Chapter 835

"For revenge? Hum! You're not worthy! I'm here to compete for the battle of the Big Dipper, the champion of heaven and earth level! Establish an immortal reputation for my jiuxuan sect!"

Feng Lingyue's face is proud!

"It turns out that the battle of the Big Dipper also has a black curtain!"

The so-called fairness is only a cover after all, especially in the preliminaries, someone can secretly manipulate the order of the duel!

"This is... The eight arm skill repair of jiuxuan sect! Dad, you really don't hesitate to do anything to win this game!"

Nangong Fenghua's face showed a gloomy color.

Eight arm cultivation is a little famous school in the whole world! This does not belong to someone, but a family, an ancient inheritance!

They can turn out eight arms at the critical moment, pinch and print at the same time, and turn out many printing formulas!

Every arm can be transformed!

Eight arms, eight techniques, appear at the same time, each of which is extremely powerful!

It is said that the eight arm cultivation also has magical powers, which can integrate the eight skills with each other!

There are nine kinds of peerless Xuantong in jiuxuan sect!

This eight arm repair is one of them!

"The sea of bitterness is incomparable. It's time to turn around! Girl, you have the idea of getting out of my father's control. My father knows very well! But if the person you choose can't even cope with a small eight arm skill repair, how can my father rest assured that you can take good care of yourself under the protection of the Nangong family?"

Nangong Jie's face was cold and could not see his color of joy and anger! He admitted in disguise that all this was his arrangement.

Nangong Fenghua's face became more and more ugly.

It's really hard for Fang Yue to deal with this eight arm skill, unless he can make the other party stop!

In the forest, Fang Yue and Feng Lingyue have begun to fight!

Fengling moon is a typical skill. Naturally, it opens the distance, and a Taoist skill falls down!

The meteorites, the size of houses, went down with a long flame tail behind them. The temperature was extremely high, which began to distort the space!

This is a indifference attack!

Feng Lingyue wants to kill Fang Yue directly with the power of thunder!

The flame in the meteorite is a dark fire. Even the strong in the rotation territory dare not touch it. Otherwise, if it is slightly stained, it will be the end of the sudden fall!

"Boom!" "boom!" "boom!"

With the landing of meteorites.

The whole earth is shaking!

Without saying a word, Fang Yue pinched his fingerprints. Fight back with magic!

You know the art. Don't you bully me?

With the same technique, Fang Yue also summoned huge meteorites to fall from the sky!

However, his meteorite contains the breath of the road of earth and the road of fire. Although it is not very strong, it is only the first level of realm. However, the art with Tao Yun is different from that without Tao Yun!

The meteorite of fenglingyue has no direction and no purpose. It falls disorderly and attacks immediately!

Such a fall is extremely powerful, but most of the energy is wasted!

Fang Yue's meteorites are concentrated in the direction of the wind and the moon. It's like a Taoist priest with GPS installed. They pursue him relentlessly. It's like they will never stop killing him!

It also fell, and Fang Yue's groups chased after Feng Lingyue's ass!

Fengling moon was stunned at first, and then summoned an ice cover to resist Fang Yue's meteorite attack!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Those falls collided with the ice cover!

On the top of the cover, a fine crack followed by a crack!

"Fang Yue, damn you!"

Before the wind touched the moon, leisurely and arrogant look disappeared for a moment! Instead, there was an angry rage!

He was originally a well-known practitioner of jiuxuan sect, and was proud of his strength in terms of cultivation!

However, in front of Fang Yue, he even chose to fight himself with skill cultivation! Even his understanding and mastery of magic is better than him!

"Eh, unexpectedly, this boy really has some skills!"

In front of the big screen, Nangong Jie stroked his beard!

There was an unexpected look on his face.

Fang Yue's technique has gone beyond the understanding of the general level of heaven and earth!

In general, the cultivation of heaven and earth level, the most important thing is the power of each technique. It studies how to add vitality to your own technique to make it more powerful!

But only when they step into a higher level will they find that this is actually a stupid and wrong route!

The real skill cultivation is about the manipulation of the skill. Even if you use the skill, no matter how powerful it is, it will be useless if you can't concentrate the other party.

Nangong Jie, although he didn't take the path of technical repair, he had become a saint after all. He hadn't eaten pork, but hadn't he seen a pig run?

He once sat down and talked with some Ming scholars in art and practice, and repeatedly verified this problem!

However, the vast majority of art practices are difficult to get out of this misunderstanding at the level of heaven and earth and rotation. Many times, even with the guidance of famous teachers!

Because at this stage, it is much easier to improve the power of the technique than to improve the control power.

Only at the level of yin and Yang, the soul has a qualitative transition and transformation, can the technique become more flexible and controllable!

Nangong Jie is not absolute. Yue has an opinion and hopes he will lose.

After all, this is the person chosen by his daughter, and he also hopes to be better!

This is a very contradictory attitude as a father.

I don't know. I don't know!

"Hum! Fang Yue's strength is definitely not. It can be stopped by a small eight arm cultivation! At least the person I selected will have no problem entering the semi-finals!"

For Fang Yue, Nangong Fenghua has great confidence.

Because of her keen sense of spirit, she always has a sense of inexplicable fear beside Fang Yue!

"Oh? So confident, I'll wait and see!"

Nangong Jie smiled and turned to look at the screen.

Fenglingyue finally blocked Fang Yue's last meteorite after breaking three ice covers.

Feng Lingyue's face is gloomy. If this is a discussion of magic, he has lost.

He is four small steps higher than Fang Yue's cultivation level!

Fang Yue is the fourth level of heaven and earth, and he is the eighth level of heaven and earth!

However, Fang Yue's technique at the level of heaven and earth requires three techniques at the same level to offset and block it. Among them, people with high and low vision can see it at a glance!

However, it is not a theory of art.

Whatever your difference, as long as you can win, you can!

Feng Lingyue's face faintly showed a touch of excitement. When he thought that a talent of Tianzong would die in his hand, his heart was 100000 excitement!

"Eight arms, out!"

Fenglingyue is an eight arm skill!

Eight arms appear from behind!

"Fang Yue, it's your fortune to die under the inheritance of my eight arm cultivation!"

A proud color appeared on Feng Lingyue's face!

The number of techniques increased eight times.

Even without strong control, you can punch the teacher's father and blow Fang Yuesheng to death! "

Fang Yue was silent.

Feng Lingyue thought Fang Yue was afraid!

"Hahaha, Fang Yue, if you knew so, why did you have to? Those who offended our jiuxuan sect are doomed to a good end..."

Feng Lingyue chatters endlessly.

Fang Yue suddenly looked up and looked at the wind and the moon.

"Are you sure you're not deformed?"

Ling Fengyue's words stopped abruptly.

Choked by Fang Yue's words, he couldn't jump out a word!

What is this idea?

How could I be deformed!

This is my most powerful killing move, okay?

What brain circuits are you? What eyesight!

"Eight arm cultivation! The technique is like rain!"

Feng Lingyue has a gloomy face and decides not to talk to Fang Yue again.

Let this humble mortal repent in the rainstorm of magic!

Eight arms, each kneading and printing.

Different lights shine from different fingerprints!

Lightning, meteorite, ice cone, wind blade

All kinds of techniques are roaring. This technique is as urgent as a rainstorm. It's dense and breathless!

Fang Yue stood in the rainstorm, raised his eyelids and disdained to say.

"Do you know what my nickname is?"

"I'm called a magic machine gun!"

"You use this means to deal with me, isn't it a little big knife in front of Guan!"

Fang Yue's voice fell.

A Taoist art was formed in the void, and they were born out of thin air over Fang Yue's body.

A total of 100 martial arts are brewing at the same time!

"One thought becomes a Dharma!"

Feng Lingyue suddenly feels that her breathing is not very smooth!

One thought becomes a method, instant technique.

He can also do this, but he can instant cast, that is, the level of the acquired environment.

I'm dead. It's the limit to use the first and second layers of one or two congenital environments!

But Fang Yue is brewing the world level skills, and they are all instant!

Feng Lingyue felt as if she had been held by an invisible hand!

"This is false, it must be false!"

Feng Lingyue said hysterically.

He doesn't believe that someone can recite the Dharma at the level of heaven and earth, and all of them are the Dharma at the level of heaven and earth!

If all the skills in the city can do this, what is the value and necessity of their eight arm skills?

Feng Lingyue's eyes turned red and manipulated those techniques to fight in the direction of Fang Yue more violently.

However, in front of Fang Yue's body, one side of the earth and rock barrier broke through the earth, and there was a faint metallic texture on the tough rock!

All the spells are blocked by those earth rock barriers, and the broken side is born again!

As if relentless, endless!

"A hundred dharmas face the dust!"

Fang Yue, Zhuang Yan, Baoxiang!

A hundred levels of heaven and earth are brewing!

All kinds of techniques, colorful, go to the wind and the moon!

"No!"

Fenglingyue propped up a protective cover, but it had no effect at all.

The protective cover on that side was easily pierced like paper paste!

Then, a generation of skill cultivation talents, Fengling moon, disappeared into the sea of skill like a vast sea!

A shadow fell.

This is an old man. He has white hair and wears a gray Taoist robe, giving people a sense of inexplicable dignity!

"I announce that Fang Yuesheng has won this competition! He has won the reward points for winning in a row, 2 points, and the reward points for winning the strong with the weak, 5 points. The next competition will start in three hours. Please get ready!"

The old man's voice fell to the ground and was about to disappear.

Fang Yue grabbed each other's shoulders!

"Fang Yue, what are you going to do? Please let go, respect the game and the referee!"

The old man's negative emotions burst.

After so many years as a referee, I dare to stop the referee for the first time!

Let go, can't we have something to say?