Chapter 2588

"Feng Yuxiu, don't die again. Belittling the enemy will defeat you!"

The army is shouting in the heart of heaven.

Had it not been for the defensive spirit array around the heavenly scaffold, which isolated everyone's thoughts and could not transmit the sound, he couldn't help reminding Feng Yuxiu.

Sword hall.

Jian Wu looked at Feng Yu Xiu with a trace of anger:

Naturally, he could see that Feng Yuxiu deliberately provoked Yang Xu.

However, the fool didn't know that Yangxu's real strength was far more than that.

"Provoke Yangxu, right? You will regret it!"

Jianwu has a feeling that his son has been abused by others. Therefore, even if he appreciated Feng Yu Xiu in the past, he has become disgusted now.

As for the enchantress Taman, Feng Yu Xiu's eyes are full of sneer and sympathy:

"After practicing swords for a few days, don't you know your last name? Give Yangxu another ten seconds?"

"Another ten seconds, Yangxu can make you have no time to get out of the knife."

There was a trace of sarcasm on the beautiful face of the demon girl Tama.

Looking at Feng Yu Xiu's eyes is like looking at a fool.

"They don't seem to worry about Yang Xu's situation at all. It seems that we are worried in vain."

Ling Feng and Gong Shaoqing looked at jianwuyi and Damian's expressions and smiled at each other:

"Yang Xu, you must have a unique skill."

"Well, Feng Yuxiu, this fool, is going to be unlucky."

Gong Shaoqing looked at Feng Yu Xiu's eyes and felt more sympathy:

Everyone is crazy. It seems right now. It's not good to annoy anyone. You have to annoy Yangxu?

On the scaffold.

Because of Feng Yuxiu's words, Yang Xu's smiling face has become indifferent.

When Feng Yuxiu looked from head to foot, Yang Xu shook his head:

"I thought you were a character after listening to their evaluation of you. Now it seems that it's just so."

There was a trace of disdain on his handsome and elegant face:

"Feng Yu Xiu, do you know what ten seconds means? For people in your realm, ten seconds can attack ten moves to destroy the enemy and win, and can kill ten strong people in the same realm in a row..."

"For me, ten seconds can easily crush you!"

Yangxu said this.

Feng Yuxiu on the other side suddenly changed his face. He was already pale, and his expression was gloomy and ugly.

Yang Xu sneered:

"Feng Yuxiu, I gave you a chance to make a knife. It's a pity you didn't cherish it."

"Since you don't think of a knife, don't even pull it! I'll kick you out of the challenge arena in ten seconds!"

Once you say that.

Feng Yu Xiu's face suddenly became extremely ugly. His calm face was about to scold, Cang Lang!

In the opposite Yangxu, linhuang's sword has been included in the scabbard, "I'm not interested in using the sword with you."

Linhuang God kills the sword and gains the system space. Brush and pull!

Like a laser, Yang Xu rushed to the front of the shave in an instant, and the power of "divine speed and great skill" was brought into full play by Yang Xu.

He almost flashed over Feng Yuxiu's head, "space great skill, crush it for me!"

Boom!

Yang Xu clenched his fist like a hammer and smashed it heavily on Xiu's head.

Time, Kaka, Kaka!

The space sealed on Xiu's head was hit and squeezed by his fist.

Damn it.

Feng Yuxiu felt that his space in all directions seemed to be locked by a huge pressure.

His whole body, like being trapped in a swamp, the action he could easily make, has become extremely slow at the moment.

and!

Yang Xu was so quick that it was too late for Feng Yu Xiu to dodge.

"Hum, Yangxu, do you really think I grew up on a white rice? You don't deserve to teach me a lesson!"

Seal Yu Xiu's heart, bang!

There was a sudden shock on his body, and the void behind him suddenly appeared a long black knife illusion.

The illusion of the long knife is like a black mountain rising from the ground behind Feng Yuxiu.

"It's the soul of the sword! Feng Yu Xiu condensed a soul of the sword!"

"Are you kidding me? The power of sword soul is not proficient by the Vatican practitioners? Especially those ascetic practitioners, who specialize in refining fist soul and stick soul, which is impossible to prevent!"

"Does Feng Yu Xiu have anything to do with the Sanskrit?"

Around the heavenly scaffold, surprised voices came one after another.

Jun Wutian frowned:

In fact, he didn't approve of the sabre technique, which was sealed for cultivation. However, the sabre technique was powerful, and the army acquiesced to it.

Now.

Since it is sealed on the bar between Xiu and Yangxu, you can just see where the limit of this Sabre technique is.

Jun Wutian's abacus is very good.

However, the next scene was greatly beyond his expectation.

It was also completely unexpected to all the other big men present:

Facing the dark sword soul gathered behind Feng Yuxiu, Yang Xu's expression didn't change at all. Without saying a word, he directly performed a great skill:

Collapse!

Buzz!

On his fist, he condensed a translucent collapse power without any hesitation, boom!

Facing the seal on Xiu's head, he fell directly.

Without any delay, the dark soul of the sword, sealed behind Xiu, collapsed into black fragments with a bang.

Feng Yu Xiu's face changed at that time.

What made him even more unimaginable was that in addition to the first force to destroy the soul of the knife, there was another huge force that directly cracked a huge gap in the space as hard as steel on his head.

The energy released by the space collapse, together with the collapse divine power, rolled down towards Feng Yuxiu:

Boom!

When violence came to the flesh, Feng Yu Xiu felt that his internal organs were about to crack.

The severe pain made him almost scream out, but he stifled it.

To his delight.

Although the flesh suffered, the huge space pressure in all directions disappeared immediately.

His body was finally able to move.

Feng Yu was delighted in Xiu's eyes. His sharp eyes burned with anger and directly locked Yang Xu:

"I'll let you die!"

"You will be ten thousand pieces late under my knife!"

Then in the expectation of the people, hissing!

Feng Yu Xiu cut the void in front of him with his palm as a knife. Hula, Hula!

There was rolling blood, golden in color, flowing out of the fragmented void.

At the same time, there was a long red scabbard knife floating in gold and blood.

WOW!

Feng Yuxiu grabbed the bloody knife in his hand and held the handle in his right hand.

Just about to draw a knife.

Yang Xu's sarcastic voice came from his ear:

"Do you want to draw a knife without my permission?"