Sleepy Dragon Continent

Chapter 490 Vibration, the body of the sword spirit!
Wang Jianshen's rampant and arrogant appearance displeased Luo Xingchen, who had always been plain, and what's more, the words that she kept saying that she was his woman made Luo Xingchen's face turn frosty.

"Xingchen, you are one of the few people who can see me draw out the third sword, take a good look, and see how powerful your future husband is!"

With a thought in Wang Jianshen's mind, the third long sword behind him came out of its sheath by itself, with the tip of the sword facing upwards, floating behind his forehead.

"The Broken Sword, one of the Seven Swords of the Wang Family, possesses the ability to 'break' and 'break'. Break, can destroy all defenses. Break, can shatter all power. You have to be careful!"

Wang Jianshen explained to Luo Xingchen in such a detailed manner, apart from showing off, it was more to let her know Wang Jianshen's strength, so that Luo Xingchen was timid before fighting.

However, Wang Jianshen's thoughts were doomed to fail. Not only did Luo Xingchen not show the slightest timidity, but an indescribable brilliance burst out from his pupils.

"Jianji, Wushuang!"

Wang Jianshen's two swords crossed, and the broken sword behind his head opened in a semicircle like a fan, one divided into ten, awe-inspiring, majestic, and unrivaled sword energy filled most of the arena in an instant!

Countless sword qi intertwined, completely covering Wang Jianshen's body, replaced by a golden-winged roc made of sword qi!

As soon as this big roc appeared, the powerful force caused the defensive formations around the ring to be shattered by half, and the recovery speed of the hundreds of thousands of life-and-death defensive formations could not catch up with the overflow of the roc. strength!
Sitting on the stone chair, Qin Mo's face also changed slightly. The power of this blow was already infinitely close to the limit of a strong man at the level of a great emperor.

Facing this mighty golden-winged roc, Luo Xingchen's body looked so weak and helpless.

Wang Jianshen's somewhat strenuous voice sounded from inside the golden-winged roc: "Xingchen, the power of this style is beyond your ability to stop, quickly admit defeat."

Luo Xingchen turned a deaf ear to Wang Jianshen's words, and there was a terrifying sword intent gathering in his pupils.

Wang Jianshen snorted coldly, since Luo Xingchen is so 'ignorant', let her experience what despair is!
The golden-winged roc struck horizontally, and with the movement of its huge body, the entire ring went into chaos in an instant. The entire void was filled with sword marks, and the falling stars were like a flat boat in the turbulent Nujiang River, which seemed to be destroyed at any time.

Qin Mohuo stood up, the power of this blow, even if he came to resist it, it would be extremely difficult, just when he was about to rescue him desperately, he was taken aback for a moment, and then Qin Mo sat down again with a smile on his face. went back.

"Father, hurry up and save Aunt Xingchen!" Qin Luomo looked at his father anxiously.

"Don't worry, Xing Chen is fine, we won this battle." Qin Mo said firmly.

"It's really whimsical." Hearing Qin Mo's words, a strong member of the Wang family said sarcastically, Qin Mo was not angry, and looked into the ring.

On the arena, facing such a powerful blow, Luo Xingchen's delicate body shook, and a small sword the size of a palm pierced out of his sky cap, floating three feet above his head.

There are naturally-generated flowers, insects, birds and animals on this small sword, which is full of simplicity and grandeur.

'Om', with the appearance of this small sword, Luo Xingchen's aura changed, and an aura of the king of swords burst out from him.

The body of the originally ferocious Golden-winged Roc suddenly paused, and then quickly disintegrated under countless horrified eyes, revealing the Wang Jianshen whose face was full of panic.

"Impossible!" Wang Jianshen lost his square inch for the first time, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Luo Xingchen stretched out his hands slowly, and there was a layer of flowing light on his jade-like hands. The next moment, Wang Jianshen suddenly bled from his seven orifices, and fell to the ground with a 'bang', and the three divine swords in his hands With a bang, it flew towards the falling stars!
The three divine swords danced continuously around the falling stars, like a lost lamb finding its mother, the swords trembled, full of joy.

"The body of the sword spirit is actually the body of the sword spirit!" Wang Jianshen lost his soul, and the huge blow made him unable to recover for a long time.

The body of the sword spirit is born to be the king of all swordsmen. In front of the body of the sword spirit, no matter how advanced your sword skills are, you are just a 'child'.

Not only Wang Jianshen, but the rest of the people outside the ring were also shocked like five thunders, and the shock they received was no less than Wang Jianshen.

"Body of the sword spirit, why did such a peerless physique appear in this barbarian land?" Zhao Qinglian's cold voice contained a trace of trembling. Although she was also a peerless genius, she couldn't help but feel a little bleak in front of the body of the sword spirit.

"The Wang family has always regarded themselves as the number one in the way of the sword. I wonder if they will go crazy after learning about the body of the sword spirit?" Qian Shuxue thought a lot after the initial shock.

Murong Ling licked his lips, his pupils burst into a wild light, originally he just regarded Luo Xingchen as a 'vase', but after seeing her peerless talent, he has made up his mind and will do whatever it takes Got her.

"Give me back my sword."

Wang Jianshen wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. He is indeed the top genius of the Wang family. After only a moment of effort, his mood has basically recovered, and there is a strange brilliance in his eyes.

He is too aware of the impact a sword spirit body can have on the Wang family, and he will get Luo Xingchen into his hands at all costs!

"You admit defeat first." Luo Xingchen smiled mischievously. This smile immediately dealt a heavy blow to Wang Jianshen's heart, and he said the word "admit defeat" in a daze!
Wang Jianshen, who reacted, was secretly ashamed, but he also knew that in the same realm, no swordsman could win the body of the sword spirit, but the next moment, Luo Xingchen's words made Wang Jianshen vomit blood.

"Since I have defeated you, these three swords are naturally mine."

Qin Mo on the stone chair showed a smile. Luo Xingchen's behavior was deeply affected by him, but there was nothing wrong with it. It was right to turn the enemy's resources into nutrients for his own growth.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Wang Jianshen breathed heavily: "Those are three of the Wang family's seven swords that suppress cauldrons. If you take them, you will face the endless pursuit of the Wang family. I can't protect you!"

Luo Xingchen was about to refute, when suddenly dizziness came from his head, and his feet were unsteady. The three divine swords quickly shrunk to the size of a thumb, flew to the sword soul above his head, and then sank into Luo Xingchen's Tianling Cap together.

"Too bad, to seize three divine swords at once, the power of the sword soul is too depleted."

(End of this chapter)