Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 149 Blood Moon Demon Severing Knife
Boom!

Hei Huwei let out a low growl suddenly, his body was like a bowed leopard, and he shot out in an instant. The saber in his hand was like a calligrapher splashing ink. Falling, a terrifying aura erupted!

Buzzing buzzing——The saber slashed down with a bang, and suddenly a terrifying aura erupted, and it swept over in an instant. It sounded like howls of ghosts and gods, and also like shrill screams, biting at Fang Qi's head in an instant!

"Follow your body like a shadow."

Fang Qi said softly, his body suddenly disappeared without a trace, like a leaf of duckweed, he floated to the other side of the ring in an instant.

"Run? Your movement skills are pretty good, but is it a pity that you managed to run?" Hei Huwei suddenly laughed, and the burly figure with a height of nine feet stepped forward immediately, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

Boom!

He swung the Saber, and came again, this time the Saber came through the air, the terrifying light of the saber was like a black horse, and it slashed down in the air!

Crackling!

The entire arena was torn apart with a long crack!

Fang Qi's body turned into a black shadow again, and it spread out in an instant, and this knife did not hit Fang Qi either.

"Still hiding?" Hei Huwei's pupils shrank, and he suddenly growled, "Fang Qi, you can't win just by running away!"

Boom!

He roared again, the aura of his body rose again, and the saber slashed wantonly. The crimson knife light and the black saber seemed to merge into one, and he slashed at Fang Qi instantly, but this time it was different. Fang Qi felt the knife Come on, it seems that there is already a layer of "potential" charm in it.

Whoa!
The berserk power suddenly turned into a blood-red gust of wind, instantly killing his head and covering his face!
"I actually comprehended a trace of 'sword intent'." Fang Qi looked at it differently. After all, the other party was a famous senior, and he actually comprehended a trace of artistic conception. Although the taste of this artistic conception is still very vague, even so, it is still extremely terrifying!
artistic conception!

Not every senior celebrity can comprehend this kind of thing. Among the one hundred experts in the mystical realm, I am afraid that not many people can comprehend the artistic conception, and they can be counted on one hand!
Many experts in the Mysterious Realm have never been able to comprehend the artistic conception in their entire lives, and their understanding of magic is still very low.

Whoa!

With this saber slashed, there was a smell of sweeping away thousands of troops and invincibility immediately!
"Since you can't hide, don't hide!"

Fang Qi's eyes moved suddenly, and he stood still suddenly, all the energy in his body froze.

groan!
Fang Qi suddenly drew his sword!

Every sword is extremely fast!

quick!quick!quick!
To the extreme!

The sword light swayed like raindrops in the air, falling down in an instant!

Whoa!
Everyone felt that Fang Qi drew his sword instantly, and then heard a burst of crashing sound, as if it was raining heavily!
Woohoo — the sword light in Fang Qi's hand is too fast. The sword light kept splitting. Each sword contains a huge power, and it was on the other party's cutting horse knife!
Boom!

Hei Huwei felt the terrifying power coming from Zhan Saber, and his expression changed drastically. He looked at Fang Qi in disbelief, as if he was looking at a monster!
"What a powerful force!" Hei Huwei felt his jaw go numb, this force was so powerful that he almost let the Saber out of his hand!

"How could this happen?!" Hei Huwei himself didn't believe it.

"It's a pity, so far I can only cultivate to the second level, the ten-direction phantom sword. If I can comprehend the third level, the ethereal and lonely Hongying, with one sword, there is no trace to be found, just like an antelope Hanging the horn, you can defeat this person in an instant!" Fang Qi secretly said in his heart, but he has not been very diligent in the third level of this stunning sword, and he also knows that in order to comprehend this third level, he needs to touch the artistic conception , that is, the level of sword intent!
"We can only rely on pure strength to suppress him." Fang Qi shook his head in his heart. What Jinghong Yijian pursued was the speed of the sword, faster, and even faster, but now he can only rely on strength to suppress the opponent. The way of the sword is completely different.

"If my swordsmanship can be promoted to the third level, I can quickly defeat the opponent." Fang Qi pondered in his heart. Although the opponent is a master of the Dharma Realm, Fang Qi is not afraid at all.

Boom!

Zhanma Dao came again, this time Zhanma Dao crushed down with a bang, the thick Yuan force was roaring like the Yangtze River, when it fell down in the air, the strong wind rushed to the face, the huge air machine exploded loudly, Fang Qi's sword light Flickering, the whole body's Qi machine was simultaneously drawn by the Jinghong swordsmanship, and the mysterious golden book in his body heard the huge and incomparable roar of the avenue, trembling in Fang Qi's body, Fang Qi couldn't help but fell into that whirlwind. In the dark sword way.

"Jinghong swordsmanship, with a single strike, the wind and waves are treacherous, invisible and shadowless, like a long wind sweeping the ground..."

At the same time, Fang Qi's heart resounded with the scriptures in the ancient scriptures and the mysterious golden book, and his whole body was instantly concentrated. The essence of Hong swordsmanship.

Whoa!

Fang Qi's sword light became faster and faster, and countless swords were fired in an instant. The sword light diffused and enveloped the audience immediately.

"Good swordsmanship!" The Saber was knocked back again and again, whether it was Hei Huwei on the field or the masters of the six families in the audience, all of them couldn't help but gasped.

"Just 12 years old, he is still just a child, how could he display such powerful swordsmanship? The light of the sword is endless, and the strength of his body is like the Yangtze River. Fa!" Hei Huwei also showed a look of shock on his rough face.

"This sword technique is at least a seventh-grade sword technique, but this kid seems to have not comprehended the highest level of this set of sword techniques, so he probably hasn't displayed the power of this sword technique yet, but it's already terrifying!" Luo said. Shan Weng and Mu Lanjing stood together, whispering softly.

"This little doll is really surprising. It actually blocked it, and it's evenly divided." Mu Lanjing's face was mature like a red apple, waiting for someone to pick it anytime, anywhere. She smiled lightly, The voice was rippling, and those Mu family disciples standing around her felt their hearts rippling, each of them secretly thought that they were really stunners.

"What a cunning boy..." On the other side, if Luo Shanweng and Mu Lanjing were surprised to see Fang Qi, Elder Fang Yu couldn't laugh or cry. He thought that Fang Qi must have returned in a disastrous defeat, but who It was expected that Fang Qi would fight to a tie with Elder Wei of the Black Tiger Clan on the field!

"It's really surprising. I don't know if we can win in the end?" Elder Fang Yu was stunned and said in a low voice.

"You can't keep this son! It's definitely a disaster for my Wang family!" On the other side of the stage, Wang Yun's face became more and more gloomy, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes as he looked at Fang Qi. His strength is very strong, and his swordsmanship is even more superb. He once relied on his swordsmanship in the realm of refining the gods to defeat Fang Leizheng who had entered the mysterious realm.

At first, he didn't take it seriously, but in his heart, no matter how powerful Fang Qi's swordsmanship is, how strong it can be, a mere brat, a young boy, thinks he has some talent and is extremely arrogant, but at this moment, it seems that things Far beyond his expectations, how can Fang Qi's swordsmanship be described as high-strength?

Simply perverted!

"Ashamed, this old man has been studying swordsmanship for nearly a hundred years. Compared with this little friend, he is really inferior. This old man is really ashamed!"

"This sword technique, this sword light, is endless, but I don't know what kind of method the Fang family is from?"

"This sword technique seems to be somewhat similar to the Killing Sword Technique, but it is faster and more ruthless than the Killing Sword Technique!"

"Could it be that this little doll figured it out by himself? It's unlikely, then it's really too perverted."

All of a sudden, everyone in the audience was talking about it, while Hei Huwei on the stage, his face became more and more dignified. Fang Qi's swordsmanship became more and more pure and advanced, and even made his slash The saber can't keep up with the rhythm.

"However, it's a pity, it's over!" Hei Huwei's face twisted suddenly, his aura suddenly turned aside, and the vitality in his body roared like the Yangtze River, and strong qi and blood emerged all over his body. The figure retreated suddenly, holding the saber in one hand, pointing at Fang Qi from a distance, all the strength in his body was brewing at this moment, and the aura around him was constantly improving!
"Is Hei Huwei going to use that move?" Under the stage, Yu Sen held his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes and looked at Hei Huwei, who was pointing at Fang Qi.

"This is Heihu's unique technique, the Blood Moon Demon Severing Knife!" Mu Lanjing's mature face flashed a look of solemnity and surprise. She glanced at Fang Qi on the stage. The expression on her face was very calm, even a little confused, which made her sweat involuntarily, and she was ready to stop this duel anytime, anywhere.

"It's indeed the Blood Moon Demon Severing Knife, this time it's troublesome." Luo Shanweng nodded lightly, stroked his beard and said in a calm voice.

Boom!

A thick blood mist suddenly sprayed out, covering Heihuwei, and at the same time, two seeds of Yuanli suddenly appeared on his forehead. On these two seeds of Yuanli, there was a powerful aura shining, together The incomparably mysterious divine pattern wraps these two seeds of Yuanli together, exuding a bloodthirsty and violent aura!

Whoa!

In the entire arena, a bloody storm suddenly swept through the sky, centered on Hei Huwei, and spread to the surroundings of the arena in an instant, and the stones on the arena were directly blasted into thick cracks by this terrifying energy.

"Blood-moon-break-demon-knife!" Hei Huwei's eyes were solemn, and the momentum of his whole body increased with every word he uttered!
PS: I fell ill just after I came back, and I still have a viral cold. I feel numb and weak all over. I struggled to write a chapter, and now I just want to sleep. . .everyone forgive me

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