Chapter 1247: Sword and Fist

"Let's get started...... I miss that battle a hundred years ago, and I miss it very much......"

His arms trembled, carrying the power of a certain vicissitudes of ancient aura, and suddenly came out of Qing Huang's body, rendering the night sky cyan, and the cyan giant fist with unknown values brought a whistling wind and pressed towards the sword blade.

Half an hour ago, Qing Huang struck a green fist, and he blasted Ao Shuang to the point that he had no power to fight back, and now a hundred punches came out, and the sense of sufficiency brought up when such momentum and power erupted made many martial artists who had not set foot in the Spirit King realm fearful.

Especially, when they saw that behind Qing Huang, the blue fist blasted through the sky and gradually condensed into a virtual image of reality, an incomparable sense of shock grew in the bottom of their hearts, he was indeed only one step away from the Holy Rank world-level powerhouse.

Yongnan King Qinghuang, a green fist, powerful in all directions!

"Green fist is broken, this style, I want to think about it...... What kind of sword did I deal with back then...... There you have it!

The sword intent in his eyes surged, and the sword blade pierced through the air with his heart sword, and the sword qi that was round and awe-inspiring like an electric arc shot out.

"It's a pity...... The wooden sword has no sheath, and it is also a sword cultivator, so I really want to see it...... How to draw the sword!"

For those who fight the sword, the unsheath is a killing move, and the sword cultivator who is quite accomplished in the way of the sword like the sword blade will be extremely amazing when the sword is unsheathed.

Qinghuang shot, Qingquan broke a hundred times, the sword blade fought back, and the sword shape was varied.

A whole hundred sword mangs, not only the trajectory is not the same, showing a straight flight, or spin slash, or arc-shaped trajectory, the strength is slightly different, the strength of the strong, seems to see a sword formation in the hundred sword mangs, the front formation breaks the fist, the back formation, is the real strangulation sword style.

Boom Boom!

The green fist and the sword are staggered, and there is a continuous muffled sound, the battle between the really strong people, although it is impossible to distinguish the superior and the inferior, but it can still be seen that there is a slight difference, after all the green fists are crushed, there are still several sword rays strangled towards the green wilderness.

Everyone knows that the reason why Qinghuang is strong is that it is stronger than the strength of the physical body, the blade of the sword has a wooden sword, he has no weapons, but he has a pair of steel and iron bones!

Several sword rays, when they slashed at the surface of Qinghuang's body, were like stones sinking into the sea, fleeting, and failed to set off any waves.

"With only the physical body, I stubbornly resisted Brother Feng's several swords, and the strength of Qinghuang was far stronger than we expected......

Such a scene fell into the eyes of the two Jianhao, and they couldn't help but look awe-inspired, they had to be shocked, the heart sword, the two of them also had some attainments, and they knew the horror of 'the sword is me', to reach that realm, with the heart of the sword, no need to increase the move, even if it was just an ordinary swing, it could burst out with supreme sword intent, but Qinghuang was actually forcibly resisted with his body.

The two of them just made a move against each other, and they were all testing each other, Qinghuang didn't really punch, and the sword blade was more directly out of the sword.

"It's still that pair of steel and iron bones, take me a sword, piercing the air!"

The palm is close to the hilt of the sword, the slender fingers are like pinching the wonderful fingers of the flowers, a sword is swung out, the space distance seems to be completely omitted, the wind rises suddenly, the condensed sword intent bursts out, overwhelming, piercing the air, a sword pierces the air, the sword turns into a dragon, and the clouds are soaring.

Looking at the wind dragon that was completely condensed by the sword, the green desolate clothes in the storm hunted, and the calm color in his eyes reappeared, and few people had seen him panic in his expression, either because of his heart, or because of his strong strength.

"Piercing...... Back then, I broke this sword with my fingers, and today, it's still the same!"

The index finger and middle finger are in the shape of a sword finger, standing three inches in front of the eyebrows, a touch of green light emerges on the fingertips, like a lone lamp in the dark night, the cyan light climbs at a very fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, it becomes the size of a mountain, and the majestic shore is boundless.

"Fingerless, broken. ”

The voice of the green wilderness was very plain, without a trace of waves, but the green mangs like the sea of the peak turned into a real finger peak, instantly passed through the wind dragon, and disappeared less than two meters in front of Jian Feng in the dispersion of the spiritual power and the power of the mind, his clothes rolled slightly, and there was no vision.

It's too fast...... It's so fast!

Nearly a thousand people watching the battle all thought of this, and at the same time, they admired Jian Feng's keen spiritual sense, how could he be defeated by this finger?

The electric and flint-like fight, only two rounds, but it made nearly a thousand people's blood boil, this is the battle between the real strong, not only to control their own strength to an excellent extent, but also to know what kind of power the opponent's moves can burst out, just right, no mistake.

"Back then, you and I fought each other three times, with the realm at that time, any move was extremely laborious, but now it is different from the past, such a fight, I really can't raise any interest, and then take my last style, there will be some new tricks!"

On the surface of the body, there was a materialized green mang, Qing Huang raised his right arm, his fist pointed at the blade of the sword, a huge green fist that was many times larger than it, appeared in everyone's sight, the green mang was twisted, like a firework rising, bringing ripples in the void, the right fist moved, and the green fist came out, like a lion breaking free from the cage, let out a shocking roar, and rushed towards the sword blade!

One punch out, the green mang is extremely thick, more terrifying than all the green fists added up when the green fist was broken just now, so that where the sword blade stands, the space is slightly dislocated, like a mirror that is about to be broken, and it may be torn apart at any time.

"I remember that...... Named Lion Fist, formerly known as the Ancient Glazed Lion!"

"You punch a lion...... I'm out ...... Pulse Crush!"

Holding the sword with his backhand, the blade of the sword slashed obliquely from bottom to top, the pure and incomparably condensed sword intent condensed into a hundred-zhang sword from mid-air, shattering the veins, shattering the mountains, and the dark brown sword swept the heavens and the earth, slashing on the huge green fist.

Rumble!

This sound, like thunder, many warriors covered their ears in pain, and even worse, felt that their heels were numb, if it were not for the support of their companions, even if they might be paralyzed to the ground, you must know that they were nearly a thousand meters away from mid-air, and if they were in the center of the collision, they would have already disappeared.

The spiritual power storm lasted for half a column of incense for a long time before it was fully absorbed by the void crack, and the night sky returned to the moonlight and clear wind before it, but everyone knows that this is only the tranquility before the wind and rain, and the three moves of a hundred years ago have passed, and then, at this moment, it is also the time to move the real character.

"I really don't know, when the two of them were still in the spirit master realm, how to take each other's three moves......"

There are no moves, but the aftermath is still there, and many people are thinking with palpitations, just now the two of them each made three moves, a total of six styles, even if the strength of the spirit master realm will be greatly reduced, but when the two are in the same realm, it is difficult to ascend to the sky.

Ask yourself, when everyone is in the spirit master realm, the number of martial artists who can take on any move and style is no more than one palm.

"Lion-shaped fist, formerly known as the glazed treasure lion, and the talent of such a spirit beast, that is, the glazed treasure mirror, can dislocate the space in a short period of time, and it was almost buried under this style of boxing back then, but at that time, it was ...... It doesn't really shatter the void. ”

As Jian Feng spoke, the right hand holding the wooden sword was on his back, and the tip of the sword happened to be level with the hairpin, so that Qing Huang could not see through his next move.

Qinghuang smiled: "Yes...... At that time, after you took this punch, a broken pulse blow cut off the tendons and veins of my right arm, and then ...... A sword stabbed me in the chest, and I gritted my teeth and threw a punch, which declared the battle over, but you and I were neither victorious nor defeated, winning or losing. ”

"You gritted your teeth, I remember, you didn't even frown!"

"I gritted my teeth, I did grit my teeth, but I didn't show it. ”

"Hehe, then what if I use my sword next, what should I do?

"The soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover!

Desolate Battlebody!

With a slap in his heart, the Dao Dao green tendons suddenly appeared on the surface of Qinghuang's body, instantly urging the battle body to the peak state, and the physical body was tempered for a hundred years, just fighting for one day, even if he was defeated, he had no regrets, this is his way of being a warrior.

"It's such a strong aura, it's close to the world-level powerhouse of the Holy Rank, you see, the virtual image of the blue fist breaking through the sky is becoming more and more condensed!"

"When it really condenses into substance, it will be when he ranks among the world-level powerhouses!"

"Whew...... It's so strong! like a mountain that is about to collapse at any moment, it makes people breathless......"

Unconsciously, except for dozens of Venerable Ones who can still stand in place, the rest of the people watching the battle have already retreated dozens of miles, which can be protected from the impact of that desolate atmosphere.

"The battle body of the Dacheng Realm is really strong, but if you want to suppress me with your breath, it's difficult!"

With a twist of the wrist, the blade of the wooden sword suddenly drew a circle behind the blade, and the spirit pattern that seemed to be a sword type loomed, summoning a series of condensed and incomparably incomparable sword rays, and after getting up, he put on a big sword formation, ready to attack.

"Compared to the Blue Fist of the Green Desolation, behind Jian Feng, there is only one void wooden sword......"

"What do you know? The heavy sword has no edge, the great skill does not work, and the wooden sword has no edge, but the sword heart is there!"

"The strong of the Sword Alliance, the strong is strong in the transcendent attainment of the way of the sword heart, dare to face the Qing Desolation, what about the wooden sword? Compared to your heaven-level top-level spiritual weapon made of various rare materials, it is only stronger than weak!"

Click...... ......

The overwhelmed space was shattered by the barren battle body and sword intent, and the two colors of green and dark brown covered a ray of the moon hanging in the sky, and above the nine heavens, the sea of clouds churned, and a huge sense of depression appeared in everyone's hearts.

"Return to the circle sword style!"

The wooden sword trembled slightly, and the sword array gave birth to infinite sword intent, turning into countless thread-like sword rays, and in an instant, the green desolation was enveloped in it.

In the face of the surging sword, Qing Huang's expression remained unchanged, his head was full of black hair dancing wildly, and a circular cyan barrier suddenly appeared around his body, which was a defensive spiritual skill derived from the barren battle body, and the spirit martial body was several levels stronger than the body protection sword of the Sword Alliance.

As soon as the spirit martial body came out, when the infinite sword intent hit the cyan barrier, it was like an arrow feather shooting onto the surface of the steel, and it was bounced aside.

"Hand-to-hand combat is my strength, Jianfeng...... I...... It's coming!"