Chapter 262 Monkey Elder
'Ying' is like the sound of dragon singing all over the world. The green blade sword shakes gently, and the sharp sword spirit spread out.
"Sword cultivation? Humph, a small human sword practice dares to be rampant in front of the king? Feng Yin looked at Qianqiu contemptuously.
"Birth is like death, and there is no life." Fengyin shouted loudly and slapped out. Suddenly, a huge wind blew between heaven and earth, and the sound of the wind was like a ghost's cry.
It's like countless lonely ghosts gathered together and swept towards Qianqiu.
"Kendo is heavy, and there is no return to sword spirit." The sound of Zheng's Jinge Zhengming was emitted from Qianqiu's Qingfeng Sword, and the sword spirit that drove the spirit of heaven and earth shot quickly towards the yin wind.
'Ding' Ding' Ding' Yinfeng met the sword and made a sound of gold and iron.
Every trace of wind intersects with the sword spirit, bursting out electric sparks.
The wind suddenly shrank, and the sword spirit was immediately imprisoned by the wind.
"Sword spirit, broken!" Qianqiu pointed and saw that it was like a huge cocoon wrapped in sword gas, which exploded.
A sword spirit exploded and split into hundreds of sword spirits in an instant.
After hundreds of swordsmanships hovered in the air for a while, they quickly came together.
Hundreds of swords were emitted at once and shot at the large net formed by the huge yin wind.
The sword spirit broke through the wind and poured into the wind in an instant.
"Huh, little sword spirit, do you still want to win me?" Feng Yin sneered, and then opened his right palm and pinched towards the void.
The 'crack' saw the air twist, and the hundred swords were crushed in an instant.
During the feathering period, it has been slightly exposed to the threshold of space.
The sword spirit was broken, and Qianqiu did not panic at all, but shook his body and flew a strange pattern through the void through the cloud disk.
A flash appeared on the right side of Fengyin, and then appeared on the left side of Fengyin.
And Feng Yin just stared straight ahead, not caring about Qianqiu's movements at all.
Soon after, a sword light rose to the sky, and a breathtaking sword spirit appeared.
A white light flashed, and Qianqiu persistently appeared in the front of Fengyin with his green sword.
And the previous movements are not that Qianqiu wants to strike east and west. For opponents whose cultivation is directly lower, those movements are basically negligible, unless you have the ability to make him unable to see your movement trajectory clearly.
And Qianqiu's previous action was to accumulate strength. For this sword, he accumulated a blow.
The 'rumbling' is like thunder, and the Qingfeng sword is split with a strong sword.
"Hey." Looking at Qianqiu's sword, Fengyin's eyes condensed and his arms pushed out.
The boom is like a burst of light, with violent white light shining, and heat waves sweeping out in all directions.
The energy like a wave spread to the ground and instantly raised the huge dust and smoke.
Several mountains were razed to the ground by this huge energy in an instant.
And above, Qianqiu's white clothes danced wildly with a heat wave, and the hanging green silk also floated in the air.
The long silver-white hair of the wind is flying in a mess, and the blood-red black robe also dances with the wind like a red cloud.
The drooping cuffs exposed the skin like curd, and the white arms were held high. In the palm of the hand, a gray-white light shone. It was this light that steadily caught the green sword.
"It seems that I still underestimate your human sword cultivation." Feng Yin looked at Qianqiu and said slowly.
"In time, you will definitely become more and more powerful with your understanding of kendo. Maybe there is no enemy between peers, but it's a pity that you met me today." Fengyin said, and an extremely powerful momentum suddenly broke out.
Under this momentum, Qianqiu was shaken out in an instant.
Qianqiu stabilized his body and saw a wave of shaking in the void and his face changed.
"I can't run away." Feng Yin's voice came, and he saw a huge fingerprint grasping Qianqiu.
Qianqiu's face is calm, the green sword stands in front of him, and his eyes are shining.
"Kendo double, silence!" The dazzling white sword light blooms like a clear moon. The difference is that in addition to a trace of coldness, there is also a trace of silence.
"It's really not easy." Feng Yin's voice was slightly surprised.
But the big handprint still did not stop and continued to grab Qianqiu.
"Silent." With Qianqiu's gentle shout, the sword spirit is mixed with sword spirit, or the sword spirit is wrapped in sword spirit.
There was a loud bang, and the big handprint stopped in front of Qianqiu. Then, the silence of the sword passed through the fingerprints in an instant, and the big handprint broke with a crash.
"Hmm." Fengyin snorted and quickly withdrew his right palm. Looking at the palm of his hand, he saw a drop of blood flowing from the palm of his hand.
"Good, good." Fengyin said three good words to Qianqiu in a row.
"Spirit." A gray light shot out of Fengyin's pupil and integrated into the void in front of him.
A buzz sounded, and Qianqiu only felt a ripple in the air around him.
Then, Qianqiu felt a pain in his head. Qianqiu stroked his head with his left hand and held the green sword with his right hand trembling.
"Hahaha, this is my unique trick. As long as any soul is hit by this blow, it can never be rid of and can only be slaughtered by others." Feng smiled proudly.
"Now, you go to hell. You can't keep a swordsmanship like you." After Fengyin finished speaking, he waved his right hand, and a burst of overwhelming power gushed out and hit Qianqiu's body in an instant.
Just like a boat in the sea, Qianqiu was shocked out by this force without any resistance.
It fell like a meteor at the foot of a mountain below.
The 'rumbling' earth shook, and the dust and gravel flew up.
A 100-meter-round pit appeared at the foot of the mountain. Qianqiu held a green sword in his right hand and understood his head in his left hand.
Qianqiu, who had not moved for a long time, suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale.
"That's right, he's not dead yet." Fengyin seems to feel a little interesting that Qianqiu is still alive.
The wind then turned into a streamer and flew towards Qianqiu again.
At this moment, the mountain where Qianqiu was located suddenly shook violently.
"What's going on?" Fengyin suddenly stopped and looked at the violently shaking mountain with a solemn face.
Qianqiu looked up at the violently shaking mountain, and the huge stones poured down in an instant.
A dark shadow flashed, and Qianqiu had disappeared in place.
When I looked at it again, Qianqiu had been hugged by the Monkey King and left under the mountain.
Soon after, a huge breath came out of the mountains, which changed everyone's faces.
Especially the Monkey King and others knelt to the ground in an instant after feeling this breath.
"This is... The breath of feathering at the peak!" Qianqiu was stunned, and the peak of feathering was infinitely close to the Jinmen period. It can be said that half of his foot has stepped into the space field.
"It's not good. I can't think there is such a strong man here." Feng Yin clenched his fists, and his eyes were shocked.
With a 'rumbling', the mountains collapsed, and a golden light rose to the sky.
A long roar shook the world.
A monkey covered with golden light stood straight in the void, and an invisible pressure spread to the four directions.
"What's going on? Who dares to disturb my practice?" The golden monkey said faintly, but this faint tone was full of a momentum that made people want to submit.
The Monkey King stood up respectfully. Although he could not speak, he could speak in monkey language.
"What? How dare someone slaughter my monkey clan? The golden monkey said angrily, and a pressure instantly pressed on Qianqiu Hefengyin's body.
"Who is it?" The golden monkey asked.
The monkey king looked at the golden monkey with a hidden arm.
Huh? Pluto?" The golden monkey knew the details of the wind when he saw the wind.
"Bow, how dare the Pluto dares cross the border to come to Wanlingzhou. Don't Momel remember the oath thousands of years ago?" The golden monkey shouted, and Feng Yin only felt that it was difficult for him to breathe. Although it was all the feathering period, the beginning of feathering and the peak of feathering were more than half a point away.