Chaos hegemony

Chapter 691 Perfect Control!

Seeing the flustered look of the old man, Shen Haoxuan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, devouring vitality. This is the ability of the wood spirit Qingxuan. After refining the wood spirit Qingxuan, Shen Haoxuan was also able to bless this kind of power in his own infinite body. In the sword system, this kind of intrusive attack will definitely have unexpected effects.

"You can dodge one sword, so what about another one?" Shen Haoxuan sneered, and a purple-black vortex appeared behind him again, and the next moment, the lights of the two swords lit up, attacking the old man.

Seeing this, the old eight let out a cold snort, blood flashed in his hand, and a heavy hammer appeared in his hand out of thin air. He also knew that there was something wrong with the purple-black sword light and he couldn't touch it, so he immediately chose to use a weapon to meet it. !
"Dangdang..." Two sounds of iron and steel clanging sounded, and Shen Haoxuan's two purple-black sword lights were easily shaken into nothingness by the heavy hammer in Lao Ba's hand. This heavy hammer in his hand is a top-grade spiritual weapon. The attack power of Shen Haoxuan's sword light is not strong, but the aura carried by it is a little weird. Old Ba used a heavy hammer to meet Shen Haoxuan's infinite sword system, which is the best choice!

Seeing that his two sword lights were easily shattered, Shen Haoxuan was expressionless, and the purple-black vortex behind him separated again, from two to four, from four to eight, and from eight to sixteen. In the meantime, the space behind Shen Haoxuan was filled with that purple-black vortex, and a purple-black long sword gleaming with cold light slowly emerged from the vortex.

"What kind of martial art is this? It's so cool!" Everyone in the audience couldn't help shouting when they saw the long sword shining with cold light behind Shen Haoxuan.

"Tch, what's the use of being cool, there is no attack power at all, and that old eight swung a heavy hammer, these sword lights can't reach the corner of old eight's clothes, that Leng Feng is just wasting the spiritual power in his body! "Some warriors sneered at Shen Haoxuan.

Hearing that martial artist's words, the people around also nodded. The most important essence in a battle is to cause the greatest damage at the smallest cost, not to show those flashy martial arts. Absolutely a lot of spiritual power is consumed, which is a taboo in battle!
Shen Haoxuan stared lightly at the old eight not far away, without the slightest expression on his face, the spiritual power consumed by the infinite sword system was terrifying, which is why Shen Haoxuan didn't use it often, but since refining Mu Lingqing Xuan, Shen Haoxuan's recovery power has doubled, and the spiritual power consumed by the infinite sword system is not as fast as that of the wood spirit Qingxuan. In Shen Haoxuan's view, this consumption is not worth mentioning at all.

The corners of Shen Haoxuan's mouth suddenly rose, and immediately, the countless purple-black vortexes behind him burst into a bright light, and countless long swords shot towards the old man with purple-black streamers, just like rain.

Looking at the countless sword lights that hit, Lao Ba let out an angry roar, swinging the heavy hammer in his hand impenetrably, and any purple-black sword lights that touched the heavy hammer were directly shattered, and the countless sword lights couldn't even get close That old eight cents.

"Is that all you can do? Hmph, you didn't eat this morning, it's not enough to tickle me!" the old man waved the heavy hammer in his hand, and said with a big laugh, with no hint of sarcasm in his tone. cover up.However, Shen Haoxuan didn't waver at the old man's ridicule, the dark vortex behind him was constantly shining with light, and the light of purple-black swords kept plundering, attacking towards the old man.

"This Leng Feng is an idiot, he knows that his attack won't work, so why waste his spiritual energy?"

"Battle Xiaobai, who doesn't even know this bit of common sense, yet dares to challenge a golden warrior. Isn't that asking for trouble?"

"Oh, I thought it was some kind of genius, it turned out to be a fool!" Looking at Shen Haoxuan who didn't stop at all, everyone couldn't help sighing.

"Hmph, it's really just an arrogant kid who wants to defeat me with this non-aggressive martial skill. It's a dream. You can continue and see how long you can last!" The old eighth saw Shen Haoxuan Not intending to stop, he said with a sneer in his heart.

Shen Haoxuan didn't care about the crowd's cynicism at all. He looked at the old man who kept wielding the heavy hammer, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, and the purple-black swirls behind his back gradually turned into a khaki color, and two khaki-colored swords The light was caught in the rest of the purple-black sword light and flew towards Lao Ba.

"Huh?" Jian Guang hit the heavy hammer, and the old eight suddenly felt the weight of the heavy hammer in his hand suddenly increased, making him feel a little unable to hold it, but this feeling just passed away, he Didn't realize anything either.

After a while, that feeling came again, but this time it was still fleeting, which made the old man a little confused.

"An illusion?" Lao Ba frowned slightly, before he could react, the weight of the heavy hammer in his hand increased again, this time, he almost threw the heavy hammer in his hand.

"This..." Lao Ba looked up, not knowing when the purple-black sword light that attacked him turned into a khaki-yellow color, and whenever the khaki-yellow long sword hit his heavy hammer, his The heavy hammer would suddenly become heavier, making him unable to control it, which shocked the old eight.

"Dangdangdang..." There was a sound of iron and steel, the sword light intersected with the heavy hammer, and bright sparks flew everywhere. At this time, Lao Ba's forehead was covered with sweat, and the heavy hammer in his hand had become as heavy as a mountain. , so that he couldn't control it at all, and the speed of waving also slowed down.

But at this time, the earth-yellow long swords all over the sky suddenly changed color and turned into jet-black flame swords. The speed of the pitch-black flame swords was extremely frightening, and no one could even see the trajectory of the flame swords, they could only feel it. He felt a scorching breath flying past his eyes, and then he heard the screams of that old man!
After a while, the sword light all over the sky dissipated, and Shen Haoxuan still stood indifferently, without the slightest trace of fatigue on his face, as if nothing had happened just now, not far away, the old eighth was already lying on the spot On the ground, there was a pitch-black flame lingering around his body, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't extinguish it. The pitch-black flame could even burn with spiritual power.

Shen Haoxuan looked at the struggling old man, with a hint of satisfaction on the corner of his mouth, the infinite sword system plus the perfect control of the three spirits of heaven and earth, he finally did it, first use the wood spirit Qingxuan's ability to devour vitality to let him take it Take out the weapon, then use the ability of the earth spirit Xuanming to change the gravity to make the weapon in his hand as heavy as Mount Tai, and finally use the explosive power of the fire spirit obsidian and the terrifying flame to give the final blow, the three kinds of heaven and earth spirits are perfectly used. , Shen Haoxuan turned the whole battle into his own performance, turning the battle into an art!
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