just that the shot is obviously not so sharp.

"Well done. Huang Yun shouted, to everyone's surprise, he did not retreat but advanced, holding the Tiger Roar Sword to kill Zhou Buquan, when the two approached, his huge spiritual power was suddenly compressed, forming a one-meter range of spiritual area, the spiritual area is a kind of control type of spiritual technique, which can affect the enemy, and can also affect the sixth-level martial artist.

But don't forget, there is also spiritual power impacting Zhou Buquan's spiritual sea, and the two spiritual techniques work together, but they suppress Zhou Buquan's peak momentum.

"High martial arts - no phantom wand shadow, give me death. Zhou Buquan roared, and the blood-red iron rod turned into an invisible rod shadow and enveloped Huang Yun, the phantom rod shadow is a high-level martial art, and the power is not bad, plus Zhou Buquan himself is a sixth-level martial artist who has gone deep into the marrow, even if it is suppressed by the influence of spiritual arts, this stick is extremely terrifying.

"Tiger Roar Sword Technique Second Clan-Shadowless Sword Momentum. Huang Yun drank coldly and went out with a sword.

Bang~

The twenty-eight sword momentum turned into a sword, and it slashed the stick shadow, Zhou Buquan's body was shocked, and he was directly split away, and he vomited blood and flew back.

"Die. Huang Yun's eyes were sharp, and he stabbed out with a sword, poof, a sword directly pierced Zhou Buquan's heart, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, Zhou Buquan's stick was too strong, even if he was affected by two spiritual techniques, he still smashed him into a bloody roll, and the injury was not light......

"Old Zhou. Zhou Fan's eyes widened, and both eyes were spewing fire.

Compared with Zhou Fan's anger, Xiao Yuan, Gong Yin, and Tang Chuan glanced at each other, and they all saw the confusion in each other's eyes, and they were a little surprised.

"How could this be? Zhou Wuquan's strongest blow was obviously much stronger than Huang Yun's, why was he slashed by Huang Yun's sword and died......?"

Inside the Great Array.

"Good boy, I have mastered the spiritual power so quickly, and under the combined influence of the spiritual power of the spiritual area, it will be difficult to die without power that week. Huang Lao nodded.

As soon as Huang Yun's palm flipped, a dragon beard pill appeared, which he absorbed into his abdomen in one bite, turning into a warm current to moisturize and repair his injuries.

The Dragon Whisker Pill is a three-grade blood-invigorating pill, and it is the most suitable for treating this kind of internal injury.

"Killed, the means are all out to barely kill the sixth-level martial artist who has gone deep into the marrow. Huang Yun exhaled. His own cultivation is estimated to be on the critical line of going deep into the marrow refining and the peak of the sixth level. (To be continued......)