Douluo: Refusing to join Shrek at the beginning

"It's impossible."

Chrysanthemum Douluo just glanced at Feng Bailong and Yan Bao, then turned his attention to the martial arts arena, especially the battle between Arhat and Feng Jiye. "This windy night, what a genius."

For the praise, Feng Bailong and the two didn't care anymore.

Because in their minds now, Ju Douluo's half-smile is what comes to mind.Regarding whether the two sects should attach themselves to Wuhundian, they had to discuss.

"Brother Yan, let's talk."

Feng Bailong sighed, and glanced at Ju Douluo.

Then he reached out his hand, gestured to Yan Bao, and went to the side to talk.

Watching the two leave, Ju Douluo just took a look, and then didn't care.Because in his opinion, what the two suzerains talked about was no longer important.Because anyone who is smart can see that joining Wuhundian is the best.

Immediately, his eyes turned to the martial arts arena again.

After a while, he murmured: "That Feng Jiye's talent is really amazing. Can he become the next Sword Daochen Xin?"

……

"It's amazing defense."

Looking at his own attack, it is difficult to build a work.

Even in the indifferent Feng Ji Ye, his expression changed slightly.

Even his attitude began to change at this time.

The third soul ring lit up, and at this moment, Arahant threw out another punch with lightning speed.But this time, before Arhat could touch Feng Jiye, Feng Jiye's third soul skill landed on Arhat's fist.

Although the attack of the third soul ability was extremely harsh, and it still directly landed on Arahant's body, it didn't feel like hitting flesh and blood.Because—iron block, deliberately armed!

At the last moment, Arahant made a timely response by relying on your combat awareness.Mobilize the muscles of the whole body, and cover the deliberate armed conduct and defense at the position where the wind sword falls. Even when the wind sword is extremely cold, it can weaken the sharpness of its sword aura before it hits!

But even so, Arhat's continuous attack also appeared to be blocked.Seizing this opportunity, Feng Jiye subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword.But just as he was about to attack...

Sensing the crisis, Arhat gave a slight pause.

But then, the crown clenched tightly, and the muscles exploded.

For a moment, a shuddering gleam even shot out from the eyes of the Arhat, resisting the sense of stagnation, imitating the iron block, and mobilizing the muscles.Forcefully point your finger at Feng Jiye.

Suddenly, under Feng Jiye's unbelievable eyes.

The movement that was supposed to be blocked, actually moved again.

But what shocked him even more was that Arhat's finger activated a soul skill in an unbelievable way.

Deliberately armed and covered, while the golden light is lingering, a strong soul power is transmitted to the fingertips along the fingers.next second...

"Flying fingers and guns!"

A series of shock waves the size of a finger suddenly formed.

Abandoning defense, deliberate arming and the power of the six-style finger gun exploded at the same time.Before Feng Jiye could react, he was hit!

"Bang bang bang... um-boom!"

The blood swords flew out one after another, and the whole person was blown away.

The smoke and dust were stirred up even more.

Seeing this scene, the few sect disciples who followed Feng Jianzong frowned and became worried for their young master.

But obviously, their worries were unnecessary.

Standing up in the dust all over the sky, Feng Jiye stopped the blood flowing.Feeling the changes in his own body, the pain from the impact of the "flying finger gun" seemed to remind him all the time.At the same time, there was a little more seriousness in his eyes.

谷蘨

"Sure enough, it is very powerful, it seems that the fourth spirit ability must be used."

And on the opposite side of Arhat, after taking a look at the blood stains on his own fist with deep bone visible but already healing itself, and taking another look at Feng Jiye, the smile on the corner of Arhat's mouth did not diminish.

It turned out that just now, after he had attacked Feng Jiye with his flying finger gun, Feng Jiye swung Feng Jiye in time to inject his soul power into it to the greatest extent, and cut it out with a single blow.

This left a scar on Arhat's hands.

At this moment, the adrenaline, which far exceeded the capacity of ordinary people, was secreted at a high speed. Under the stimulation, the arhat's fighting spirit soared again!

So he took another step forward.

But someone's hands are faster.

Feng Jiye's eyes were staring at him coldly.

"The fourth soul skill, heavy sword without front!"

With the flash of purple light, although Feng Jiye was still holding the wind sword.But his momentum also changed at this time.Especially the wind sword in his hand also gave him a different feeling.

If it is said before, it is like a wind blade.

Now, it's like a mountain.

"Let you see, a different sword!"

After all, Feng Jiye, holding a sword in both hands, moved.

Although his speed was much slower than before, he gave the impression that he was stronger than all previous attacks.

The seemingly slow and heavy wind sword swept across immediately.

In the process of the wind sword sweeping slowly, a gully several meters deep appeared on the solid ground, and along with the sliding of Feng Jiye's figure, it kept extending and getting deeper and deeper!

The moment Feng Jiye flashed out, as if being pulled by an air mechanism, Arhat also moved.

He felt the power of this blow, and if he dodged it, it would be easy with his speed.But with such a powerful attack, wouldn't it be a pity if he didn't try it himself.

He took a sudden step forward with his left foot, but he didn't rush out like Feng Jiye did. The moment his left foot landed on the ground, there was a muffled sound on the ground.

The body turned halfway, fists clenched.

It seemed that everything was rehearsed, when the wind sword finally swept towards him, Arahant's body finally turned around, his golden right fist collided with the tip of the wind sword suddenly.

The moment the fist and sword collided, the air in a radius of more than ten square meters seemed to collapse around the point of collision, and everything became distorted and unreal.

Although, it only lasted for a moment.

Fist and sword were deadlocked for about a second after the collision.

The next moment, a violent roar suddenly exploded.

"boom--"

Centering on the place where the two collided, cracks and subsidence appeared on the ground, extending to the periphery in an instant, extending more than ten meters in diameter before gradually converging.

Arhat and Feng Jiye also flew back at the same time.

At this moment, Feng Jiye was holding onto the hilt of Fengjian firmly with both hands, the tiger's mouth was dripping with blood, and it was no longer its previous style.

The condition of Arhat is much better than him.To be precise, it's just embarrassment.

Although the entire sleeve of his right arm had been completely exploded by the impact just now, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

However, such injuries are nothing.

As long as a meal, you can go back.