Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 390 Soul Draw (Please Subscribe, Recommend)
Ordinary spells can be cast with mana, and higher-level spells can mobilize the aura of heaven and earth to enhance the power of spells.

Then, it was the seed of spell that condensed the mind.

So that the same spell, because of the existence of its own perception, has a certain characteristic power, and at the same time, the consumption of spells will be less.

For example, Zhou Yu was the first to comprehend the meaning of fish and dragon sword, the core of which was change.

And in the upward direction, it is the supernatural power at the moment.

The so-called supernatural powers can understand every thought.

That is to say, spells can have the power to influence and change the essence of things.

As we all know, fire and water are incompatible, but there is a kind of flame similar to ice flame.

This flame has the power to burn, but it lacks the scorching energy, instead it is replaced by the energy of severe cold.

Once its power erupts, it can sweep across the wilderness, causing everything to freeze and wither.

Yunlu Xianzong has a kind of supernatural power, which is very similar to it.

Right now, the Yinluo big handprint that Huang Feng is displaying is a kind of supernatural power.

If this technique is not mistaken in the classics of Yijian Xianmen, it should be one of the eight famous magical powers of Xuanyin Sect, and it ranks fourth.

But this ranking is not based on the power of supernatural powers.

"There are thousands of spells and supernatural powers, but I can break them with one sword." Seeing that the Yin Luo Mahamudra was already roaring across the sky at this moment, Zhou Yu smiled lightly.

Supernatural powers of different spells.

Spells can be avoided, but supernatural powers are hard to avoid. The key to this is intention.

Yinluo Mahamudra claims to be all-encompassing. In terms of changes, perhaps his fish-dragon-sword intent is inferior.

However, facing this technique, Zhou Yu didn't need to avoid it, he just needed to enter it.

With the Qingming sword in hand, the five elements in his body were circulating, and in just a split second, Zhou Yu slashed out with his sword.

A little cold light bloomed, and then countless sword qi burst out from it, turning into a majestic restraining force, and roaring away.

The next moment, the two collided with each other.

Under Huang Feng's sneering eyes, on the cyan Yinluo handprint, there was a series of restraining forces that permeated the air.

When the power of restraint was pervasive, he felt that his control over the Yin Luo Mahamudra was rapidly decreasing.

But in just a few breaths, the surging power on it stopped abruptly.

click...

Suddenly, glaring cracks appeared on it, and then shattered suddenly.

Bang!
In an instant, there was a terrifying force that roared in all directions under the gust of wind.

The wind was so strong that even though the distance was hundreds of meters away, the two still narrowed their eyes subconsciously.

But at the next moment, Huang Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, a thunder sound exploded in his ears, and then a bluish-white sword light flew from Zhou Yu's hand again.

Its speed is so fast that it arrives almost instantly.

Under the sword edge, there is a surge of unstoppable, unavoidable, and only ability to resist.

"Yin Luo finger."

Thinking of this, Huang Feng's face suddenly changed, and his right index finger suddenly pointed out, and it was as red as blood.

There is also a gray aura, which begins to permeate, and the aura sweeps madly as soon as it is a foot away from this person.

In an instant, the sky in front of him seemed to be stirred by some kind of powerless force, and a cyan index finger emerged out of thin air, which was several feet in size, and suddenly touched the Qing Ming sword.

Keng!
It was like the sound of gold and stone colliding suddenly, and there were ripples visible to the naked eye. At this moment, they vibrated from between the two.

Under the force of this shock, Huang Feng's robe was torn, and he stepped back suddenly.

I only felt a sharp sword energy rushing continuously from the edge of the sword.

It made the condensed yin fingers faintly unbearable and about to shatter.

"This is the realm of sword energy and thunder sound, and the brilliant heavenly power can destroy all evil spirits."

"This sword cannot be resisted." All kinds of thoughts came to mind one by one at this time.

But before Huang Feng could make any changes, his face suddenly turned pale, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

But what frightened him even more was that the Yin Luo finger was shattered inch by inch at this moment.

"Break!" At the critical moment, Huang Feng gritted his teeth fiercely, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

In an instant, the remaining Yin Luozhi exploded violently at this moment, setting off a violent storm.

Under this storm, the Qingming sword was rolled back, and he himself escaped at this critical moment.

But the next moment, his face changed suddenly.

I saw the Qingming sword rewinding back, held by the young man in the blue robe in mid-air.

Then the person stepped on his feet, and his figure suddenly disappeared from his field of vision.

"Is it too late for the person who arrested Zhou to leave now?" A cold voice suddenly sounded ten feet away.

Hearing this, Huang Feng's pupils shrank suddenly.

The next moment, I saw a vertical eye under the multicolored light on the brow of the green robe in front of him, which suddenly opened.

In this gaze, a feeling that the whole body was seen through and there was nothing to hide suddenly emerged from Huang Feng's heart, causing his mind to be in a trance for a moment.

"Forbidden!" At this moment, a low voice came.

Huang Feng woke up suddenly, but it was too late at this moment, he only felt a sharp breath like sword energy, breaking through his limbs and bones in an instant.

And in the process, a series of extremely overbearing restraining forces were formed.

In just one breath, his whole body's mana was blocked, and he could no longer feel any mana.

Half an hour later, in a temporarily opened cave, Zhou Yu's eyes fell on Huang Feng's body.

"Aside from the Xuanyin Sect, who else has entered this place?"

"Blood Cloud Road, Qianzhu Peak, and Canglan Sect." Huang Feng said without hesitation.

"How long have you been here?"

"Three days."

"Why did you choose to shoot when I was gone?"

"Because you are less vigilant at this time, and this is not aimed at you, but anyone who is about to leave is within this range."

"How many people have already stepped into the core of Nine Flames Island?" Zhou Yu's gaze became indifferent after asking this question.

"Seven people."

"Among these seven people, is there anyone who wears the same black robe as you?"

"Of course there are." After the words fell, Huang Feng looked at Zhou Yu with a sarcastic look.

"You don't think I'm just asking, and you expect me to tell you everything, do you?"

"No, in fact, I won't believe everything you say." Zhou Yu shook his head indifferently.

"The reason why I ask these words is just to see how you lie. At least you look confident at the moment. Tell me, you are not afraid of death."

"In other words, there is something more terrifying than death, which makes you willing to die after being captured by me."

Hearing this, Huang Feng's expression did not change at all, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

"These are just your guesses."

"It doesn't matter if you guess or speculate, in fact, I have ten thousand ways to make your life worse than death, but it will waste my time, so it's better to be simple and rude."

As soon as the words fell, a sword light popped out of Zhou Yu's hand, and the moment it pierced through Huang Feng's body, it crushed his heart.

But after all, he was a monk at the Golden Core Realm, so even if his vitals were destroyed, Huang Feng did not die. He just looked at Zhou Yu coldly, and his breath began to weaken.

"Honestly speaking, as a good person, I have never used the soul-drawing secret technique on anyone. You are the first, fellow Huang Daoist, so it may hurt a little."

Hearing this, Huang Feng's gradually dilated pupils shrank suddenly, and his face turned blue.

Half an hour later, a mass of burning ashes appeared in the cave.

At the same moment, Zhou Yu glanced at the blue sky, and immediately turned into a sword light, flying towards the previous teleportation circle.

(End of this chapter)