Chapter 675: He Has a Purpose (Part 1)
The roar shook the world!
The Monks are shaken!
Chuanyin, this old guy, listened to it and his heart throbbed inexplicably.
In this life, he can be regarded as getting a lot of opportunities and secret techniques that he wants, but most of them are rewards from the sect, and the reason for the reward is more because of his talent and talent.
When it comes to the obsession with winning and losing, this person is always a little worse.
However, he has also seen a lot of monks who are too obsessed with winning and losing, and eventually embark on the path of madness, killing, and demons, so he has never felt that it is wrong.
Sweeping his gaze, Feng Wuji's disfigured face, because of the roar, looked a little distorted and hideous, and it became even more ugly because of this.
And at this moment, the spell that burst out was also a little more vast and ferocious, as if he didn't want to die, and rushed forward.
"So you're still a paranoid seeker. ”
Chuan Yin said with a smile.
There is no idle hand in the hand, blowing the air waves, and swatting out the flames!
Boom –
The bombardment continues!
......
"Paranoid seekers?"
Feng Wuji asked rhetorically again, his eyes full of arrogance.
Then snort!
In my chest, there is a purest, most intense, and most determined heart to seek the truth, and what flows in my flesh is not blood, but a raging fire. ”
Thunder!
In the midst of all this, it rolls and reverberates, and it lasts for a long time.
When many monks heard this, they were shocked again.
However, the situation will not be reversed!
Bang bang bang –
The mighty waves, slamming out the flames, and bombarding Dao Feng Wuji's body, slapping him out again and again, this person's majestic body, like a sandbag, was tattered and bleeding, and he was indescribably embarrassed.
"Although the pride is commendable, the competition - after all, it still depends on the strength, not who has a louder voice. ”
"That's right, the strength of the ancestor of the hermit master is still stronger than this person, and no matter how loud this person roars, it is just a stubborn resistance and a laughing stock. ”
"Well said!"
On a certain mountain, among the monks in the Genting Heavenly Palace, some people started talking in a loud voice, and their tone was extremely disdainful.
However, Ji Aozhai, the floating master, and a few people of Wenjiu, their expressions were extremely positive, and their eyes were deep, and when they heard the words of these disciples, Wenjiu's expression was even more angry.
"Shut up!"
With a cold snort, he said: "This battle will not end so simply, close your mouths and show me, if you are embarrassed again, go back to the sect immediately." ”
When a few people heard this, their expressions were warp, and they hurriedly responded, and they didn't dare to talk frivolously.
......
In the battlefield, the situation of Feng Wuji is indeed not good.
Roar –
But the roar also kept rising, and the sound became louder and louder, more and more intense, and Feng Wuji's body that was already injured and bleeding seemed to have endless power, no matter how many times it was blown away, it would kill again.
Brave!
Tough!
Tenacious!
Little by little, time passed.
The four fields gradually quieted down.
Some people disdain Feng Wuji's insistence, but some people secretly admire it.
"He won't really fight to the bone, all of them will be broken, and he won't admit defeat, right?"
Fu Shengbi said with a frown.
Feng Twenty-Seven said: "Although I admire his fighting spirit and fighting spirit, but from the perspective of his entire cultivation career, this move is not wise, with his strength, in another five hundred years, he will definitely be stronger, and he can definitely enter the top thirty-two, why rush." ”
As the words fell, many monks nearby nodded one after another.
"No, he has a purpose. ”
Feng Yi answered, and a pair of eyes looked at the battlefield extremely sharply.
When they heard this, they looked at him in astonishment.
Feng Yi stopped talking.
Yue Yueran and the others also stared at the battlefield, and their eyes all looked at Feng Wuji's pair of tiger eyes, in those tiger eyes, the seemingly angry flames were burning wildly, as if they were burned to the point of losing their minds, but behind the flames, there was a deep calmness, and a general color of understanding to figure out what to understand.
This look, Yue Yuran, and Feng Yi are very familiar with it, and they themselves have had such a moment.
"This guy is also amazing!"
Yue Yuran sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but think of the enlightenment bead in his hand that had absorbed the fire spirit object.
......
Not only did they notice that some of the old guys of the ten major sects, the Floating Lord, Ji Aozhai, were all over the world...... and other monks, who have been captured one after another.
As an opponent, Chuanyin has also begun to notice.
The old guy felt more clearly that the flames outside Feng Wuji's body were dancing with a different kind of anxiety.
"Is the old man really old? I was used by that kid surnamed Feng to sharpen his knife before, and I was forced to help him break through the limit, and now another kid is using me to break his limit......
Chuanyin's face was depressed.
Very unpleasant!
Even if the old guy is good-tempered and loves to promote his juniors, at this moment, he can't help but be angry.
"Boy, I'm sorry, the old man is also enthusiastic, and the old man also wants to climb higher, today - the old man can't give you a chance to continue to understand!"
Swish!
With a whistling sound, Chuanyin flew by.
The two big hands and big sleeves waved wildly, and the momentum was rare and domineering, causing a turbulent wave of qi, forming a frenzied ocean, slapping towards Feng Wuji!
Bang bang –
The Void Earth, terrifying, as if countless bombs had been thrown into the battlefield, the momentum of the explosion, crazy and rapid spread to Feng Wuji, the waves of air were wild, and the smoke and dust were agitated.
......
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
Feng Wuji's snow-white cloak was shattered, and the blood of the majestic body was splashed, and it was blown up and smashed down again and again!
But no screams came, in this person's eyes, there were only more and more blazing flames, brighter and brighter lights, and more and more persistent and firm eyes, still brave as a tiger!
"This guy—"
"This guy—"
Everyone sighed in their hearts when they saw it, but they couldn't say more emotion.
Time continues to pass little by little.
Feng Wuji may be getting closer and closer to being broken.
Roar –
At this moment, the roar was even louder, louder and fiercer!
Feng Wuji's whole person seemed to be burning suddenly, and the fire behind him was raging, and his long black hair was also swaying towards the sky!
The eyes of the two tigers were full of red light, and his breath suddenly rose up in an instant, as if oil had been poured on the fire.
Boom –
In the explosion, the power of those flames seemed to have increased a lot, and they began to withstand those qi waves!
"The counterattack has begun!"
"What's going on?"
"Why did he suddenly erupt, was he hiding a hand before?"
The sound of shock came from all sides, and some powerful monks suddenly lit up in their eyes, and their expressions were even more shocked, as if they had seen something even more incredible!