Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 740
"Phantom, it's fake!" Huang Chao's eyes widened in disbelief.

boom!
At this moment, Jian Fengyun withdrew his sword and turned it into a hilt, and struck heavily on Huang Chao's chest.

Accompanied by a soft sound, Huang Chao's figure flew upside down, flew out at an extremely fast speed visible to the naked eye, and fell heavily on the ground not far away.

"Cough cough!"

Huang Chao's sturdy body instantly coughed up blood, and little drops of Yin Hong fell on the ground.

"Okay, you can go up together now, remember to use your Yanling Battle Formation, otherwise it will be a bit difficult to clean up one by one!" Jian Fengyun lightly raised his long sword, his eyes swept across the people in front of him, and his tone was calm and authentic.

Looking at Jian Fengyun's calm and breezy appearance, it seemed that taking care of Huang Chao was effortless.

"It's too arrogant, brothers, let's avenge Brother Huang!"

"Avenge the commander-in-chief, let him see how powerful our Yanling battle formation is!"

"Yes, do it."

All of a sudden, the thousands of soldiers behind Huang Chao were running their spiritual power at the same time, and none of them were lower than the spirit king state. When their spiritual power was running, they instantly formed a huge phantom of a swallow, exuding an aura comparable to that of a strong man in the holy state. Coercion.

"Go to the middle position, Kun's lower position, and leave the upper position!!" Jian Fengyun's eyes swept across the battle formation in front of him, and his eyes froze for a moment.

Turning his hands directly, the power of the fire attribute law in his body surged instantly, and he quickly pointed out three fingers.

Three giant flaming fingers instantly appeared above the barracks, landing on the three directions mentioned just now.

boom! boom! boom!
There were three loud bangs, and the phantom of the Cangyan, which was comparable to a strong man in the holy realm, instantly disintegrated, and the entire Yan Ling battle formation instantly disintegrated. He vomited blood directly, sprayed blood mist, and took a few steps back.

"The ancient swordsmanship, Yu!"

Jian Fengyun's eyes turned cold for an instant, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the Heaven Devouring Immortal Sword exuding silver-white sword light fell into his hand impressively.

The Heaven Devouring Immortal Sword is the true spirit of Jian Fengyun. Although it contains extremely strong power, its strength is ultimately related to Jian Fengyun's cultivation level.A few days ago, the enemies Jian Fengyun faced were saints, emperors, and even emperors, so he rarely used the Soul Eater Immortal Sword, but the Qingdi Sword.

However, to deal with these spirit kings and spirit emperors now, Jian Fengyun does not need to use the Qingdi Sword at all, the power of the Soul Devouring Immortal Sword True Spirit is enough to unleash a supernatural power of sufficient power
Ancient Swordsmanship!
This time, Jian Fengyun used the method of imperial control in the ancient sword control technique. When he swung the sword out, a monstrous sword energy erupted from the tip of the Heaven Devouring Immortal Sword.

Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!
Inside the barracks, countless sword cries suddenly sounded.

With a shake of the long sword, thousands of flames of sword energy suddenly appeared in the void.

That's right, it is the flame sword qi, each sword qi contains the rich power of the law of fire, within Jian Fengyun's body, the law of fire has condensed into a god wheel, which is equivalent to the strength of the spirit emperor realm.

Therefore, the move of Wan Jian Fen Tian using the law of fire is the most powerful, and at the moment when the sword energy of Wan Dao flames emerged, all the swords buzzed and moved under the arena.

"My God, what's wrong with my saber, why does it move by itself."

"My Black Feather Sword, why is it out of my control?"

"My Xuanyin Sword is also out of control."

In an instant, the scene in the barracks became chaotic. Thousands of real spiritual weapons and long swords flew out at the same time, hovering beside Jian Fengyun.

"Wan Jian worships, this is the way of the sword!"

The eyes of all the strong men in the barracks were wide open, and their eyes were full of horror.

Martial arts are divided into five realms: shape, energy, mind, Tao, and heart, corresponding to the five realms of martial arts rules: entry, minor success, great accomplishment, perfection, and great perfection.

In this way, Jian Fengyun has cultivated the principles of swordsmanship to the perfection, comprehending the swordsmanship can make Wanjian worship, just like the king of swords.

"Sword realm, how is it possible!"

Around the barracks, those strong men at the commanding level stood up at the same time, watching the changes on the ring, their eyes were full of horror.

Ho Ho Ho ~~
At this moment, there was a burst of dragon roars, and the visions of nine ancient flood dragons suddenly appeared behind Jian Fengyun.

puff!
This time, everyone under the ring sprayed out, and everyone was dumbfounded.

"Nine Dragon Vision, King's Pose!"

Everyone in the barracks was shocked, and their eyes almost popped out.

No one expected that Jian Fengyun, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, would have martial arts cultivation at the level of swordsmanship, and what was even more unexpected was that Jian Fengyun would have the talent of a king. It is almost rare to see in a thousand years.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the long swords with the front handle flashed densely and densely in the void, and finally plunged into the ground in unison.

hiss!
The audience was silent, and the thousands of soldiers who made up the Yanling Battle Formation who fought against Jian Fengyun were even more shocked, obviously frightened by Jian Fengyun.

To put it bluntly, if Jian Fengyun hadn't kept his hands back just now, there would not be thousands of living people standing there, but thousands of corpses.

"Mr. Jian, thank you for your mercy, Huang is convinced!"

After a while, Huang Chao stood up at the back, got up and walked forward, bowed to Jian Fengyun, and made a standard salute.

"Okay, I don't need you to convince me, I'm just entrusted by Princess Yan to improve your Yan Ling battle formation." Jian Fengyun swept his eyes lightly, the aura on his body slowly disappeared, and his breath returned to calm.

In an instant, Jian Fengyun became the young man who only had the early stage of the Spirit King Realm.

However, at this time, no one in the barracks dared to look at Jian Fengyun contemptuously anymore, and they all showed respect.

In Wanyu, everyone respects martial arts experts, and those who have mastered martial arts are teachers, even these soldiers are the same.They didn't respect Jian Fengyun before, but because Jian Fengyun was young, they felt that Jian Fengyun's cultivation base was not high, so they naturally wouldn't respect him, but after Jian Fengyun showed his strength, they were already very nervous about Jian Fengyun. Sincerely respectful.

Just kidding, the young man in front of him could slaughter their entire army by himself. If he doesn't respect him, why should he continue provoking and courting death like he did just now?
"Master Jian, we all listen to your advice!"

The next moment, nearly ten thousand troops shouted in unison.

The voices of all the troops exploded over the Yanshan barracks like thunder.

This scene fell into the eyes of Zhi Xiaoyan behind, and she couldn't help being surprised.

These armies are all strongmen from all sides in Yanshan County, and they are notoriously rebellious.
(End of this chapter)