Chapter 1099 Fighting Ancestor

Chapter 1099 Battle with the Ancestor

"Young man, you are really good, completely beyond my expectations! Thousand Fantasy Sword - the third style!"

Ancestor Feng Yue quickly performed the third move. His whole body suddenly turned into a very faint shadow. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly rushed in front of Qin Yi. Both his body shape and the purple sword in his hand were... It suddenly became like a wisp of blue smoke, without any weight, flickering left and right, but every time a sword was struck, it only took Qin Yi's vitals.

If this kind of terrifying attack method were used by ordinary cultivators of the Seventh Realm of Zongdao, they would be torn to pieces by the purple sword of Patriarch Fengyue in an instant.

Liuyun Jue!

Qin Yi was holding a spear, and was fighting furiously with Patriarch Fengyue in an instant. His figure and the spear in his hand were equally unpredictable. The two of them were constantly intertwined, and even the slightest sound was not made.

"Liu Yun Jue" has only one style, but it is ever-changing and unpredictable.

The two figures, one old and one young, intertwined faster and faster, and the fighting scene became more and more weird. Their attacks were the ultimate in judo, like an illusion.

At a certain moment, the two people's intertwined figures suddenly separated, and each of them burst back more than ten feet.

Slowly raising his gun, he pointed at Ancestor Fengyue in the distance. Qin Yi always had that signature calm smile on his face: "Senior, I'm so sorry that you failed to defeat me within three moves. There are seven moves, as long as I survive the remaining seven moves, please tell me the origin of that ancient painting, veteran."

In fact, Qin Yi was also secretly surprised. Even though he had completely mastered the imperial martial arts "Liu Yun Jue", in the previous battle, he was almost beaten by the purple long sword of Fengyue Patriarch twice. The sword is sharpened.

A strong man in the middle stage of the ninth realm of Zongdao is really terrifying. Fortunately, he has mastered the "Flowing Cloud Art". Otherwise, I would not only be defeated now, but also severely damaged!

Feng Yue Zhan Tian stood there quietly, his chest heaving slightly, and his heart could not calm down. This young man from the Kyushu Continent actually resisted three of his attacks.

How could a young man whose cultivation was only at the early stage of the Seventh Realm of Zongdao resist his three attacks? This was completely unscientific!

Ancestor Fengyue was shocked and confused.

It's a pity that only Feng Yue Zhan Tian and Feng Yue Yin Xue know the secret!

If Patriarch Fengyue knew about this, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood in an instant!

"Young man, it's very good. Your strength is completely beyond my imagination. I think that if you are as strong as you, once you become Yu'er's favorite, Yu'er will feel even more accomplished."

Ancestor Fengyue smiled, and in the next moment, he suddenly launched the fourth form of "Thousand Fantasy Sword". In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Qin Yi. His figure and the purple sword in his hand became more and more unpredictable.

Liuyun Jue!

Qin Yi swung his spear to meet him. He only had one style of Flowing Cloud Technique, but he could evolve countless attack methods.

The battle between the two people still did not make the slightest sound, because the weapons of the two people did not collide, and there were not even air waves. However, the space around them continued to move with the figures of the two people. It twists like water.

"Thousand Fantasy Sword—Fourth Style!"

"Thousand Fantasy Sword—Fifth Form!"

"..."

"Thousand Fantasy Sword—Eighth Form!"

Ancestor Feng Yue actually performed eight moves in one go. Every time he performed a move, his movements became more and more strange. Sometimes, he clearly saw his sword thrust from the front, but in the blink of an eye, it appeared from behind again. Moreover, the attack speed is extremely fast. If you are not careful, you will be directly penetrated by his long sword.

From the beginning to the end, Qin Yi used only one move, Liuyun Jue, to cope with all the attacks from the Fengyue Ancestor. His body shape was extremely weird. In the end, his whole person could almost change into various shapes. For a while, he was like a wisp of smoke, and quickly transformed into Ancestor Feng Yue was entangled, one moment he was like a soft willow in the wind, and the next moment he was like a stream of water.

Moreover, there was no collision between the weapons of the two of them from beginning to end. What kind of skill does it take to completely dodge each other's strange and rapid attacks?

At this time, Qin Yi not only brought the imperial martial art of "Liu Yun Jue" to its extreme, the water element seeds in his body were also burning crazily, allowing his speed to reach its peak.

In addition, he has always entered an ethereal state. Not only the attack speed of Feng Yue Ancestor is more than twice as slow in his eyes, but his whole body seems to be covered with eyes. Feng Yue Ancestor is in any situation. He can sense an attack from any direction in an instant.

Despite this, he still felt quite strenuous and surrounded by phenomena. After eight moves, he was already sweating profusely.

Don’t forget, what he is facing now are the strong men in the middle stage of the nine realms of the Zong Dao, and the two smaller realms are the strong men of the Imperial Dao!

Although he has not been injured so far, it is obvious that this is the most difficult battle in history.

In order not to be Feng Yue Yu'er's favorite, no matter how difficult it is, he must hold on!

This was an extremely strange battle. The two were fighting fiercely, but the entire field was as silent as a cemetery. Not a single sound was made, not even the sound of breathing!

Everyone, including Feng Yue Yu'er, Feng Yue Zhan Tian and others, stared at the fierce battle between the two in the center of the training ground with their eyes wide open.

At this moment, they completely forgot that Qin Yi wanted to make Feng Yue Yuer the favorite of everyone. Everyone was completely shocked by this battle.

Of course, while they were shocked, they were also more surprised. No matter what, they couldn't understand how this young man with only the seventh realm of Zongdao could walk for ten years in the hands of Patriarch Fengyue. trick?

Thousands of miles away.

On top of that big tree.

Yan Meiniang and the handsome man in white robe looked at the fierce battle between Qin Yi and Fengyue Patriarch on the training ground from a distance, and a trace of surprise appeared on their faces.

"Since he came out from Broken Zhengzhan, he seems to have become a lot stronger..."

Yan Mei Niang's light eyebrows frowned slightly, and the two huge figures on her chest rose and fell, showing the unrest in her heart at the moment.

"Yes, this young man is indeed far beyond the norm."

The handsome man in white robes on the side said slowly: "Obviously, the martial arts performed by this young man are more advanced than the martial arts of Patriarch Fengyue. It should be an imperial martial arts. I say it is beyond common sense. It means that he is obviously just a cultivator of the sect, so why can he understand the martial arts of the emperor?"

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