Chapter 358 The Unrivaled Sword

"The palm of the cloud..... pai yun zhang....."

Bu Jingyun flew up and turned into a unicorn shadow in the air and rushed towards the hero. With the flying hegemony, he smiled disdainfully at Bu Jingyun's power and flew up and hit Bu Jingyun's left palm.

The two hit each other in the air with the same effort, but with the outbreak of their popularity, Xiong Ba flew out again after a slap, hit Bu Jingyun's shoulder fiercely, and knocked Bu Jingyun out.

"Feng God Leg..."

As Bu Jingyun flew backwards, Nie Feng also attacked quickly, turned his body into a whirlwind, and kicked him to Xiongba.

"Wind God Leg..." Xiong Ba also laughed and also greeted him with Fengshen's legs.

"Bangbang..."

The same martial arts, the gray-haired Xiongba and Nie Feng were completely different, and after the banging collision, Xiongba kicked Nie Feng in the abdomen and kicked Nie Feng out.

"Puff..." Nie Feng fell to the ground. Although he grabbed the snow drinking knife in his hand, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. And beside him, Bu Jingyun also had a bloody mouth and stared at Xiong Ba.

"I taught both of you martial arts. Remember, I am your master. How can you fight with me with the martial arts I taught!"

Xiong Ba's face was arrogant, but what he said made Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng stunned.

Yes, Paiyun Palm, Tianshuang Fist and Fengshen Leg are all from Xiongba. Compared with Xiongba, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng have only practiced for ten years. Although Fengyun and the two are martial arts geniuses, the qualifications of Xiongba are not easily rejected by others.

"Where has the big brother gone? Why haven't you been there yet? I'm afraid the two of us are really not strong opponents!"

Looking at the domineering hegemony in front of them, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng both looked at each other and remembered the late Qin Shuang.

"What are you waiting for? Come on, aren't you looking for me for revenge!"

"Hahahaha..." Xiongba laughed wildly, and after laughing wildly, Xiongba's face condensed and shouted, "Three points are one, Xiong dominates the world..."

The vitality between heaven and earth suddenly converged towards Xiongba, and while the vitality returned to Xiongba's body, a huge wind suddenly appeared, making both Nie Feng unable to stand.

The two struggled to stabilize their bodies, and as the suction became more and more powerful, the two couldn't help but go to the hegemony.

"Drink..." Xiong Ba's hands suddenly poked out, grabbed Fengyun and raised them up.

"The wind is invisible, and the clouds are invisible! I think you can unite with me again!"

Xiong Ba held the wind and clouds to death, and energy kept flowing from the two bodies and converging towards Xiong Ba's body.

Bu Jingyun practiced the cloud palm, while Nie Feng was the wind god leg. However, whether Nie Feng or Bu Jingyun, the martial arts practiced by the two of them are part of the vitality of the hero.

The martial arts of the three are of the same origin, and under the attraction of Xiongba, the internal strength in Fengyun's body is constantly absorbed by Xiongba. Every minute, the momentum of the hegemony is stronger, while the two of them are weak.

"This is the sword tomb. From today on, not only the tomb of the sword will also be yours! After your skills are returned to me, the next one to die is Jiansheng. What sword twenty-three, what a shocking plan! I must take back the unparalleled sword, dominate the martial arts, and be invincible in the world!"

Xiongba constantly absorbed the power of Fengyun, and with Xiongba's absorption, Nie Feng slowly closed his eyes and began to meditate on the ice heart secret. Unlike Nie Feng's situation, Bu Jingyun's muscles burst out, and the fire unicorn pattern on his arm is clearly visible.

"The heart is like ice crystals... Kirin's arm helps me..."

The two shouted one after another, and Nie Feng wore cold armor, while the unicorn pattern on Bu Jingyun's arm turned into a flame armor.

The ice armor is cold and piercing, while the flame armor is hot. Xiong Ba was shocked by the energy of the two people, so he had to release the two and picked up the fire sword in front of him again.

"I see how many means you have, use them, and let me see!"

"Sword of vitality"

Looking at Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng, the Huolin sword in Xiongba's hand split forward, and a red sword light flew out of the blade.

"The palm of the cloud... Fengshen Leg..."

Bu Jingyun and the two did not dare to neglect, and each of them used their unique skills to meet the flying sword light.

"ci ci..."

The sword light slowly scattered between heaven and earth, and after the sword light dissipated, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng looked at each other with a bitter smile.

"Kka..."

"Kkaka..."

The armor on the two people broke apart and separated from their bodies, revealing the large and small sword marks on their bodies.

"Tick... Tick....."

Blood kept dripping from their bodies, and feeling their respective injuries, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun hoped that Qin Shuang would never come.

The hegemony is really too strong and hidden too deep. According to this posture, I'm afraid that even the three of them can't change anything together.

"What a shocking change of nine clouds and dragons? I don't believe it. I only believe in myself and the sword in my hand!" Xiongba is also relieved now. Although Bu Jingyun's strength is good, Xiongba, who has fought with him, does not believe that the two still have the possibility of a reversal.

"Dang Dang..."

Just as Xiong Ba was about to take action, the swords inserted on the ground suddenly shook, as if they were worshipping their kings from afar, all bent down their swords.

"Swordsman!..... You must be playing tricks. Come out, come out quickly. Don't play with this. I'm not afraid of you!"

Xiongba was stunned, and the scene of ten thousand swords on the ground was not strange, and it was this sword that Qi Yao worshipped that let Xiongba know that the swordsman's swordsmanship had reached the edge of kendo. Looking at this familiar scene, Xiongba immediately gave up his intention to kill Fengyun and looked for the figure of Kensei.

The wind and clouds are fearless, and the sword saint is his great enemy.

Xiongba was looking for the figure of the sword saint, and the sword on the ground became more and more violent.

"Ding..... Ding Ding Ding....."

After a crisp sound, a sword broke off his waist, and with this crisp sound, the sword in the whole sword tomb seemed to be broken one after another.

Tick, tick...

There is continuous blood flowing from the wounds on Bu Jingyun's body, but the hero who is still looking for the figure of Jiansheng at this moment does not know at all.

The blood on the ground slowly gathers, and the more blood gathers, the more swords are broken on the ground.

"The peerless sword is the king of swords. It will never be born without the blood of our father and son. Yun'er, go quickly and try to get the sword back one day..."

For some reason, Bu Jingyun suddenly remembered his father's words before his death and the peerless sword that his father built with his life's energy.

"Hung..."

The earth trembled, and cracks gradually appeared in the place where the blood of Bu Jingyun gathered.

Looking at the cracks in the ground, Bu Jingyun walked slowly forward regardless of his injury, because there was a feeling of attracting Bu Jingyun in front of him, which felt like his mother's call and his father's whisper.

"sw..."

With the approach of Bu Jingyun, a red light flashed in the cracks on the earth, and a seemingly powerful sword slowly rose from the earth.

The blade of this sword exudes a sharp edge, which flew up and shot into Bu Jingyun's hand before Bu Jingyun came.

"Peerless sword!" Bu Jingyun grabbed the sword and couldn't help reading it gently.

"What is it!" Xiongba, who was looking for the figure of Jiansheng, turned around and saw at a glance that the root of the sword worship was in Bu Jingyun's hand.

"It's that broken sword, not a sword saint!" Looking at the peerless sword that was attracting the fierceness of the sword mound, Xiongba was relieved.

"Brother Feng, can you fight again?" Bu Jingyun held the sword and looked at Nie Feng beside him.

"Why not!" Nie Feng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and slowly stood up with a snowy knife.

"The fire of the worm still wants to shine!"

Xiong Ba shouted in a low voice, and the bright red fire sword in his hand set him off like an undefeated god of war.