"You can actually see through my Swift Wind Sword!?"
Wang Yue shouted in surprise, his calm mood was finally stirred up by Yuan Fang.
During the battle in Liang County, Wang Yue's proud Wind Sword was seen through by Yuan Fang.
After two years, he thought that his martial arts had reached the realm of Yi Mian, and the speed of the Swift Wind Sword had doubled, and Yuan Fang could not see through it at all.
Who would have thought that not only would his quick sword be seen through by Yuan Fang again, but Yuan Fang would actually pull out the martial arts to Yi Mui without going berserk.
He is equally matched with his sword master!
"I am sweeping the world. No one can defeat me. There are many heroes who are no match for me. You, a mere knight-errant swordsman, want to kill me. It is simply the greatest absurdity in the world. Wang Yue, not only can I see through your sword Shi, I want to take your head!¡±
Yuan Fang roared wildly, Fang Tian's painted halberd tore through the blood mist, and blasted out with the power of Yi Marrow.
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Sparks flew and the swords and halberds collided again.
Amidst the buzzing sound of hunting, Wang Yue's body trembled violently under Yuan Fang's heavy blow, and his giant sword was knocked away several inches.
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"
Wang Yue was completely driven to anger and let out an arrogant roar. His eyes widened, veins surged on his arms, and the muscles in both arms swelled as if they were exploding.
In an instant, Wang Yue finally entered a berserk state. In a short period of time, his strength surpassed the realm of Yi Xu and reached a completely new realm.
Half-step Martial Saint.
"This is the first time in many years that I, the Sword Master, have been forced to this point. Let me show you the true strength of my Sword Master when I get angry."
Wang Yue's power surged, and his sword movements like a storm, like thousands of streams of light, poured towards Yuan Fang.
The giant sword holds the half-step Martial Saint. Destroying all power, the wind of blood and dust roared towards him.
¡°So what if you¡¯re a half-step Martial Saint!¡±
Lu Bu laughed wildly even harder, and the halberd in his hand whizzed out with overwhelming force. Facing Wang Yue's attack.
The painted halberd versus the giant sword was a blow that changed the color of the world.
The next moment, they collided suddenly.
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There was a dull bombardment, but there was a metallic sound that pierced the eardrums, and the flying sparks burned Yuan Fang's skin.
With one blow. Yuan Fang's body shook violently, and he felt infinite power pouring into his body along the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, only making his blood boil.
The palm holding the halberd was even more numb and painful, and the tiger's mouth felt like it had been cracked. The five internal organs in his chest were slightly injured.
Wang Yue's understatement was so powerful that it was unbelievable.
The strength of the Half-Step Martial Saint is truly astonishing and terrifying.
Now, he was confronting Wang Yue, a half-step martial arts saint. After changing positions, I had just experienced firsthand the terrifying power of half-step Martial Saint.
It¡¯s really hard to imagine what incredible existence the Martial Saint¡¯s realm will be.
"This old thief is indeed strong. Fortunately, in the battle that year, his martial arts hadn't reached Yi Mui's level. Otherwise, with the martial arts I used to forge my bones, I would have been killed instantly by him with just this one blow"
When he was amazed, the biochemical body had quickly repaired the injured internal organs and the cracked tiger's mouth.
Yuan Fang showed no fear. In an instant, he calmed down the surging energy and blood and struck back with a halberd. Then attack Wang Yue.
Wang Yue was even more shocked when he saw that Yuan Fang was hit hard by him. He seemed to be injured, but was still standing tall and could attack him again.
"Those defeated generals of Cao Cao once said that this boy might have developed an indestructible body. I don't believe it. No matter how powerful his body is, how can he withstand the bombardment of my half-step Martial Saint."
However, after being surprised for a blink of an eye, Wang Yue became even more filled with hatred.
"Yuan Fang, you killed my beloved disciple and destroyed the remaining army that I painstakingly formed. Today, I must kill you!"
With a roar like a lion's roar, Wang Yue's power increased greatly, and a giant sword attacked with unparalleled power.
Yuan Fang showed no fear. With a fierce and confident shout, he lifted up Fang Tian's painted halberd with his doubled-up arms, swung out a streak of bloody light, and faced him head-on like a millstone.
In an instant, Yuan Fang and Wang Yue exchanged three moves.
Wang Yue's force was as strong as the Milky Way's falling, and Yuan Fang's tiger's mouth was shattered. His doubled arms were subjected to an unprecedented force, making a rattling sound, as if they were about to burst, and even had several internalThe inside of her body was torn, and the veins were broken.
In the chest, the internal organs were in severe pain, and several places were injured by this huge force.
The repair ability of biochemical energy can quickly repair the injured arms and internal organs at the moment of injury.
Yuan Fang endured the severe pain, roared like a lion, and danced his halberd like crazy to block it.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The Half-Step Martial Saint's combat power was so strong that it was unmatched. Although Yuan Fang was severely injured, he was unable to knock him down.
"Why doesn't he get down? Why?"
In shock and anger, Wang Yue's hatred became even stronger. With a roar like a wild beast, he launched another round of more violent attacks and pounced on Yuan Fang.
The strength of the Half-Step Martial Saint has been exerted to the extreme. ,
Yuan Fang, wrapped in the endless sword shadow, suddenly felt the pressure increase sharply. He saw that Wang Yue's sword movement was so fast that although his insight pupil could analyze it, his body's reaction could no longer keep up.
The frantic Wang Yue has pushed his berserk state to its peak, and the combat power of the Half-Step Martial Saint has also reached its limit.
After several moves, Wang Yue let out a wild roar, and that thunderous and overbearing sword had penetrated all layers of his defenses, making him unable to hold his chest.
This is Wang Yue, the Half-Step Martial Saint, the strongest blow!
"Hmph, aren't you just a half-step martial arts saint? Today I will let you open your eyes."
Facing this super powerful blow, Yuan Fang raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of disdainful sneer.
The next moment, the eagle's eyes narrowed, and suddenly it roared wildly.
Amidst the roaring sound, the muscles in Yuan Fang's arms exploded again, and the muscles were tense and stretched to the extreme. In an instant, his potential was stimulated and he entered a state of violence.
Half-step Martial Saint!
Yuan Fang surpassed the limit, and in an instant, he lifted his martial arts from the Yi Mui realm to the half-step martial arts level.
Fang Tian painted a halberd. With the power of violent rage, it tore up the air, rolled up the blood mist in the sky, and struck upwards wildly.
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In a flash of lightning, swords and halberds collided. There was a loud roar like the earth was shattering.
The bodies of the two men were shaken violently, and the unparalleled rebound force shook their bodies several steps away.
The billowing air waves spread out in all directions, lifting the lanterns hanging under the eaves. It was shaking wildly.
Yuan Fang's halberd stands proudly, his heroic face is as calm as water, only calm.
Wang Yue's face was distorted, and his eyes were filled with an unprecedented horror.
"Half-stephalf-step to Martial Saint?"
They looked at each other for a moment. Wang Yue struggled to squeeze out these four words from his mouth with a trembling voice.
As arrogant as he is, his eyes are full of disbelief, as if the enemy he is fighting in front of him is not a mortal, but an unfathomable one. The devil who cannot judge by common sense.
Seven or eight steps away, Zhuge Liang was holding the wall and panting. A look of shock appeared on his painful face, and he said in shock: "Wang Yue, this old thief's martial arts, has already reached Yi Mian. Now he activates his potential, upgrades his martial arts, and has the strength to reach the top." Even if he is a half-step martial arts master, he can actually stop him. Could it be said that the master has mastered the martial arts to a half-step martial arts level?"
"It's impossible. The king's martial arts is comparable to that of my elder brother. They are all in the late stage of Zang training. Even if they are promoted to martial arts, they can only reach the realm of Yi Marrow at best. How can he be promoted to a half-step martial arts saint like Wang Yue? ?¡±
At the other end of the courtyard, Ma Yunlu, who was half lying on the ground and seriously injured, was also shocked.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe you are a half-step martial arts saint, I don't believe it!"
Wang Yue seemed to be driven into a state of madness by Yuan Fang's series of incredible changes. He jumped into a sword dance, and those crazy moves, like raindrops, struck Yuan Fang again.
With tremendous strength and faster than thunder, the stormy halberd front rushed towards Yuan Fang from all directions like a stream of light.
In the narrow courtyard, the raging blade wind centered on the two of them and spread out in all directions, destroying several feet of ground around them.
Even the houses with windows and doors on all sides were destroyed by Wang Yue's madness, with sawdust and flesh flying everywhere.
¡°The world is so big, there are still many things you don¡¯t know.¡±
Yuan Fang sneered, and the Fang Tian heavy halberd in his hand was like a big millstone from heaven and earth, and he counterattacked with incredible strength.
??Three moves of lightning and flint, metal buzzing, and sparks flying like the sun.
The weapons in their hands were like the gears of two meat grinders, smashing together.
Then, Wang Yue's violent offensive was overwhelmed by Yuan Fang.
Layers of halberd shadows, like a counterattack tide, pushed back Wang Yue's offensive, and counterattacks came out from all directions.
Yuan Fang's biochemical body can not only absorb the enemy's martial arts experience on its own, but after recovering from heavy injuries, his body's speed and strength will become even more sophisticated.
At this time, in a series of confrontations with Wang Yue, Yuan Fang absorbed a lot of his martial arts experience and turned it into his own use.
Therefore, Yuan Fang's strength is slightly better than that of a half-step Martial Saint.
What¡¯s more, Wang Yue¡¯s rampage has passed its peak, while Yuan Fang¡¯s rampage has just begun.
With one thing going down and the other going up, Wang Yue was quickly suppressed by Yuan Fang.
The rampaging sword master was completely suppressed by the angry and mighty Yuan Fang!
"How is it possible that he, a mere disciple in the late stage of Zang training, can actually upgrade his martial arts from the late stage of Zang training to a half-step martial arts saint by two levels in a row?"
Dian Wei was shocked and stunned, his fighting spirit and spirit were severely damaged, and he could only resist.
After more than twenty moves, Wang Yue fell into a disadvantage. Facing Yuan Fang's fierce offensive, he could only passively defend.
Although Wang Yue is at a disadvantage, his hard power is still there. It is not easy for Yuan Fang to destroy him in a short time.
While this shocking battle was still at a stalemate, several bolts of lightning suddenly pierced the night sky.
A heavy rain came unexpectedly at night.
"It's raining, even the sky is helping me, old thief Wang Yue, I want your life now!"