Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 745

"Slash mountains and rivers!"

Jiang Mo lowered his eyes and shouted softly.

He directly bypassed the third form of Qianli Yujian, because the third form is not very powerful when fighting in close quarters.

Slashing mountains and rivers with force is the fourth move in Devil May Cry Sword Art.

This style, when Devil May Cry Sword Saint created it, he was able to understand it in the vast and vast mountains and the vast tide of Guangling River.

When Jiang Mo was practicing this sword move, in the light and shadow, he once saw that the Devil May Cry Sword Master used the power of a sword to stop the endlessly rushing Guangling River!
This is a sword to break the river!
When the sword was slashed out, the speed was not very fast, it looked slow from a distance.

The sword moves were not as gorgeous and dazzling as the previous two moves, but when the seemingly slow sword fell, the surrounding space seemed to have a tendency to collapse.

Wu Meng, who was running, suddenly raised his head to see the sword that was slowly slashing down, but the momentum was unstoppable, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"interesting!"

When Wu Meng was about ten feet away from him, that sword finally landed.

Wu Meng, who was originally unstoppable, was finally stopped when he resisted the sword with his body.

The cyan sword light instantly tore a deep gully about ten feet wide on the ground below.

Boom, boom, boom!

The roaring sounds of interlaced metals continued to resound in the cave, and the surrounding stone walls and gravel rolled down, and the fierce sword energy released in the invisible was cut to pieces.

This time, Wu Meng's figure was blocked by the cyan sword light, and he was completely stagnant for nearly ten breaths.

The two black-robed monks behind Wu Meng showed incredible expressions on their faces.

They have never seen that a two-star Wuzong can make a genuine seven-star Wuzong stagnate for nearly ten breaths just by relying on martial arts and his own cultivation.

Finally, with a cold snort, Wu Meng knocked away the cyan sword light, and continued to charge forward.

The moment the cyan sword light was crushed by Wu Meng with brute force, Jiang Mo let out a muffled snort, the blood in his body was churning, and he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood, but he suppressed it firmly.

At this time, the distance between the two was less than ten feet.

"Boy, you surprised me a little bit." Wu Meng said when he was rushing.

Jiang Mo didn't answer, he still had the last move to perform.

After taking a deep breath, Jiang Mo threw all the distracting thoughts out of his mind, and the Dayan Tianji Jue rumbled and circled in his body, even devouring the martial veins, was activated by Jiang Mo at this moment.

Swallowing Wumai crazily plundered the vitality of heaven and earth in the cave, and Dayan Tianji Jue refined the vitality of heaven and earth that had been swallowed by the whale into pure power without impurities in the shortest time for Jiang Mo to use.

After three breaths, Jiang Mo's body surged like a mighty sword.

"First level of swordsmanship, gather sword power!"

After another two breaths, Jiang Mo's eyes became crystal clear at this moment, a pair of eyes as deep as nine stars, like a sharp sword, breathtaking!

"Second level of Sword Dao, Concentrate Sword Heart!"

When Wu Meng was only ten feet away from him, Jiang Mo's Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword suddenly let out a deep roar, like a creature possessing sanity.

"Three Heavens of Sword Dao, Transform Sword Spirit!"

At this moment, the majestic sword power radiated out again, causing Wu Meng to slide back two feet.

Wu Meng raised his head, looked at the man and the sword, and couldn't help showing a rare dignified expression on his face.

"Devil May Cry Sword Art Fifth Style - Pierce the Sky!"

With a low growl, Jiang Mo clenched the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword with both hands, swung it backwards in a big circle, and immediately slashed down on the burly man in front of him.

The moment the sword was swung out, an oval-shaped light curtain shrouded Jiang Mo behind, while the oval-shaped light curtain pierced at a certain point was advancing rapidly.

In the surrounding space, a trace of black cracks appeared at this moment, and they all collapsed in an instant.

The dignified look on Wu Meng's face became more and more serious. He didn't dare to push him any further. If he continued to use his physical strength to resist Jiang Mo's sword, he might suffer severe injuries, and even die. Fall here.

dong dong!

Thinking of this, Wu Meng stepped on the ground with both feet, his body remained motionless, and his hands were clenched into fists, making the sound of bone crackling.

"Breaking Star Fist!"

A deep purple light burst out from Wu Meng's fists. After he roared violently, his fists suddenly struck towards the oval sword curtain in front of him.

The two black-robed monks behind Wu Meng were even more shocked.

The majestic deputy lord of Tianmingzong used earth-level martial arts against a young man who was only a two-star Wuzong!

If this spreads out, won't it shock the entire Dongxuan Region?
A pair of purple fists slammed hard on the oval sword curtain, and Jiang Mo's figure was wrapped by the oval sword curtain, as if fused with it.

When Wu Meng's Star Breaking Fist hit the sword curtain, it only caused ripples to ripple layer by layer, but failed to smash it into pieces.

As the sword screen moved forward, Wu Meng's body was still retreating.

The current situation made Wu Meng feel ashamed. As the deputy suzerain of Tianmingzong, he was so suppressed by a low-level opponent, which made him very angry.

I saw light shining on his fists, and a pair of gloves wrapped in purple crystal armor covered his hands.

This pair of amethyst gloves is the eighth-level real martial arts gifted by Wu Meng when he was brought under the command of Xie Longzi. Wu Meng has never used these amethyst gloves when fighting against opponents of the same level in the past. , Now, under the oppression of Jiang Mo's terrifying sword power, he even used the amethyst glove.

"Boy, even if you lose to this sect, it's an honor to lose!"

It was rare for Wu Meng to say such a sentence.

With both hands covered by the amethyst glove, Wu Meng once again unleashed the Star Breaking Fist. The power of this earth-level martial skill was maximized in an instant.

Boom, boom, boom!

Wu Meng punched the sword screen three times in succession. The sword screen, which was originally so powerful, was covered with cracks in an instant.

click!
With a crisp sound, the sword curtain burst open with a bang, and Jiang Mo, who was wrapped in the sword curtain, was affected, and his figure was blown away heavily.

puff!

His body was smashed against the stone wall, and the mouthful of blood could no longer be suppressed, and it spewed out in one gulp.

Jiang Mo's chest was bullied, and his breath became a little disordered.

In the last sword of the Devil May Cry Sword Art just now, Jiang Mo used almost all his strength, even the third level of swordsmanship, but he only pushed Wu Meng back a little.

The strength of the Seven Star Martial Ancestor must not be underestimated!

Jiang Mo also knew in his heart that it was very rare for him to be able to push Wu Meng to this point with the cultivation base of the two-star Wuzong.

However, in this desperate situation, Jiang Mo still did not intend to sit still.

After he threw a few pills into his mouth, the vitality of his whole body began to circulate again.

(End of this chapter)