Chapter 2162： Leverage (1/2)

”Hytest Style·Break the Army!”

Facing the first generation of the Holy Spirit King, Feng Yixiu naturally didn't dare to keep any hands, even if he used the fastest gusty style in extremely ghost swordsmanship.

I saw that Feng Yixiu turned into a sharp sword, and only saw a series of afterimages at such a fast speed, the sharp blade was infinitely forward!

”Clang clang...”

In just a few breaths, Feng Yixiu had already made hundreds of powerful attacks, and sparks splashed when the Chaos Demon Sword collided with the Azure Dragon Holy Spear.

On the surface, it seemed that the first generation Holy Spirit King was resisting in embarrassment, but only Feng Yixiu knew that all his offensives were meaningless.

Feng Yixiu's fierce slash seems to be cutting on the cotton, or facing the vast mountains and rivers, it actually made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

One thing that frustrated Feng Yixiu the most was that the first King of the Holy Spirit did not move a step from beginning to end. His marksmanship was like an iron barrel, and there was no flaw at all!

”Swordsmanship Rondo!”

Feng Yixiu can't help but feel a little anxious when he sees that he can't break through the defense of the first generation Holy Spirit King.

Since one sword could not break through, he would use hundreds of swords. He didn't believe that his father could block all the swords only with the spear in his hand!

Hundreds of Nianzhi Demon Swords condensed and formed after Feng Yixiu's body, forming a fast-rotating round dance sword wheel.

Shoo...

Feng Yixiu pointed his sword forward, and a magic sword of thought turned into a burst of lightning and shot out. The speed was so fast that it was hard to see with the naked eye.

Facing the menacing sword trap, the first generation of the Holy Spirit King did not panic. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and said calmly: ”Feng'er, you are still too anxious...”

As soon as the voice fell, the first generation of the Holy Spirit King began to dance the spear in his hand, and at the same time the looming twin dragons around him also danced together.

In an instant, Feng Yixiu seemed to hear the sound of rivers flowing and mountains colliding, and a heavy sense of oppression hit him.

When the power of the Nianzhi Demon Sword was about one meter closer to the original Holy Spirit King, its speed became extremely slow.

The Azure Dragon Sacred Spear in the hands of the Early Holy Spirit King danced like a disc, and the tip of the spear led the flow of the mountains and rivers Ssangyong. A seemingly soft, but intangible force that was difficult to resist, the Demon Sword of Nian flowed along with it.

Viewed from a distance, it seems that the mountain and river Shuanglong has swallowed all the magic sword of thought, but Feng Yixiu knows that this mountain and river double dragon is just the concretization of the unpredictable spear intent of the first holy spirit king, which really guides the magic sword of thought. It is the spear in his hand!

The magic sword of Nian that was supposed to be controlled by Feng Yixiu is swimming with the spear in the hands of the first Holy Spirit King, and the number is becoming more and more...

”What's the situation, why I can't seem to control the Magic Sword of Nian?”

Feng Yixiu's forehead was blue veins violently, and he desperately wanted to regain control of the Demon Sword of Thought.

But all this is useless. At this moment, the magic sword of Nianzhi seems to be caught in a turbulent ocean current, or it is suppressed under the mountain, and he can't help it!

”Fight!”

I saw Feng Yixiu turned into a thunder light, and quickly approached the first generation Holy Spirit King. He wanted to try to regain control of the Demon Sword of Nian at close range.

But he realized that he was wrong after he really got close to his father, and he was very wrong!