Heavenly Star Chapter 202: Splitting Heaven and Earth, War God is off (on)
. (This title is kind of rhyme …)
Feng Zhaoyang‘s dead eyes flashed with admiration at this time, he couldn’t believe that this young man less than 20 years old could actually block his 30% strength. But now, he has been parrying Ye Wuchen with a fierce attack, but he has never counterattacked.
The ground is shattered, and the nearest Imperial Study is completely collapsed and turned into ruins. The terrible fighting sound made the Imperial Palace blockbuster. The women screamed one after another and dared to hide in the room.
A sword, a sword, a sword … A sword is heavier than a sword, and the Feng Zhaoyang in front of him is like an enemy he doesn’t share. The release of power made his body feel a lot better, and the violent gas that had just been accumulated was also released a little. The Ningxue in his arms remained motionless, as if that boulder could destroy the smashed energy shock and the loud battering sound did not affect her sleep.
“Master … run away, don’t fight him again, this old grandfather is so good, you can’t beat him.” Nan’er shouted anxiously, but Ye Wuchen turned a deaf ear, and each sword pierced the key of Feng Zhaoyang.
“Wuuu … Master, he is as powerful as the Xue Feiyan of that day. You ca n’t beat him … Master is a lot more powerful … but even now he is standing still, Master May hurt him … Master, run away … “
Oh! !! !!
With a full blow, he was chopped down by the chopped wind knife, and the ground under the feet of both men subsided at the same time. Feng Zhaoyang flashed his eyes, his wrists shook, and Ye Wuchen groaned. His body was pushed straight out by an irresistible force, sliding the ground out of a trace of more than 30 meters.
Feng Zhaoyang didn’t chase after him. He raised his sword, and his eyes fell on the blade. On the smooth blade, there was a gap that was too small to be noticeable.
“Good sword.” He raised his eyes, sighing coldly.
It’s just that he wouldn’t think of it. The Ye Wuchen is a Star Cutting Sword that nobody knows, but no one can see.
In the distance, on a high roof, Feng Lie looked at the two from afar, frowning. The place where they fought was horribly destroyed. Feng Lie didn’t have the heart to distress, and under the calm appearance, the inner waves were difficult to resolve.
“His strength has actually surpassed the three of us. If he can leave, today will exceed our imagination in the future,” said the old man with yellow robes who took Long Lie away. “Even a century-old War God is far from him at his age.”
Feng Lie hearing this, silent.
“War God has developed a sense of pity. After all, such a prodigious wizard can’t bear to destroy anyone. He should now use less than 30% of his strength, and he won’t kill in a short time. I think he It is trying to see if this young man can achieve the what kind of level under his hand. “The old man in black robe with the old man in yellow sigh sighed.
Just when Ye Wuchen and Feng Zhaoyang played against each other, Feng Ling‘s chest trauma was almost cracked, but he didn’t want to leave. He covered his painful chest and looked at the figure dancing in the distance, said solemnly: “If this person is not removed, there will be endless troubles in the future.”
“Yes.” Feng Lie nodded heavily, “If the second son is born in my Great Wind Nation, it will be my great Great Wind. But he was born in Ye Family. Fortunately … he appeared early, otherwise it will be my Great Wind. Difficult. Although Feng Feng’s pity has been moved, but he must do what he says. today, he must die. He can die in the hands of my Great Wind Nation War God. He has no regrets in this life. “
Three old men are silent at the same time, looking away, and silently watching the young girl who is holding him in one hand, holding a sword, and rushing to War God without fear, the heart of peace has been constant for many years. Throbbing. Prior to this, he even hijacked Great Wind Emperor Feng Lie and Princess Feng Ru under the protection of Feng Zhaoyang. You must know that since Feng Zhaoyang guards Great Wind Imperial Family, let alone hijacking, everyone in Feng Family has not even suffered hair damage. Such courage, ability, strength … What a strange man … What kind of future will he have …
They know that War God is looking forward to his future just like them. Without the previous promise, if he did not kill Feng Ru, he would not be willing to destroy this person. Because such a teenager may never appear again in the future.
Ye Wuchen‘s attacks were repeated one after another without stopping. However, Feng Zhaoyang has never been a killer, because the red light on Ye Wuchen is getting stronger and stronger, and the momentum is still increasing rapidly. The pressure brought by his attack has also been repeated once. He wondered what his limits were.
Boom!
Ye Wuchen‘s body flew straight out, then landed on the ground smoothly. He hugged Ningxue tightly, wiped the bloodshot corners of his mouth, pointed his sword at Feng Zhaoyang, and gloomy said: “Today … you die, not me!”
He rushed up again, Star Cutting Sword drawn a fiery arc …
But this time, Feng Zhaoyang didn’t fight as before. He faced the sword of Ye Wuchen and made a swift stroke … The trajectory of the blade was very slow. Ye Wuchen can easily see its trajectory However, this apparently slow knife seems to slow down the surrounding time. The Ye Wuchen, the first attacker, has not completed the chopping action, and the windbreaker has already carried a landslide-like majestic air wave. When I came to my eyes, with the flowers in front of me, one knife became three, and then a dozen … numerous …
He was horrified, the idea of retreat had not yet formed, and there was a severe pain in his chest and above his arm, and the huge force hit his body again. Ye Wuchen doubled in the air before falling to the ground with a slump. The right chest and right arm were already bleeding.
In the distance, the old man in Huangpao calmly said, “It seems that War God is ready to start the killer. Hey!”
He knows that it’s too bad to make such a sigh in front of Emperor, but this long sigh still overflows from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably, releasing his deep helplessness and regret.
Ye Wuchen uses Wuchen Power to quickly repair the wounds on the arms and chest. Feng Zhaoyang attacks only the right half of Ye Wuchen. War God has the pride of War God and will not attack a young girl who is held in her arms by her opponent. In the previous blow, he still only used 30% of his strength, and he waved out his unique War God‘s “sword in the wind.”
“Your sword has no rules. It seems that Chu Cangming has not taught you Sword God Arts. Your strength is far better than I expected. If you do your best, you can barely fight with me by 30%, but you But I use half of my strength to protect the little girl in your arms, my strength is scattered, my heart is sidelined … Put her down, I won’t hurt her, let me see, what is your limit? “Feng Zhaoyang indifferent Said.
Ye Wuchen stood on the ground with a sword and slowly stood up. Instead of putting down Ningxue, she tightened her even more.
Feng Zhaoyang sighed longly: “I don’t want to kill you, but how can I force me to kill you … You attack, this time, I won’t keep my hands.”
Ningxue arms Ye Wuchen tightly and tightly, exhausting her maximum strength.
“Nan’er … help me.” Ye Wuchen adjusted his breathing, healed the wound, and shouted with consciousness.
“I … I’m locked in a sword, I can’t get out, I can’t help Master, Wu… …”
“Tell me, what kind of power can I control Star Cutting Sword now?” Ye Wuchen asked in a condensed voice.
“Ah? I think about it … Ah yes, Master, with your current strength, maybe it is possible to use the first form of Southern Emperor three types … maybe, it is really possible!” Nan’er thought of something, suddenly excited .
“Three types of Southern Emperor?”
“Huh … the power of Star Cutting Sword is mainly shown in the three types of Southern Emperor, which are ‘Splitting Heaven and Earth‘, ‘Firmament Splitting‘, and ‘Star Extinguisher‘. I remember that the energy state of God Level can be used in the first type Splitting Heaven and Earth, with Master The current state of energy berserk can barely be counted as half a God Level. Maybe … maybe all the power can be used up, “Nan’er said excitedly.
“How to use it!”
“… Ah? I don’t know …”
“…”
Ye Wuchen breathed a long sigh of relief and controlled the increasingly disordered Wuchen Power in the body. It has been a few minutes since eating Heaven Extinguishing Fire Dragon Fruit. The burning sensation in the body has not disappeared, and the potential in the body is still being burned bit by bit, turning into a violent amount of violence that will explode his body. He raised his eyes and said: “It is indeed Feng Zhaoyang, War God is War God after all … but don’t think that you really kill me easily, the sword in my hand doesn’t need rules and tricks!”
With a loud roar, Ye Wuchen‘s eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. His sword was not raised, and his body suddenly rushed forward, as fast as a thunderbolt. The speed at this time is already the fastest speed he can exhibit, and he came to the Feng Zhaoyang in the electric light flint room. Feng Zhaoyang Ling waveless, facing his body, stabbed a flat knife.
But the moment his knife was about to touch his body, the Ye Wuchen in front of him suddenly disappeared, and on his side, a strong sword wind split down with rage …
A heavy muffled sound, Star Cutting Sword fiercely chopped on the left waist of Feng Zhaoyang, but it was like the hardest rock in the world, completely isolated from the outside, and the counterattack of Feng Zhaoyang immediately arrived. Ye Wuchen quickly returned to the sword parry, the swords were connected, Ye Wuchen spit blood and flew away, Star Cutting Sword released his hand, flew far, fell to the ground on the left dozens of meters, and slanted into the ground.
“What happened just now?” In the distance, the old man in black robe frightened said. The Ye Wuchen that just rushed forward came weirdly at a right-angle side shift, and then rushed to the side of Feng Zhaoyang at the same speed. As you can see, he can hardly believe that someone could do such an incredible action. Because this clearly goes against common sense. “Inertia” seemed to disappear completely from him.
The other two old men were equally stunned: “It’s hard to believe. Such a strange attack method can not be overstated in War God. This person is really more and more amazing. Unfortunately, War God is the strongest. It’s not the attack, it’s the defense … He can’t be War God‘s opponent after all. Hey! “
Ye Wuchen covered her chest, coughed painfully, spit out large and small blood clots, her face twisted fiercely, he stared at Feng Zhaoyang, gritted her teeth and said, “I … will not … die here, the person who is going to die is you … It’s you, it’s you … “
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