Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1344 You Come Too!
clang!clang!clang!
The magnificent impact resounded through the sky. Su Qinian stood on the void barrier, stepped on solid silver footprints, and swung punch after punch, causing the blood-colored knife mountain to shake violently, sparks flying everywhere.

His fighting spirit was boiling, Taoism and law were blending in his body, and the embryonic form of the orderly power of the Dao of the Sword became clearer and clearer. Later, his fists were like knives, overflowing with divine light rain, and filled with immortal energy. Every punch, Even the whetstone couldn't completely block the sharpness of that fist, and the taboo breath penetrated, and his blood and Taoism began to stagnate.

Rumble!
At this moment, the young man of the Demon Race made a move. He threw out the tattered stone scabbard in his hand. At the entrance of the scabbard, the terrifying quasi-king's aura gushed out, cutting down like thousands of magic knives.

boom!boom!
Holding the bloody sword mountain with one hand, Su Qinian was calm and calm, freed his other hand, and volleyed to explode the falling quasi-king's aura.

This kind of attitude overshadowed several young masters of different races, and even the young golden gods who were as strong as the gods were also frightened. Qualifications for the list.

Over the endless years, not all the great emperors and emperors of the clans have been able to make it to the list when they were young, and as time passed, the forty-nine heavenly maps on the list of holy kings became more and more difficult to shake, and some saints even sat down. However, there was no news of the change of the Holy King List.

"Swallow the sky!"

A head of purple hair danced wildly, clanging like a knife, and the young master from the Demon Race shouted coldly. In mid-air, the tattered stone scabbard was aimed at Su Qinian. The entrance seemed to turn into a black hole, and a desolation could be vaguely seen. The cemetery is full of remnants of soldiers and broken bones, and the flames are flying.

Click!Click!
Su Qinian's whole body collapsed, shattered like a mirror, and then swallowed by the scabbard, the invisible edge turned and turned into nothingness in an instant.

Clang!Clang!
In an instant, sparks burst out from every inch of Su Qinian's body, countless white marks emerged, and some deep spots even showed blood marks.

"Swallowing Demon Sheath!"

The young Golden God Clan was moved. According to the legend, the Heaven Swallowing Demon Emperor's artifact before he became enlightened in his early years, the Heaven Swallowing Demon Sword carried was the existence that even cut off the emperor's body.

More importantly, the Heaven Swallowing Demon Emperor grasped the taboos of devouring and the way of the sword. Although the sheath of the Swallowing Demon was abandoned after he became king, it was also contaminated with the power of taboos. It burst out at this moment, which is no less than that of the Swallowing Demon back then. The emperor reappears, and wants to swallow up all sharp edges and bury them all.

Su Qinian felt a strong sense of crisis, which didn't make him feel intimidated, but instead made his fighting spirit keep rising, reaching the extreme peak, going up, surpassing, surpassing again!
Suddenly, he withdrew the free hand, letting the power of the Swallowing Demon Sheath add to his body, he stepped on the void barrier, stepped on a black crack like a spider web, and once again smashed a fist on the bloody knife mountain. Then burst out the desolate dragon chant, sprinkled the red golden light rain, and hit the young golden gods with a bang.

"You too!"

Chixia's gilt-like ancient clumsy fist light penetrated the sky, and a head of golden hair was stirred by the fist wind, dancing like a golden snake. The young golden gods were frightened and angry, but they had no time to think. The dormant sharp energy began to revive.

boom!
Su Qinian's fist power was canceled out, and as the cracked broken gold knife revived, the fragmented void was actually healing, as if a huge force was suppressing and healing the scars in the space.

"Do not break empty knives!"

The long and narrow pupils of the young master from the Yaozu almost stood up. He was a little excited and even more suppressed in anger. His long emerald green hair was stretched straight. After uttering these four words, he fell silent.

Several other young masters of foreign races were stunned when they heard the words, and then their eyes switched between the young masters of the monster race and the golden gods, especially the broken gold knife, which was actually the legendary unbreakable empty knife, which is not ordinary The quasi-royal soldier was forged by the legendary god emperor. In the early years, he wanted to refine into a supreme king soldier, but because of the different origin, the blood repelled it, and finally collapsed. Even the sword soul in it severely injured Shen Mian. In the end, it was sealed. I didn't expect it to be given to this person this time. It seems that this Golden God Race in front of him may have an unusual relationship with that one.

As for the relationship between Bushakongdao and the young master of the Yaozu, some young masters of the foreign race have heard of it. It was made by mixing Wang Tie. As for how the mantis arm was obtained that day, there are too many opinions in the starry sky...

The Unbreakable Empty Knife, compared to the Heaven-swallowing Demon Sheath of the Demon Youth, and the Blood Sea Whetstone from the Blood Race, although it is also incomplete, it is because of the falling state, and the recovery at this moment, the quasi-king's aura that hangs down , which is more intense than the other two mouthfuls of quasi-king soldiers, but the void is not wavering. Su Qinian put one hand against the blood-colored knife mountain, resisting the swallowing demon sheath with his body, and most of his attention fell on this mouthful of unbroken Above the empty knife, he felt a familiar aura.

With solemn and pious eyes, the young golden god race held the handle of the knife with both hands, as if holding an ancient sacred mountain. He was covered in golden blood, and his whole body was shining with dazzling golden light, especially the six pairs of god wings on his back, which were even more burning. There was a raging fire of light, as bright as the sun in the sky.

Boom!

Without any warning, there was a sound of thunder, which fell directly into the minds of eight people including Su Qinian.

"The limit has been reached!"

Someone shouted, this divine ability of not breaking the empty knife is undoubtedly very close to the perfect quasi-king soldier, even the world of Fang Dao Dao has a sense, I am afraid that this knife is the limit, and it may cause big trouble .

His eyes were cold, and the young Golden God Clan did not hesitate, as long as he could kill Suotian's successor, he would gain a lot even if he lost this supreme opportunity.

The next moment, he held the knife in both hands, urged the whole body of Dao and Dharma, poured it into it, and slashed down towards Su Qinian.

scoff!

There is no glaring glare of the knife, nor is there a tearing void. The invisible light of the knife is like flowing water, invisible and colorless, the flying snow melts, and the chaotic rocks become empty. Everything seems to be erased.

Su Qinian's gaze was unprecedentedly dignified, his fighting spirit reached its peak, and the embryonic form of immortal will surged. At this moment, infinite time passed in his eyes, and the light remained forever. All of them were incorporated into a long knife, which fell from the court of God, and held palm.

hold head high!
The majestic dragon head with three dragon horns perched on the blade seemed to come alive, and the stone-like blade made a long and ancient dragon chant.

The invisible field spread, and the edge surged, unexpectedly resisting the bloody sword mountain and the sky-swallowing demon sheath at the same time.

(End of this chapter)