Wrecked Sword Striking the Heaven

At the moment when the blunt iron fell to the ground, there was an uproar all around.

On the building, cangyue's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the iron block without spiritual fluctuation not far away, and shook his head with tears and laughter. At the beginning, he advised Zifeng to change a spiritual tool, but Zifeng insisted on his own way and still firmly chose this scrap iron.

It's just that cangyue doesn't know, Haoran college library. Why is there a weapon on the edge of an independent space? If all products were on the edge, they would have been swallowed and disappeared.

After Gulan left, he was as cold as snow, and he couldn't raise any interest in his heart. Join hands with Lu Xu against Zifeng? Even if Leng Ruxue and Quan Haoran joined hands, they would not share a common hatred with Lu Xu. At the beginning, Lu Xu was shameless. When pursuing cold as snow, he wantonly publicized, fabricated and his various experiences. Although two years have passed, when he thought of it, he only hated his teeth.

Step back, the frost sword is closed, "as you wish." Then, cold as snow, they walked towards Jing Ao.

At the moment, after doing his best, Lu Xu can finally face the wind one-on-one!

But at this moment, his always firm heart began to shake after just fighting with Zifeng, but even if it shook, the advantage in the realm had already blurred his eyes!

When Yuan Li poured in, the palm fan was thrown into the air. Yan chiliu gold fan rose in response to the storm. In a short period of time, it covered the sky and blocked out the sun. The dazzling sun darkened, and a misty smell of books rippled open

On the fan, a pair of ink landscape is lifelike, with towering mountains, gurgling water, vast forest wind and boundless fields. In the center of the landscape painting scroll, the green tree village is closed, and the green mountain Guo is inclined outside; In the smoke curling from the kitchen, the yellow hair is hanging and happy. It's a peaceful scene

However, when the people were silent in the artistic conception of the painting, the streamer flickered behind the whole picture, and the fan bones sprouted like bamboo shoots after rain

This set of skills integrates the charm and killing of divine knowledge. When the whole picture flows, the martial artist only needs to be in a trance for a moment, and will be nailed to the ground by the fan bone that appears out of thin air in the picture!

However, Lu Xu is to blame for using this set of skills in front of Zifeng. If Gulan is proud of "Nine Tailed Fox Mei", he can't help Zifeng, let alone "feather fan Lun towel", a combination of spiritual charm and Yuan force attack!

"The painted luozhi fan is always like a cloud, and the fine grass is like a cluster of mud, a butterfly skirt." With a whisper, Zifeng smiled. This ink scene on the picture can only deceive ordinary martial artists. Not to mention, the ink and wash is mottled, and the technique of Quran is also rough. What's more, the whole picture is full without any blank

From this point of view, the people who refined the "Yanchi Liujin fan" must have no sense of elegance. They even forgot the well-known technique of leaving the ink landscape blank, and only filled the scene in order to render the charm, but they didn't know that this was a big failure in itself.

Painting without artistic conception is like a beauty without God. Even if you are dressed in silk, good figure and face, you are still just a dead thing, and how can dead things be cheated? You are well aware of the true meaning of Wu Daozi, the God of Xuantian painting.

The blunt iron in Zifeng's hand held his head high and pointed to the bright red red sun in the painting. He shook it and cut it nine times. It was absolutely empty, and the cold light burst from the upper end of the blunt iron

In the rugged fan bones, the picture flows. Only be careful of the red sun. There is no change. Just look at the flaws of the "feather fan Lun towel" move.

If the starlight leaks out, the more gloomy light below will shine in an instant

Lu Xu jumped, stepped on the fan in the void, and Yuan Li lingered around him. His fingers were wide open and flew under the cover. But I can hear the sound of "poop poop poop"

The whole picture is ferocious with the ten fingers under Lu Xu's cover. It's just a kind-hearted old woman, old man and child. Only a moment later, his eyes were empty, a dark red blood slowly flowed down, and his arms withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The towering mountains, the gurgling water, the peaceful forest wind, the warm sunshine, all wound around the fan bone in an instant, shooting like a meteor at the sub storm

The starlight and fan bone are close at hand when breathing, "bang!" With a loud noise, the whole twelve fan bones rolled back in the starlight, and the starlight bombarded the fan

Just when the starlight hit the fan, a strange scene appeared. The fan seemed to incarnate into a glutton, opened the whale's mouth, and the starlight mixed by Yuan Li directly disappeared into the fan without any trace.

"Ha ha, Wu Zifeng, I tell you, I got this treasure fan at the Tianzhou auction. It's also a treasure in the sect. Your attack is useless to me! Just wait to be bound by me! " Lu Xu shouted above, but the action on his hand was still slow. The hand knot flew up and down, and the space of the fan was reduced.

The surrounding air gradually became thick and felt the pressure of the air in front of him. Zifeng just smiled faintly. Lu Xu will never know that when Zifeng was only on the fifth floor when he fell into the dragon's abyss, he had to bear dozens of times more pressure every day than before. So, what else to say?

The blunt iron is inserted vertically on the ground. Zifeng holds the handle of the knife with both hands, and his eyes are slightly narrowed. It seems that he is aftertaste and waiting for the pressure to drop from the spreading fan towards himself, and the surrounding pressure is gradually dignified

At the end of the stand, in an unnoticed corner, a pair of enchanted eyes looked at the field with a trace of doubt and looked at the motionless teenager in the field.

Others were also stunned by Zifeng's attitude of inaction. Is this going to disarm and surrender? But it's just a try. Can't you just admit defeat?

Huoyan held his arm and spat, "I don't know what's good about this boy. Can't you give it a try twice more, and you'll know? Feather fan Lun towel, shit, hit hard in one direction, and then change another direction. Make sure that Lu Xu can't carry it. Once he can't carry it, there will be a gap! " At present, all three people have competed with Huoyan. Naturally, they know how to crack this move.

But all this, Zifeng, who has the spiritual power in the later stage of the hall, of course knows that it is OK to beat around and find a gap to get out, but it will only be cheaper, Lu Xu. What Zifeng wants is to teach Lu Xu a profound lesson so that he can fall into the abyss before he can experience the feeling of being in the clouds!

"Poof," when the fan is compressed to a distance of only five feet, the surrounding pressure has been condensed into essence, and the earth under your feet is more than ten feet deep.

However, at this time, Zifeng's closed eyes opened, with the fierce spirit of tearing the sky, just like a bloodthirsty beast, roared, didn't shrink but jumped up.