"Your Wind Immortal Sword, which has been temporarily condensed with fragments, is estimated to be re-struck into many fragments by my Heavenly Thunder Claw in a few moments, do you really have no decent weapons?" Wu Zhantian said in a deep voice.

"Martial Brother, can't you see it more far-reaching? The power of the Wind Immortal Sword today is not as vulnerable as you think. Feng Xiaojun said with confidence.

"Since you say so, then don't blame me for being ruthless, beware of the move!" Wu Zhan Tian shouted loudly, jumped to the top of the snow-capped mountain, and condensed the majestic Gang Qi on the Heavenly Thunder Claw in his left hand, not only the purple light was sheng, but there were also a lot of subtle lightning clusters lingering on it, making a "snort" sound.

Wu Zhantian swooped in, and the scarlet cloak behind him was blown by the cold wind, and it was majestic.

The Heavenly Thunder Claw broke through the air, and Lin Feng and the other two masters who were watching the battle, as well as those undead martial artists and various demons who were looking at this side from a distance, all knew that Wu Zhantian was already going all out, and in such a state, even if a monk who had reached the half-step divine power realm faced such an attack, he was likely to be killed in a trance.

The key to such a master's fight to the end is who has a deeper heritage, as well as unparalleled courage and fighting spirit, as long as the fighting spirit continues, then as long as you persist to the end, you are likely to be the winner.

Wu Zhantian was already surrounded by an increasingly dense purple light, like a deep purple thunder and lightning dragon roaring from the sky.

"In this situation, I have to admit that you are also my most respected opponent, but I will never be afraid of your special moves, because I have more powerful ones. Feng Xiaojun raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, holding the blue light Wind Immortal Sword in both hands, flying in the air, spinning and stabbing out, as long as the edge of the sword and the energy it carried were more powerful than this dark purple thunder and lightning dragon. Then you can win.

Of course, this is just Feng Xiaojun's will, for Wu Zhantian, he also thinks that victory is in sight, and he is determined to win.

Lin Feng stared at it, but saw that the Thunder Dragon and the Wind Immortal Sword were fighting at an indelible speed, and the roar of lightning and the sound of Qing Yue's sword spread uninterruptedly around the top of the snowy mountain. This sound spread hundreds of miles away, and it was so loud.

As they continued to fight so fiercely, the Great Snow Mountain shattered many rocks one after another, flying out into the surrounding void, some boulders smashed into the nearby peaks, and in the deafening roar, the peaks collapsed, and some stones smashed into the desolate and vast ground, and huge deep pits appeared. And the demons nearby who haven't had time to escape have only one life, and they died with hatred.

With Lin Feng's keen eyesight and profound attainments in martial arts, he can see some doorways in such a level of decisive battle, and occasionally he can see Wu Zhantian's posture, this person has brought his domineering martial arts style into full play.

And Feng Xiaojun still held the Wind Immortal Sword, and against it, he still didn't fall into the downwind.

After a stick of incense. Wu Zhantian laughed and said, "This battle is really happy, even if I have gone all out." Still can't defeat you. Then you are indeed qualified to let me perform the doppelganger technique. ”

When Lin Feng heard him say this, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart: "Wu Zhantian actually said that he is also good at the doppelganger technique, this is definitely not the kind of doppelganger that can only conjure illusions, but can exert twice the combat power of his own body in a certain period of time." This is similar to the Purple Light Nine Breaking Trick I cultivated. This time the Ancient Battlefield of the Nine Nether Realms is really worth the trip. ”

In fact, what Lin Feng didn't know was that in the Heavenly Void Ancient Hall of the Sea of Stars, the ancient martial artist under the Demon Dao Holy Lord, although he had obtained the inheritance of the Demon Dao Holy Lord. He learned the trick of the Purple Light Nine Break, but because the Gang Qi did not have the accumulation of Lin Feng's very strong, he could only suddenly cast it in an extremely short moment, differentiating into nine figures, attacking at the same time, and expanding his power to nine times at once.

But this move has a big flaw, that is, once it is cast, his own Gang Qi accumulation is not deep, and it will be exhausted all of a sudden, and the pressure on the muscles and meridians of this move is also extremely great, so that ancient martial artist was already dying after the decisive battle with Elder Xie Lingtian at that time.

Therefore, in essence, although the phantom differentiated by the Purple Light Nine Breaks can exert an attack power close to that of the deity, it is not a real clone, but just a condensed phantom.

As a result, Lin Feng hit by mistake, and he was extremely strong in terms of the accumulation of qi, so he instead exerted the unimaginable power of the Purple Light Nine Break, and he could use this move for at least a stick of incense.

Feng Xiaojun's expression became very solemn, he no longer despised Wu Zhantian's strength now, and when he looked up, he saw Wu Zhantian transform into two identical people in a dazzling golden light, and then he took out a strange weapon from the narrow box behind him, which was a hook and sickle.

The Wu Zhantian on the right did not carry the box, holding a hook and sickle gun, obviously a doppelganger, Feng Xiaojun was quick in thinking, and suddenly thought of the key to the problem, which was really the best way for him to break the enemy, and immediately appeared in front of Wu Zhantian on the right, and the Wind Immortal Sword carried the momentum of wind and thunder to cut out.

"The combat power of my doppelganger is not weaker than that of the deity, in other words, even if my deity dies unfortunately, this doppelganger is my second life, what can you do with me?" Wu Zhantian laughed loudly, the hook and sickle spear moves were rigorous, and the defense was foolproof.

The Wind Immortal Sword slashed fiercely on the light curtain that swirled and danced out of the hook and sickle spear, and Wu Zhantian's clone was actually shocked by this powerful force and fell backwards, and his back hit the top of the Great Snow Mountain, and the mountain peak cracked into a deep ravine again, and the ice condensed for thousands of years continued to crack and fall down.

Without waiting for Feng Xiaojun to chase and kill, the martial arts heavenly deity behind him who was holding the Heavenly Thunder Claw in his left hand had already attacked, so Feng Xiaojun fell into a state of siege before and after his deity and clone, and gradually fell into the downwind, he couldn't help frowning.

"This doppelganger technique should be regarded as an ancient secret art, is it also a pure martial art? Do you want to sue me that this is also the inheritance of the Shaking Light Martial Emperor to you, I don't believe it. "Feng Xiaojun knew that the ancient powerhouse Shaking Light Martial Emperor never used ancient secret techniques, but only refined various martial arts skills, and was quite famous in the Nine Shadows Realm.

"Let me tell you the truth, the art of doppelganger was indeed passed on to me by the master Shaking Light Martial Emperor, and it is not that he does not know the ancient secret arts, but he never uses them. Maybe it's because none of his opponents have the strength to allow his old man to perform ancient secret arts, and he only needs a few martial arts skills to defeat these opponents. While fighting fiercely, Wu Zhantian recalled the loneliness of the master of the past.

Over the years, Wu Zhantian has also been able to feel the loneliness of the master from time to time, because in the ancient battlefield of the Nine Nether Realm, he has almost rarely encountered opponents.

When Lin Feng heard him say this, he didn't think he was arrogant, but thought in his heart: "Presumably, even if there may still be a few ancient powerhouses in the ancient battlefield of the Nine Nether Realm, there is almost no master of the Divine Power Secret Realm like the predecessor of Xiaoyao Hou, so with the strength of Wu Zhantian now, it is enough to shock this side." ”

"Brother Martial Arts, I am very pleased to hear this, after all, I finally have to let you, a pure martial artist, perform the ancient secret arts, and I am also very honored. Feng Xiaojun smiled lightly.

He knew that he couldn't continue to fight like this, otherwise the disadvantage would become bigger and bigger, and he would be completely defeated, and even if Wu Zhantian couldn't stop it, he would take Feng Xiaojun's life.

"Wind Immortal Sword, Hurricane!" Feng Xiaojun suddenly shouted, spinning and dancing the Wind Immortal Sword in his hand, the extremely rich blue light spread, and after a while, he couldn't see Feng Xiaojun's trace at all, and the location where he was just now was full of hurricanes, and then the range increased dramatically.

Wu Zhantian's deity and clone are both resisting the hurricane while retreating, these hurricanes contain fragments of the Wind Immortal Sword, once hit by one of the fragments, then the consequences are unimaginable, after all, the Wind Immortal Sword is an extremely powerful immortal treasure, even if it has been shattered now, but its power is still very unusual.

As for the shards that followed, Wu Zhantian's deity resisted with the Heavenly Thunder Claw, and the clone quickly picked up the hook and sickle to block it, but he was not injured.

Feng Xiaojun's trick is really a veritable "hurricane", and the desolate and lonely ancient battlefield of the Nine Netherworlds is more and more broken under the blowing of this majestic light blue hurricane, and the demons are terrified.

The reason why a master like Wu Zhantian has stayed here for so many years and rarely goes out to kill demons and eliminate demons is a big reason is that in this ancient battlefield of the Nine Nether Realms, except for demons, there are undead martial artists, even if they are very vicious, they have no chance to do evil, so Wu Zhantian doesn't bother to pay attention to it anymore, but guards at Heavenly Halberd Peak and pursues martial arts.

Feng Xiaojun had already reached a height of two thousand zhang, and he knew that after performing the doppelganger technique, Wu Zhantian was equivalent to doubling his combat effectiveness, but for the dignity and glory of the martial artist, he could not escape, he could only fight to the end.

So, he summoned those sword blade fragments back, and then condensed a fierce sword aura on each fragment, attacking downward with him.

Lin Feng sighed, because he already knew that Feng Xiaojun would definitely be defeated, this person's strength was actually on par with Wu Zhantian, but because Wu Zhantian's doppelganger technique was able to increase his own strength to twice in a long time, Feng Xiaojun's situation was very bad.

Sure enough, after fighting for another cup of tea, Feng Xiaojun was seriously injured and fell into the thick ice of the Great Snow Mountain.

Wu Zhantian converged on the doppelganger technique, the Heavenly Thunder Claw and Hook and Sickle Spear in his hand were stained with a lot of blood, he was a little melancholy, put away his weapon, and shouted loudly into the ice: "Brother Feng, are you okay?"

As a result, there was no response for a long time, Wu Zhantian had stopped just now, and it shouldn't hurt Feng Xiaojun's roots, but he was especially worried now, so he swung his fist to open the way in front of him, jumped into the ice, and after a while, he rescued Feng Xiaojun, who had already fainted.

"Hey, you were obviously going to lose just now, so why not admit defeat? Why do you have to fight hard and continue to fight fiercely?" Wu Zhantian said sadly. (To be continued......)