Chapter 310

Three hundred sword pulling skills combined with real holy sword skills will not only cost Chen Yao a lot, but also produce great power.

The fierce and powerful sword Qi passed towards the wind.

Looking at this sword, Chu Tiange's eyes flashed a look of surprise.

"Is this boy really just a practitioner who has just stepped into the realm of Wang Wu?"

Feng Jingtian's heart is a little underestimated.

But after all, he is one of the strongest in the world and the real strong in the holy martial arts realm. Therefore, he still has some confidence in the face of this sword and will not run away.

"The wind swirls."

Wind startling heaven itself is the spiritual root of wind attribute and cultivates the magic of wind attribute.

He pinched a few Dharma formulas and saw a whirlpool of wildly rotating wind in front of him.

Like a tornado drill, the tip pointed at Chen Yao and swept towards Chen Yao.

"Boom."

The wind whirled and the manic sword Qi collided with each other.

The sword Qi and wind whirl were broken at the same time.

At the moment when the sword was broken, the blood in Chen Yao's mouth soared, and the whole person fell down like a kite with a broken line.

"Boom."

Chen Yao's body collapsed a small mountain directly, but soon Chen Yao's figure rose from the billowing smoke and dust.

"Oh, my God, Chen Yao is really going to go against the sky. Unexpectedly, he used the cultivation of Wang Wujing to catch the attack of the strong ones of fazong shengwujing without dying? And it seems that he still has his combat power."

"It's not just immortality. Didn't you see that although Chen Yao lost the wind, the sword just made the wind startle heaven a step backwards?"

"It has been a hundred years since Feng Jingtian entered the holy martial arts realm. He should be very familiar with the power of the holy martial arts realm, but he was defeated by Chen Yao."

"God, even the strong in Huangwu realm should be killed by the strong in Shengwu realm. Chen Yao, a practitioner in Wangwu realm, can challenge him?" "I think Chen Yao is either too strong or the wind is too weak."

"With this sword just now, Feng Jingtian will become a joke in the spiritual world and a stepping stone for Chen Yao's fame, whether he loses or wins."

... people looked at Chen Yao as if they saw the devil. Chen Yao's strength is really stronger than they thought.

Luo Tian looked at this scene, and the regret in his eyes was more obvious.

Jianyu looked at Luo Tian, but he didn't say a word.

This time Luo naively let him down.

Maybe Luo Tian has been secretly cultivating Chu Tian's song. Luo Tian has kept it from himself, and Chen Yao is a stepping stone for Luo Tian to prepare Chu Tian's song, right?

Jianyu really doesn't want to say a word to Luo Tian.

Listening to everyone's discussion, the wind in the air startled heaven, and his face was very ugly. This time, he really lost his face.

He should have killed Chen Yao with one move, but he was beaten back by Chen Yao?

This is a slap in the face.

The wind startled the weather, looked at Chen Yao and said.

"Boy, if I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be a man."

"Wind and rain formula."

Feng Jingtian kept pinching the complex and profound Dharma seal in his hand. With his action, the environment of the world began to change significantly.

The sky, which had already exposed the white belly of the fish, was covered by dark clouds again, and the wind was strong.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is all over the building.

"Die for me."

The wind startled the sky with a loud drink, like a huge thunder in the sky.

Then the dense raindrops fell towards Chen Yao, and the raging wind roared towards Chen Yao.

"Chen Yao, be careful."

At this time, only the voice of Jianling came from Chen Yao's mind. Jianling would appear only when Chen Yao encountered a life and death crisis. Now it reminds Chen Yao that Chen Yao has encountered a very dangerous thing.

"What?"

Chen dazzled with a look of doubt.

"These storms are not simple. At the moment, it is equivalent to the boundary set by the wind. These raindrops are transformed by his divine consciousness. The strong in the holy martial arts realm, especially the Dharma cultivation, have extremely strong mental power. If these raindrops enter your body, your mind and spirit are likely to be controlled by him."

These wind blades are also very not simple. Each one is no less than a single top-grade martial arts skill on the sky level. They are very dense and numerous. Be careful. As a last resort, I'm helping you, but the price is too high. If I do it, with your current cultivation, your life will be less than one year at most. "

Hearing Jianling's words, Chen Yao was shocked. The old man was really so powerful.

But then there was a light in his eyes.

Are these raindrops transformed by the old man's divine consciousness? If it is contaminated, it will invade its own sea of knowledge?

Yes, my physical strength, Kendo means, martial arts state of mind, and even the state of mind can't be said to be too unbearable, but the only thing is my mind. If chaotic sword doesn't help me, my mind is really ordinary.

If I can forcibly absorb the old guy's thinking, that is, these raindrops, will I benefit a lot?

Although the old guy's mind will invade his sea of knowledge, he may turn himself into a fool.

But Chen Yao doesn't believe that this old man can be as powerful as the divine prison tripod?

The divine prison tripod has recognized itself as the Lord. As long as someone tries to attack his sea knowledge, the divine prison tripod will fight back.

But this is always a gamble. In case of an accident, you will be doomed.

So Chen Yao didn't dare to be careless.

When the wind and rain hit him, he still urged the basaltic shield, sword and armor to display the unbreakable sword and shield and triple protection.

When a drop of rain falls on the palm of your hand, it immediately integrates into your body.

Chen Yao could even feel that this drop of rain swam rapidly in his body and attacked his sea of knowledge.

But unfortunately, when this drop of rain reached the sea, it was immediately taken away by the divine prison tripod.

"So it is."

A smile appeared at the corners of Chen Yao's mouth. God prison tripod really can suppress these mental raindrops.

You can temporarily suppress these thoughts in the divine prison tripod, and then find an appropriate way to integrate them into your own thoughts.

Dharma practitioners are several times more powerful than other types of practitioners, but now they are facing a Dharma practitioner in the realm of holy martial arts. This time, they really made a lot of money.

"Clank."

The violent wind blade constantly attacked Chen Yao. The corners of Chen Yao's mouth had overflowed with blood, but he laughed wildly.

"Old man, don't you just want to control my mind? Let me help you."

"Suck."

Chen Yao silently carried out the power absorption method, and then all the mental raindrops falling from the positive sky came towards Chen Yao * * * * like flying needles.

Hundreds of millions of raindrops all converge at one point. The closer they get to Chen Yao, the more like a river.

This river is not washing Chen Yao, but directly into Chen Yao's body.

What the hell is this?

Everyone was stupid.

"How could this happen?

Feng Jingtian felt his strength weakening slowly.

"My mind, my mind is weakening."

The wind startled and panicked. The major of Dharma practice is mental power. Once the mental power weakens, it will fall into the realm.

It's not easy to become a saint. If you fall into a realm together, it's doomed.

He can't accept such a thing.

Therefore, for a time, we should not deal with Chen Yao, but first recall the raindrops of our own mind.

"Come back."

Feng Jingtian pinched the Dharma seal in front of him, but those mental raindrops didn't return to his body.

He can clearly feel that Chen Yao seems to be forcibly absorbing his mind by some means.

As soon as these thoughts entered Chen Yao's body, it was like a clay ox entering the sea without news. Let alone controlling Chen Yao's mind, I didn't even feel a little bit with these thoughts.

Almost half of his mental strength was forcibly plundered by Chen Yao.

The strength of Feng Jingtian has fallen to the level of primary saint.

"Chen Yao, I killed you."

In the realm of holy martial arts, it is difficult to ascend to heaven without entering one layer. The holy man is divided into three layers.

Primary saint, intermediate saint, advanced saint, half step saint, strong divine realm.

Life and death have their own destiny, and the pursuit of longevity in human practice is against the sky, so it is extremely difficult, especially in the later stage.

It is several times more difficult to advance from a high saint to a half step Saint than to cultivate from an ordinary person to a high saint.

At the moment, fengjingtian fell from the intermediate saint to the primary saint, and the depression and panic in his heart can be imagined.

"You stop."

Chen Yao is just a cultivator of Wang Wu realm, but at the moment, he forced a strong man of Shengwu realm to put on a desperate posture. It's really unimaginable.

The wind startled the sky, and the whole man shot at Chen Yao. He himself had the attribute of wind. When he was fast, it was difficult for even a strong man like Jianyu to see clearly.

Just between thoughts, he appeared in front of Chen Yao.

"Storm fist"

He used almost all his strength to punch Chen Yao.

Go on, Feng Jingtian has no doubt that his mind will be absorbed by Chen Yao.

A Dharma practitioner without mental ability is terrible to think about.

When he punched, the whole fist was wrapped by the strong wind. His fist was like a high-speed rotating drill bit attacking Chen Yao.

"Boom."

The basaltic shield in front of Chen Yao made a violent sound. Yes, the basaltic shield was very strong, but it was difficult to perfectly control a sacred weapon with Chen Yao's cultivation, so the basaltic shield was shaken away.

"Bang."

The defense without breaking the sword and shield was then broken by a fist.

"Click."

Feng Jingtian directly punched on the sword and armor. The sword and armor is Chen Yao's personal thing. Chen Yao was directly impacted by a terrible impact.

"Ah."

The sword armor just repaired was punched a hole directly. Feng Jingtian punched Chen Yao's left chest directly.

Chen Yao's body was directly beaten out.