Legend of Sword and God

"Damn, I just thought, meeting a human for no reason gives me a dangerous feeling, and I thought that all human beings are so powerful? So it's him, interesting." Looking at Feng Yunyi's figure appearing in the In the field, Peng Tian's eyes suddenly flashed.

He secretly "resented" himself, then stopped talking, followed the Fei Peng clan's territory, and flew over directly.

"Hey, Xiaotian, why did you come here, but luckily you didn't come too late, that person just came here, take a good look, these two are terrifying existences, after this battle, if you think about it, you will all Got some insight!"

As soon as Xiaotian's figure approached the crowd of Feipeng's group, suddenly, the leading elder moved slightly, and immediately turned his head to look at Pengtian who had already entered the group and said.

"Hey, elder, I met an interesting human being on the road and chatted a little bit, so I came here a bit late, um, I see." Looking at the elder in front of him with a smile, he quickly explained the reason.

"Well, it's fine."

The elder didn't think too much, said a few words, and looked directly at the field, which seemed to have the meaning of starting.

Pengtian also quickly looked at the familiar figure in the field, and the corner of his mouth twitched again.

At this moment, the surrounding area for several miles was occupied by hundreds of barbaric tribes. In the void, there were similarly dense crowds standing. There was a slight "buzzing" sound of discussion before, but now the audience is completely silent.

"You came."

Sensing Fengyunyi's arrival, many members of the Behemoth clan in the center of the field retreated towards the periphery one after another. Prince Behemoth also moved slightly, and said calmly facing Fengyunyi.

"Because of some things, I came a little late, but it shouldn't be too late." A trace of curiosity flashed across Feng Yunyi's eyes. This is the prince of the Beamon clan who wants to name him to fight with him, and it doesn't seem to be anything special.

He was dressed in golden yellow clothes, exuding a soft halo in the mild sunlight. It seemed that it was because of the pure blood. He didn't look so exaggerated like other Beamon clansmen, and he was closer to human beings. Or, a pair of sharp eyes looked at Feng Yunyi.

"It's good if you come, today's battle, if you don't die, I will cancel the grievances of my Bimon clan with you! From now on, there will be no relationship between my Bimon clan and you. As long as you don't provoke my Bimon clan, we will wait for you." Water does not violate river water."

Prince Bimon's words shocked the people of the Bimon family in the distance.

"Elder, why did the prince make such a decision? Human beings already have a vengeance with our clan. How could such a thing be settled so easily?" A Bimeng man suddenly looked around him in surprise. The elder asked in a low voice.

Although the Bimon people next to him didn't speak, the meaning in their eyes was already obvious.

"Don't worry, if you want to have this result, unless the human beings can escape the prince's beheading, but do you think they can survive?" Suddenly hearing the prince's words, several elders were also slightly surprised, because this matter The prince didn't tell himself and others.

Hearing this question from the younger generation in the clan, he immediately responded.

"That's right, it's delusional for the human being to escape from the prince's hands. Although he is also very powerful, the prince can definitely overwhelm him." After receiving the response from the elders of the clan, the young people of the Behemoth clan around him felt a little relieved.

"As long as I don't provoke your Behemoth clan, hehe, what if your Behemoth clan provokes me?" Feng Yunyi lifted one arm slightly and moved it slightly in the void, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth into his hand and spinning it, while watching with a smile Prince Beamon on the opposite side.

"It seems that you are very confident in this battle, so let me see how confident you are in saying such words." Prince Beimeng stepped forward with a golden light all over his body, raised his hand, and punched Fengyun Yi bangs away, his fist is like a rainbow, and he hits Fengyun Yi at the speed of a shooting star.

Suddenly it was the Beamon Divine Fist used by the Beamons in many fights between Feng Yunyi and the Beamons.

"Beamon God Fist, I don't know if you have that kind of power when you unleash it!" Seeing this imposing fist print blasting towards him, Feng Yunyi's previous arm also instantly slapped the fist mark Pushing it away, a white palm print radiantly greeted it directly.

"boom!"

In an instant, fists and palms intersected, and the void twisted and burst directly. Just fighting has such power, which greatly shocked the people watching the battle from a distance.

"Those two people are really only at the seventh level of cultivation. With just one blow, the void has been shattered. It seems that this kind of battle scene can only be seen in the eighth level powerhouse. I thought I could still fight with them After a few tricks, now it seems that they are the real geniuses!"

A child of a second-rate race on the wild continent watched the battle in the field and said, his eyes were full of shock.

"The battle has just begun, and with such power, it seems that this trip was not in vain. It is said that the human is not the opponent of Prince Beamon. How did I find that the human is not weak?"

A member of another ethnic group beside him nodded slightly, and then said to himself.

"You think too much, how could human beings be the opponent of Prince Beamon? Just watch, Prince Beamon will definitely kill him."

"..."

The continuous sound of voices in the distance had no effect on the two people in the field.

After the previous blow, the two of them didn't stop, and the two figures moved quickly in the field, one after another golden fist prints blasted out, corresponding to the same mighty palm prints.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The sound of collisions could not stop ringing, Prince Beamon was still shrouded in golden light all over his body, illusory phantoms of Beamon's real body were gradually brought out with the blow of Beamon's divine fist, and the power of the fist print became more and more powerful. Horror, it is impossible for an ordinary seventh-level powerhouse to block its edge.

The Tianlong Bata under Fengyunyi's feet also kept moving, that Prince Beimeng was really terrifying, his punches and punches exceeded the level that should be at the seventh level. It won't be long.

With a thought, the laws of the wind system in the body turned into small wind pillars and spun around Feng Yunyi's body. Feng Yunyi didn't practice the simple palm technique.If you use palm techniques to face each other, you will definitely be the one who suffers, and some powerful boxing techniques and supernatural powers will not be able to practice in the Jindan period.

"Do not move the root seal! It has been useless for a long time, I don't know if the power has weakened, the unique cobalt seal!" The hands were pinched instantly, and the power of the wind law was integrated into it, "Go!" It was done in one go, just pinched, The three avatars in his mind seemed to be slightly shocked, and a stream of energy directly followed the meridians in Feng Yunyi's body and entered the Du Cobalt Seal that had already flown away.

In an instant, a shadow of Buddha seemed to be continuously looming along with the castration of the Duco seal, with a vague sense of suppressing all things, coupled with the integration of the power of the wind system law, the whole Du co seal was even more majestic.

In the distance, a magical fist transformed from a phantom of Bimon struck instantly.

The roar and Sanskrit sound seemed to come from it faintly, Feng Yunyi's face was stunned, "The Fourteen Root Seals have been rarely used since I mastered the law, because the feeling has lost its original function, now It seems that these fourteen are not printed like what I think."

"But it's true, as the root seal of Fudo Mingwang's mudra, and the root of the mudra, it is understandable to have such an ability to turn decay into magic." A flash of inspiration flashed in Feng Yunyi's heart, and Feng Yunyi seemed to understand something.

Since the fourteen fundamental seals are called the fundamental seals, the fourteen-style mudras, before comprehending them, each of the mudras has great power. Now after comprehending the law, the power displayed is not weak at all. Feng Yunyi is overjoyed!

"Take me a Baoshan seal!" The power of law gathered in the hands, and in an instant, Fengyunyi evolved into Baoshan seal, a small mountain floating in space emitting bursts of light condensed in front of him, and directly attacked Prince Bimon .

"Beamon's Divine Fist, the fist is so powerful!" Prince Beamon was shrouded in golden light, and outsiders could not detect Prince Beamon's expression, but listening to Prince Beamon's shouts, everyone suddenly felt that this battle seemed more intense. Interesting.

In the sky in the distance, dozens of figures came towards this place. As soon as they approached, they were noticed by the practitioners around the field.

"Hiss, it turned out that the Flying God Tiger Clan and the Golden Lion Clan came together. No wonder, only the eight royal families came here before, and now all the ten royal families have expired. I just don't know that the other nine of the ten royal families are pure Have the bloodlines come, although there are bloodlines in all the royal families, but there is indeed very little news about the bloodlines!"

A cultivator in the crowd took a breath and murmured.

The rest of the cultivators also saw the arrival of the two royal families. The remaining eight royal families who had been present smiled slightly at some figures of the two royal families who had just arrived, without saying anything.Now is not the time to reminisce about the past, the battle in the arena is getting more and more intense.

Sanskrit sounds radiated, and huge phantoms of Bimon flashed out from time to time, constantly impacting everyone's nerves.

The fourteen root seals swayed out from Feng Yunyi's hands, accompanied by pure Buddha-nature power in his mind, which was even more powerful!Prince Beamon's attack was not due to Feng Yunyi, it seemed to be an ordinary Beamon God Fist before Feng Yunyi.

There is a feeling of turning decay into magic, like facing a real behemoth, every punch contains huge power, and the strength of the two people's battle has directly surpassed the seventh-level advanced from the very beginning , Gradually climbed towards the early stage of the eighth level.

"Flame mark!" Fingers interlaced, the flame mark pinched out, and a group of handprints that seemed to want to burn the void in front of them flew towards Prince Beamon.

"Huh!" Prince Beamon didn't say a word, he stepped on his feet, his arms danced, and majestic rays of light emerged from his body, which instantly gathered into a ball of energy.