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

Chapter 117 Explosion

With a loud and muffled sound of "Dang", countless radiant magic powers burst out directly.

Feng Yan never expected that Su Jue would attack directly like this, avoiding his most powerful edge, and choosing to use his own weapons to directly suppress.

In an instant, his movements were restricted. Even though his mana could still maintain his power, the Frenzied Knife was directly suppressed, and the tip of the knife was pressed against the rock mass of the Sword Test Cliff, spinning crazily.

"Kakkaka!"

The dizzying explosions kept coming out.

Many inner sects, and even direct disciples, all stared dumbfounded.

"He actually wants to use Zhong's method to forcibly suppress Feng Yan?"

"Its majesty is like a mountain, its power is like the sea, and its attacking power has almost reached the extreme of his level. No matter who the opponent is, will he suppress it with one weapon?"

"Senior Sister, do you think he used a weapon that breaks ten thousand spells?"

In the sky, the voices of many discussions instantly came to mind.

Obviously, even they never thought that Su Jue would neither evade nor resist, but instead chose the third way to directly suppress them with more brutal and powerful means.

"Ahhh!"

Feng Yan looked up to the sky and screamed, half of his body was covered by Su Jue's ancient bronze seed, but Ren Jiu refused to give up.

He looked like he was going crazy, and all his magic power was surging. He tried to lift the long knife in his hand, and rubbed the bronze bell, making a series of explosions.

At this moment, he seemed to be facing a mountain.

This is obviously a magic bell, but it shows unimaginable power, like a heavy weapon in Kyushu, it has the power of a tripod, and it covers it.

"Even if you have Taiqiong inheritance, you can easily suppress me!"

Feng Yan roared angrily, even though he knew in his heart that Su Jue was the only direct disciple of Taiqiong Peak, and everything he knew was taught by Mu Lianyue.

But he doesn't want to give up!

So what if there is a master who is the most powerful in the Eastern Desolation?

The real powerful one is still oneself!
As the direct descendant of Ba Dao Peak, he defeated many opponents back then, and was finally accepted as a disciple by his master.

Now, even if the strength is suppressed, there is no reason to be defeated by a junior who has only been in the door for more than a month!

"Ugh!"

The body trembled violently, Feng Yan deflected the blade, and the fierce Taoist soldiers swept directly against the bottom of Su Jue's hallucinated bell, trying to disintegrate his composition in circles!
"So strong!"

Above the ancient clock, Su Jue trembled violently.

Even if he used all the mana in his limbs and bones, he could barely suppress Feng Yan at this moment. If he wanted to defeat him, this step alone was obviously not enough.

What's more, at this moment, he has gone completely mad and entered a completely uncontrollable state.

If he can't be suppressed and let him out, then his three competitions will probably come to an end here!
"Clang, when!"

The bell kept ringing, and after Feng Yan's blade deflected, his whole state seemed to skyrocket again, and he even started frantically flipping the big bell that Su Jue suppressed him.

Seeing that going on like this would not last long, Su Jue gritted his teeth and made a decisive decision.

With a movement of his body, while he was floating in the air with the help of mana, he suddenly kicked the bell body hard, and at the moment he took advantage of the momentum to retreat, he raised his hand and shook it far away into the void.

"boom!"

In an instant, this was condensed by Zhundi's method, blessed with the concept of breaking all magic with one weapon, and able to fight against the divine soldiers of the Taoist palace and suppress Feng Yan. The ancient bell of Luanling exploded with a bang.

The magic power scattered all over the sky, and the moment the explosion rose, the body of the clock burst directly.

Feng Yan's whole body was instantly swept away by the power that enveloped him.

All the power coming from the impact directly broke the balance of his mana, and the state of Dao Juanyun was directly broken down in an instant.

His whole body, dragging a long knife, swept out like a cannonball, with a scarlet luster.

"Ah!"

In mid-air, he roared to the sky, and all the self-repression in the sea of ​​gods and the Taoist palace came into contact.

Immediately afterwards, a rush of tyrannical blood rolled over his body.

The steady stream of divine power instantly overwhelmed the remaining fluctuations penetrating into his body.

Hanging in mid-air on the sword-testing cliff, Feng Yan's heavy breathing began to slow down after venting all his energy.

Holding a long knife in his hand, he looked at Su Jue, who had landed safely, with complicated emotions in his eyes, but even so, he was obviously a little bit dissatisfied.

"Second match, Su Jue wins!"

Before he could make any more moves, Qianlao spoke softly on the hanging rock in a satisfied mood.

According to the regulations, the two parties must be in the same realm to compete.

Su Jue used sufficient means. Although he didn't directly defeat Feng Yan, he forced him to release his own suppression.

The result, of course, was that Su Jue won.

"Junior Brother, congratulations."

Seeing Qian Lao directly pronounce the verdict, the deal is done and the rice is cooked.

Feng Yan shook his head unhappily, and then said something reluctantly.

In essence, he and Su Jue have no deadly enmity, they are just competing with each other.

If the fight is enjoyable, of course he will be fine.

However, this battle made him quite unhappy, even a little inexplicable.

Especially in the end, Su Jue actually blew himself up the weapon he condensed.

To him, this is simply a swindle.

"Brother accepted."

Su Jue responded politely, he did win this time by a trick.

The condensed clock can explode, and it will be condensed in the future.

But Feng Yan can't do it, he just spent a lot of painstaking efforts to refine such a Taoist weapon.

"Next time, you will be in even more trouble, so work hard."

After finishing the fight, Feng Yan felt uneasy, waved his hand impatiently, and flew out directly after speaking.

Seeing him running away, Su Jue instantly became paralyzed.

He sat cross-legged on the spot, and began to adjust his state through the gap.

……

"What? He actually used a self-destruct weapon to defeat Feng Yan?"

"Isn't this cheating? The mana weapon exploded and can be re-condensed. Can Feng Yan's magic weapon explode?"

"You can't say that, you are in the realm of spiritual training, can you use your power to condense a weapon against the gods?"

"That's right, being able to blow himself up is his ability. If it were you and I, when we first got started for a month, we were still slowly exploring the realm of Qi training."

"He's right. This Uncle Su Jue is indeed the only one who has been favored by Lian Yue in the past thousand years. He is good enough and good enough."

"Whether it's the means of attack, or the decisiveness shown in the battle, and the use of the ability you know, they are all really strong."

"If judged in this way, among the many personal biographies of Yaoguang Baifeng, he is relatively outstanding. All this has just begun, and there is still a long way to go."

"It's too early to start praising him now. There's another game in the future. He needs to use self-destruct weapons to win now. What else can he do?"

Noisy voices reappeared, and in the void beside the sword-testing cliff, many inner disciples, as well as personal disciples, began to discuss.

(End of this chapter)