C914 Descent of the thunder god
When Yang Wuhui shouted, he suddenly dodged, and then slashed towards Feng Yaori's Yu Xiao, taking the opportunity to slash towards Ding Yue.
However, when Feng Yaori dodged to the side and took advantage of the situation to launch a pincer attack, Ding Yue, who was originally in a advantageous position, instantly fell into a dangerous situation.
Yu Xiao was extremely aggressive, and did not slow down in the slightest. Ding Yue then knew that his backhand had become someone else's backhand.
"Clang!"
First, it was Yu Xiao's eight thousand swords that fell, Ding Yue could only block with all his strength, but when he blocked Yu Xiao's sword, Feng Yaori's sword struck again.
"Clang clang clang!"
's domain, under Feng Yaori's attacks, instantly shattered. When the two separated, raindrops fell onto his body, and flowed down the body, but turned blood-red.
Ding Yue retreated two steps back. At almost the same time, Yu Xiao and Feng Yaori stood at his two sides.
"Aren't you going to ask me why I betrayed you?" Yu Xiao asked.
"It has already been betrayed, do you still need a reason?" Ding Yue did not complain too much, even though he had high hopes for Yu Xiao.
However, he also knew that this kind of thing could happen. Moreover, he had already made up his mind that he would not return alive.
If he didn't take revenge now, he would never be able to take revenge when he was a little older.
"Grandfather!" Amidst the rain, Yang Wuhui shouted loudly. His tears flowed down his face and no one could see him crying.
"Face your enemy properly. Grandfather can still hold on." Ding Yue said without turning his head back, "Disciples of Golden Knife Gate, listen up. Today, we will not rest until we die with the Nine Grand Floors. The life that this This Old Man has owed you, you can only repay it in your next life!"
"I won't rest until I die!"
None of the Golden Knife Gate's disciples who were surrounded by the rain and night, backed off. The Sect Leader's heavy injuries had instead aroused their fighting spirit.
Feng Chuxiu did not expect the other party's aura to not be frightened, and while Yang Wuhui was distracted, she suddenly launched a sneak attack.
In the middle of the fairyland, his first move was a thousand slashes with the force of a thunderbolt. With just a thought, a thousand slashes was already a stunning talent at his age.
But Yang Wuhui was even more astonished than him, he was able to easily block the onslaught of the thousand swords, and sneered: "little brute, is this all you have?"
"Hmph, the good show is yet to come. I'm afraid you won't be able to take it!" With that said, Feng Chuxiu's sword force accumulated, and in the blink of an eye it transformed into two thousand swords.
Similarly, in the fairyland, Feng Chuxiu's two thousand swords were not much different from Feng Yaotian's. However, the two thousand sword attacks also only lasted for a split-second.
After that were the three thousand swords, four thousand swords, all the way until five thousand, then stopped. The heavily injured Yang Wuhui, facing the three thousand swords, was already having difficulty holding on, but he did not interrupt, because he knew, there was only one chance.
"Are you waiting for me to make a mistake?"
Feng Chuxiu laughed and said, "It's a pity, I am not second uncle and his strength can only remain in the Immortal Realm. He could barely release seven thousand sword attacks but the body could not withstand it and I could unleash six thousand swords, but... The safest way to kill you is to use five thousand sword strikes! "
Sure enough, when Yang Wuhui heard it, his expression changed greatly. The Divine Wind Sword was a Sky Stage martial art, there were never any flaws in Sky Stage martial arts.
However, there was a flaw in the person who used it, and if Feng Chuxiu did not reveal it, then even if he comprehended that sword strike, it would be useless.
And with five thousand sword strikes, Feng Chuxiu's Spiritual Energy did not falter in the slightest. Continuously suppressing it like this, even without increasing the force of the sword, could still force him into a corner.
Right now, even if he used the Wind God Sword Technique to counterattack, it would be useless. It would only be able to completely release the injuries he had originally suppressed, and at that time, he would not even have the chance to use that sword strike anymore.
"What? Is there no other way?" Feng Chuxiu laughed coldly, "From the moment you were born, your fate has already been decided, and you're destined to be killed by me!"
"Clang clang clang!"
In the middle of the rainy night, the great battle between the three great Great Expert s fell into a standstill, but between Yang Wuhui and Yang Wuhui, it became white-hot.2
He had the intention to fight to the death, but his death must be exchanged for a successful revenge. If he did not succeed, death would be meaningless.
This made him feel despair, and just at this moment, Feng Chuxiu's sword became stronger, from five thousand to a hundred swords, but this was not his chance, because the sword force was still so dense that even wind could not pass through.
Just as he was despairing of the current situation, a bolt of lightning flashed before he followed suit and struck down.
boom rumble rumble *
The terrifying lightning light illuminated a radius of tens of kilometers, and as the lightning struck, Feng Chuxiu, who had been caught off guard, was immediately struck and sent flying backwards.
After the thunder fell, a frightening lightning domain formed outside of the Nine Grand Floors' entrance. Within, lightning interweaved and figures could be seen flashing within the thunder.
He raised his hand and pressed it heavily on the ground. The terrifying lightning followed the water stains on the ground and instantly spread out.
However, no matter how much they tried to dodge it, the lightning would always follow along the ground. Under the heavy rain, as long as the ground was wet, they would be affected by the lightning, and there was nowhere for them to hide.
"Ah ?" Screams could be heard endlessly. Those who were struck by the lightning fell to the ground. The paralyzing power of the thunder was their greatest nemesis.
In the blink of an eye, a few hundred Nine Floors Pavilion disciples were struck to the ground by the lightning. What was surprising was that the disciples of the Golden Knife Gate acted as if nothing had happened, the lightning bolts seemed to have grown eyes, and actually did not cause any harm to them.
After a series of slashes, the originally weak Golden Knife Gate disciples immediately recovered some of their power.
The battle between the two sides, had once again entered into a stalemate. Feng Chuxiu looked at the figure in the lightning, her eyes revealing a look of fear.
His opponent's first move was like a thunder god descending from the heavens. That terrifying lightning spiritual force, was even thicker than his own wind spiritual force, and it was not just on one level.
"Who are you? Why are you interfering with the matters of my Nine Grand Floors and Golden Knife Gate?" Feng Chuxiu asked.
The figure in the lightning slowly revealed himself. He was dressed in white, and his figure was graceful. However, his pair of eyes revealed a majesty that no one dared to look directly at.
"Heavenly Dao Academy, Gao Cenyun!" Gao Cenyun said.
"Gao Shijie." Yang Wuhui stared at her back blankly, "You ? "Why did you come over? Quickly leave ?"
"If your Big Brother is here, he definitely won't stand idly by the side and watch." Gao Cenyun said, "The matter of your Big Brother is my problem."
"But ?" Senior Sister ? This is a battle of life and death, there is no turning back! " Yang Wuhui laughed bitterly.
He was grateful, but he didn't want to implicate Gao Cenyun.
"Idiot!" Gao Cenyun turned his head and angrily said, "Where did all this nonsense come from? You are so bashful like a woman, do you think I can leave after injuring so many disciples of the Nine Grand Floors?"
Yang Wuhui looked at the situation in front of him and was immediately speechless.
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