Chapter 521: War all
Shattered arrows!
What kind of terrible strength is this?
Jiang Du has been frustrated for so long, and every day he fights wits and courage for people who are better than him, almost forgetting how strong he is.
Until now, he has a deep experience, it turns out that he has been so tough.
The people around were shocked, looking at the figure in the middle of the martial arts field with some shock.
"Since he wants to challenge the power of all the younger generations of powerful Feng Shen Clan, let him see how terrifying our Feng Shen Clan really is, and kill him." I don't know who screamed, and then he rushed first In the past, the bright cyan light was like a rain curtain.
The others were not polite at all, because since Jiang Du had already said it, the crowd rushed forward and there was nothing to say about destroying him.
"Hahaha, come on!"
Jiang Duyangtian let out a loud roar.
Endless divine power erupted from his body, and the sea of God shook, shaking a large area of void.
The cyan light is intertwined with the golden light.
Jiang Du didn't expect that after such a long time, he would return to the feeling of going to high school.
One and a half years have passed unconsciously.
A year and a half ago, Jiang Duyi was fighting a school student!
One and a half years later, Jiang Duyi fights the young people alone!
"kill!"
Dozens of figures radiated bright light, and at the same time they rushed towards Jiang Du.
Jiang Du's body turned into countless afterimages, and the three thousand disillusionment steps continued to flicker, just a few breaths, all of them flew out.
Their limbs were twisted directly, and blood was constantly spitting out from their mouths.
Jiang Du's attack was very dark.
Because Ning Xue told him, let's be harder.
And most of them are god-level powerhouses, this kind of broken arm and leg, even if the physique is weaker, you can cultivate in half a month.
"Very strong!"
Several particularly terrifying figures stood in the sky, and a young man with a faint smile on his face said softly.
Looking at Jiang Du's strength, he definitely reached the peak of the **** level.
"Feng Qingyang didn't fight the opponent before, how about it?" A young man with a rapier in his hand gently blew the fine hair on his forehead.
Feng Qingyang looked at Jiang Du in the center of the martial arts field, his eyes flickering slightly.
"One move, I die!"
Feng Qingyang said.
He is even a little desperate now, because in the previous battle with Jiang Du, Jiang Du won by surprise, and the gap between the two was almost there.
But now, looking at Jiang Du, his growth is incredible.
When the others heard Feng Qingyang's words, their faces changed drastically.
Feng Qingyang's strength was exceptionally clear to them. On the list of gods arranged by Yuanji Building, they were among the top existences.
Although Yuan Jilou's statistics are not that accurate, just this ranking can tell how Feng Qingyang's strength is.
This little-known kid is so tough?
"Regardless of his strength, but now it has challenged our entire Wind God Clan, he must be abolished. I have to see how much his power can be consumed by all of us." The man holding the rapier Said coldly.
His body was the first to emerge from the crowd, appearing in the sky.
"God-level, give me everything!" Feng Mo said coldly.
In an instant, dozens of figures rushed into the martial arts field again.
Jiang Du was bare-handed at this time, coming to fight a few, his eyes were full of excitement, this kind of abusive feeling is not too comfortable.
Each figure vomited blood and flew upside down, the huge green and gold light enveloped the entire martial arts arena, and screams kept emitting.
Young people below the god-level high-level, in the hands of Jiang Du, there is no one enemy for safety.
His speed is extremely fast, his strength is extremely strong, as if extremely high!
There is no weakness at all, and the combat experience is extremely rich.
Although Jiang Du was facing all the gods, but the battle at this time was far easier than when he was in Liang County No. 1 Middle School.
"kill!"
Jiang Du let out a loud roar, and the evil spirit all over his body broke out with all his strength at this time.
A fierce evil spirit rushed straight up into the sky, and the terrible evil spirit made all the young experts in the martial arts field throb with horror in their eyes.
"boom!"
A huge explosion sounded, and Jiang Du contained a punch with terrible power, which forcibly penetrated the bodies of nearly ten young strong men, and all of them flew away.
"Go on!" Feng Mo looked at everything coldly, and continued to speak.
The successive younger generations all swarmed towards Jiang Du, but in a blink of an eye they vomited blood and flew back.
Farther away, several figures with huge auras watched all this quietly.
"This is Ning Xue's fiance, and his strength is pretty good." Feng Ling's eyes were dull, even a little indifferent.
"Speaking of it, he can be regarded as a first-class genius, but compared to his strength, can he have the blood of the ancient Fengshen?" Fenggu said with sarcasm in his eyes.
"The Fengshen bloodline is indeed rich. It can be said to be the strongest Fengshen bloodline in nearly a thousand years, but it is also mixed with ice power. It is clearly the child born by Feng Ning and an ordinary woman. Why is the bloodline so rich? Kind of?"
"In any case, Ning Xue must not marry outside!"
This idea in the hearts of several elders coincided with each other. No matter what happened to Ning Xue's blood, Ning Xue could not marry such a kid.
Otherwise, this pure Fengshen bloodline will only become thinner and thinner.
But the prerequisite is that someone has to fight for Jiang Du and defeat Jiang Du!
"Boom boom boom!"
Dozens of attacks all smashed towards Jiang Du, and there were already several god-level high-level powerhouses among them.
Jiang Du's pressure inevitably increased sharply, but he had not yet reached the point where he could inspire the Ninth Rank of Demon Blood.
A weapon finally appeared in Jiang Du's hand, Zhen Yuanjian let out a soft cry, and it was finally about to reach its moment of power.
The sword light suddenly crisscrossed, and the huge sword energy drowned everything.
Dozens of people screamed, not knowing how many wounds appeared on their bodies.
Up to now, Jiang Du has defeated more than 200 young geniuses.
"Let me meet you!"
Looking at this situation, Feng Mo was also somewhat helpless. These people brought no threat to Jiang Du at all. As Feng Mo entered the court, the rapier in his hand exuded a sword aura like a tide of sea.
Sword Qi flooded the world, as if a huge wave shot towards Jiang Du.
Jiang Du let out a loud roar, the Zhen Yuan sword in his hand was erected, and the sword was smashed heavily, and the sword energy like a huge wave was divided into two.
Feng Mo's figure disappeared at the same time, and when he reappeared next to Jiang Du, the thin sword was already like a poisonous snake, biting directly at Jiang Du.
The Zhenyuan Sword in Jiang Du's hand quickly resisted. The Zhenyuan Sword was huge, suitable for slashing, and was Jiang Du's favorite fighting method.
At this moment, Jiang Du started to feel a little embarrassed with this extremely strange sword technique.
The swords of the two of them swiftly resembled a phantom, and they fought hundreds of times a second, and countless sparks lit up.
There was a hint of sarcasm in Feng Mo's eyes.
"Wind stabbing!"
Feng Mo yelled, and the rapier in his hand pierced towards Jiang Du suddenly and quickly, and black lines appeared above the void.
Jiang Du finally couldn't resist it, and the thin sword pierced Jiang Du's body through Jiang Du's resistance.
There was a smug in Feng Mo's eyes.
How could the other party be as terrible as Feng Qingyang said?
"Ding!"
With a clear sound, the rapier pierced Jiang Du's body fiercely, but it couldn't make any progress. The sword didn't even pierce Jiang Du's skin.
Feng Mo's proud expression stiffened on his face.
"The power is so small..." Jiang Du was also surprised.
Feng Mo...
