Chapter 82 True Intent Showdown

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Yan Fei's decision obviously came from his own thoughts. It can be seen that after he took the initiative to challenge Lu Qingshan, the leader of the Western Regions, the seven-level overhaul, unconsciously flashed a look of astonishment...

Eight-armed Vajra has been famous for a long time, and he has the original true meaning of the perfect realm: the true meaning of matter.

The reason why he has not broken through to refining the void is because he himself plans to promote another high-level artistic conception he has practiced: the Juli artistic conception, to the original true meaning-the true meaning of power, so as to condense the Tao seed with two original true meanings.

Whether it is strength or spirit, this person is worthy of the second place in the Yellow List.

Yan Fei stepped forward step by step, calm and powerful, and walked in front of Lu Qingshan, behaved moderately, neither humble nor overbearing, said in a deep voice: "Since the realization of material truth, I thought that among the Nascent Soul, no one could be my opponent.

It wasn't until decades ago that he had an accidental battle with Guizong's big brother Ji Chuan. After thousands of moves, he was defeated by Ji Chuan's sword.

Now, my strength and sincerity have been cultivated by luck. I wanted to fight Ji Chuan again in this dojo competition, but Ji Chuan didn't come.

I just felt that I was not interested, but I didn't expect to show you Lu Qingshan again, who is not inferior to Ji Chuan back then. "

After a pause, Yan Fei said frankly: "This Daoist competition should be my last battle as a Nascent Soul cultivator.

What my uncle meant was to let me play as late as possible so that I could keep the snail dojo for the Western Regions. I was happy to see Lie Xin for a while, so I came early. I also ask Fellow Daoist Lu for your advice. "

"Please advise me too." Others were so frank and generous, of course Lu Qingshan responded with courtesy.

Seeing that the two had finished their polite conversation, King Qingmei seemed to understand the eagerness of the monks watching the battle, so he activated the Shanhaizhu without hesitation.

"The small realm of this battle is the Yellow Sand Realm."

Two auras enveloped the two of them into the small world.

...

In the long world of yellow sand, two unexpected guests ushered in.

The moment Lu Qingshan and Yan Fei fell into the small world, they made the same movement.

Charge towards the middle of the small world.

Lu Qingshan has been like this for six consecutive fights, so there is nothing to say.

As for Yan Fei, as a physicist known as the "King of Melee Combat", if he didn't even have the courage to fight head-on, what would he be a physicist?

The two confront fiercely along the diameter line whose center point is the center of the circle.

But within five or six breaths, both of them saw each other's figure,

Lu Qingshan was the first to unleash his sword.

Dragon Bird, Peach Blossom, and Wang Chuan came out of the body, and three sword lights of blazing red, green, and blue instantly pierced the sky and shot at Yan Fei.

It was true that he was not afraid of close combat with Yan Fei, but as a swordsman, he possessed long-distance attack means, so why would he give up his advantage for nothing?

Again, he is extremely confident, but not arrogant.

Sword cultivators are famous for their fierce fighting style, but they must not lose their calmness in the fierceness, otherwise they will be called "reckless" like previous sword cultivators.

Three flying swords, two fast and one slow.

Peach Blossom was slow, but Peach Blossom's indestructible supernatural power was extremely restrained in physical cultivation, so the three flying swords should not be underestimated.

However, this is normal.

Facing the oncoming flying sword, Yan Fei just snorted coldly, and a mysterious force burst out from his body from the inside out.

Clank! clang!

When Feijian finally touched Yan Fei's body, Lu Qingshan felt that it was not a body of flesh and blood, but gold, stone, jade and iron.

The three flying swords, which were always unstoppable, only broke through half an inch of Yan Fei's skin, and couldn't continue. It was like a needle prick, leaving three tiny blood spots on Yan Fei's chest.

This is one of the original true meanings Yan Fei grasped, matter.

The true meaning of matter, the ability given to him is the control of the physical body, and it is an unparalleled physical defense.

Just like destruction is to sword cultivators, material true meaning and physical cultivation are also recognized as a perfect match.

"I finally saw that 'Jian Jue' was deflated..." The monks who were watching the battle in front of the screen wall had this thought flashing through their hearts at the same time.

Without it, Lu Qingshan's previous posture of fighting all over the world with a flying sword cast a shadow on them too deeply.

Seeing someone break the game now, I subconsciously substituted into it, feeling pleasantly surprised.

"This is the power of the original true meaning," Xue Hanfeng murmured softly on Jianzong's side: "Lu Qingshan's killing sword intent is extremely powerful, but it is only a superior artistic conception, and there is a gap between the original true meaning... ...."

As a sword cultivator, he can better understand the restraint of material truth to the sword cultivator's flying sword.

"Indeed, it seems that in this battle, the deterrent power of his flying sword will be completely lost," Xi Xiang also said secretly in his heart, but after a short while, the old sword cultivator's pupils shrunk unconsciously After a while, "That's it?!"

In the small world.

"The true meaning of the original should not be underestimated." Lu Qingshan saw that the flying sword did not perform any meritorious service, although he sighed, he was not discouraged, within half a breath, he was regenerated, and the three sword lights reappeared.

At the Divine Consciousness Control Office, three sword lights formed a line and shot towards Yan Fei's chest.

Yan Fei had no scruples and continued to move forward.

laugh!

The dragon bird in front had already touched his chest, but at this moment, the relaxed expression of the old god Yan Fei suddenly became dignified.

Because this time, above the tip of the flying sword, there was an inexplicable sense of nothingness and annihilation suddenly coming.

"this is?!"

This is the true meaning of silence.

Concentrate on the true meaning of Nirvana to break through defenses, and kill all energy. Even the true meaning of matter cannot easily block its penetrating power.

You have matter, I have death.

Lu Qingshan's eyes were stern.

This is a true duel.

The sudden true meaning of silence annihilated part of the material true meaning in Yan Fei's body.

The dragon bird suddenly entered the body.

Fortunately, Yan Fei reacted fairly quickly. He quickly used the spiritual power in his body, squirmed his muscles, and forced the dragon bird out of his body. At the same time, he quickly punched with both hands, and there was an extremely fierce The momentum appeared in his fist, which coincided with the truth of heaven and earth.

Yan Fei's fists were like heavy hammers, hitting Wangchuan and Peach Blossom who were about to reach their bodies.

Lu Qingshan was secretly startled.

In his perception, Yan Fei's two punches seemed to gather the power of a giant mountain, and he actually directly threw the two flying swords that had already charged forward.

The true meaning of power!

Lu Qingshan quickly realized that this should be the second original true meaning that Yan Fei grasped.

Similarly, the true meaning of power is also the original true meaning of the very well-known fit body practice.

Because the so-called 'power' must also be stimulated through the physical body.

With the blessing of the true meaning of power, every punch of Yan Fei contained the power of the dragon and elephant.

After temporarily blocking Lu Qingshan's wave and attacking with the flying sword of Nirvana, Yan Fei immediately shouted.

Immediately, a wrathful Vajra statue with three heads and six arms appeared on his body. Adding his own two arms, it happened to be eight arms.

Clang clang clang clang clang!

Yan Fei was still unarmed, but six weapons appeared in the six arms of his dharma image.

They are the demon-slaying sword that is as sharp as thunder, the demon-slaying sword that is fierce to ghosts and gods, the length can be changed, and the demon-binding rope that is like a flying python when attacking, the heavy weapon that looks like a wolf's head, and the powerful weapon that looks like a meteor hammer. Hydrangeas and fire wheels that can spew out fire to burn people.

Coupled with Yan Fei's two iron fists that contain the true meaning of power, this combination makes people shudder to think about it.

And in the case of the body possessed by the law, Yan Fei's figure swelled even more.

With a bang, the gray cloth robe covering his body exploded.

Among the many cultivation systems, the sword cultivator is characterized by being fast, so he is often ridiculed as a 'quick shooter' by monks of other schools.

The characteristic of physical training is that it covers itself with Dharma at every turn, and its body is swollen or tendony, so it is nicknamed "congestive man".

At this time, Yan Fei looked completely stimulated and overly congested.

I saw the blue veins all over his body like horned dragons, protruding under the skin.

Yan Fei, who was in the form of an eight-armed vajra, faced the three flying swords attacking again, and swung out his eight arms continuously. The weapons even left afterimages, protecting himself so much that he couldn't get in.

Clang, clang! Boom boom boom!

The continuous sound of weapons clashing sounded.

The flying sword blessed with the true meaning of nirvana was so powerful that Yan Fei didn't dare to rely on his physical body alone, so he could only choose to stop the flying sword.

But he only has two fists, but Lu Qingshan has three flying swords, such a confrontation, it is inevitable that there will be opportunities for omissions.

That's why Yan Fei directly used his own method.

It is no problem to block three swords with eight arms.

The same is true.

With the blessing of strength and sincerity, Yan Fei is fully capable of throwing Lu Qingshan's flying sword flying.

Lu Qingshan's eyes were stern, watching Yan Fei who had completed his "transformation", and took back the three flying swords that were temporarily difficult to achieve.

Longque, Wangchuan, and Taohua centered on his body, circling continuously, forming a line, like a meteor.

The two faced each other with a distance of several miles.

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