Asura War Supreme

"Will of sword..." He felt the great and sharp sword in the distance, and woke up a little dull. As a swordsman, he could feel the strong feeling of vicissitudes!

"Younger martial brother Lin... Can even resonate with the sword, and his soul is in love with each other, so as to release the will of the sword?" Tang Lumei blinked her eyes and looked at the scene in the distance. She was amazed. At this time, thousands of sword shadows fell on Lin Jingyu's head. From a distance, the air solidified as if they were about to be cut. The sword roared. Suddenly, it was a terrible state of the unity of man and sword!

Between the sky, broad and leisurely, the only person, a sword!

This is the unity of man and sword!

"What a turbulent and majestic sword Not far away, the disciples of the ninth peak and the fourth peak, looking at the magnificent scene in front of them, both eyes are in a state of absence, as if the heart can be raised to the throat!

After a long time, I came back

Lin Jingyu, a boy less than 16 years old, realized such a terrible and powerful will of the sword?!

It's really admirable! It's scary!

"Lin Jingyu..." looking at the young man in white in the distance, his eyes are empty, his eyes are cold, and he is gradually in a state of selflessness. Zhao Ziyang, who has been watching the battle and has a special idea, suddenly draws his mouth violently, as if he is in the same place, speechless. This, this is impossible?! The scene of Lin Jingyu being trampled on for countless times in his mind is not realized at all, but the real reality gives him a heavy slap in the face! Pathetic, pathetic!

"Storm of the sword!"

In the distance, the young man in white, who is in the state of the unity of man and sword, has a deep vision. In a sense of cold, he opens his mouth leisurely. Suddenly, countless sword ideas sweep all over the place, flying sand and rocks, plants and trees tremble, and ten thousand swords roar. They cut countless tricky arcs in the air and gather slowly on the top of Lin Jingyu's head! In the blink of an eye, a terrible storm condenses. The storm is formed by the diversion and condensation of thousands of swords. It's like a mountain debris flow, as if it has the power of swallowing everything!

This is the storm of sword!

Immediately, he raised his left hand to the sky, spread out his five fingers and formed a palm shape. Suddenly, the terrible storm of the sword was all focused in his palm. The sword roared wildly. It seemed that the infinite sword could break the world and tear the stars!

"Sword falls!"

The boy let out a clang. As he lowered his left arm, the palm of his hand pushed forward. At the same time, the terrible sword storm, which was out of proportion to Lin Jingyu's body shape, suddenly fell down like a meteorite!

All of a sudden, the withering and decaying, the flying sand and the stone!

Boom!

The storm of the peerless sword collides with the shadow of the huge silver dragon head. All of a sudden, the void trembles, and the sense of sight of the earth breaking down and the mountains breaking down is reflected in everyone's eyes!

Peng!

The empty shadow of the silver dragon head roared angrily in the sky, biting, winding, trying to devour the extremely sharp sword like a storm. However, with the roar of thousands of swords, all the resistance will be turned into nothing!

Boom!

With a concussion of the void, the shadow of the silver dragon's head, cut by countless sword shadows, suddenly turned into nothingness. The shadow broke in the sky!

Whew! Whew! Whew

Countless sword shadows overlap, and the will of ten thousand swords instantly becomes a solid giant sword!

This is the unity of ten thousand swords!

Boom!

With the roar of terror, the sword turned and went forward!

Once you display the will of the sword and enter the selfless realm, the blade will never turn back without a drop of blood!

In this case, the undertaker was killed by a sword, thus suffering from the fall of the situation, great!

"Ah...!"

A fierce sword, like lightning, with layers of cold, came to xiaojiukong. It seemed that he felt the great cold. Jiang Sheng's pupil finally recovered from selflessness. However, everything was irreparable!

Boom!

With a sword penetrating, Jiang Sheng's whole world seemed to be gray. His belly roared, "click", and Dantian burst!

Poof!

Breath did not spit out, blood and blood from the meridians continue to gush up, instant throat a sweet, a mouthful of blood spit out, stare at the ground, such as the iron tower of the young body powerless to fall on the ground, eyes shocked stagnation in that moment, at the same time, there is a whisper in the mouth, spit out: "you actually... Broke my Dantian!"

Words just finished, a mouthful of blood is crazy spit out!

Everyone looked at the scene, as if the collective petrified in general!

Silence, silence!

Countless eyes looked at the heaven and earth. Jiang Sheng fell down, but the boy in white still stood there. At this time, the refined steel sword had gone into the scabbard and returned to his hands again. Looking from a distance, the sharp figure seemed to give people a sense of the presence of the sword God!

Lin Jingyu won, Jiang won!

However, even worse, Jiang Sheng's Dantian was smashed!

From then on, I can no longer set foot in martial arts, which is very sad!

All the disciples of the fourth peak camp were pale. They stood there like more than 100 stone statues. Their mouths didn't close for a long time. They couldn't believe it! Their proud elder martial brother Jiang Sheng was defeated completely, and Dantian was smashed! This also indicates that the pride of their fourth peak has been broken to pieces!