Legend of Sword and God

The carrier came straight to Fengyun Yi with a monstrous aura, grabbed the void with his palm, and blasted towards Fengyun Yi with a handprint that condensed the powerful aura of heaven and earth in his palm.

"This kind of attack is useless to me." He watched the huge palm print flying towards him faintly, and then turned his hand into a knife, the purple-black true energy in his body rotated, and an attack waved out.

"boom!"

The palm print and this attack collided with each other, and the surrounding space twisted slightly, but after a few breath collisions, calm was restored.

"Really, then let me show you the unique skill of my Beamon clan, Beamon God Fist!" The punch condenses the strength that has just been promoted to the middle of the eighth level and the law of the wind that I have comprehended, and the void can't stop shaking, as if it has been The mighty Behemoth was roaring, and hit Feng Yunyi without any mercy.

"Bimeng Divine Fist, this kind of boxing method seems to have been used by the elder Bimeng named Junjian, but he fell in the end. You also used this kind of boxing method today. Although your strength is enough, your realm is still at the peak of the seventh level. , there is no threat to me! Bipolar attack."

The two laws of water and fire in the body are condensed on the palm of the hand, and with Feng Yunyi's dancing, mysterious forces between the heaven and the earth are attracted, the two poles of water and fire repel and attract each other, one hand is red, and the other is blue, and they immediately fly to compete with each other. Meng Shen fist collided.

"boom!"

The sound of collision kept ringing, and the bodies of the two hit higher and higher. There were already powerful practitioners standing within a few kilometers of the Golden City below. Beside Fengyunyi's room, Carter and Qiyun were looking at it Zhuo Fengyunyi was fighting with the elders of the Beamon clan.

"The Beamon God Fist of the Beamon Clan is really domineering. Although the most pure Beamon God Fist needs someone with the blood of the Beamon Clan to unleash the most powerful power, but looking at the Beamon Clan man in front of him is also very powerful. I have arrived, but my cultivation seems a little vain? Is this?"

On a building far away, the Xiaoyue Sirius family who entered the city during the day seemed to be attracted by the battle in the sky, flying into the void one after another, watching the fierce battle.

"Well, the cultivation base of the whole body is very vain, and there is no sense of stability. It seems that it was forcibly promoted. No, even if it is forcibly promoted, the essence in the body should not be lost. You can see that he is extremely pale from top to bottom. The lack of spiritual energy in and out is obviously the result of using a certain forbidden."

The Supreme Elders of the Xiaoyue Sirius clan observed by Fengyun Yi during the day, generally speaking, among the top ten royal families and the relatively large second-rate clans below, the ranks of elders are divided into three levels. The title of elder, the title of Supreme Elder with an eighth-level cultivation base, and the title of Holy Elder with a ninth-level cultivation base.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked at the light-splashing battle in the distance, "The human beings are not simple, they can fight against them at a young age, and their overall strength should be around level eight, which is rare among our race."

"The Beamon clan actually sent nine elders to siege, but it seems that eight of them have fallen, and I don't know what happened to the last one. In case the Beamon clan really can't handle it anymore, shall we go and take action?" After all, the relationship between our clan and the Beamon clan is okay?"

Another member of the Xiaoyue Sirius clan at the side, seeing that his cultivation was only at the seventh-level high stage, looked at the corpses of eight seventh-level powerhouses placed on the street in front of him, and immediately turned to the people around him. The Supreme Elder asked.

"Relationship is acceptable? Hehe, since the establishment of the ten major royal families into today's situation, the relationship between the royal families has not had the word "acceptable". The backlash fell directly, leaving only a few words, but the meaning represented by the words is the future of the entire barren continent!"

The Supreme Elder next to him glanced at the juniors in the clan, and explained patiently and disdainfully.

"I also know about this matter, but what are the few words left by the holy elder, can the elder clarify?" Regarding this matter in the clan, practitioners above the seventh level are aware of it, but they know the specific content left behind There are really not many, so many seventh-level elders have always been curious.

"If you want to know, then hurry up and practice. When you get the qualification, you will know." The Supreme Elder smiled slightly, and then stopped talking.

Above the void in the distance, the fight between Feng Yunyi and the Beamon clan was nearing completion.

The Beamon Divine Fist shook the sky and the earth, one punch after another continuously attacked Feng Yunyi, but in an instant it was blocked by Feng Yunyi's hands and double poles integrated into the way of Hunyuan Taiji.

Although the strength of the opponent has been greatly improved after being promoted to the middle stage of the eighth level, the forbidden technique is a forbidden technique after all, and the power he possesses is not from his hard work at all. This kind of power is destined to not last long. It's been a long time, and the calculation time should be almost the same.

If you are fighting against yourself for a period of time, the opponent will directly collapse before you make another move!

"How can your power be so powerful, how can you, a seventh-level cultivator, have such power!" Seemingly feeling the mess in his body, Bimon's attack speed also accelerated a bit, wanting to take advantage of it There is still such a power in the body to defeat the opponent.

But the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is so cruel.

No matter how much power you attack, the opponent completely resists it. This is the power that a real eighth-level mid-term practitioner can have. The opponent can still bear it. Could it be that the opponent is so strong? Thinking of this, I can't help I was in a trance for a while, and the movements of my hands were slightly sluggish.

"It looks like you can't last long, so I'll give you a ride, Suzaku Seal!" The seal in the hand pinched, and after that night, the law of the fire element reached a level of perfection. The power possessed by its first layer is almost perfectly displayed.

The noble and elegant divine bird reappeared in the sky, and a layer of perfect law was integrated into it. A huge power swept all directions with the appearance of the Suzaku phantom. It was full of compelling flames, and the surrounding void seemed to be Some couldn't bear the pressure brought by the divine bird, and they vibrated and twisted continuously.

"go with!"

Seeing the opponent's divine fist hit again, he pointed in the distance, and the laughing Suzaku, who was about the same size as Bimon opposite him, let out a long roar, and then galloped away.

"boom!"

The expected sound of collision appeared in the ears of everyone watching the battle, and the monstrous flames fluctuated in the void with the light blue law of Beamon. In an instant, the area within a mile radius suddenly became nothingness.

Fortunately, the two were fighting at high altitude. If they were fighting on the ground above the street, the destructive power would be astonishing.

Feng Yunyi stepped back tens of meters away, quietly watching the movement in front of him, his soul radiated out, although his blow was powerful, but it was not enough to destroy the opponent, after two breaths, Feng Yunyi's eyes flashed fiercely, "If you want to explode yourself, there is no such possibility."

As soon as the words fell, a dark figure rushed towards Fengyun Yi, "Hehe, human, you are very powerful, even if I am promoted to the mid-eighth level, I still can't resist, but you don't want to feel better if I die." Accompanied With the outflow of hideous words.

A destructive aura suddenly erupted in the body, "Human, die for me!"

"You want to threaten me by self-detonation, hmph, Tianjue Sword, all swords!" With a thought, Tianjue Sword appeared behind him, and then Feng Yunyi waved his hands, Tianjue Sword kept waving behind him, every time he swung , countless sword shadows appeared behind him.

"Edict!"

The sword qi of countless sword shadow carriers of different powers rushed towards the approaching Beamon.Seen from a distance, it looked like a torrent of sword shadow flowing out of Feng Yunyi's body and hitting towards the opponent.

"Break it! Break it!" Behemoth was furious, but now most of the fighting energy in his body has been stored in his dantian, and he wanted to crash into it and directly explode himself, but now there is such a torrent of sword shadows in front of him, Countless sword shadows blended into it, although the power of each sword shadow was mostly between the third level and the fifth level.

I usually don't like it, but I can ignore one sword shadow and two sword shadows, but now, there are tens of thousands of sword shadows in front of my eyes.

My heart skipped a beat, I didn't release the fighting weapon in my body to resist, all relying on my strong skin to try to break through.

But how could the purple-black true energy that merged into Feng Yunyi's body be so easy to resist, that layer of hard skin soon became blood-stained.Although he was getting closer to Fengyun Yi, his whole body was already in dilapidated condition.

"It's really standing upright, but it's over here, Wanjian returns to Yuan, Yujian Feixian!" The countless sword shadows behind him who are about to move are united again, and the Tianjue sword is suspended above Feng Yunyi's head, "Go!" Inspired by the sword formula in his hand, the Tianjue Sword turned into a stream of light and appeared in front of Bimon.

With lightning speed, he slashed at the head with a sword.

"You..." Behemoth, who was fighting against the remaining sword shadows, only felt his whole body tense, and then realized that his body was out of his control, and wanted to yell at Feng Yunyi, but only After saying a word, suddenly, a mighty head fell onto the street, and the rest of the body lost the command of the spirit, and the fighting spirit in the body collapsed directly.

Immediately afterwards, the body followed the falling head, and the Tianjue Sword also flew into Feng Yunyi's body in a flash, looking down at Behemoth who had been beheaded by him, grabbed the void, and nine corpses were suspended in front of him.

"Break!" Immediately, he punched towards the void next to him, and the void shattered with one punch, and the nine corpses were sucked in smoothly.

After finishing all this, he turned around and glanced at the crowd around him, without saying anything, stepped out, disappeared into the distance, and appeared in his room!

Seeing Fengyunyi disappear into the void, Carter and Qiyun also closed the windows and entered the room to practice hard. Every time they saw their palace lord fighting, they found that the gap was getting bigger and bigger. If they didn't work hard, I'm afraid the two of them Will always be a burden!

In the outside world, the people who watched the turbulent battles couldn't be calm for a long time. Is this still a method that a seventh-level practitioner can use?Or is it that humans have always been so powerful!

No one knew about it, but this battle spread in the Golden City at the fastest speed.