As he spoke, he pointed a finger at Hua Yue's sword. A faint glow emanated from that finger, like refined gold. In terms of solidity, it was not much different from any other divine weapon.
"Ding..." The finger pointed at the sword tip, and there was a sound of metal clashing, the lingering sound lasted for a long time.
Hua Yueru was hit by the giant hammer and retreated repeatedly, his face turning as pale as gold paper. It was obvious that his internal organs had suffered a great shock. If it weren't for his strong defense, Feng Qingyu's finger would probably have seriously injured him.
"It's just like this when your strength is raised to the level of a swordsman." Feng Qingyu said.
Although Hua Yue's sword was quite powerful, the gap between it and his was still too big. Even the multiple superimposed and multiplied shock force of the sword did not pose any threat to him.
Feng Qingyu smiled, a smile that showed pride in his own strength and even more contempt for Hua Yue. But as he smiled, his eyes suddenly became cold, and the finger suspended in the air suddenly trembled.
"Boom" a thunder exploded suddenly at his fingertips. The strong shock actually penetrated the defense of his fingertips and directly invaded his meridians, and then rushed towards his eight extraordinary meridians and internal organs with unstoppable force.
Feng Qingyu's entire body trembled a few times, his flesh quivering. Although such a shockwave couldn't really damage his meridians and qi sea, it caused a surge of pain in his chest and abdomen, causing him to nearly vomit.
How did this kid's innate skills become so weird? Feng Qingyu looked at Hua Yue in surprise.
He witnessed the battle between Hua Yue and Qin Ba with his own eyes. Although the Thunder Sound was extremely domineering, injuring a thousand others and eight hundred of his own men, it was unable to directly break through Qin Ba's defense. So until the end, Hua Yue could only fight with Qin Ba until both of them were injured, and could not kill him.
However, at this point, although Hua Yue had only been promoted to the rank of Great Swordsman, his innate ability, Thunder Sound and Heavenly Dang, had undergone a fundamental transformation, capable of penetrating his defenses and vibrating his meridians and internal organs. This was clearly not the result of increased strength, but rather a direct connection to the five magical instruments.
Feng Qingyu finally managed to suppress the urge to vomit, but she couldn't bear to look down on these little guys anymore. The Ruyi Hair Crown and the four Destiny Star Plates were in their hands, and combined with her sword formation, they were far more powerful than in the hands of Jing Jianjue, Qin Ba, and the others. After all, they possessed innate magical powers, while Jing Jianjue and the others didn't.
Just as he caught his breath, he saw two clones appear in front of him, one on the left and one on the right, slashing out with sharp swords in their hands.
This, of course, is the disillusionment of Jiang Yuzhe's clone.
"Blinding your eyes is too petty after all, and it will be difficult for you to achieve great things." Feng Qingyu was even more disdainful of Jiang Yuzhe's natural magical powers.
As his strength increases, his six senses continue to strengthen. No matter whether he changes his shape or creates a clone, it is difficult to hide from the eyes and ears of a Sword Saint master. Jiang Yuzhe's innate magical power is only effective below the Saint level. Once he faces an opponent above the Sword Saint level, its power is very limited and is far less useful than Hua Yue's Thunder Sound.
"Go back to me." Feng Qingyu moved his mind and found the real body of Jiang Yuzhe, and pointed it out easily.
"Bang!" Although Jiang Yuzhe had blocked his body with his sword, he was still knocked back by his finger, his face pale.
"Spend more time improving your cultivation in the future. That's the right way. Things like shape-shifting and clone-disappearance are all side hustles. They are useless against real masters." Feng Qingyu acted like a hermit and taught Jiang Yuzhe a lesson.
In reality, only Jiang Yuzhe's true form was repelled. The phantom clone in front of him on the left was still slashing down with a sword. Feng Qingyu's keen senses easily detected another clone behind him, but he didn't even bother to glance at it. It was just a clone, like a shadow, without any power at all, so why bother with it?
Sure enough, the phantom in front of me on the left slashed Feng Qingyu with a sword, and it burst like a soap bubble. Feng Qingyu's face showed a smile as I expected, but soon, he could no longer smile.
Because at the moment when the phantom clone was shattered, a huge force exploded like a powder keg.
There was a loud "bang". Although this force failed to break Feng Qingyu's defense and hurt his internal organs, it made half of his body numb. As the dust flew, his face and body were covered with dust.
Feng Qingyu was a little confused. This guy actually hid his energy in his phantom clone. How did he do it? I had never heard of such a sword technique before. Needless to say, this was also a change in the innate magical power brought by the five magic weapons.
Monsters, these little guys are all fucking monsters! Feng Qingyu was first nauseated by Hua Yue's Thunder Sound Sky Drifter and almost vomited on the spot, and then was blown to dust by Jiang Yuzhe's phantom clone, feeling completely humiliated.
"Rage, demon slash!" Before his half-numbed body could return to normal, Tang Bufan had already rushed in front of him with a roar, slashing out with his sword, with an attitude of dying together.
It’s not that he really wants to die together with Feng Qingyu, but his innate magical power is like this. No matter what kind of enemy he faces, he will use the same sword skills.
These stinky brats, if the tiger doesn't show its might, do you really think I'm a sick cat? Seeing Tang Bufan's crazy attitude of exchanging one life for another, Feng Qingyu got a little angry and pointed out again.
The power of this finger was obviously stronger than the previous one. Tang Bufan flew out directly, but before he landed, he turned around and slashed out with another sword.
"Eh!" Feng Qingyu uttered a soft sigh. Although he hadn't really intended to injure Tang Bufan, he had used considerable force in his attack, intending to injure him lightly while simultaneously sealing his meridians and depriving him of the strength to fight again. However, judging by Tang Bufan's slightly pale face, although he was seriously injured, his meridians hadn't been sealed, and he still had the strength to fight again.
Feng Qingyu was confused and pointed another finger, this time aimed at the meridian point on Tang Bufan's right shoulder. Once this meridian point was blocked, Tang Bufan's right hand holding the sword would be temporarily useless.
"Chi!" His finger landed accurately on the pulse point.
But what surprised him was that the sword in Tang Bufan's hand did not change at all, and his right hand holding the sword was still as steady and powerful.
Feng Qingyu pointed a finger at his sword, repelling it once again, but was even more surprised. He was a formidable figure even among sword masters, yet his signature pulse-cutting finger couldn't handle a mere great swordsman. This was unbelievable.
Monster, another monster!
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