Shaking light to cultivate immortals, I shocked Master three thousand times

Chapter 115 Crazy Blade
In Yaoguang, because of the inheritance of Ba Dao Peak, there is basically no female disciple in the main peak, and they are all a group of rough and wild elders.

As for Feng Yan, when he was first accepted as a direct disciple by the leader of the main peak, he hacked eight of his fellow disciples in a row, almost seriously injuring them, and only then was he recognized.

Therefore, in the sect, he is indeed a little famous, a touch of an outlier among many personal biographies, and he is called a sword madman.

"Interesting, even he was sent out. Is it because I am sincerely embarrassed by Mu Lianyue's apprentice, or because I think he has the ability to fight against him?"

On the hanging rock, there was a figure looking at it playfully. He held the jade cup in his hand and rubbed it back and forth unconsciously on his fingertips.

"When suppressed to the same level, it's hard to say who will win and who will lose. Without the support of his divine power, how powerful is his mad sword?"

At the side, a coquettish and fiery person in brocade robes spoke softly.

She exhaled like blue, her red lips were slightly raised, and she showed quite a strong interest in this competition.

……

On the cliff where I was trying my sword, there was a strong wind.

Su Jue looked at Feng Yan who was full of arrogance, and was numb.

He felt that those elders in Yaoguang were sincerely trying to make things difficult for him, and what Mu Lianyue said was absolutely right.

Otherwise, how could they be selected out of all these outrageous existences?

"Brother, please."

Now that things have happened, he doesn't even have to run anymore.

The competition has already started, so he can only go directly.

"Hey, it's refreshing enough, but don't say that I bully the small with the big, wait for me to suppress my strength."

Seeing Su Jue face it calmly, he didn't feel much fear.

Feng Yan grinned in praise, then flipped his hands, and took two consecutive shots at his Shenhai and Dao Palace, suppressing the divine power from the two areas.

In an instant, the aura emanating from his whole body was only that of the spirit training realm.

But even so, in the next moment, his eyes became sharp, with two scarlet rays of light.

Not only that, but a red mana mist also evaporated from his body.

"This is madness. It is the secret method of the Ba Dao Peak. Every time you practice a level, you will increase your combat power by [-]%. Both speed and strength will be improved!"

"Now, Feng Yan uses the strength of the spiritual realm to display it, which means that he can increase his own strength by [-]% out of thin air!"

Immediately, a disciple who knew Ba Dao Peak very well spoke up.

They had watched each other's battles with their own eyes. Once this weird inherited method was used, people seemed to be possessed by a demon.

Su Jue squinted his eyes slightly, staring at Feng Yan's sudden body posture, posing like a monster, his scalp tingled.

All his attention was focused on this guy, and he didn't even listen to the discussions in all directions on the edge of Jianjian Cliff.

But with instinct, he could also see that this was an extremely difficult opponent.

"Hah!"

As soon as the idea came to his mind, Feng Yan roared, dragging the big knife as long as his body, and rushed over in an instant, facing Su Jue head-on.

At this moment, his speed soared to a terrifying level.

The power contained in the knife carried a sharp edge that seemed to split everything.

"laugh."

Lightning and flint, changing shape and changing shadow.

Su Jue circulated his mana and directly activated Bu Yunlu.

This magic weapon helped him a lot when he was going up the mountain. It instantly provided explosive speed, allowing him to move horizontally.

Dodging the knife, Su Jue's footsteps drifted, like a wild goose, skimming the area covered by the knife light, and deflected behind him.

With five fingers and one hand, Su Jue turned his palm into a fist, aimed at Feng Yan's back, and smashed it directly.

However, at the moment when he punched, Feng Yan suddenly turned his head and stared at him with a pair of scarlet eyes that made people stand on end.

At the same time, the huge long knife dragged up from the ground.

"Chong!"

The intersection of gold and stone creates sparks.

The giant knife twisted in the air, and in an instant, it slashed behind him.

With the help of micro-sight,

Feng Yan's movement was as fast as lightning in the eyes of ordinary people, but it was still caught by Su Jue after all.

He withdrew his hands in an instant, and the cloud shoes on his feet burst out with a force, assisting him to move out laterally.

"Not bad, Junior Brother, it's a pity that your magic weapon is only a magic weapon after all!"

After the two sabers failed, Feng Yan looked at Su Jue's shoes with cloud patterns and made a hoarse voice.

Immediately afterwards, with a movement of his body, at a speed close to the terrifying speed that Su Jue erupted just now, he swung his big knife and slashed at Ping.

The magic weapons refined by the Taoist monks already possessed some kind of unpredictable power.

Su Jue's scalp exploded immediately.

His extremely skillful, arbitrary and arm-like way of wielding the knife was simply more terrifying than Duan Chen's marksmanship.

What's more, his superficial offensive is open and closed, but at the critical moment, he can make small changes to this huge blade.

If a mortal meets such an opponent, the only way is to enter a narrow area and fight him in the street, so that he can't use his hands and feet.

But the problem is, the person in front of him is not a mortal at all.

He is a cultivator of the Taoist Palace, and it is not a problem to split a mountain in an instant when he is going all out.

Although he has suppressed his strength at the moment, with his skillful mad sword, he is enough to suppress Su Jue.

"Junior brother, do you only know how to hide?"

The frenzied knife flew, almost forming an impenetrable offensive.

Feng Yan burst out laughing and chased Su Jue with chops.

But because of Bu Yunlu's blessing, he was still half a beat behind, and dozens of knives in succession were all missed. He just danced with majestic knives, which looked dazzling, but did not make any substantial progress.

"If I don't hide, I'll let Senior Brother kill you!"

It was not a fight to the death. Although Su Jue was under pressure, he still did not forget to refute.

"Junior brother, if you don't fight with me, it won't be fun!"

Seeing Su Jue not begging for mercy, his footsteps kept moving.

Feng Yan opened his mouth and let out a breath of scarlet air.

Immediately afterwards, the power from all over his body flowed instantly, steaming up, like a cluster of fire, burning blazingly.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his hands, and the moment the mad knife slashed across the top of his head, it suddenly slashed on the hanging rock.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled.

Suddenly, from Feng Yan's body, two phantoms suddenly separated and rushed out.

In just an instant, these two shadows directly enveloped Su Jue, and suddenly slashed down from three directions.

"Kakkaka!"

On the sword-testing cliff, from the three crazy swords, three huge blades of about ten feet suddenly appeared, pushing across the rock and attacking.

Su Jue immediately noticed that a breath locked him, and at the same time, the three sword lights all carried a destructive breath.

"Is this one of Crazy Saber's attacking techniques?"

Shocked in his heart, seeing Feng Yan directly summoned two mana phantoms, and then slashed three sword lights towards the ground, pushing them horizontally in the middle, he knew in his heart that he would be unable to hide if he wanted to.

(End of this chapter)