The most powerful plant system

Chapter 41 Rising to the Sky!

Facing Yan Nangui, the attacks at the Enlightenment Realm couldn't hurt him at all. If he wanted to turn defeat into victory, there was probably only one possibility.

Ye Feng fought desperately, his whole body was full of enthusiasm, but his heart was unprecedentedly calm at this moment.

His sword stabbed out slowly, and the wind in the bamboo forest was soft.

The first sword, flowing clouds and flowing water!

The thatched grass sword suddenly lost its sharpness in Ye Feng's hands, and became like swallowing clouds and mist, in the sea of ​​clouds, without a trace.

Yan Nangui turned a blind eye to this sudden change in momentum, the blood dragon's marksmanship opened wide and closed, taking advantage of the unity of man and nature, he speared and pointed at the enemy seven inches.

Ye Feng immediately felt that the sword move was going to be interrupted, if so, he couldn't gather momentum, and it was impossible to make the strongest move.

With a swipe of his feet, he used his sword to fend off the enemy, but there was sunlight gushing out of his body, pouring into the earth continuously.

That was the little sunshine he had left, blending into the environment, stimulating the vegetation to grow vigorously and crazily, and stimulating the sound of Zen and bamboo to deafen the ears.

Yannangui is obviously already one of heaven and man, but at this moment, he feels that the surrounding environment is incompatible with him, his hands and feet are tied, and his thoughts are full of distractions.

"Ahhh!"

The black spear danced crazily, destroying the dead, strangling endless vegetation, but it also bought time for Ye Feng to use his sword moves.

The second sword, dark clouds gather!

The third sword, Kuangtao Juanyun!

The light of Ye Feng's sword swayed, and the originally leisurely sea of ​​clouds seemed to be thundered, dark clouds were torrential, and heavy rain was approaching.

Even the surrounding bamboo forest was affected by him, the wind was strong, and the vegetation turned into angry beasts.

His aura continued to rise with the changes in his sword moves, exhausting the subtlety of his moves.

The sixth sword, Yunjuan Yunshu!

The seventh sword, there is no cloud in the sky!

When Ye Feng used the eighth sword move, his aura had risen to the point where Yan Nangui was moved, and he instinctively sensed a strong sense of crisis.

This sword move is superimposed layer upon layer, and the artistic conception continues to build up the roof, and the last sword will definitely shake the world!
He must be stopped!Otherwise, it will undoubtedly fail!

When this idea welled up, he moved almost insanely, every shot exploded with anger, breaking the vegetation.

Even the abbot of Xiaolin Temple, who had already fled outside the bamboo forest, could clearly feel that terrifying aura, and his heart jumped with fear.

"That Ye Feng is really not easy, forcing the master of the Yan family to go all out."

The abbot of Xiaolin Temple secretly rejoiced that he escaped early, hesitated for a while, but stayed where he was and waited.

This battle is related to the future pattern of the Tianyue Mountain Range, and the future of Xiaolin Temple will depend on the outcome.

Under Yan Nangui's madness, Ye Feng was under great pressure every time he struck a sword, but he didn't flinch in the slightest.

The last strike of the Liuyun Thirteen Swords is comparable to a strike at the Tongxuan Realm, and this sword requires sword moves to be used together to accumulate momentum to the apex.

If he breaks off halfway, he has to start all over again, and his physical strength is no longer allowed to do it again.

Therefore, everything is bet on this last sword!

Ye Feng's sleeves were torn apart by the strong wind, and the Blood Dragon Spear almost pierced through his body several times, but he held the sword firmly!

The tenth sword, exploring the moon in the clouds!

No.11 sword, the cloud rises and the cloud destroys!

After casting No.11 sword, Ye Feng's hand holding the sword was trembling, and Yan Nangui's spear emitted a substantial glow, and the wild growth of vegetation could no longer keep up with the opponent's speed.

No.12 Sword, Lingyun Feiliu!
Ye Feng raised his thatched sword, his aura rose to a terrifying level, and his whole face was distorted and deformed!

The artistic conception of Yunjuan Yunshu has long since disappeared, and there are violent winds and showers, lightning and thunder, accumulating the most violent cloud calamity.

At this point, it is a battle of life and death!

"The Raptors fall!"

Yan Nangui raised his head to the sky and howled, he jumped up to a height of five feet, and struck from top to bottom, the tip of the spear gleamed with black light, the void was crumbling, and the spear glowed ten feet high!
Ye Fengjian got higher and higher, and his aura finally climbed to the extreme, combining the profound meaning of the Thirteen Swords.

No.13 sword, soaring into the sky!
Clang!
The resounding sound of the sword sounded, like a golden roc soaring up to the blue clouds in the nine sky, turning into a shocking sword glow!
This is the collision of the pinnacle of enlightenment, the ultimate duel of warriors, and the attack power of both sides has touched the threshold of Xuanxiu!
On Lingxiu Peak, the wind and clouds above the bamboo forest are changing, and everyone on the top of the mountain is feeling uneasy, oppressed and almost suffocated in front of that force.

In the end, the clouds cleared, and the bamboo forest was full of broken branches and leaves. Within a hundred meters of the battle center, there was no grass left.

Yan Nangui fell from mid-air, his body was divided into two halves, his pupils were wide open.

But Ye Feng was half-stained with blood, and almost fell to the ground from exhaustion, barely standing still with the support of the thatched sword.

Ye Feng managed to defeat Yan Nangui with only a half move, relying on a blow comparable to that of Tongxuan Realm.

If Yan Nangui didn't expend a lot of energy before fighting him, if the environment was not favorable to him, if he didn't have the powerful physique brought by the Giant Spirit Art, if he didn't cultivate the Liuyun Thirteen Swords to great success.

As long as the slightest condition is lacking, Ye Feng must be the loser today.

It was a dangerous victory, but in the end it was a victory!
"I must open other acupoints as soon as possible and break through to the Tongxuan Realm. Damn, I don't want to fight so hard again!"

Ye Feng had a strong desire to improve his cultivation. At this moment, there was no bone in his body that did not hurt, and he was about to pass out.

Such a picture really does not fit the image of the invincible traverser!

"Big Brother!"

Jiao Kuan and Li Xue sensed movement in the forest and ran in worriedly.

Ever since Ye Feng met the enemy alone, they were restless. If they weren't afraid of becoming a burden to their seniors, they would have already rushed in.

Now when they came in and saw Ye Fengman's body was injured, both of them rushed to help him.

The support of the two made Ye Feng's tense body relax, and finally his feet went limp, and he collapsed forward into Li Xue's arms.

Huh?What is so soft, so comfortable?

This is his last consciousness.

……

It has been two days since Ye Feng woke up, and when he got up together, he was sweating all over.

He had a nightmare, dreaming that Yan Nangui was not dead, and after his death, Lingxiu Peak was burned, killed and looted, and Lingxiu Peak was reduced to ruins.

Fortunately, the dream was just a dream. When he woke up, he was in his own room. The injuries on his body had almost healed, and it was difficult to see even a scar.

"Strange, where's my injury?"

He froze for a moment, he was seriously injured in the battle with Yan Nangui, how could he recover so quickly without even leaving a scar.

Could it be that he was in a coma and slept for several months?

"Junior Brother, Junior Sister!"

He hurriedly called someone, eager to understand the situation that day.

He had no choice but to go into a coma that day. If he could hold on, he should take care of everything.

You must know that at that time, there were still some remnants of the True Martial Sect, no matter whether it was outside the mountain or inside the mountain. I am afraid that the younger brothers and younger sisters could not deal with it.

Thinking of him made me a little worried, footsteps sounded outside the door, and someone heard his shout.

"Brother Ye Feng, are you finally awake?"

When a beautiful figure appeared at the door, Ye Feng was stunned.

(End of this chapter)