While he was talking, he pointed his finger towards the edge of Hua Yue's sword. The light on the finger is faint, and it looks like refined gold. In terms of its firmness, it is not much worse than the ordinary magic weapon.

"Ding..." When you point your finger on the edge of the sword, there is a sound of gold and iron, which lasts for a long time.

If Hua Yue is hit by a huge hammer, she will step back and her face will look like gold paper. It is obvious that her inner organs are shocked. If it is not for her strong defense, I am afraid that Feng Qingyu will cause him serious injury.

"It's nothing more than that when the strength is promoted to the swordsman's level." Wind light feather says.

Although the power of Hua Yue's sword is very good, there is still a big gap between Hua Yue and him. Even the multiple superpositions of the sword and the double power of concussion do not pose any threat to him.

Wind light feather smile, smile on their own strength of pride, more despise the moon. But laughing, his eyes suddenly a Lin, that dangling in mid air fingers suddenly a tremor.

"Boom" a sky thunder, fierce in his fingertips, strong shock, even through his fingertips defense, directly into the meridians, and then irresistible toward his extraordinary meridians viscera.

The breeze light feather whole body followed to shake a few times, a whole body fat meat disorderly quiver. Although such a shock could not really hurt his meridians and Qi sea, but between his chest and abdomen, he was so miserable that he almost vomited out.

How did this kid's talent become so weird? Feng Qingyu looks at Hua Yue in surprise.

He saw the battle between Hua Yue and Qin Ba with his own eyes. Although Lei Yin tiandang was extremely overbearing and hurt a thousand people and hurt eight hundred people, he couldn't break Qin Ba's defense directly. So until the end, Hua Yue could only fight with Qin Ba and lose both sides, but couldn't kill him.

However, at this time, although Hua Yue was only promoted to a great swordsman, the natural power of Lei Yin tiandang had changed in essence. She could go directly through his defense and shock the inner organs of the meridians. This is obviously not the result of strength improvement, but directly related to the five magic weapons.

It's not easy for Feng Qingyu to resist the urge of nausea and vomiting, but he doesn't dare to despise these little guys any more. The Ruyi hair crown and the four astrolabes fall into their hands. With their own sword array, they are more powerful than Jing jianjue and Qin Ba. After all, they have talent, but Jing Jian and others don't.

As soon as he took a breath, he saw two separate bodies, one on the left and the other on the right, in front of the two sides, with a sharp sword in his hand.

This, of course, is Jiang Yuzhe's disillusionment.

"It's too mean to cover your eyes. It's hard to be a great tool." Feng Qingyu despises Jiang Yuzhe's talent.

With the improvement of his strength, his six senses are constantly enhanced. It's hard for him to hide from the swordsman master's eyes and ears whether he is changing his shape or changing his body into a shadow. Jiang Yuzhe's talent is that he has miraculous effects below the holy level, but his power is very limited in the face of his opponent above the swordsman, which is far less useful than Hua Yue's thunder tiandang.

"Go back to me." Wind light feather thought a move, then found the real body of Jiang Yuzhe, easy to point out.

"Bang 1" although Jiang Yuzhe's horizontal sword was in front of him, he was still shocked by his finger and turned pale.

"In the future, spend more time to improve your accomplishments. That's the right way. Any transformation or disillusionment is the last way. It's useless to face a real master." Wind light feather put on the airs of the world's experts, teach Jiang Yuzhe a lesson.

In fact, it's just Jiang Yuzhe's real body that has been repulsed. The phantom of separation in front of him on the left side is still cut down with one sword, and there is another separation. With Feng Qingyu's keen six senses, it's not hard to notice that it's behind him, but he doesn't even bother to look at it. It's just like the shadow. It has no power. What's the matter with it.

Sure enough, the phantom on the left side in front of Feng Qingyu was cut on him like a soap bubble. Feng Qingyu's face also showed the smile I expected, but immediately, he couldn't laugh.

Because at the moment when the phantom was broken, a huge force burst like a powder keg.

"Boom" a loud noise, although this power failed to break through the defense of Feng Qingyu, hurt his inner organs, but also blew half of his body numb, when the dust was flying, his face and body were covered with dust.

Feng Qingyu is a little confused. This guy hides his strength in the phantom. How did he do it? He has never heard of such a sword skill. Needless to say, this is also the change of the five magic weapons.

Monsters, these kids are monsters! Feng Qingyu was disgusted by the thunder of Huayue, and almost vomited out on the spot. Then he was blown up by Jiang Yuzhe's Phantom of separation, and he lost his face.

"Fury, devil chop!" Without waiting for his numb body to return to normal, Tang Bufan had rushed to his eyes with a roar, and the long sword cut out, which was the same posture.

It's not that he really wants to die with Feng Qingyu, but that his talent is like this. No matter what kind of enemy he faces, his sword skill is like this.These stinky boys, tigers don't get angry. Do you really think I'm sick? Seeing Tang Bufan's posture that looks like a madman changing his life, Feng Qingyu is a little angry, and he points out again.

The power of this finger was obviously a little stronger than just now. Tang Bufan flew out directly, but before he landed, he twisted his waist and turned back and cut it out with a sword.

"Eh!" Feng Qingyu let out a cry. Although he didn't really want to hurt Tang Bufan, he used a lot of strength in this finger. He wanted to hurt him lightly. At the same time, he sealed his meridians and let him lose the power to fight again. Who knows, from Tang Bufan's slightly pale face, although he was seriously injured, his meridians were not sealed, and he still had the power to fight again.

Feng Qingyu was puzzled and pointed out that this finger was attacking Tang Bufan's right shoulder pulse point. Once this pulse point was sealed, Tang Bufan's right hand holding the sword would be useless for the time being.

"Chi!" His guidance fell on the pulse point accurately.

However, to his great surprise, Tang Bufan's sword power did not change, and his right hand was still so stable and powerful.

The wind light feather points on his long sword and shakes it back again, but he is more surprised in his heart. You know, even among the swordsmen, his strength can be called a strong one. It's unbelievable that his pulse cutting finger can't deal with just a big swordsman.

Monster, another monster!

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