C660 Yin Yang Gourd

* Kaboom * The man's armor was shattered, and he was killed instantly. His Nascent Soul couldn't even escape, and was killed by Zuo Yu as well. The punch was sent flying.

The group of cultivator's expressions changed one after another. But soon after, they let out furious roars and raged endlessly.

"Impudent!"

"Impudent!"

"You're courting death. No one can save you now. "

None of these people were afraid. Instead, they were filled with anger and arrogance. They really did not know where their pride came from.

If what Changfeng said was true, Changfeng's strength was still very strong. But now, everyone was like this. This was too much pride.

Zuo Yu was almost scared by the loud scolding. What the f * ck!

At this moment, he didn't have a good impression of these cultivator.

"You really deserve to die!" Changfeng stared coldly at Zuo Yu. His facial expression didn't look good. The speed just now was too fast. Even he didn't have the time to rescue Zuo Yu.

Changfeng walked out indifferently, "Then go to hell. ” With a light shout, Changfeng casually pointed his finger, and his flying sword flew towards Zuo Yu. He just stood there coldly, and didn't even try to kill Zuo Yu.

Changfeng attacked immediately. Zuo Yu's reaction wasn't slow at all. He rushed forward. Facing these cultivator, he still had the advantage in close combat.

The flying sword whistled over. It moved in the air and turned into countless sword shadows. It was as if thousands of swords were flying at the same time. It was a very powerful attack.

Zuo Yu's eyes were burning with fighting intent. He did not relax at all. This Changfeng was indeed the sixth expert of Cultivation Continent. The overall strength of Cultivation Continent was slightly stronger than Divine Martial Continent. Therefore, Changfeng's sixth expert definitely wouldn't be simple.

However, he had not fought yet. Zuo Yu would not be able to escape immediately, and his strength had increased once again.

Swoosh! Zuo Yu's Heaven Defying Eight Steps Topspeed flickered, as if he was facing the sword shadows that filled the sky at the same time. He did not fall down at all. The Creation Dragon Fist accompanied his footwork as he attacked. Although it was a fist shadow, it gave people the feeling that thousands of weapons were attacking at the same time.

In a split second, the space distorted. The attacks of the two people collided and melted. It was a draw.

Changfeng's eyes narrowed. He had said that he only needed one move to kill his opponent. He had indeed used his ultimate move, but it was only a draw with his opponent. This made him extremely angry.

This Zuo Yu was definitely not the sixteenth genius of Divine Martial Continent. Otherwise, the standard of Divine Martial Continent would be too high. However, no matter how high the rank was, it would not be a problem for him.

Changfeng's face was expressionless and cold. He pointed his finger and the flying sword changed again. Thousands of sword shadows merged into one and turned into a sharp divine sword, aiming at Zuo Yu.

Zuo Yu's Qi was at its peak. He punched out with his fist, and the divine sword retreated. He also took a few steps back.

Zuo Yu took another step forward. His reaction was extremely fast. Without any delay, the flying sword spun around and attacked with extreme speed. The two of them clashed once again.

The flying sword was like a rainbow, flashing around Zuo Yu at an extremely fast speed. Sword Qi was everywhere, and each and every move was a killing move. Each of the aftershocks had cut the ground into pieces.

Zuo Yu's Creation Dragon Fist rumbled in all directions. His movement was so fast that it was almost like an illusion, and no one could see him clearly. No matter how fast the flying sword was, he was able to accurately block it.

Ordinary people wouldn't dare to face the attack of the flying sword, but Zuo Yu was fine. His Heaven Seizing Spell could still absorb the energy of the flying sword. Of course, he could only absorb a very small amount of it.

A man and a sword started a great battle in the battlefield. In an instant, countless of attacks were launched. The Qi was surging and chaotic.

A group of cultivator was watching from behind. Only then did their expressions change slightly. Now, they finally realized that they were no match for the man on the battlefield. Furthermore, they were still a lot weaker than the man on the stage, but senior disciple Changfeng was still there. They didn't have any worries, they had absolute trust in Changfeng.

Zuo Yu's speed was getting faster and faster. Whether it was his movement technique or fist force, they were all the same. Gradually, he had grasped the initiative and was faster than the flying sword.

Zuo Yu was pushing forward at a fast speed. The flying sword was full of killing moves. He could only gather energy to resist the attacks. It was impossible for him to resist the attacks from other parts of his body. The flying sword could hurt him or even kill him at any time, but he was still competing with a flying sword. Until now, he hadn't gotten close to Changfeng. This battle had been unfair since the beginning.

This was the battle between him and the cultivator. He had to get close to them and fight them in close combat. Otherwise, using the cultivator to attack from a distance was simply a joke to a martial artist.

The flying swords of the cultivator were extremely sharp. They had spent their entire lives cultivating flying swords.

If they fought with a sharp sword, they could be defeated at any time.

Zuo Yu was like walking on a tightrope. Not only did this thrilling and thrilling rhythm not scare Zuo Yu, it even made him feel refreshed and full of heroic spirit.

Zuo Yu's Creation Dragon Fist was getting faster and fiercer. Suddenly, with a bang, Zuo Yu smashed the flying sword away with a punch. His movement technique was extremely fast, and in an instant, he was about to rush towards Changfeng.

In just a split second, Zuo Yu had already launched countless of attacks. He had already broken through the attack and interception of the flying sword.

Zuo Yu's combat intent soared to the sky, and he charged forward. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt an extremely dangerous Qi. Then, he saw Changfeng's strange cold smile.

Zuo Yu's eyes sparkled. Without hesitation, he made a decision and gave up this opportunity. He had always had a very accurate feeling when it came to a battle.

Zuo Yu forcefully shifted his Heaven Defying Eight Steps and quickly moved away.

Right at this moment, Changfeng moved. Changfeng was also a great expert. His reaction speed wasn't bad at all. Besides, he was waiting for his opponent at the back.

Changfeng waved his hand, and a golden gourd appeared in the air. With a solemn expression, Changfeng said indifferently, "Withdraw!"

As Changfeng made a hand gesture, the gourd instantly emitted a hundred thousand meters of golden light. Zuo Yu's reaction was fast enough, but just as he turned around, he was covered by the golden light.

Zuo Yu's facial expression changed slightly. In an instant, he felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire. It was extremely difficult for him to move even if he wanted to, and there was a huge force pulling him. With his strength, he couldn't bear it and wanted to be pulled over.

Zuo Yu took a heavy step forward. The force fell down and stabilized his body. However, the suction force was getting stronger and stronger, causing him to lose his balance in an instant.

Zuo Yu turned his head with great difficulty to look at the golden gourd in the sky. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the television he had seen in his previous life. His grandfather actually had such a thing.

Zuo Yu took a light breath. He naturally wouldn't give up. He suddenly raised his strength, and his Qi soared to the extreme. Zuo Yu moved the Heaven Defying Eight Steps Topspeed and ran to the side. He had just noticed that this side seemed to be the weakest part of the gourd. At this moment, he had already transformed into a Divine Weapon.

He had just taken two steps before he was pulled back again. Under his extreme speed, his body was somewhat distorted. Even Divine Weapons were unable to penetrate the gourd's attraction.

The devouring power was getting stronger and stronger, and Zuo Yu had created a crater on the ground. However, he was still being pulled towards the gourd, and the closer he got to the gourd, the more violent the devouring power became.

Zuo Yu's face turned pale. He kept moving the Heaven Defying Eight Steps to attack from all directions, but it still didn't work. His condition was getting worse and worse. There was no way he could get out of the gourd.

"He's dead for sure."

"Hmph! How dare you offend us? Your death is not to be regretted."

"Hehe, but his death is also worthwhile. It just so happens that he can transform into the energy of senior disciple Changfeng's Yin Yang Gourd."

"Hehe, that's all he can do."

"Senior disciple Changfeng's Yin Yang Gourd is really powerful..."

The group of cultivator looked coldly at the front, sneering.

"You can't escape. Although your strength has surprised me, you still have to die." Changfeng said with a faint smile. Victory was within his grasp, and he was indifferent to everything.

"Then I'll kill you first." Zuo Yu's eyes were sharp. Since he couldn't escape, he might as well give it his all and kill the owner of the gourd.

Zuo Yu was fleeing to the side when he suddenly turned around and lunged at Changfeng.

Changfeng sneered and made another hand seal. In an instant, the gourd shone brightly and its devouring power increased. Zuo Yu followed the devouring power and rushed over. This time, he lost his balance and was almost swallowed by the gourd.

In the nick of time, Zuo Yu's Heaven Defying Eight Steps turned around and forcefully stabilized his body. He threw a punch at Changfeng, but his body was not stable. The force of his punch was no longer there. Changfeng's flying sword was able to defend against his attack with a twist. Changfeng's flying sword did not continue to attack. He was focusing on controlling the Yin Yang Gourd.

Hu! The devouring force became even stronger. Zuo Yu's feet became unstable and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The constant force and rotation caused his qi and blood to churn and his breathing to become unstable.

Changfeng smiled coldly. His technique continued, and the light of the Yin Yang Gourd increased exponentially.

Zuo Yu let out a light snort, and then he disappeared with a flash. He flashed across the sky in an instant. He wanted to get out of this place quickly, but this time, his flash had also lost its effectiveness.

It was as if a divine weapon was colliding with the devouring light. Zuo Yu had only dodged three times before he stopped. His body swayed, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth. Then, he was pulled by the force of the gourd, and was pulled far away. Only then did Zuo Yu manage to stabilize himself.