Author: Battle of Tiandu

Feng Yuzi, who was standing in the air, flashed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the huge flying sword that flew away through the air, he knew very well in his heart that at this time he was not subduing the flying sword that escaped, he lowered his head slightly, with a little complexity in his eyes, looking at the red-haired man below who was furious at this time.

The next moment, he suddenly waved his sleeves, and a blue light came out of his sleeve, and after that blue light flashed in the air, it immediately turned into a three-zhang long cyan flying sword, and at an incredible speed, it suddenly stabbed at the red-haired man on the ground.

Seeing this, the red-haired man showed a trace of disdain, and sneered and mocked in his mouth: "Feng Yuzi, do you have this ability?

As he spoke, he clenched one hand into a fist, and his body suddenly clicked like a popping bean under a burst of blood mist, and the sinuous green tendons on his arms burst out.

Strands of tangible mana quickly began to condense, gushing out of his body frantically, and quickly converging on his right fist.

The red-haired man shouted violently in his mouth, and smashed out the flying cyan flying sword with a punch.

I saw a fist phantom the size of a bucket, wrapped in majestic power, and smashed into the cyan flying sword with a murderous aura.

The next moment, there was a violent bang in the air, causing the surrounding air to shake violently, and an invisible shock wave spread out in the direction beyond the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb.

At the same time, the towering trees in the dense forest in the distance were uprooted by this chaotic air current.

Even the small gravel on the ground, and the weeds and fallen leaves, I don't know where they were blown by this strong air current, and the ground was scraped clean and a large piece of the ground, as if it had been washed by water.

The red-haired man who punched hard, his eyes flashed with gold, and he suddenly cut a palm with his long nails, and he muttered some obscure incantation in his mouth, as if he was summoning some kind of ghostly ghost.

The white-clothed monk in mid-air, known as Feng Yuzi, slowly began to become solemn, and glanced at the cyan flying sword that had been spiritually damaged by the flying sword that had been knocked into the distance.

Immediately, he flicked his fingers and struck a sword trick to recall the flying cyan flying sword to his side, and his eyes caught a glimpse of the red-haired man's actions at this moment.

Feng Yuzi hurriedly said in a loud voice: "Yu Daoyou, why are you doing this?

The red-haired man had a gloomy face, ignoring Feng Yuzi's words at all, and an extremely hateful expression flashed on his face.

He was still reciting the mantra quickly in his mouth, and the speed of the pinch in his hand was getting faster and faster, and the next moment, he saw the red-haired man as the center.

In an instant, a strange black circle appeared on the ground below, and a thick black mist began to fill the circle.

As the red-haired man whispered, a huge black phantom was about to take shape.

At this time, the devastated ground was instantly corroded by the black mist released by the magic circle, and in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the red-haired man's quick move at this moment, he had no intention of stopping with him at all, Feng Yuzi sighed in his heart.

Ay!

"It seems that this battle is inevitable, so let me try to see how strong your strength is as a genius that has not been met in 10,000 years."

Feng Yuzi thought like this in his heart, but his hand did not stop, and with a flick of his fingers, a cyan light cloud formed by pure mana struck at the cyan flying sword that was dripping and spinning in front of him.

The cyan flying sword buzzed, and there was a trembling sound, and in an instant, the entire sword body was full of blue light, and the rune formation engraved on the sword body was instantly lit up, and the next moment a piercing sword roar erupted again.

Feng Yuzi pointed at him, and whispered in his mouth, "Go."

The cyan flying sword that exuded a dazzling blue suddenly expanded and contracted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a huge flying sword wrapped in cyan light, with the power of thunder, was like a wild horse rushing towards the red-haired man on the ground, and quickly stabbed down in the air.

Feng Yuzi felt that this cyan flying sword alone was far from enough, and then his mind moved, and the white light of a storage ring on his finger flashed, and several two-finger-wide talismans appeared out of thin air, floating quietly in front of him.

Feng Yuzi's fingers pinched again and again, urging the golden pagoda suspended in mid-air, and quickly used a few talismans in front of him to bless the golden pagoda with power.

With the blessing of the talisman, the pagoda was golden, and in the blink of an eye, it swelled to the size of a house, and a series of imprisoning powers, like substances, emerged from the pagoda.

In the next moment, the surface of the attic on each floor of the gigantic pagoda was intertwined, and the volume seemed even larger than before.

The golden pagoda the size of a house flew in the direction of the red-haired man with the posture of Mount Tai pressing on the top, but it flew halfway to the golden pagoda, and after a sudden blur, it suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

In the eyes of Feng Yuzi in mid-air, a trace of cunning and weirdness flashed quickly.

At the same moment, I saw the red-haired man calmly and unmoving, not looking at the cyan flying sword pierced in the air at all, and the pinching action in his hand did not stop for a moment.

With a low sigh in his mouth, "Get up".

In an instant, a strange scene appeared, and the wind in the valley suddenly became cloudy, like the whimpering sound of a hundred ghosts walking at night, and even the temperature around it suddenly dropped a few points.

I saw that on the ground centered on the red-haired man, the weeds that had not been completely corroded away were instantly covered with a faint layer of frost on their blades.

A demon seven or eight feet tall with three heads and six arms, under a burst of blood light, instantly took shape, and the three heads on the ghost's neck were extremely hideous and terrifying.

Three large black mouths full of blood, suddenly opened and closed up and down, revealing fangs covered with black slime, and the three heads spit out long snake-like tongues from time to time.

At first glance, there is a creepy and then extremely uncomfortable feeling of back coldness, six thick arms waving up and down, such an eerie and terrifying posture of the evil ghost, wanting to choose people to eat.

After casting the spell, the red-haired man's face also turned a little pale, and his forehead and cheeks were densely covered with fine cold sweat.

It seems that he urged this secret method, but it still cost the red-haired man a lot of mana true source.

At this moment, the cyan flying sword that turned into a giant sword was wrapped in a fierce sword qi, and it stabbed down suddenly.

It was too late to say that, just between the lightning and flint, the red-haired man snorted coldly, and instantly raised his own hands and grabbed the giant sword that stabbed him.

The demon phantom behind him also raised its six large hands to grasp the giant sword.

There was a sharp bang.

The giant sword that stabbed was firmly grasped by the six big hands impartially, and the cyan light on the giant sword was bright and dark, and it seemed that it was about to collapse.

However, at this time, Feng Yuzi, seeing that the cyan giant sword was blocked, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly pinched the sword trick in his hand, and several pure mana popped out one after another, hitting the giant sword that was firmly grasped and immovable.

The three-headed and six-armed blood-colored monster firmly grasped the sword body of the giant sword suddenly turned blue, and the runes engraved on it burst out with the greatest power.

Wisps of sword qi like broken golden cracking stones, and the six big hands of the evil ghosts, desperately confronted each other.

The red-haired man frowned, snorted coldly again, and he immediately bit his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood containing rich and pure mana sprayed towards the black magic circle under him.

Suddenly, the magic circle hummed with black light, and in an instant, the black blood light burst out, emitting a thick black mist that was even deeper and more cold than just now.

The evil ghosts born from the magic circle suddenly received the blessing of the magic source, and the power of the six arms skyrocketed, almost growing in a circle.

The next moment, the cyan giant sword was quickly corroded by the corpse qi attached to the six big hands, and the sword body shook violently, and then the cyan light on it dimmed for a while, and its spirituality collapsed and was completely lost, and suddenly exploded with a bang, turning into fragments and scattering.

However, in the moment when the cyan flying sword exploded, a golden pagoda the size of a small mountain appeared out of thin air and smashed down with a powerful and heavy force.

At this time, the red-haired man below didn't have time to react, and the hideous and terrifying three-headed and six-armed demon behind him was also smashed together, and was smashed into the earth and rocks under the earth by the golden pagoda like a small mountain.

At the same time as the golden pagoda hit the ground, the earth and rocks on the ground were smashed in all directions, and the earth shook violently, and cracks the width of a finger, like a spider web, densely covered the entire valley, and there was a tendency to extend outward.

Feng Yuzi's heart moved, and as soon as his big hand was raised, the golden pagoda flew up, and instantly flew back to his side, and Feng Yuzi pointed out, and the golden pagoda instantly shrank and flew back into its big sleeve.

Xiao Jingshan and the others, who were watching from a distance, saw that the power of the Great Elder's magic weapon was so huge, and their faces showed excitement: "Sure enough, it is a senior master, not something that can be shaken by myself and others."

Feng Yuzi didn't think so, he knew that this red-haired man couldn't be simply stoned to death like this, he was always carefully prepared, his eyes were rolling drippingly.

I saw that where the earth was hit by the golden pagoda, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and a huge pit the size of a house suddenly appeared.

It didn't take long for the bottom of the pit to tremble violently, and a black shadow suddenly burst out of the pit and rushed towards Feng Yuzi, so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Feng Yuzi quickly cast a spell to protect himself, and after a flash of white light on the surface of his body, he engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the black shadow in the air.

The two of them were in the air, and the Dao mana fluctuations caused the air currents to splash and scurry around, and the valley was already bombarded with earth and rocks, and patches of towering ancient trees collapsed with a bang, startling countless flying birds scurrying around.

In less than ten breaths, the air was already full of wind, and the sound of banging was endless.

At this time, the two of them no longer knew how many punches they had made, and the strong wind brought by the fists swept the ground viciously, and the ground had been beaten to the ground, and the ditches were crisscrossed, and they could no longer see what it looked like.