Chapter 275 Xiahou is defeated and wants to win Juque!

"A painted skin ghost on the sixth layer of Qi training, do you want to find death!"

A hint of cold light flashed in Feng Wanli's eyes, and a little dark purple lightning suddenly condensed on his right hand, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the lightning was like a thunder blade, instantly piercing the air and coming to the body of the painter.

"Crackling!"

The piercing Thunder Blade instantly inserted into the chest of the Painted Skin, and the dark purple power of thunder instantly spread, enveloping the Painted Skin Ghost.

"Ah!!!h

"Please, let me go!"

。。。。。。

His life was threatened, and the Painted Skin Ghost was extremely frightened and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Bang !!"

At the same time, a sudden roar sounded, and the painted skin ghost in the distance instantly burst open, and the turquoise blood splashed in all directions, staining the entire temple with a foul smell.

"Brother Feng, could it be that you are an immortal in the sky!"

Ning Caichen on the side was full of surprise, and a pair of eyes were about to fall out of his eyes, staring at Feng Wanli tightly.

"It's just some simple Taoism!"

Feng Wanli waved his hand and looked at Yan Chixia and Xiahou outside Lanruo Temple.

At this moment, the two outside the house have not yet started to fight, but are just confronting each other.

Yan Chixia was holding the Xuanyuan Sword, while Xiahou was holding Juque.

The Xuanyuan Sword is a rumored humane holy weapon, and it is also an ancient artifact, of course, it will not fall into the hands of Yan Chixia, and the two have the same name.

However, despite this, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand is still a peerless sword, and it is extremely powerful.

And the opposite Xiahou, the giant sword in his hand is called Juque, which is also a famous sword in the legend, and it is rumored to be cast by Ou Yezi, a famous craftsman in Yue, and it is a sharp weapon in the world.

Ou Yezi was a native of Yue from the late Spring and Autumn Period to the early Warring States Period, and the history records that he cast the five swords of Zhanlu, Chunjun, Shengxie, Fish Intestine and Juque for the King of Yue.

Legend has it that Ou Yezi was casting swords, and with the help of the gods in the sky, he did his best to make them, and they were all rare swords of great value.

And the rumored Juque Sword is a divine soldier among divine soldiers.

"My Ten Thousand Swords Technique is lacking a lot of swords. ”

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli's eyes couldn't help but focus on the giant que in Xia Hou's hand, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was planning.

"Whew!"

With the piercing sound of breaking the air, Xiahou, who was holding a giant que, took the lead in attacking, and the giant sword the size of a person was extremely agile when held in his hand, and between swings, a series of sword rays were emitted.

Each flash of the sword would smash the surrounding dead trees and shrubs, setting off gusts of wind and sand boulders.

Even if it was a boulder the size of a person, it would be smashed into powder by the sword qi in the sky.

And in the center of the battle between Xiahou and Yan Chixia, the sword qi was even denser, and from a distance, it was like an impermeable sword net, and even the air was buzzing with a split, as if the sky was cracking.

"It's amazing... ”

Ning Caichen's eyes widened on the side, this was the first time he had seen such a powerful person.

At the same time, Ning Caichen couldn't help but look at Feng Wanli, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Feng, could it be that they are immortals?"

"Huh!"

Feng Wanli smiled slightly: "It's not like an immortal, but for you, it's actually not much different from an immortal." ”

When he said this, Feng Wan's face was indifferent.

If he hadn't condensed the sword pill before, he might not have been able to do it so lightly, but now that Feng Wanli has a sword pill, he can be compared to a monk in his infancy, and he has the status corresponding to Yan Chixia and Xiahou.

In Feng Wanli's opinion, Yan Chixia's cultivation should be in the late stage of Jindan, and if it breaks out, it should also be comparable to the monks in the early stage of the dollar infant.

The corresponding Xiahou, whose cultivation is slightly lower, is only comparable to a simple initial cultivation, and because he is a martial artist, he cannot live forever, only has sharp damage, and lacks the abilities of a Jindan monk.

However, in Feng Wanli's heart, there are still some doubts.

Xiahou has a giant sword in his hand, with a fierce killing intent, and he has a strength comparable to that of a monk in the Jindan period, and he can completely crush a little ghost like Xiaoqian, but why is he in the middle, but he accepted Nie Xiaoqian's confusion and finally died.

It stands to reason that even if Xiahou is not strong-willed, his strength is there, and Xiaoqian's strength is only based on foundation cultivation at most, and the gap between the two is not so easy to smooth.

At the same time, the battle on the battlefield has changed.

The original anxious battle, as time went by, Xia Hou still did not take Yan Chixia, his heart gradually became anxious, and the offensive became more and more fierce.

This is the same as the character of Xiahou in film and television dramas, although he is a rare genius swordsman in the world, but because he became famous as a young man, and he has the magic barrier of Yan Chixia in his heart, he can't attack it for a long time at this moment, and his heart has already panicked.

The huge giant sword kept slashing towards Yan Chixia on the opposite side.

Although its offensive is fierce, and every sword can open mountains and break stones, but in the eyes of Feng Wanli, Xiahou's flaws are becoming more and more numerous, and it has gradually reached the point of defeat.

Feng Wanli believed that these flaws could not be concealed from Yan Chixia in the distance.

Sure enough, just after Xiahou couldn't use his sword again and again, and his temperament became more and more violent, Yan Chixia suddenly flickered, and the long sword in her hand seemed to have eyes, and instantly appeared on Xiahou's neck, her gaze was extremely indifferent, and she looked at Xiahou on the opposite side lightly, and said:

"You lost. ”

After saying that, Yan Chixia's wrist trembled slightly, slowly withdrew the Xuanyuan Sword, and her figure turned slightly, walking towards Lanruo Temple.

"Is the false name of the world's number one swordsman really that important?"

Looking out the window at the end of the battle, Ning Caichen couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Feng Wanlijian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he glanced at Ning Caichen behind him, and said secretly in his heart: "This girl is a good seedling of cultivating Buddha, and she has a Buddha heart." ”

"I lost?"

Seeing that he had failed, Xia Hou was full of confusion, and he lost, not only did he lose this name, but he also lived up to his decades of hard swordsmanship.

When Xuanyuan's sword was pressed against his throat, he hadn't reacted yet.

"No! I didn't lose! I didn't lose!"

Suddenly, Xiahou roared loudly, and rushed into the bushes with the giant sword.

Seeing Xiahou leaving, Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he had to keep up, so he said to Ning Caichen on the side: "I'll come when I go, you be careful alone!"

After that, the wind was thousands of miles away, and the figure had disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it had already come to the dense forest.

"Here!"

Feng Wanli looked at the footprints on the ground, his heart moved slightly, and he hurriedly chased after Xiahou.

In this pursuit, Feng Wanli didn't come to Xiahou with good intentions, purely to win the Juque Sword.