Chapter 1072: Fighting Against the Eighth Level of the Rotation Realm

"I am enough to deal with you!"

Yang Futu snorted coldly, and a strong wave of true energy was released from his body. "Before you do it, answer me a question first. Is the three-color water and fire lotus with you now?"

"Guess?"

Su Chen laughed meaningfully.

Yang Futu's eyes were shocked and he looked at Su Chen. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Su Chen's cultivation was much different from when he was swallowed alive by the Thunder Cloud Python.

This can only mean that the three-color water and fire lotus has fallen into the hands of this kid, and even the benefits of it have been digested by this kid!

"Little beast!"

Yang Futu's eyes immediately became ferocious, gritting his teeth, "It seems that I can only drink your blood, eat your flesh, and then dig out your dantian and absorb the essence of it!"

"Come if you have the ability!"

Su Chen sneered with disdain.

"Little beast, it seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin."

Yang Futu's body shook, and a more frightening wave immediately swept over, and the eighth level of the wheel realm was displayed without reservation.

Yang Futu knew that Su Chen had the strength to defeat the second of the Eight Wolves of Yanshan, and he had dealt with Su Chen before, and knew that Su Chen had many strange methods. Therefore, Yang Futu did not hold back at this moment, but used all his strength.

In fact, Yang Futu was also very doubtful in his heart, how Su Chen escaped from the mouth of the thunder cloud python and took the three-color water and fire lotus for himself.

He couldn't imagine it, but this made him more afraid of Su Chen in his heart. At this moment, he would naturally not hold back.

"Xi Tu knife method!"

Yang Futu sacrificed his magic weapon long sword, and a strong knife intent emanated. Although this sword intent is not the real sword intent, it already has the prototype of that sword intent, indicating that its user has been tempered for a long time on the basis of ten sword qi, and is ready to impact the sword intent realm.

"The prototype of sword intent, so this is what you rely on?"

Su Chen smiled. This is the first time that Yang Futu has shown his prototype of sword intent. He did not show it when Lin Han was here just now. It seems that it is a trick that is kept in the bottom of the box.

"Stop talking nonsense, watch me!"

Yang Futu's face was grim, and he slashed at Su Chen with a sword.

Su Chen was not afraid. Although the prototype of sword intent was indeed very powerful in the eyes of ordinary people, Yang Futu was just a prototype of the prototype, and was still far from the real sword intent. What's more, he condensed the sword intent directly from the ten sword qi, and in terms of power, it might not be much stronger than the eleven sword qi.

At that moment, Su Chen drew out the broken sword of the Emperor Wu, and the eleven sword qi flew, and fought with Yang Futu.

As soon as the two fought, Yang Futu and the Eight Wolves of Yanshan were surprised to find that Su Chen did not fall into a disadvantage in front of Yang Futu's all-out moves, but was evenly matched with Yang Futu.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two kept fighting each other, without any fancy moves. They fought with strength and understanding of martial arts, in other words, the quantity and quality of Qi.

Although Yang Futu was a prototype of sword intent, he was a prototype of sword intent condensed by ten Qi after all, while Su Chen was eleven sword Qi. For a while, they fought evenly.

The rest of the Eight Wolves of Yanshan all retreated, leaving enough space for the two.

"Little beast, die!"

Yang Futu was also angry, and his moves became more and more fierce. Every time he chopped down, it seemed that even the mountains could be shattered, with amazing power.

Su Chen was no less capable. He had eleven sword qi. Although he was three levels weaker in realm, he had two sets of yin and yang chakras to make up for it. In terms of true essence strength, he was no weaker than the seventh level of the Rotation Realm. With the blessing of the Emperor Wu's Broken Sword and the Five-Colored Illusionary Thunder Sword Technique, his actual combat power was on par with Yang Futu.

"No way? This kid is actually on par with Brother Futu?"

The other members of the Eight Wolves of Yanshan were all shocked. Yang Futu was the eighth level of the Rotation Realm! Moreover, he was the best among the eighth level of the Rotation Realm. Even so, he still tied with Su Chen, who was the fifth level of the Rotation Realm. How incredible was this?

"Damn it!"

Yang Futu gritted his teeth. He had racked his brains and never expected that he would tie with Su Chen.

In fact, he had the advantage in terms of strength, but the battle between the two sides did not only depend on strength, but also on the quantity, quality and grade of the qi of the magic weapon.

The Qi of both parties should be similar, one is the embryonic sword intent, and the other is eleven sword Qi, which can be said to be not much different. As for the quality of Qi, Yang Futu has experienced hundreds of battles, so the quality of Qi is naturally not bad, but Su Chen is not bad in this aspect either, it can be said that they are evenly matched.

Then the problem must be the magic weapon long sword in Su Chen's hand. This magic weapon must be of a higher grade than the magic weapon in his hand, so Su Chen can fight him to a draw despite his power disadvantage.

Yang Futu was very unhappy and his eyes turned red with anger. And he couldn't figure it out. Didn't Su Chen's cultivation just break through? Wouldn't there be a problem of unstable realm?