Brush!

High in the sky, two figures fell one after another on the broken martial arts platform.

Luoyang still has a breezy expression, and his clothes are fluttering under the drumming of his exuberant energy, and his black hair is dancing wildly.

But Wang Baifeng on the other side finally stopped looking as calm as he did at the beginning.

"No wonder you can defeat You Aoxiao, I underestimate you. ”

This kid has fought with him for hundreds of moves in a row from beginning to end, and he has not fallen into the disadvantage at all, this kind of strength is enough to be recognized by him.

Luoyang smiled slightly, and didn't say anything, because he knew that Wang Baifeng hadn't used all his strength until now, and his golden artistic conception alone had never erupted to more than one percent.

As the first disciple of the inner gate in the last session, Luoyang didn't believe that his artistic conception cultivation would be lower than You Aoxiao and Yue Haoyi.

"You can fight with me Wang Baifeng for hundreds of moves without defeat, and you are also worthy of pride, but in the future, I will not give you any more chances. ”

Wang Baifeng exhaled lightly, and then the momentum of the whole person skyrocketed.

Wow!

The rich golden vitality shrouded Wang Baifeng's left and right, rendering him like a golden god of war, the spear in his hand flashed with brilliance, and a golden dragon quickly condensed and formed, starting from his arm and circling to the tip of the silver spear, the golden dragon was two or three feet long, and in front of the tip of the spear, there was still more than half of the dragon's body spreading out, and he roared at Luoyang Yangtian.

Rise!

The sound wave is like a ripple of water, spreading rapidly, with Wang Baifeng as the center. The surrounding shattered rocks suddenly seemed to have lost their gravitational pull. All hovering around him. A meteorite field was formed.

"What kind of move is this, it's only in the momentum accumulation stage, and it's so strong. ”

The surrounding inner disciples had already withdrawn from the body for more than ten or twenty zhang in a row, and the aura on Wang Baifeng's body was too terrifying, and if he got a little closer, it would make people feel like they were about to suffocate.

"It's terrifying, under the pressure of this momentum, I feel that I don't even have the guts to face the ground of Senior Brother Bai Feng. ”

Someone suddenly smiled bitterly: "Don't talk about you." My cultivation is already in the middle stage of the Transformation Yuan Realm, but I still feel the same as you, Senior Brother Wang Baifeng's strength is really desperate. ”

"It seems that Wang Baifeng is going to use a trick. ”

Yue Hao and the others all had solemn faces, but they did not retreat, after all, the strength of these people was very strong, not comparable to ordinary inner disciples, just Wang Baifeng's momentum oppression, it could not make them have any timidity.

"With such a strong momentum, I am only afraid of this sect. Only the top five core disciples can be sure to take it, and now Luoyang is going to be bad. ”

If Luoyang's strength is still only as much as it showed before. I'm afraid that it will be difficult to protect myself under this trick, and maybe there will be a risk of serious injury.

"Look at it again, maybe he'll do a miracle. ”

"Boy, I've never used this trick on the martial artists of the Transformation Yuan Realm, because they are not qualified. Unless it is a master above the quasi-junior sect level, no one can take this move. ”

Wang Baifeng shook the silver spear with his right hand, and the golden dragon on his arm roared up to the sky, rolling air waves, pressing towards Luoyang like a deep sea storm, blowing Luoyang's hair up.

Luoyang's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Ground-level low-level marksmanship, is this your seventh move or the eighth move?"

If this is the eighth move of the ground-level low-level marksmanship, then Luo Yang is sure that the power of this move itself is already slightly better than the fusion sword move "Phantom Light Sword", but if it is only the seventh move, it will still be a little worse than the "Phantom Light Sword".

"Is there any difference between the seventh move and the eighth move? Anyway, your end is already doomed, under my shot, without the strength above the quasi-young sect level, it is impossible to be safe and sound. ”

Wang Baifeng is full of confidence, the power of the "Golden Dragon Marksmanship", only he knows best, even if this marksmanship is a top-level existence even in the low-level martial arts of the same grade, even if he encounters a master of the quasi-Shaozong level, he is not without the strength to fight.

"Defeat!"

"Heaven and Earth Fulong!"

Rise!

Wang Baifeng stabbed out with a shot, the golden light was dazzling, and the golden dragon on his arm suddenly rose into the air, and then suddenly turned into a huge spear, stabbing towards Luoyang like lightning.

Bang!

As the spear stabbed out, in the clear sky, a thunderclap sounded, the sky and the earth changed color, and above the head, suddenly dark clouds rolled, and the sea of clouds churned.

"Such a powerful move can already affect a small range of celestial changes. ”

The people below suddenly gasped, Wang Baifeng's strength was really amazing, with the cultivation of the late stage of the Yuan Realm, he was able to do this, I believe that among the younger generation, except for those top geniuses, few people can say that they can beat him.

"How can I stop this?"

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on the lonely young man on the competition platform, but then they found that from beginning to end, the expression of this kendo genius did not change in the slightest, but his eyes showed a brilliance like a sharp edge.

"Is this your strongest move? Sure enough, he is the first person in the inner door of the last session!"

Luoyang suddenly took a deep breath, Wang Baifeng's strength, I believe that anyone present can feel it, if it was placed two months ago, he would definitely not be an opponent, but now, everything is different.

"Sword momentum, open it for me!"

Airplanes!

A sharp sword momentum suddenly swept the entire martial arts square, and the buzzing sword roar rushed to the sky, and suddenly, many people in the martial arts square were very different, and they couldn't control the sword in their hands, and the long sword flew out of its sheath and rushed into the sky.

"My sword is out of control again, and it's even more fierce than the last time! ”

"Oh my God, what is this sword momentum, even the strength of my mid-stage Transformation Yuan Realm didn't have time to grab the sword, and I actually let it give it a sheath. ”

"Terrible, what the hell is going on with this sword momentum, why is it still improving?"

On the martial arts square, suddenly everyone was boiling, including many famous masters on the viewing seat, suddenly their faces were extremely solemn, and they quietly looked at the young man on the competition platform.

"Sword momentum, seventy percent!"

The president of the Wantong Chamber of Commerce suddenly spit out a few words with great difficulty, and his face was shocked beyond measure.

"Brocade Knife" Yue Ji swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and muttered: "Impossible! This is really amazing, our Ximing Kingdom is just an inconspicuous small country in Dingyang Continent, how can there be a kendo genius of this level? He is less than seventeen years old, and he has comprehended seventy percent of his sword momentum, and he is not far from the true sword intent." ”

"Terrible! This kid is really terrifying, the Heavenly Gate Sect is definitely a great genius, even the three major young sect-level masters do not have his amazing potential. ”

Compared with the guests in the viewing seat, the high-level of the Tianmen Sect was even more shocked and surprised.

"Sect Master, Seventy Percent Sword Momentum! This kid has actually comprehended Seventy Percent Sword Momentum! It is really terrifying, he has already broken the record of Xi Ming Kingdom for the past thousand years. ”

"That's right!" Su Wen suddenly took a deep breath and said with a burning gaze: "This is the Heaven that wants to rejuvenate my Tianmen Sect, and he actually sent such a genius to our Tianmen Sect." ”

"Seventy percent sword momentum?"

Yue Hao and the others suddenly smiled bitterly, even You Aoxiao, who had been defeated in Luoyang's hands before, had a bitter expression, seventy percent of the sword momentum, if he used it as soon as he came up at that time, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch even one move.

"Yue Haoyi, did you expect that his biggest hole card is not forty percent of the sword momentum, but seventy percent?"

Qi Ying smiled bitterly, at this time, I don't know how to describe my mood, this kendo genius is really endless, and each one is more scary than the other.

"How could I have expected that. ”

Yue Haoyi also replied with a wry smile

"Phantom Light Sword!"

Seventy percent of the sword momentum broke out, Luoyang had a feeling like a wild horse, the reason why he hid his strength before was only because no one could fight with him with all his strength, but this time, there was finally a Wang Baifeng who could let him fight heartily.

Luoyang's long sword was drawn into the air, and in the middle of the martial arts square, countless swords gathered desperately towards him as if they had received a call, and the sword groans were sharp and piercing, like a thunderbird, hovering around Luoyang's body, blocking the sky within a radius of forty or fifty zhang.

Recite!

The sword light burst out from Luoyang's hand, not only seventy percent of the sword momentum, but also the illusion artistic conception that was most suitable for the "Phantom Light Sword".

Seven or eight zhang long sword light soared into the sky, countless swords flew in the air, all hovering around the sword light, this sword, pointing to the sky and covering the earth, instantly raised Luoyang's momentum to the limit.

"This kind of strength is no worse than that of a young sect-level master!"

Yue Hao and the others suddenly gasped, because just now, they actually felt a completely different artistic conception erupt from Luoyang's body, and it could almost be said to be a perfect fit with his swordsmanship, pushing the power of this sword to a peak.

"Slash!"

The huge sword light suddenly split into three in mid-air, slashing towards Wang Baifeng from three completely different directions!

The first sword, the dazzling spear was shattered by the sword light, and it was annihilated in nothingness.

In the second sword, Wang Baifeng's complexion changed greatly, and he tried his best to support the body protection true qi, but it was only an instant, and the body protection true qi on his body shattered, and the sword qi slashed through his chest, cutting the sea of clouds in the air behind him out of a passage of more than 100 zhang.

The third sword, Luoyang pinched a sword finger, pointing at the sword light from afar, the sword mangs stayed in front of Wang Baifeng's body, and with just one blow, he could easily take Wang Baifeng's life.

Suddenly, there was a martial arts square in Nuoda, and there was no sound. (To be continued......)