Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1641 Surprise around
"get ready."

The moment the formation was activated, Luo Guhan's eyes narrowed, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he said.

The moment the words fell, he moved, and a set of crimson flying blades appeared in the void in his hand.

There are eighteen pieces in total, exuding the aura of black diamond-level artifacts.

Obviously, he wanted to test Jian Fengyun, and the first attack was not too strong.

With just a light wave of his hand, eighteen flying blades pierced the air, and a raging red flame ignited on the flying blades, rushing towards Jian Fengyun in front.

Keng!Keng!Keng!
Before the flying blade got close to Jian Fengyun, it was resisted by a blue force.

"The Emperor of the Blue Wind!"

Jian Fengyun gently squeezed the magic formula in his hand, and a green talisman appeared in front of his finger.

At the same moment, an identical cyan symbol appeared in front of each flying blade, resisting the power of the flying blade.

This is not a powerful true method, but just some secret techniques for the control of divine power in the Heaven Devouring inheritance, and it does not have much effect in a real duel.

However, he also saw that the countermeasure was just to test him, so using these secret techniques to deal with the opponent's temptation was completely sufficient.

"Blue wind technique!"

A cyan light flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes, he quickly pinched the formula in his hand, and the cyan symbol in front of him suddenly turned, quite fast.

boom!
With a soft sound, a green awn suddenly emerged from the largest talisman in Jian Fengyun's hand, piercing through the air with a strong power, piercing through the void.

This green light turned into a blue beam of light and rushed directly to Luo Guhan's chest in front of him.

At the same moment, all the turquoise symbols in the midair showed a little cyan light, and shot out a thinner cyan glow, knocking all the eighteen flying knives in front of him into the air, and shooting towards Luo Guhan at the same time.

"The Realm of Blood Star!"

Luo Guhan looked at the scene in front of him calmly, with a playful look on the corner of his mouth, as if mocking Jian Fengyun for his little strength.

The moment the green light fell, a red light curtain appeared in front of him, directly resisting all the attacks without any injuries.

Jian Fengyun then condensed another sword energy, transformed by divine power, without any blessing.

The sword energy pierced through the air and fell on the red light curtain. The color rippled a little, but it had no effect.

"Boy, if you only have this strength, you might not even have a chance to admit defeat today."

Luo Hangu's eyes turned cold, and a gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes staring at Jian Fengyun.

Yes, he had bad thoughts about Jian Fengyun.

Why is this person able to become No.1 on the Tianxu Monument, and why does Xinghe Island welcome him with a five-clawed golden dragon.

This made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Moreover, if the other party's talent is really high, then it will be a threat to his nephew or even Fomalhaut's lineage, so it is better to let him suffer a setback at this time and suppress him.

"If Senior Luo wants to take me down with just this one mouth, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Jian Fengyun glanced at it, and said bluntly.

If it was an ordinary battle, his words would not be so sharp, but the opponent was cold, and any warrior could feel the chill that was exuding from him just now.

He doesn't have to be polite to this kind of person.

Of course, he still needs to wait for the opportunity. After all, he is a strong person in the sacred realm of Xinghe Island. He doesn't know the opponent's strength. If the opponent wants to test him, he also wants to test the opponent.

"Excellent."

Luo Hangu sneered, with a hint of anger on his face.

For Jian Fengyun's provocation, he naturally thought it was a kind of contempt for himself.

Although he was able to cultivate to the holy state, his state of mind was naturally not weak, but when he had bad thoughts about Jian Fengyun in his heart, his state of mind was also slightly confused.

Luo Hangu made a move, a red flame was burning on his body, his speed was increased to the extreme, and he turned into a scarlet light shadow and charged towards him, the terrifying pair of fists punched the space and made a violent trembling sound.

"boom!"

Jian Fengyun slapped out the palm of the Eastern Emperor, the big black handprint spread across the sky, and the black pressure was dense, and he hit the crimson fist heavily.

boom--

It seemed as if a thunder had exploded, and the aftermath of the collision of red and black surged in all directions like a tide, violently shaking the surroundings of the monastery.

It was just a fist and a palm clash, and the aftermath was like a storm, like a huge wave.

Around the monastery, all the plants and trees were uprooted and shattered into mid-air. On the ground near the outside of the monastery, all the rocks were cracked and turned into dust and scattered. Relying on the blessing of the ancient prohibition to withstand this terrible impact.

Many warriors watching the battle were shocked. When the aftermath of the collision between the red and black waves hit, they all dodged to the rear, and some even released divine power shields to resist the aftermath.

It is hard to imagine that Jian Fengyun, who is only in the quasi-sacred realm, can collide with the Luoguhan in the sacred realm to produce such a terrifying aftermath.

The first collision was just as devastating.

Around the monastery, there was slight confusion.

Around the monastery, Elder Zhou's beautiful eyes moved, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Elder Wen clenched his fists even more, his old face was full of nervousness, as long as he felt that Jian Fengyun was in danger of life and death, he would definitely stop the test regardless.

The aftermath of the collision just now was too strong, and most people didn't see the situation of the other person fighting clearly.

But the two elders could see clearly that Jian Fengyun was directly blasted several feet away under this collision. Although he was not injured, his aura was no longer as stable as it was at the beginning.

In the next moment, the aftermath in the center of the monastery cleared away, and the smoke and dust dispersed.

I saw Luo Hangu standing in the center of the monastery, not moving an inch, while Jian Fengyun had been forced to retreat to the edge of the monastery, although there was no injury on his body, the situation was obviously at a disadvantage.

"What's the situation, Jian Fengyun is fine?!"

"He actually took a punch from Senior Luo Hangu and he was fine?!"

"It should be that the seniors kept their hands. After all, he is the Holy Son of Heaven. It's hard to explain to the Holy Academy if he is killed or disabled!"

"It's possible, it should be."

Around the monastery, many spectators were discussing. Among them, people from Fomalhaut's sect almost unanimously agreed that Luo Guhan had reservations. Otherwise, even if one palm could not take down Jian Fengyun, it could at least injure the opponent a little bit. Yes, it is impossible to be unscathed anyway.

They didn't know that Luo Guhan standing in the center of the monastery had similar emotions to theirs.

He was stunned subconsciously, the palm just now didn't seem to have much momentum, and it didn't activate any real magic, but the power was the attack of a real strong man in the holy realm.

Jian Fengyun was able to withstand it unscathed, which is enough to show that he had reservations in dealing with his previous temptations.

"Humph……"

(End of this chapter)