Venerable Yuan

Buzz!

The moment the red giant sword completely submerged into Yuan Hongtian's spiritual cap, the whole world seemed to become hot at this moment, and at the same time, there was a low sword roar that echoed.

The sound of sword chants continued, and faintly, it seemed to turn into overwhelming sword energy, filling an area of ​​several thousand feet around Yuan Hong.

Tsk!

Even though Yuan Hong was standing in the void, the ground beneath his feet began to be torn apart with countless traces, making it as smooth as a mirror.

The sense of oppression emanating from Yuan Hong's body was rising steadily.

Such changes in Yuan Hong were naturally noticed by Zhou Yuan immediately, and his expression couldn't help but change immediately, because at this time, Yuan Hong's Origin Qi seemed to become extremely hot and fierce.

This is completely different from before.

"What's going on?" A look of surprise flashed across Zhou Yuan's eyes.

On the top of the peak, Lu Yan, Zhou Tai, and Zhang Yan also looked surprised and uncertain, obviously aware of Yuan Hong's changes.

Outside the Chief Peak, many surprised eyes looked at this scene.

The two elders Shen Taiyuan and Lu Song frowned. They stared at Yuan Hong's figure, their eyes flickering. After a while, they seemed to have thought of something, and their pupils shrank slightly.

"It's actually a swordsmanship?"

Their faces became ugly. This "Sword Feeding Technique" is a rather evil source technique in Jianlai Peak. It uses one's own flesh and blood to feed the sword in their hands, so that they can briefly enter a so-called "human-sword fusion" In this state, the breeder's own strength will increase, and he will have the ability of the sword he raised...

However, this kind of source technique is very destructive to oneself, and will cause considerable sequelae after being used. Even the sword raised will be contaminated with evil aura, making it difficult to control it in the future.

Precisely because the cost of performing this kind of source technique is high, few disciples practice it, and even if they practice it, they will not use it until the moment of life and death.

However, no one expected that Yuan Hong would actually use it at this time...

In the world, many disciples were whispering, and most of them blamed Yuan Hong. It was obvious that the latter's methods were somewhat unscrupulous.

High in the sky, Headmaster Qingyang also noticed this scene and frowned slightly.

"Hmph, it's just a competition between fellow sects, but he even used such a source technique that harmed others and not benefited himself. It's really cruel." Peak Master Lianyi glanced coldly at Master Lingjun.

The other peak masters also shook their heads, seemingly complaining.

Peak Master Lingjun's expression remained unchanged and said: "Yuan Hong is indeed too competitive. He should be reprimanded after this incident. However, the rules of the battle for chiefs are to do his best, but he has not said that he cannot Perform these techniques."

Headmaster Qingyang pondered slightly, and finally could only shake his head helplessly. Although Yuan Hong's move was a bit ugly, it was not against the rules after all, so he couldn't say much.

He looked at Zhou Yuan's figure at the top of the peak, with some regret in his eyes. This Zhou Yuan was able to push Yuan Hong to this point as a new disciple. Yuan Hong was hit too hard, so he was forced to use such methods.

And with Yuan Hong's current state, Zhou Yuan might be in some danger.

…

Buzz!

The sound of sword chants continued to echo throughout the world.

Yuan Hong's originally strong body became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye. His eyes were sunken, and a red light emerged in his pupils, which looked quite scary.

Zhou Yuan, on the other hand, sensed an increasingly strong aura of danger from Yuan Hong at this time, and immediately held the Tianyuan Pen tightly in his palm and stared at the latter closely.

"I really didn't expect that... the first time I used the "Sword Feeding Technique", it would be because of you." Yuan Hong's eyes filled with red light stared at Zhou Yuan, and his voice became hoarse and cold. .

Zhou Yuan did not answer, but his eyes were cold, his body was tense, and he was on extreme alert.

"Next, I'll let you know what fear is!" Yuan Hong raised the corners of his mouth, and a sinister smile emerged.

Uh-huh!

He stamped his feet fiercely, and there seemed to be a sword roar, and his figure disappeared directly and strangely from the spot.

"What a speed!"

Zhou Yuan's pupils shrank, and Yuan Hong's speed was undoubtedly much faster than before.

Buzz!

Just when Zhou Yuan was about to retreat with a sudden burst of fire, a sword roar suddenly sounded above him. He suddenly raised his head and saw Yuan Hong's withered figure flashing out, with cold eyes and slightly skinny palms. , cut it off suddenly.

call out!

When he swung the sword down, he saw red light spurting out, and it turned into a thousand-foot-long red sword light, hot and sharp, like a peerless fierce sword that had just been drawn out of a volcano.

The sword light passed by, leaving traces of cracks in the void.

At this time, Yuan Hong's movements and every attack were more fierce than before when he was holding the Tian Yan Sword.

The red light sword shadow quickly enlarged in his pupils. Zhou Yuan did not dare to show any hesitation. The tip of the Tianyuan pen in his hand quickly turned into pitch black. The silver light in his body flashed and he used all his strength to strike down hard.

clang!

The red light sword shadow slashed at the tip of the Tianyuan pen, the sound of gold and iron erupted, and the red shock wave swept away, creating a hurricane across the sky and the earth.

And everyone saw Zhou Yuan's figure reflected in the red light, falling back to the ground, with the soles of his feet stepping on the ground. The ground was constantly collapsing, and the sleeves on both arms exploded. .

The soles of his feet slid a hundred feet away on the ground. Zhou Yuan finally stabilized his figure, and his expression became extremely solemn. Blood dripped from his palms holding the Tianyuan pen, and the tiger's mouth was cracked.

"What a horrific attack."

Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth. In this state, Yuan Hong's strength was indeed too astonishing. He had been able to compete with him before, but at this time, he was suppressed again.

This time the battle for chief was obviously more difficult than Zhou Yuan expected.

Even though he had prepared many trump cards for this, he was still being forced out one by one.

From the sky, Yuan Hong's red eyes full of fierceness swept down and locked on Zhou Yuan. In the next moment, his figure shot directly down. Obviously, he planned to completely eliminate Zhou Yuan in this state.

Boom boom!

The figure passed by violently, and the air made a sonic boom sound.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

At the same time, Yuan Hong's palms slashed down crazily, and huge red sword shadows thousands of feet roared down overwhelmingly. Such an offensive made the scalps of countless disciples go numb.

Facing Yuan Hong's crazy offensive, Zhou Yuan also felt his scalp numb, but at this time there was no way out. He could only hold the Tianyuan pen tightly and let out a low roar from his throat.

"Jade skin!"

"Silver Bones!"

"Broken source!"

"Ten thousand whales!"

"..."

The terrifying power also burst out from Zhou Yuan's body without reservation at this time. Obviously, facing Yuan Hong's offensive, Zhou Yuan could only squeeze out all his power.

This is the strongest confrontation!