Chapter 158 Hidden Crisis

The sword of the majestic wind can't help but hesitate. Because his internal strength is only half of the original.

The trend of the contrast between strength and weakness has completely changed. The other party also seemed to feel the change of Xiongfeng. Xiongfeng's face became gloomy in an instant, and his red lips spit out slightly: "Okay! It seems that only the sound wave function of the iron flute beggar can be used. The shrill sounded everywhere, and the green sword made a sharp call, and the light was instantly connected, like a mountain collapsing in half, bringing a large area of leaves and soil, sweeping around! He knew that the other party's internal strength had been greatly damaged, so he no longer used moves to defeat the enemy, but urged him to vomit with all his strength, trying to crush the enemy with his fierce strength!

After the Xiongfeng waved the sword, everyone only felt suffocated. The whole world seemed to be torn and deformed by this huge pressure. The blue light was like a huge wave, sweeping the whole forest and suppressing the sword light they just waved. Xiongfeng saw that the other party was greatly frustrated, so he forcibly raised his breath, and another frenzy surged away from the dagger, accompanied by an extremely powerful sound wave shock. Everyone was not as good as before and could not resist this powerful sound wave like an angry dragon. Several people's wrists were numb, and the sword had already taken off!

And Mo Yu over there smiled, and the majestic wind gathered the pressure of the mountains and forests. Strangely, when he really let go and didn't feel it, the pressure seemed to exist and would never have any impact on him again - not that he had let go, but that he had been detached. At this time, the weapon is just a tool.

Xiongfeng found that the sonic power of the iron flute beggar was very useful to deal with these people. For a moment, he kept making moves, and thousands of blue gas turned into flying flies, and rushed away with this sword. At this time, the sword unfolded, but it was like a blazing sun, and all the mountains and forests dissipated invisibly. He also radiated brilliantly, standing proudly on the bloody lawn with confidence and domineering.

His people have integrated with the world. If the sword in his hand is Lan, he is a mountain; if the other party is a cloud, he is the earth. The clouds turn over, but the green mountains of the earth will never waver.

There are only 12 people left. These 12 people looked at the wind motionlessly. Some pupils gradually contracted, and some thick purple light flashed together in their eyes, deep like the color of hell. Some swords overflow, and they are getting stronger and stronger around them. They have made a posture to fight to the death.

Xiong Feng knew that they would not have a chance to breathe, and the dagger suddenly made a slight roar, which spread far away like a dragon.

The enemy attacked on both sides. This sound wave skill is exquisitely mixed with sound waves and exerts them to the maximum value, so as to disturb the opponent with extremely sharp internal strength, and does not pay attention to moves. So as long as they can resist, they can beat Xiongfeng in moves and even kill them.

The purple fog in Xiongfeng's eyes is thicker, and the vibration of the short sword becomes louder and louder, occasionally mixed with a few bangs, which trembles faintly. The blue on Shen Qing's face gradually rose, "It's over!"

Mo Yu in the distance has already been scared into a cold sweat. Based on his appearance at this time, we can judge that he is not as strong as Ling Cheng. Of course, he can't defeat Xiong Feng, because the Twenty Swords has been defeated. Xiong Feng has already been merciful, otherwise there will be no one left. But Xiongfeng was not distracted. He was waiting for someone.

A slight tremor unfolded in the air, like the wail of an autumn cicada, which flashed away. The sword in Xiongfeng's hand was motionless, but suddenly a leaf floated down. He was like a mountain, still, and his face remained unchanged at all.

Mo Yu stared coldly at the majestic wind on his back. Suddenly, the roar of his sword was extremely fierce, and on the dry clouds, it almost cracked people's ears. There seemed to be an invisible devil in the air, devouring each other's soul. When he had a trace of suddenness, he rushed over and took it to the deepest part of hell.

Five feet... four feet... three feet... The opponent's sword is getting closer and closer, and the sword in Xiong Feng's hand is still motionless, but the sound waves are enough to make people's blood boil. The footprints he stepped on became clearer and clearer, the roar of the sword in his hand became higher and higher, and the tremor of the branches became more and more obvious!

came to the air with a long roar. The roar came from the white-faced young man, which was so fierce, like a Thunderbolt in the blue sky and blowing up above his head. Both the majestic wind and the watching Mo Yu were shocked, and both of them showed incredible surprise. This person's skills actually had a feeling of boundless power, and it seemed that they were more powerful than the strong wind. Xiongfeng and Mo Yu both asked themselves that they were not enemies. This person's skills are more powerful. Isn't he strong enough to be in a terrible situation?

The two were surprised, and the long roar suddenly turned into an angry shout and exploded in the mountains. At that moment, Wanmu roared, as if there was a gust of wind. The birds in the forest were awakened by the shock and flew up! At that moment, the mountains were full of flying birds and their panicked calls. In the shadow of ten thousand points, I saw a small black spot jumping under the mountain and rushing straight to the mountain.

The white-faced person was extremely fast, with a leap, more than three feet high. He stepped straight in the air, and the birds flew away. The man was agile. On the wing of a bird, the bird fell down from the cloud like a broken arrow, but he took the opportunity to fly up. Then he stepped out again and ran to the top of the mountain quickly and unparalleled on the spine of thousands of birds!

Xiong Feng sneered: "I didn't expect that the tenth elder would tolerate it until now. He must be very dissatisfied with the end of our first meeting. After saying that, Ji Xiangju's sword had arrived, and Xiongfeng's face returned to seriousness.