Chapter 1424 Wheel of Fortune (2)

Inside the main hall of Jinming Palace.

It is a huge square blessed with the law of space, with no end in sight.

In the middle of the square, two people stood opposite each other ten feet apart.

A young man in green clothes, with his hands on his shoulders.

A man in a golden robe, with one hand on his back.

"Feng Yu, Feng of the wind, Yu of hell." Xu Yang said.

At this time, Feng Yu was no longer the sloppy look he had in Luofeng Grassland. Without the suffering brought to him by the suppression stone, he restored his original appearance.

His long hair was neatly tied behind his head with an ordinary belt rope. He had wheat-colored skin, clear facial features, and two faint mustaches on his lips. He looked like a middle-aged man with extraordinary temperament.

"Xu Yang, I remember your name too." Feng Yu nodded.

"Yu Liang, Yu of feathers, Liang of kindness." Xu Yang deliberately raised his voice.

"I don't know him." Feng Yu thought for a while and responded expressionlessly.

I am sure that the story I encountered in the Wheel of Fortune is real, because when I was in the Falling Wind Grassland, Feng Yu told me the same story, which became his inner demon. Could it be that because I completed the role-playing of the Wheel of Fortune this time, Feng Yu's inner demon lost his memory of Yu Liang, or the confusion of the inner demon caused him to partially lose his memory... Xu Yang pondered in his heart, always feeling that something was wrong.

"In the Falling Wind Grassland, you helped me cut through the wind barrier barrier, I still have to thank you." Xu Yang said sincerely.

"You and I don't owe each other. In the Falling Wind Grassland, you helped me remove the shackles of the suppression stone. This is not the Falling Wind Grassland, but the Jinming Palace. My identity is the guardian of the Jinming Palace, the Jinhui Pluto. In the Jinming Palace, there is only a duel between swords and swords." Feng Yu said seriously.

Because I just left the world of the Wheel of Fortune not long ago, I can't get rid of the character imprint of Yu Liang all at once. Now when I face Feng Yu, my emotions will carry the emotional bond that belongs to Yu Liang. This state might make me lose my mind...Xu Yang smiled and said, "What if I don't draw my sword?"

"It's too late. If you don't draw your sword, you shouldn't be here." Feng Yu raised his right hand behind his back, and seven cotton-like human souls rolled and overlapped, turning into a white long sword in an instant.

Feng Yu made a sword flower with the long sword in his hand, and then pointed the tip of the sword at Xu Yang.

"Yu Liang, Yu of feathers, Liang of kindness." Xu Yang repeated the previous words loudly again, but the other party still had no expression and did not respond.

It seems that the only way is to take action...Xu Yang said calmly: "As you wish."

As he raised his hand, black ghost energy surged, and a black long sword appeared in his hand, which was the Devil Cry Sword, and the tip of the sword was also pointed at the other party.

Very quiet, like two sculptures.

Moved, it was like lightning.

A pair of white wind wings spread out behind Feng Yu, and a pair of golden thunder wings spread out behind Xu Yang. The two people rose up at the same time and pounced on each other.

In just a few breaths, the swords in the hands of the two collided a hundred times, and the sound of wind and thunder rolled rumbling. The huge space was filled with the figures of the two, as if each person was divided into a hundred clones to fight.

After a close fight, the two had a real feeling of each other's combat power.

"This Xu Yang's cultivation is clearly only in the virtual fairyland, but the strength of the soul world released is not lower than that of the strong man in the Shenyan realm."

"Feng Yu has more soul power than the last time I saw him in Luofeng Grassland. He is worthy of being a strong man in the Shenyan realm. Every time my sword collides with his sword, the soul pressure transmitted makes my wrist numb."

At this time, the hundreds of figures of both sides merged into one, and the main body reappeared.

Feng Yu raised the Seven Souls Sword high with one hand.

Wind whirls squeaked, and silver light threads wandered on the sword.

"Sword Dao - Seven Souls Wind Slash!"

A sword fell! A strong wind rose!

The sword intent took shape, and the swallowing and spitting wind turned into a huge wind dragon.

At the same time, Xu Yang raised the Devil May Cry Sword above his head.

A line of red flames passed through his wrist and reached the body of the Devil May Cry Sword. The red light threads in the flames intertwined into regular patterns.

"Kendo - One Style Devil May Cry!"

The long sword fell! Red flames flew!

The gushing red flames turned into a giant dragon of fire.

The next moment, the wind dragon and the fire dragon formed by the sword intent of the two people collided head-on.

In the void, it was as if two foreign beasts were fighting for territory, neither of them giving in.

The cutting sound was the beasts grinding their teeth, and the explosion sound was the beasts roaring.

As the sword power of both sides was consumed, the wind dragon and the fire dragon collapsed almost at the same time. The tips of the two swords were getting closer and closer, and finally hit each other accurately.

Xu Yang suddenly felt the power returning to his wrist increase dramatically, and the Devil May Cry Sword was buzzing and shaking, as if it would fall out of his hand at any time.

"What a powerful wind attribute law. Just in terms of the power of the law, Feng Yu's understanding is still better than mine. I can only rely on external forces to make up for it." Xu Yang gritted his teeth and continued to bless himself with spiritual power.

"The power of a hundred ghosts - Baimang!"

"The power of a thousand ghosts - Qianzhi!"

"The power of ten thousand ghosts - Wanxing!"

The surface of the Devil May Cry Sword in his hand showed cracks as if it was about to explode. His body kept switching between Baimang, Qianzhi, and Wanxing.

The opposite Feng Yu immediately felt the danger.

"It's such a strong swordsmanship. It was blessed with a law of fire at the beginning, so it wasn't something to be afraid of, but now the psychic power is a bit scary. Once I step back, I will be swallowed by the power of all ghosts. The magic weapon in his hand The Black Sword is not an ordinary Ghost Spirit Sword, but a psychic sword. It is probably the legendary Demon Cry Sword, which is the sword of Lord Pluto, regardless of his relationship with Lord Pluto, even if it is Lord Pluto himself. Come, I, Feng Yu, will not lose the kendo competition.”

Feng Jing roared: "Ah——"

In an instant, a powerful force of law rolled away from the sword in Feng Yu's hand.

In the golden hall, the pillars supporting the dome kept shaking, causing the entire space to shake. Golden blocks kept falling, splashing golden flying dust.

At this moment, Feng Yu exerted the power of the Seven Souls to the limit. The blood in his body surged and his eyes were red.

The power of the wind attribute law turned into a wind current, causing strands of fine gold sand to be passed out through the Qipou Sword, crawling to the opposite side little by little, and unexpectedly landed on the Devil Cry Sword in Xu Yang's hand.

"Not good!" The Devil May Cry Sword in Xu Yang's hand cracked piece by piece, "The Devil May Cry Sword can't hold on any longer."

With a bang, the sword body of the Devil Crying Sword shattered, and as the black air swirled, the shadows of Bai Mang, Qian Zhi and Wan Xing dispersed with the wind.

puff!

There was a bloody mark on Xu Yang's right shoulder. His body was blown out by the wind pressure that followed, and he smashed several pillars in the hall before stopping.

At this moment, Feng Yu's chest was rising and falling, and he was breathing heavily. He looked at Xu Yang opposite, who was getting up from the ground, and said sternly:

"If your sword is gone, what else can you use to fight me? Give up, I will cut off your head quickly, it won't hurt very much."

Xu Yang curled his lips, touched his neck with his hand, and said, "It's not like I'm cutting your head, so of course it won't hurt you."

Hahaha...Xu Yang turned to laugh.

"A dying person still laughs?" Feng Yu was puzzled.

"Although I lost to you in the one-style kendo just now, I have already seen your trump card. The sword you just made was blessed with the power of two laws. The first one was the power of the wind attribute law, and What is blessed behind is the power of the metallic law. The power of the two laws is perfectly integrated and becomes another stronger law. I will call it the law of vibration. Under the law of vibration, those seemingly harmless tiny gold sands. It has unrivaled destructive power. This is how the sword in my hand was shattered.”

"Xu Yang, you are really talented. You are the only one who can see through the secret of my sword. However, I will soon let you go to hell with this secret."

"It's not that easy, right? I bet you can't swing the same sword a second time."

As he spoke, Xu Yang straightened his body and made a move with his left hand. The fragments that fell everywhere regrouped, and in the blink of an eye, the Devil Weeping Sword was in his hand again.

"How is this possible? It is impossible to restore something that is broken by the superposition of the power of my two laws? That is not restoration, it is simply intact." Feng Yu panicked when he saw the brand new Devil May Cry Sword in Xu Yang's hand. There was a white halo flashing in his pupils.

Suddenly, Feng Jing covered his head with one hand and shouted:

"My head is going to explode. I, the Wind Prison, will not lose. I am the number one swordsman in the underworld. I am the undefeated King of the Underworld."

"Come on, swing your second sword!" Xu Yang shouted.

Feng Yu gritted his teeth to hold back his headache, picked up the Seven Soul Sword with both hands, raised it high, and slashed it down for the second time!

"Swordsmanship - Seven Souls Wind Slash!"

The wind is blowing!

Golden Dragon Nine Heavens!

"This second sword is more powerful than the previous first sword. It is also blessed with the power of wind and metal laws. It is also his limit."

At this moment, the Devil May Sword in Xu Yang's hand shattered again and turned into billowing black mist.

"The Devil May Cry Sword in my hand only has its shape, but no reality. After it is broken, it is impossible to channel the power of all ghosts for the second time in a row."

Xu Yang did not panic, but instead raised a confident smile on his lips: "It's coming, now."

He raised his left hand high, with a simple short ruler in his hand. The surface of the short ruler is engraved with patterns of mountains and rivers.

It is the magic weapon of space, the Qiankun Ruler.

Without stopping, he activated the Haoran Heavenly Veins in his body, injected the Haoran Power crazily into the Qiankun Ruler, and then threw the treasure upwards.

In an instant, the Qiankun Ruler emitted colorful light, the space changed, the mountains were towering, the rivers were surging, and a new world emerged.

"The magic weapon - turning the world around!"

The oncoming golden dragon sword energy suddenly pounced on the "new world".

"The vast universe, the holy space, seal it! seal it! seal it!" Xu Yang pointed out three spells in a row.

The "new world" that had just been created was spinning, stuck several times in a row, and finally closed. A wisp of colorful arcs spit out from the last gap.

When the "New World" disappeared, the majestic golden dragon sword energy also disappeared.

Xu Yang secretly rejoiced:

"If Feng Yu hadn't been in an unstable state of mind just now, and if he had swung the second sword in a very short time, this sword would have exploded the space world created by the Qiankun Ruler."

Looking at the Wind Prison opposite, the sword technique was broken, and a powerful counterattack force fell on his body. The Seven Soul Sword collapsed in his hand and turned into seven soft objects that crawled back into his body.

He was trembling, his mouth was bright red, and he used his last strength to say loudly:

"Yu Liang, Yu of feathers, kind Liang."

Xu Yang took away the Qiankun Ruler and said the same words:

"Yu Liang, Yu of feathers, kind Liang."

After saying this, Xu Yang suddenly felt as if the mark of his heart knot left by playing Yu Liang disappeared, and he felt much more relaxed.

But the change in the next scene stunned him.

Feng Yu's body petrified at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a stone statue, standing on the spot.

Xu Yang immediately ran over, reached out to touch, and found that Feng Yu had no breath.

A golden spirit bead emerged from the petrified Feng Yu's body and floated towards Xu Yang on its own.

The space changed, and when Xu Yang could see the scenery in front of him again, he had already left the Jinming Palace, and in front of him was a black staircase that could not be seen at the end.

Xu Yang stepped onto the staircase, walked a short distance, stopped and looked back, and the Jinming Palace had already fallen behind him.

He took out the golden spirit bead and looked at it, and sighed.

The story of Feng Yu and Yu Liang will always remain in the golden spirit bead.