331 Statue of Collapse
He was full of spirits, and his whole body was shaken, and the blood dance around him was immediately dispersed, revealing the white crescent moon mountain in it.
With a long sword in hand, it has a lot of momentum that I have in the world.
Holding the sword, raising his hand, pointing ahead, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, if he hadn't been drained of mana before, he would definitely not have suffered such a strong trauma.
"I'm going to be ashamed!"
With his angry roar, the statue holding the big knife also erupted into a roar, as if the arrogance of the wind had completely angered him, he turned around and glanced at the statue of the bronze coffin on the side, as if to say something.
Sure enough, when he turned around, the statue holding the floating dust in his hand was not aimed at the style, and after that, he turned forward, and with a flick of the big knife in his hand, a knife qi visible to the naked eye instantly cut through the sky and slashed towards Feng Qingyang.
"Carving insect skills!"
Feng Qingyang smiled casually, looking at the oncoming sword qi, his face was noncommittal, as if he was mocking, he slashed away with a sword, and a strong sword qi gushed out, but it was much stronger than that sword qi, the sword qi and the sword qi collided together, and exploded in an instant, and a wave of qi visible to the naked eye suddenly spread out to both sides.
"This sword, why is it so weird. ”
Feng Qingyang was a little surprised in his heart, with a random blow before, he didn't expect this broken sword to burst out with such a powerful power, it was almost comparable to his full strength.
Obviously, it was just a broken sword, and his mind sank into it, and he didn't feel consciousness, which means that the sword is definitely not a treasure, aura or the like.
However, if it is an ordinary sword, how can it be so strong? He was puzzled, but he didn't think much about it, anyway, it wouldn't be harmful to himself, originally he planned to use the judge's pen to destroy those two mysterious statues at once.
Now that there is a broken sword, what are you afraid of? And there is no power to fight back, on the contrary, it is still a blessing, thinking about this, Feng Qingyang is overjoyed.
Armed with a sword, he immediately fought with the man holding the sword.
The hall was turbulent, there were bursts of sonorous sounds, the wind was clear and the whole body was pitch black, that was when he cast the second layer of 'copper skin and iron bones', turning into a human-like beast.
With a flick of the tail, the ground shook the mountain, and the whip was even more crackling, and he held the broken sword with his big paws, pulling out beautiful sword flowers, which seemed gorgeous, but contained a huge shocking killing machine.
Although he doesn't understand the sword, he knows what the soul and spirit of the sword are, as long as he can achieve the unity of man and sword, even if he doesn't understand the sword, he will burst out with great power.
He took the road of killing fierceness, so he held the sword in his hand and opened and closed, and fought with the sword holding statue in the void for a few rounds, but he did not distinguish between the superior and the inferior.
The hall swayed, the roar was endless, if it weren't for the special here, I was afraid that the hall would have been wiped out long ago, and there was no change in withstanding such a powerful movement, which can be seen in general.
Feng Qingyang held the sword, and two million catties of power poured into the broken sword, at this moment, he seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, his expression was high, and the surging battle intent filled his body.
He slashed down with a sword, and the blade of the sword became larger in the wind, and suddenly turned into several longs, and slashed at the statue with a bang, only to hear a piercing explosion, and the statue suddenly cracked, and seemed to collapse at any time.
However, at this moment, the statue had a strange smile, as if it could make Feng Qingyang hit him, and the crack spread, but it stopped abruptly in an instant, and then a strange scene appeared.
The statue stood still, and the charm on his body had even disappeared, as if it had once again turned into the previous rigidity, however, Feng Qingyang felt a fatal crisis from him.
Suddenly, his heart jumped, only to feel a breaking wind behind him, his hair exploded instantly, and he quickly flew forward, however, it was too late!
Just as the idea of his escape just rose, the other statue that was originally watching the battle from the sidelines suddenly waved his hand, and the bronze ancient coffin boomed, and a dark yellow aura hung down.
Feng Qingyang was frozen in an instant, he secretly said that he was miserable, and suddenly felt a heart-rending pain spread throughout his body, he gasped, and with super perseverance broke free from the suppression of the ancient coffin, he fell to the ground and rolled to the side with a grunt.
He bared his teeth and turned his head to look, only to see a large wound on his shoulder that was deep enough to see the bones, almost shattering half of his body.
At the moment when his blood splashed, the statue holding the big knife suddenly absorbed it, and the light on his body instantly dimmed, but it was even more full of charm.
This point was obviously seen by Feng Qingyang, he gritted his teeth and stood up, put his hand on his shoulder a little, and suddenly closed the major artery with a click, and the original wild blood was also stopped instantly.
But in this way, his left arm temporarily lost his strength, and he could only rely on one hand.
He leapt to his feet, once again fighting with the Broadsword statue.
The sonorous sound came again, you sword, I sword, the left half of his body was about to be broken, but the statue was not good, originally after absorbing the blood of the wind and the clear wind, the charm disappeared after a moment of battle, obviously he was also injured a lot.
And there are cracks everywhere all over the body, and it seems that they are about to collapse at any time.
The wind was clear and the black light was emitted all over his body, and the image of the Qiang Zun was condensed behind him, as if he had turned into the Qiang Zun, and the broken sword was the fangs of the Qiang Zun.
His veins were tumbling and boiling, and he let out a loud roar, as if he was venting, and even more so about his unwillingness, he raised his giant feet and slammed on the earth!
War tramples! What tramples on is the oppression of heaven!
"Whew!"
It roared wildly, the sound waves were like thunder, the real human eardrums were buzzing, the head was roaring, the wind was clear and powerful, and the big knife statue was also impatient, his whole body was as hard as iron, and it seemed that the way of cultivating the flesh was also in front of him.
He didn't use spells, he just blindly fought with Feng Qingyang in close combat, and every knife was slashed on the broken sword, and that feeling seemed to be a fist to the flesh.
In this way, the battle between the two, it seems that half a day has passed, Feng Qingyang has turned into a bloody man again, and the phantoms behind him have been scattered.
And the big knife statue was even more dilapidated, covered with big cracks, looking crumbling, almost collapsing.
At this point in the battle, Feng Qingyang finally couldn't bear it anymore, he used enough strength to shrink the broken sword, and his long and sharp nails stretched out, just wrapping the broken sword in it.
"Proud of the nine heavens!"
He shouted, and the momentum of his body instantly climbed to the peak, his steps were mysterious, and the red ones flew in the wind, like a generation of demon gods. This time, he completely exploded with all his strength.
This punch was enough to blow up a hill, and he was like a meteor, stepping on the void and instantly smashing at the statue of the big knife.
Thundered......
The earth shook suddenly, but the light of the hall dimmed at this moment, as if it had been hit hard!
"Good...... It's amazing!"