Chapter 752: Reap What You Sow

With the help of the power of Xundi Xuanhu, Feng Zhuiyun used all his strength to activate the "Xunfeng Yuanqiu", making this place uneasy. Situ Reading 520 Official Website

But Feng Zhuiyun actually understood that the "Xunfeng Yuanqiu" only played a role in disrupting the situation.

The wind attribute artistic conception is indeed very powerful, but it is not so easy to kill Ye Feng or Lin Tujue. It is necessary to take advantage of the chaos to obtain greater results. Otherwise, once the power of the "Xunfeng Yuanqiu" dissipates, the shadow of the Xundi Xuanhu martial spirit is in an interval state that cannot be used again. I have consumed so much energy and will definitely not be able to beat the joint efforts of the two masters.

Feng Zhuiyun carefully observed the situation on all sides.

Ye Feng is trying his best to stimulate his palm power to resist the attack of the sea of ​​​​wind, which will not pose a threat to him in a short time. On the other hand, Lin Tujue's figure dances with the wind, and his sword moves are like pointing to the mountains and rivers, which attracts airflow, so that although he is wrapped in a raging wind, he is still at ease and can protect himself.

"Lin Tujue! You have repeatedly opposed me. If I don't kill you, I will not be able to calm down."

After muttering to himself, Feng Zhuiyun decided to start with Lin Tujue.

Waving his hands, the nine short swords were as flexible as fingers under the control of Yuanli, and the short swords had the same wind attribute blessing, making them unaffected by the turbulent wind.

"Nine Star Soul Devourer! Go!"

Brewed the momentum to the extreme, pointed his finger, and the nine short swords shot straight at Lin Tujue like nine streams of light.

Feng Zhuiyun's method of using flying swords is many times better than Leng Xingchen's "Meteor Sword Intention". The nine swords merged into one, forming a line, and when they were about to approach Lin Tujue, they suddenly exploded, belonging to the front, back, left and right, blocking any retreat of Lin Tujue.

"Not good!"

Lin Tujue was using his rusty sword as a paddle to survive in the vast sea of ​​air currents. Suddenly, he sensed the fierce murderous intent coming, and his mind was shocked, and he cried out in surprise.

In the midst of his busy schedule, his movements were not chaotic at all. After he used a sword to divert the turbulent currents that were rushing towards him, his left hand quickly reached into his arms and took out his broken whisk, which seemed to have little dust left.

Lin Tujue held the sword in one hand, using the "Daluo Xingxiang Sword Technique" to guide the airflow, and raised the whisk with the other hand, muttering something.

In the raging wind, the whisk that slowly rose into the air did not show any tendency to be blown away by the airflow. Instead, it began to circle in the void under the infusion of Lin Tujue's vitality.

The speed of rotation became faster and faster, and the amplitude became larger and larger. After a while, a being similar to the shadow of a martial soul appeared at the end of the broken whisk.

A slowly rotating black and white Tai Chi figure.

The shadow of Tai Chi rotated in the void, alternating between black and white, attracting Feng Zhuiyun's nine short swords as if with magic, just like nine small fish attracted by bait, all of which were absorbed by the shadow of Tai Chi, gathered together, and then flew into the Yin-Yang fish one after another.

This shadow of Tai Chi even made the "Xunfeng Yuan Ball" stop rotating, and the Yuan Qi entered it along the two "Yin-Yang" Qi Eyes, and then...

Then there was nothing...

The violent wind finally stopped raging, and everything returned to normal.

And Leng Xingchen's meteor sword intent lost the bonus of turbulence in an instant, and instead shot everywhere.

Tang Chuxue's Guiwu Xuanpao could work again, and the Demon Flame Dragon Lion also resumed normal fighting with Tang Qingqiu. Ye Feng, who had consumed a lot of Yuan Power, sat on the ground. The next second, a large number of spirit stones appeared around his body, exploded instantly, and turned into pure Yuan Power that poured into his limbs.

"How could this happen?"

"Where are my Xunfeng Yuanqiu and my Nine-Star Linked Sword?"

Everyone at the scene felt relieved, and the pressure on their bodies was relieved. Only Feng Zhuiyun's eyes turned red, and he shouted angrily.

It was fine that the Xunfeng Yuanqiu lost its effect, but he could clearly see that the Nine-Star Linked Sword had penetrated into the Yin-Yang Fish, but did not fly out from the other side.

Moreover, Feng Zhuiyun could not sense the connection between him and the spirit sword at all, let alone take it back.

Could it be that this stinky Taoist priest stole his earth-level top-grade spirit weapon?

Damn it, it's really damned!

Lin Tujue, this stinky Taoist priest, actually has such a powerful martial soul phantom that can absorb the spirit weapons of other warriors?

Logically speaking, this... is impossible!

Feng Zhuiyun rushed towards Lin Tujue in a rage, and while his figure was moving, he did not forget to give a palm to Ye Feng, who was meditating to recover his energy. This is the simplest first move in the "Wind and Rain Palm". Of course, at this moment, he does not want to hurt Ye Feng, as long as he disturbs Ye Feng and prevents him from continuing to recover his vitality.

However, before he could pounce on Lin Tujue, the shadow of the Tai Chi martial spirit suddenly flashed black and white again, and the nine flying swords that had just been absorbed appeared again and flew directly towards Feng Zhuiyun.

Feng Zhuiyun was certain in his heart, and a sense of joy of regaining what he had lost arose spontaneously.

He made a move, trying to retract the nine short swords into a long sword to continue attacking, but this move made him break into a cold sweat.

Feng Zhuiyun was shocked to find that the nine short swords did not obey his call, but instead accelerated and attacked him.

Perhaps the greatest trouble in life is to fight with your own weapons.

When Feng Zhuiyun realized that something was wrong, the nine flying swords were very close to him. It was his own specialty "Nine Star Soul Devouring". No matter how hard he thought, he would not have expected this scene.

The flying sword skills that he activated to hurt the enemy actually backfired on himself?

Feng Zhuiyun understood the great power contained in this move. Now the only thing he could do was to dodge it with his fast body movements.

In a hurry, his figure quickly moved to the right, and at the same time, he slapped his hands violently.

The strong palm force deflected four or five swords, and he also dodged the remaining two, but there were still two flying swords, which caught Feng Zhuiyun off guard and made him suffer the consequences.

Two flying swords hit Feng Zhuiyun's body one after the other, blasting his Qi armor, one piercing his right shoulder, and the other piercing his chest mercilessly.

"Puff..."

Feng Zhuiyun spat out a mouthful of blood, and as he retreated, he quickly tapped the wound with two fingers to stop the blood from flowing.

Fortunately, the sword intent in the flying sword was exactly the same as his own sword intent, and except for leaving a through wound, there was no major problem.

"Good opportunity!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng jumped several feet and slashed out with the Burning Moon Sword.

Although Ye Feng had not yet fully recovered his Qi, there was no reason to miss such an opportunity in front of him.

The most powerful attack of the Flame Sword, "Fire Rising to the Sky", fell quickly, and the blazing flames seemed to cut the entire palm in half. The sword intent seed exuded a terrifying power, and the sword brought out all the anger that Ye Feng had received and accumulated in the ocean of air just now...