War Emperor

Chapter 645: Wind Extreme

Finally, the colorful light met the huge wind pillar. The strange thing is that there is no earth-shattering explosion. The colorful sword light seems to carry a strange melting force. Although it is small, the huge wind pillar produces a strong wind immediately. Disappearing and invisible, they are melted away one after another.

In less than a few seconds, the huge wind pillar had already been melted by half, and the colorful sword light, without any declining momentum, was still rushing forward unstoppably.

Just like this small sword light, possessing inexplicable and terrifying power.

"How could it be like this..." Liu Zifeng finally changed his color completely after seeing this scene, and a little bit of sweat was shed on his forehead. In the past, he was able to perform this trick. It was difficult for a person of the same level to contend. Even if he could barely stop it, it would cost a huge price and effort. However, Shangguan Xiyun's weak colorful light could easily dissolve his huge pillar of wind connecting the heavens and the earth, which made him feel like **** in the day, and made him feel incredible.

Immediately afterwards, he couldn't help but slapped a spirit, and his pupils shrank suddenly, because he saw with awe that, in such a short time, the colorful light had completely pierced the wind pillar, as if hitting a yellow dragon, once again. He killed him.

The speed is very fast, like amazing time, the small colorful light, although not powerful and incomparable, but there is a strong wave of fluctuations, making his whole body hair a little. This made him know that if he could not bear the blow, it would be unthinkable.

"Extremely dangerous, hide!" Without any hesitation, this thought flashed through his mind for the first time, then he turned his body and stepped on the void with the soles of his feet, trying to avoid him.

It is a pity that the speed of the colorful light is too fast. The moment he just turned around, he had already come to the front, and it suddenly penetrated his left shoulder, causing a burst of blood to spray out there, showing a thumb-sized The blood hole, even the dense bones inside, can be faintly visible.

The severe pain caused Liu Zifeng to let out a stern scream, his teeth clenched, and a painful breath, his face turned pale.

Generally, when he cultivates to his level, his shoulders are hurt, which is not intolerable, but what is terrifying is that under the colorful killing, there is a special breath that enters his body along the wound, wanting Destroying his internal organs, causing him to be overwhelmed, so he made him scream.

This made his heart cold, Shangguan Xiyun's colorful killing was far more than simple on the surface. If these breaths were managed, it was very likely that they would cause hard-to-recover wounds to his internal organs. At the moment, his face quickly sank, and the divine power in his body rushed out, and the destructive power that swept the colorful colors into his body was then resisted a little, and it felt better.

If it is so, he can't help but feel some lingering fears. If he hadn't just reacted quickly and avoided the vital point, this colorful killing would have killed him. If it hit his heart, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At the moment, he looked up at Shangguan Xiyun's slender hand, the divine sword exuding seven colors of glow, and there was also a strong jealousy in his eyes.

Rumble!

After piercing through the huge wind pillar, the center whirlpool of the wind pillar showed a huge hollow, but it was still spinning and pushing forward.

In a short while, it gradually weakened, obviously at the end of a powerful crossbow, but the wind pillar still has a huge destructive power, and if ordinary people encounter it, it is still enough to be minced into flesh.

Shangguan Xiyun's complexion remained unchanged, her slender feet stepped on the ground, her body floating like an immortal, she moved horizontally in an instant, flew about three miles away, and escaped the wind pillar. After the wind column pushed forward a little further, it finally dissipated completely, the rubble in the sky also fell down, and everything around was calm again.

The disciples of Penglai Immortal Island all had their faces stiff, staring blankly at Shangguan Xiyun, who was calm and gentle, and then at Liu Zifeng, who was holding his shoulders. There was still bleeding in Liu Zifeng, and he couldn't help but have a slight scalp. The meaning of hemp.

Judging from the current scene, it is obvious that anyone who is not a fool knows that Liu Zifeng is not Shangguan Xiyun's opponent at all. Let him seize the opportunity, relying on the strong wind and fast sword, the majestic advantage of one sword over one sword, did not get the slightest advantage in Shangguan Xiyun's hands, and even caused himself to be injured. In time, the judgement was made.

Liu Zifeng clenched some fists, and felt that this result was no small shame to him, especially in front of many of his fellow students, it made him feel a little embarrassed.

As the tenth true disciple of Penglai Xiandao, even the status of the saint of Yingzhou Xiandao was nothing to him. I didn't expect this saint, Shangguan Xiyun, to be so powerful.

"Senior Sister Shangguan, it is really good strength. Next, I will use the most powerful move in my Gale Fast Sword, "Wind Extreme Slaying". Please also ask Senior Sister for advice."

Quickly suppressing these thoughts, Liu Zifeng knew that no matter what, the battle would continue. He took a deep breath and looked at Shangguan Xiyun, his eyes full of cold, and he said lightly.

Hum!

As soon as the voice fell, Liu Zifeng squeezed some of the swords in his hand, and his heart moved, and the deep divine power in his body was poured into the sword. In an instant, the sword in his hand exudes an extremely powerful light, like an awakened soldier. Like, purple light illuminates the world.

At the same time, the breath of wind exuding from the sword became more intense, and the silver wind blades visible to the naked eye were frantically surrounded around the sword, becoming stronger and stronger, blowing the void with signs of slight disorder. .

Immediately afterwards, Liu Zifeng clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, slowly held up the sword in his hand and pointed it at Nine Heavens. With a deep cry, he heard from his throat: "Wind Extreme!"

Rumble!

The wind and clouds changed color, a huge gust of wind blew between the sky and the earth, and the universe was dim. The terrifying wind blades were projected from the sky, like a meteor shower, and shot at Shangguan Xiyun. Come.

Each strand of wind blades is silvery white, ranging from a few meters, ten meters, or tens of meters in length, like a silver thunder dragon, projected from the clouds, and like dense meteor showers, falling from the sky. The scenery is spectacular.

Lin Han could not help but change his expression slightly when he saw this scene. Liu Zifeng was able to use his own aura to bring down the killing blades of wind in the clouds. This was already a symbol of comprehending the true meaning of wind and being strong enough to be strong.

And the opponent's Gale Sword, in terms of rank, is undoubtedly the supreme combat skill!