Chapter 687 Eight Crazy Styles

"Hahaha, very good. What I want is a capable opponent like you!"

Shuang Hui smiled instead of angry, showing his madness. He was not handsome in the first place, but at this moment, he looked even more ferocious and terrifying. He roared wildly: "Crazy eight moves - the second move!"

At this moment, the golden sword in his hand suddenly grew to a length of ten feet. When he swung it quickly, it formed sword shadows like lightning, which actually shattered all the endless ice blades.

"Crazy eight moves - the third move!"

Shuang Hui, who had completely entered a state of madness, performed the third form of the eight crazy moves. It was unparalleled in terms of speed, strength, and trajectory.

The majestic sword energy spread in all directions. Even the imperial guards who were watching the battle dozens of feet away had blood stains on their faces. They were injured by the sword energy.

All the imperial guards were shocked and hurriedly retreated again, for fear of harming Chi Yu.

"Shattered Eight Wastelands—Lie!"

Jing Yu faced him with a shocking sword, and endless ice blades appeared out of thin air again. With the "Blue Flame" sword as the theme, they kept flying with murderous intent.

"Peng!"

During the clash of swords, the energy wave that struck out was like a huge wave, striking hard on the chests of the two of them, directly pushing the two of them dozens of feet away. The next moment, the two of them quickly swept away again. Come back and fight together wildly.

"Crazy eight moves - the fourth move!"

"Shattered Eight Wastelands—Destroyed!"

At this time, the two people's chests were burning with overwhelming fighting spirit. Their figures kept intertwining, their swords were fierce, and they were killing each other crazily.

So stunning!

The imperial guards who were watching the battle from a distance had their blood boiling in their bodies. They opened their eyes wide and stared at the fierce battle between the two men without blinking. They were afraid that if they blinked, they would miss an extremely exciting scene and regret it for the rest of their lives.

Of course, there is no doubt that at the same time, he was extremely shocked. Jingyu, who had always kept a low profile and did not even participate in the "winning" competition, was so powerful. This was something that the entire Holy See was surprised to see. Unexpected things.

If Shuang Hui hadn't challenged him today, no one would have understood Jing Yu's true combat power even if he had it.

On the fierce battlefield, Shuang Hui had already entered a state of madness, his eyes were red, his black hair stood on end, and he kept roaring like a beast from his mouth.

And his fighting style is also staggeringly crazy. Every attack is fierce and direct, as if he wants to tear his opponent into pieces directly.

Jing Yu is always like an evildoer who has been resurrected from the ages. Blue flames are burning in his eyes. There seem to be two vast mysterious worlds. The whole world is filled with blue flames, which makes people feel... Shocking.

His "Broken Eight Wastes" is obviously an extremely advanced sect martial arts. Every move is more powerful and colder than the last. Everyone watching the battle feels like the blood in their bodies is frozen.

As time went by, the battle between the two became intense.

at some point.

"Crazy Eight Forms - Sixth Form!"

Following Shuang Hui's beast-like roar, the huge sword light split the sky, like a rainbow light penetrating the sky, and struck Jing Yu's body hard. A bone-deep sword immediately appeared on Jing Yu's chest. The huge wound caused blood to flow out in an instant.

And the huge impact force made Jing Yu's tall body explode like a cannonball.

"Crazy eight moves - the seventh move!"

His soul had long been eroded by the frosty glow of the crazy remnant soul sealed in the golden sword. All reason was gone, and his chest was filled with crazy fighting intent.

His blood-red eyes were wide open and almost bursting open. He held the golden giant sword and charged towards Jing Yu who was flying upside down.

Right now.

"Shuanghui, you have to go too far!"

A deep voice suddenly sounded.

next moment.

The tall King Zonghe appeared out of thin air between Jingyu and Shuanghui. When he reached out with his big hand, he actually grabbed Shuanghui's golden sword tightly.

"Go away, I'm going to kill this boy who is angry with both men and gods!"

Shuang Hui roared and tried hard to draw the golden sword, but it didn't move at all. The muscles on his face were constantly twisting due to extreme anger.

"presumptuous!"

Zonghe Wang shouted coldly and swung his hand. Shuanghui was like a puppy. He was thrown more than ten feet away and fell to the ground with a "thud".

With this flick, Shuang Hui suddenly woke up from the crazy state. When he saw that the visitor was his master, he was so frightened that he trembled and hurriedly shouted: "Master, spare your life!"

"snort!"

King Zonghe snorted coldly, exuding a sense of extreme majesty all over his body. He looked at Shuanghui and lectured: "This is a discussion between the imperial guards in the Holy See, and you actually have murderous intentions against the imperial guards. What are you doing?" Do you want to be severely punished by the Holy See?”

As he said this, there was a hint of joy in his eyes. This boy is really good!

Immediately, he turned around and came to Jing Yu, lifted up Jing Yu who was lying on the ground, took out a healing elixir from his arms, handed it to Jing Yu, and said a little apologetically: "I'm sorry, my disciple has never gotten that since he got it." After holding a golden sword, every time we spar, he will enter a state of madness, lose his mind, and don't know the importance of it. I hope you won't argue with him."

It was only then that the people watching the battle broke out into an uproar.

Jing Yu is very strong, and everyone has seen his strength, but he can only withstand Shuang Hui's six "Crazy Eight Styles". If King Zonghe hadn't appeared in time, he would have died now. Below the seventh form of "Crazy Eight Forms".

Everyone looked at Shuang Hui with more and more enthusiasm and admiration.

The battle between Shuang Hui and Jing Yu undoubtedly caused an uproar in the Holy See, making it difficult for everyone in the Holy See to calm down.

First, Jing Yu, who had been cultivating in a low profile, turned out to be unexpectedly tyrannical.

Second, the combat power shown by Shuang Hui is simply unbelievable.

While everyone was in shock, they leisurely remembered that Shuang Hui's opponent in the upcoming "winner" competition was Qin Yi!

For a moment, some of the court guards couldn't help but sympathize with the handsome young man. Of course, more of them were gloating about his misfortune. This boy who was angry with both men and gods, his opponent in the "winner" competition turned out to be Shuang Hui. He walked towards The pace of the divine guards will definitely come to an end, and it is difficult for the second situation to happen.

"This Shuanghui is so tyrannical, it's really unexpected..."

In Pharmacy No. 10, Huangfu Changyi, who was wearing a silver robe, sighed slightly, with a look of worry on his suffocatingly delicate face. <