God-level Pet Evolution System

"Hytest Style·Break the Army!"

Facing the first generation of the Holy Spirit King, Feng Yixiu naturally didn't dare to keep any hands, even if he used the fastest gusty style in extremely ghost swordsmanship.

I saw that Feng Yixiu turned into a sharp sword, and only saw a series of afterimages at such a fast speed, the sharp blade was infinitely forward!

"Clang clang..."

In just a few breaths, Feng Yixiu had already made hundreds of powerful attacks, and sparks splashed when the Chaos Demon Sword collided with the Azure Dragon Holy Spear.

On the surface, it seemed that the first generation Holy Spirit King was resisting in embarrassment, but only Feng Yixiu knew that all his offensives were meaningless.

Feng Yixiu's fierce slash seems to be cutting on the cotton, or facing the vast mountains and rivers, it actually made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

One thing that frustrated Feng Yixiu the most was that the first King of the Holy Spirit did not move a step from beginning to end. His marksmanship was like an iron barrel, and there was no flaw at all!

"Swordsmanship Rondo!"

Feng Yixiu can't help but feel a little anxious when he sees that he can't break through the defense of the first generation Holy Spirit King.

Since one sword could not break through, he would use hundreds of swords. He didn't believe that his father could block all the swords only with the spear in his hand!

Hundreds of Nianzhi Demon Swords condensed and formed after Feng Yixiu's body, forming a fast-rotating round dance sword wheel.

Shoo...

Feng Yixiu pointed his sword forward, and a magic sword of thought turned into a burst of lightning and shot out. The speed was so fast that it was hard to see with the naked eye.

Facing the menacing sword trap, the first generation of the Holy Spirit King did not panic. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and said calmly: "Feng'er, you are still too anxious..."

As soon as the voice fell, the first generation of the Holy Spirit King began to dance the spear in his hand, and at the same time the looming twin dragons around him also danced together.

In an instant, Feng Yixiu seemed to hear the sound of rivers flowing and mountains colliding, and a heavy sense of oppression hit him.

When the power of the Nianzhi Demon Sword was about one meter closer to the original Holy Spirit King, its speed became extremely slow.

The Azure Dragon Sacred Spear in the hands of the Early Holy Spirit King danced like a disc, and the tip of the spear led the flow of the mountains and rivers Ssangyong. A seemingly soft, but intangible force that was difficult to resist, the Demon Sword of Nian flowed along with it.

Viewed from a distance, it seems that the mountain and river Shuanglong has swallowed all the magic sword of thought, but Feng Yixiu knows that this mountain and river double dragon is just the concretization of the unpredictable spear intent of the first holy spirit king, which really guides the magic sword of thought. It is the spear in his hand!

The magic sword of Nian that was supposed to be controlled by Feng Yixiu is swimming with the spear in the hands of the first Holy Spirit King, and the number is becoming more and more...

"What's the situation, why I can't seem to control the Magic Sword of Nian?"

Feng Yixiu's forehead was blue veins violently, and he desperately wanted to regain control of the Demon Sword of Thought.

But all this is useless. At this moment, the magic sword of Nianzhi seems to be caught in a turbulent ocean current, or it is suppressed under the mountain, and he can't help it!

"Fight!"

I saw Feng Yixiu turned into a thunder light, and quickly approached the first generation Holy Spirit King. He wanted to try to regain control of the Demon Sword of Nian at close range.

But he realized that he was wrong after he really got close to his father, and he was very wrong!

Feng Yixiu completely underestimated the strength of Shanhe Shuanglong. Although he could barely control his body, his speed became like a turtle.

Not only did the magic swords of thought that were involved in them were not taken back, all the magic swords of thought that surrounded him were also forcibly taken away.

After absorbing hundreds of magic swords of thought, the seemingly threatening Shuanglong of the mountains and rivers transformed into two extremely dangerous stegosaurus!

Feng Yixiu looked at the two menacing stegosaurus, with a retreat in his heart, but the first generation of the Holy Spirit King, who had been defending and not attacking, suddenly shot at this moment.

"Dingshanhe, all counterattack!"

The Azure Dragon Sacred Spear in the hands of the Early Holy Spirit King pointed angrily forward, as if what he was holding was not a long spear, but a peerless magic weapon that could stir mountains and rivers!

"Roar!"

The mountain and river Ssangyong, who had just appeared to be innocent, began to show its sharp fangs, and the piercing sound of the dragon's roar resounded across the sky.

Feng Yixiu watched the powerful Ssangyong attack, and the whole person was completely stunned, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged into his heart.

However, at this moment, he also seemed to understand the true meaning of Dingshanhe, which also allowed him to completely change his cognition.

Originally, Feng Yixiu only believed that attack was the best defense, but his father made him realize that defense and attack are not in conflict, and the two are even mutually reinforcing.

"boom!"

When the mountain and river Shuanglong was already in front of him, the first generation of the Holy Spirit king violently inserted the blue dragon holy spear into the ground, and saw that the mountain and river Shuanglong instantly collapsed, and hundreds of magic swords of Nianzhi also flew around.

The first generation of the Holy Spirit King drew his spear, and immediately threw it to Feng Yixiu, and said straightly, "Feng'er, how do you feel?"

Feng Yixiu took the Azure Dragon Holy Spear in his hand, walked towards his father slowly, and said with a smile: "I dare not say that I fully understand the true meaning of Dingshanhe, but I should have touched some threshold."

"Oh? Then you should just talk about it." The Early Holy Spirit King said with interest behind his back with his hands on his back.

"Originally I thought Dingshanhe was just defensive, but this was only an elementary method. The real horror of Dingshanhe was the use of force. Defense is not the purpose, and defense is just for a more powerful counterattack." Feng Yixiuyi Said his face seriously.

The first generation Holy Spirit King nodded with satisfaction and said: "Yes, not bad...I can comprehend the essence of Dingshanhe in such a short period of time. The comprehension is already very amazing, but it is still a little bit worse than being a father."

"At first, you observed the power of mountains and rivers for half a year to create Dingshanhe. Feng'er understood the essence of it in tens of minutes. I think he is more savvy than you!"

The White Dragon King came with a smile, and his eyes towards Feng Yixiu were full of pride and petting.

"Ahem..."

The First Generation Holy Spirit King coughed awkwardly, and whispered in a low voice: "Chihiro, you can save me a little bit of face in front of the child!"

"Good, good, it's all up to you."

The White Dragon King chuckled softly and said softly.

"Creation and learning are not the same thing. Father can create such wonderful marksmanship by himself. The child is just standing on the shoulders of giants. It's not a big skill..." Feng Yixiu shook his head with a wry smile, and said in a deep voice. road.

"Feng'er, you are still young now, and your father created the Bashou style after entering the Holy Spirit King Realm. In the future, you may not be able to create your own unique marksmanship." The White Dragon King softly comforted.

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