One Thousand Six Hundred and Ninety Nine Changes in the Sky

On the ring, originally full of confidence, he could draw with Ling Yu and even defeat Fang Yun of the opponent's Shenxiaomen.

His face was extremely ugly, after twenty moves, he was completely passive.

The space for maneuvering and moving is getting smaller and smaller. Every time I make a move, I feel at a loss, and I can't use my momentum at all.

He was suppressed at the beginning, and his strength has been suppressed more and more until now.

This is a mutual exchange of ideas. Although the battle is quite fierce, it is not a real fight no matter what.

Some life-saving ultimate moves are definitely impossible to use. You have others and others have them. If you use life-saving ultimate moves together, the consequences are really unpredictable.

After returning to the Zongmen, they will definitely be punished. This is the unwritten rule of every family worshiping Jianfeng.

If he couldn't use his life-saving ultimate move, he couldn't reverse the current situation. Ling Yu, who was angry, calmly didn't give Fang Yun any chance.

Steady and steady, another ten strokes passed, Fang Yun, who had been struggling for a long time, really couldn't hold on.

A big flaw was exposed, and Ling Yu's eyes flashed coldly, and he shot decisively without hesitation.

When the true meaning of the Sky Star Broken Cloud Fist was displayed, a piece of starlight fell from above the arena, and all the clouds and mists in the four directions of the arena were wiped away.

Let everyone clearly see that Fang Yun of Shenxiaomen was blown away by Ling Yu's punch, and he had no strength to fight back.

"good!"

The disciples of the Ziyan Sect immediately cheered. No one expected that Ling Yu would win so easily.

"Junior Brother Ling, in just a few days, his strength has improved a lot."

The disciple surnamed Lu who was defeated earlier was slightly surprised, and there was a hint of joy between the corners of his brows.

They are all his own disciples, Ling Yu is of course happy to have such strength.

The woman surnamed Bai with an exquisite figure and a delicate face said: "Young master, perhaps not necessarily, will lose to that little Thunder Saber Feng Yu."

"Even if you don't win, it's enough to beat a tie."

"Xiao Lei Dao Feng Yu, I don't know how far he has advanced in his Purple Thunder Seven Strikes."

Mentioning Xiao Lei Dao Feng Yu, the disciples of the Ziyan Sect all showed a look of frustration.

Ling Yu is the future star of the Purple Flame Sect, with high talent and strong blood, and he can also worship Senior Ye Zifeng as his teacher. He is willing to work hard and becomes the number one core disciple at a young age.

Many people feel that with his existence, the Ziyan Sect will definitely be able to overwhelm the Shenxiao Sect in the future.

But no one would have guessed that Feng Yu in the Shenxiao sect was unknown before the age of eighteen. Once debuted, a gust of wind was set off in the entire Dongxuan Mountain.

It seemed to be an existence that was born to restrain Ling Yu. Since he appeared, he instantly overshadowed Ling Yu's limelight in Dongxuan Mountain.

Under his leadership, the core disciples of Shenxiaomen came to Ziyanzong Ziyanzong many times to worship Jianfeng and tease them, humiliating them again and again.

It is rumored that he studied under Lei Dao Xiangtian, practiced the sword at the age of six, and realized the meaning of the sword at the age of eight, and was later accepted by Lei Dao Xiangtian as a closed disciple.

It wasn't until two years ago that it began to show its prominence.

After 18 years of being unknown, once he debuted, he showed his sharpness, showing the arrogance of all the talented young talents of the younger generation who attended Juandong Xuanshan.

Get, the title of Little Thunder Knife.

Lei Dao Xiangtian, like Ye Zifeng, is also among the top ten swordsmen in the graveyard.

Like the leaf wind,

Lei Dao Xiangtian, in the position of Shenxiaomen, is also the Supreme Elder who is like the magic needle of Dinghai.

In addition to his amazing talent in the Dao of the Sword, his comprehension in the Dao of Thunder is also shocking.

Most importantly, he also perfectly integrated the two, reaching the realm of using a sword to defend against thunder.

In the past, no matter how much progress Ling Yu made, he was finally defeated by the opponent.

But this time, Ling Yu defeated Fang Yun easily, but gave the core disciples of Zi Yanzong all a glimmer of hope.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Fang Yun was defeated in embarrassment, and said in a low voice in front of Xiao Lei Dao with some guilt.

Feng Yu thoughtfully, shook his head and said: "It was my fault, I misestimated his room for improvement. I shouldn't have reminded you, you lost half of the chip in terms of momentum, and you underestimated his strength."

"If you didn't know anything at the beginning, you wouldn't have been defeated so embarrassingly with a word of bravery. Given another chance, you wouldn't have been defeated so embarrassingly. It's not because you're weak, so don't overthink it."

A ray of light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, what kind of little thunder knife is really extraordinary.

Ling Yu showed anger, and said in a deep voice: "Feng Yu, it's your turn."

"Don't worry, no matter how much you improve, you will always be overwhelmed by me."

Feng Yu let out a long laugh, his figure flickered, and he landed on the ring in the air.

boom!

In an instant, the sky darkened, and endless thunderclouds gathered in all directions towards the top of the ring.

Heavy thunder rolled, the sky was dark, and lightning bolts pierced the sky, and the situation was changing in a radius of a hundred miles.

"Thunder Will!"

"He actually comprehended the Thunder's will!"

Everyone was shocked, Feng Yu was only 21 years old, and he had realized the will of Thunder.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, everyone was shocked. No one could have imagined that he had already realized the will of Thunder.

"Ling Yu, if you can take three moves from me, you will be considered the winner. I will personally remove the thunder in your body for your senior brother and senior sister."

Feng Yu looked calm, holding a long knife, and said lightly.

Nine strokes?

Ling Yu's face changed slightly, he only needed to take nine moves, this Feng Yu really underestimated himself a bit.

"After the three moves, within three years, I will never go to Zi Yanzong again."

Feng Yu's face remained unchanged, and he continued.

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar. In these years, every time Feng Yu led the team to worship Jianfeng, it was a torture for the disciples of Ziyanzong.

Now I actually decided that I won't come in the future.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth, this guy really made a good plan.

Two months later, when the demon battlefield opened, it only took nine moves to seriously injure Ling Yu. If it is prevented from entering the demon battlefield, it will miss a great opportunity.

Will completely lose the chance to catch up with Xiao Leidao Feng Yu. So once and for all, why bother, come to Ziyanzong every few months to attack Ling Yu.

Many core disciples of the Ziyan Sect were also a little nervous at the moment, not knowing how Ling Yu would answer.

On the one hand, he thought of Master Ling Yu and agreed to the other party to fight for them, the core disciples of the sect.

On the other hand, he was afraid of some conspiracy by Feng Yu, and felt uneasy.

"Okay, I promise you."

Ling Yu's eyes flickered for a moment, and he made a decisive decision. He was also dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't believe in himself, and he couldn't even catch the opponent's three moves.

"one move!"

clang!

Seeing the light of the knife flickering, Feng Yun's scabbard flew out of thin air, turning into a purple thunder light, and shooting towards Ling Yu.

In the sky, there was a heavy sound of thunder, thunder, and the sound shook all directions!

Ling Yu's complexion sank, he didn't choose to retreat, he raised his hand and punched out.

boom!

When the fist glow interacted with the scabbard, Ling Yu's body trembled slightly, and with a muffled snort, he stepped back a few steps, and his momentum suddenly lost a lot.

The scabbard faintly aroused thunder from all directions, and the power contained in it was beyond Ling Yu's imagination.

"Two tricks!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Feng Yu, bullying him, his footsteps changing. Every time he took a step, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky. Under the light of the lightning, Feng Yu's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only nine lights of sabers shining non-stop.

Nine changes in the sky!

Ling Yu was taken aback. He really didn't expect that Feng Yu could practice the Shenxiao Gate, an extremely difficult stunt.

In worshiping Jianfeng, all the disciples of the Purple Flame Sect were also stunned.

"No, Junior Brother is in danger!"

"Nine Transformations of the Divine Firmament, he actually practiced the Nine Transformations of the Divine Firmament!"

Up to now, everyone has woken up like a dream. No wonder Feng Yu dared to say three moves to defeat Ling Yu.

On the ring, Feng Yu's figure disappeared, and nine saber lights stabbed at Ling Yu from one direction.

Every ray of knife light is activated, causing countless lightning bolts.

The whole sky became completely dark, and the nine transformations of the heavens were not just as simple as the light of the knife divided into nine, and the shadows disappeared.

What's even more frightening is that every piece of light from the knife arouses the thunder of heaven and earth, creating a vision of boundless violence.

"What should I do, I can block six sword lights at most!"