Chapter 9: Shocking Confrontation!
There is no opponent who needs his shot!
Dongfang Ming's tone was flat, as if he was telling extremely ordinary facts.
Yi Tianfeng and Lin Qinglian, although their faces sank, did not refute him, and seemed to acquiesce.
"If Nangong Shuo doesn't appear, just rely on you, I'm afraid I won't be able to help my Sword Villa. Yi Tianfeng said.
Dongfang Ming smiled noncommittally, and said lightly: "I can't help it, I have to try it to know." ”
Slowly approached two steps, stretched out one hand and signaled, very polite, "Master Yi, please." ”
Wang Yue was far away, secretly recovering from his injuries, not squinting, paying attention to the situation in the field.
"Tianfeng, let me make a move, you have to stay in full bloom so that you can deal with Nangong Shuo. Lin Qinglian stepped forward to fight for Yi Tianfeng.
Yi Tianfeng stopped him and shook his head, "I'm afraid you are not his opponent, his strength is better than the last time we met, and he is refined, and his talent is really not inferior to Nangong Shuo." ”
The expression was a little complicated, looking at Dongfang Ming, Lin Qinglian wanted to speak and stopped, looked up at Yi Tianfeng's side face, could only purse her lips and retract her steps.
"I thought that if you wanted a woman to do it, then I would look down on you. Dongfang Ming said.
Yi Tianfeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is a battle between our men." Pacing forward, "The battle after eleven years!"
Suddenly, the two of them seemed to exude an indescribable aura, slowly approaching, and the situation was about to erupt.
Laugh at!
The two of them were five feet apart, and suddenly the momentum was struck, Yi Tianfeng's sword eyebrows were horizontal, his sword finger was a little forward, and an invisible sword qi burst out, and Dongfang Ming raised his palm and waved, driving a soft palm force, which seemed to be able to contain everything, and when he encountered the extremely sharp sword qi, the two canceled each other out strangely.
The two of them exchanged a move, both jumped up, flashed to the eaves several feet high in an instant, and shot quickly, the two sides came and went, one move and one style at hand, all of them used the most ordinary moves, the fists and swords countered each other, but the power was extremely amazing, an invisible oppressive force dispersed, and the momentum made the grandmaster master a little frightened.
In several rounds, the two fought on par, and it seemed that the martial arts cultivation of the two was equal.
"Dongfang Ming is really a geek, and his current strength is actually comparable to Tianfeng, and in time, he will be another Nangong Shuo. Lin Qinglian sighed slightly.
Nangong Shuo?
Wang Yue's ears moved, Nangong Shuo is the leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect, known as the genius of the Xuanzhou Realm for hundreds of years, he reached the realm of the Great Grandmaster at the age of thirty-two, and he is only thirty-three years old this year, even Yi Tianfeng admires him very much.
Looking at the battle between Yi Tianfeng and Dongfang Ming again, their level is not yet the realm of the Great Grandmaster, and it seems that the gap between the Great Grandmaster realm and the Grandmaster realm is also very large.
"Yi Tianfeng, it seems that your strength has also improved, before the age of fifty, you can step into the threshold of the Great Grandmaster. Dongfang Ming said.
The hands are brushed, like the moon in the water in the mirror, which is clearly visible, but there is no trace.
"Thank you for your praise! Yi Tianfeng praised. With a wave of sword fingers in both hands, one staggered swing out one after the other, and the invisible sword qi burst out, cracking all of Dongfang Ming's palm techniques, without dodging at all, straight and forward.
"Your 'Nameless Sword Qi' isn't bad either. "Dongfang Ming didn't care about Yi Tianfeng's fierce sword qi and rampage, he was beaten with softness and tolerance, but he could also make Yi Tianfeng's sword qi unable to reach him.
The two fought very fiercely, but they talked like old friends, which was very weird.
In the rest of the country, the fighting is already very fierce.
More and more Sun Moon God Sect masters rushed into the village, and the defense on the periphery of the Famous Sword Villa had begun to fall apart, and after a long period of fighting, the disadvantage of the Famous Sword Villa was getting bigger and bigger, and if some changes were not made, I am afraid that I would not be able to escape the fate of being destroyed.
"Dongfang Ming, it's time to divide the winner. Yi Tianfeng spoke.
Indeed, the current situation is extremely bad for the Famous Sword Villa, Yi Tianfeng, as the owner of the village, must set an example, he can't lose, he has to win, this battle still has to be fought, if he loses, then he will lose completely, up and down the Famous Sword Villa, I'm afraid I can't escape this catastrophe.
"Okay, let's shoot. Dongfang Ming also knows that it is time to distinguish the winner and the loser, and at their level, it is often enough to distinguish the winner and loser.
The two of them fought each other, each swept away, Yi Tianfeng held the half moon with both hands, circled around, a peerless true qi faintly churned, raised his hands, the unparalleled true qi suddenly differentiated into eight lifelike swords, sinking and floating above his head, the monstrous sword momentum rose to the sky, the eight true qi illusion swords buzzed and trembled, Yi Tianfeng's expression was cold.
"Eight styles of famous swords - eight swords in one!"
Yi Tianfeng sighed in his heart, jumped up, closed his hands, and the eight swords suddenly condensed into a transparent glass giant sword, and the sharp sword momentum involuntarily escaped out, scraping on the skin with a faint pain.
Suddenly, his hands slashed down, and the glass giant sword suddenly fell, and the target was Dongfang Ming.
"Drink!"
Dongfang Ming's face was extremely solemn, in the face of such an earth-shattering sword, his palms were put together, his whole body exploded, and he suddenly slammed up, the previous feminine offensive turned into a masculine palm power at this moment, and under the sun, it seemed that a pair of golden palm power met the glass giant sword that fell.
Airplanes!
It seems that there is a momentary loss of sound at the scene, and in this moment, even the sound cannot be transmitted, and the world seems to be dead silent. After the loss of sound, there was a muffled sound that rushed straight into the brain, which made people a little dizzy.
"It's so strong, it can burst out like this!"
Wang Yue's true qi protects his body, but it doesn't have much impact, so does Lin Qinglian, so do those grandmasters who fight, and those who are below the grandmaster, for this kind of aftermath, they are shocked and bloody, their ears are buzzing, and their ears, mouth and nose unconsciously overflow with a trace of blood.
This is not a real great grandmaster, but he should have stepped into the threshold of a half-step grandmaster, so how terrifying is the martial arts of Nangong Shuo of the great grandmaster.
Wang Yue found that he seemed to have been underestimating the great master, that level has been the unity of heaven and man, the unity of spirit and spirit, almost out of the category of people, it is almost the ultimate of martial arts, and further, it is the existence that penetrates the realm of heaven and man and shatters the void.
Boom!
After all, Yi Tianfeng won a few points, and the glazed giant sword slashed down, breaking through Dongfang Ming's offensive, but it was illusory, and it fell directly on top of Dongfang Ming's head, suddenly cutting out a deep sword pit.
"Ahem...... Ahem......"
Dongfang Ming was at the critical moment, but he still dodged the vital point, but there was a deep wound on his right shoulder, and blood gushed out, Dongfang Ming hurriedly pointed out the acupoints around the wound, sealed the acupoint meridians, and the blood slowly stopped.
"After all, it's still your eight swords that are powerful in one, I'm not as good as you!" Dongfang Ming's mouth also overflowed with a trace of blood, but he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.
Yi Tianfeng gasped slightly, swept down, looked at Dongfang Ming, his face was inexplicable, and he raised his hand, obviously about to kill him.
"Come, death at your hands is not in vain. Dongfang Ming stabilized his body and said with a smile: "However, I won't be caught." ”
"Yi Tianfeng, I'm here, you can't kill him. A slightly lazy and majestic voice sounded, and in an instant, a figure appeared beside Dongfang Ming, standing proudly.