Chaotic Sword God

Jian Chen is silent, and his eyes are staring at Ouyang Yangwen. His mood is very heavy. He knows that Ouyang Yangwen’s words are very reasonable. With his current injury, Ouyang Yangwen’s efforts are like It is not much difficult to kill himself. Before he and Ouyang Yangwen’s fight, he has already tried his best. He did not make any reservations, but Ouyang Yangwen is only trying to test himself. .

If in the process of just fighting, Ouyang Yangwen goes all out, maybe his Jian Chen has no strength to stand here now.

The strength of Ouyang Yangwen is too strong, and it is more than one star and a half stronger than Xiongzhong.

At this moment, a deafening tiger whistling came, only to see that the body of the little white tiger has become a long, and a pair of white sacred feathers opened wide. There is a glimpse of a rune in the vague, every rune There are hidden mysterious and powerful forces inside, and in his series of tigers and tigers, there is a powerful force to kill, and the power of destroying space is directed toward Ouyang Yang.

At the moment when Xiaobaihu started, Jian Chen also shot again. Although the injury was very serious, his momentum was not reduced, and his face was cold. The whole person was like a sword that exuded the sword and smashed to Ouyang Yangwen. He knows that Xiaobaihu is not an opponent of Ouyang Yangwen and must be rescued as soon as possible.

Faced with the front and back of Jian Chen and Xiao Baihu, Ouyang Yangwen still seems calm and calm, and said with a bit of surprise: "I did not expect that in this world, there are actually two strong players who have grasped the rules, but it is a pity that you Although I have learned the rules, the realm of my own is really too low. As for the tiger, if you can reach the source of origin, even if it is the beginning of the source, I will not be your opponent, or even some of them. The strong is also against you, but unfortunately, your own realm is only the beginning of Nayuan." Ouyang Yangwen shook his head with some regrets, looking at Xiaobaihu's eyes with a few pity, in the early days of the source to understand the rules This kind of talent is already very terrible, at least in the abandonment of the world. In the past few years, the birth of the source has been countless, even if it is the peak of the origin, but through the history of countless years, Those who comprehend the rules can only have this king of the Holy Spirit.

However, the talent is so strong, he Ouyang Yangwen has to kill today, and now has become an enemy. If you do not remove it today, it will be a big problem if you really grow up in the future.

Ouyang Yang Wen figure turned, lightning-like sword, the long sword in his hand exudes a powerful sword, turned into a silver mangling and died, directly stabbed a pair of tiger claws of Xiaobaihu.

The long sword touched the incomparably sharp claws on the tiger's claws, and made a clear sound of steel symphony. The force of the killing of the small white tiger's claws was quickly disintegrated when it came into contact with the long sword, although this is The power of the rules, but the gap between Xiaobaihu and Ouyang Yangwen is too big, it is difficult to pose a threat to it.

In a twinkling of an eye, the power of the killing of Xiaobaihu was disintegrated by Ouyang Yangwen, and Ouyang Yang Wenjian’s sword was shocked. A powerful sword gas suddenly rushed out, like a sharp blade that was cut in the white tiger’s tiger claw. on.

"Ding."

Xiaobaihu's tiger claws are extremely hard, and the sword is hit on the tiger's claws. Not only can it not get rid of the tiger's claws, but it is smashed in a white spark, and it is smashed into numerous sporadic swords.

Xiaobaihu is not as hard as a tiger's claw in every part of the body. His tiger's palm was affected by sporadic swordsmanship for the first time. A pair of tiger's hands suddenly became bloody, and every sporadic sword hit the little white tiger. On the palm of the hand, they all brought a hole to the little white tiger, and even some sporadic swords spread to the body of the little white tiger, and suddenly fell into the body.

Xiaobaihu’s body trembled, and a deep roar in the pain. A pair of holy feathers suddenly burst into endless light at this moment. Countless runes flashed, beating, emitting a powerful energy fluctuation. In the glory of this endless glory, this pair of sacred feathers erected instantly, as if forming a knives, blooming like the sun's dazzling brilliance, a mysterious rune around the sacred feathers, and finally A small forward movement of the white tiger's body, behind this Tian Yu, which was turned into a sacred feather, suddenly gave a terrible power to Ouyang Yangwen.

At the moment of this sacred feather, there was a mysterious force that suddenly spread out and imprisoned the body of Ouyang Yangwen.

Ouyang Yang’s essays suddenly shrank, and there was a shocking color between the looks. At this moment, he found that not only his body was imprisoned by a mysterious force, but his connection to the mysterious space and the connection with the heavens and the earth actually followed. The moments of this white light disappeared.

At this moment, he has not felt the vitality of the world, and even the power of space can not be controlled, as if he had been forced to go.

"What kind of supernatural power this white tiger is showing is actually so powerful. If it uses this magical power to deal with the same-order powerhouse, who can withstand it." Ouyang Yangwen's face became serious and looked at Xiaobaihu. In the eyes of this, there is also a murderous murder at this moment. The more extraordinary the little white tiger is, the more he will kill. Otherwise, in the future, when the little white tiger grows up, he is still his opponent.

Ouyang Yangwen's body was shocked, and the power of the late returning to the source was unreservedly vented. In an instant, he broke through the mysterious power of imprisoning himself, and stabbed the sacred feathers with a long sword.

"boom."

In the roaring loud noise, the whole body of Xiaobaihu was beaten and flew out. The together, the holy feathers were re-separated, and the endless white light emitted quickly dissipated. The entire holy feather became faint, all runes. Have been hidden.

On the way of the small white tiger, the white blood in the mouth is also spitting, and the look is wilting, revealing the color of weakness.

Ouyang Yangwen’s body was also shaken a few times, and the body was hard to make a step back. Then the backhand stabbed a sword and forced the sword dust from the rear to retreat. Then, immediately stabbed the second sword and the purple cicada. Under the collision of the sword, the purple scorpion sword was suddenly bounced off, and Ouyang Yangwen was the eyebrow of the sword and the sword, and wanted to completely kill the sword dust.

In the eyes of Jian Chen, the gods flashed, and between the electric and the Flint, the Qingsuojian flew, hitting a sword in the Ouyang Yangwen stabbing his eyebrows, while the Jian Chen was a retreat.

"Sword dust, today is your last day, you will be the first strongman I came to this world to kill, after waiting for you, I am going to end the white tiger." Ouyang Yangwen used that feminine tone Said, the void, the pursuit of sword dust.

There was a sorrowful color in the eyes of Jian Chen. He looked at the Tianyuan Continent below the eyes. Now the Tianyuan Continent is a defeated land. The Iron Tower, Changyang Mingyue, Xiaojin, and Houston have all been hit hard, Yang Lie, returning to the sea, and laughing at the three people. It disappeared in the battlefield, and the original strongman who had fought with the iron tower was also hit hard by the tower. After exiting the battlefield, he turned to deal with the Shangguan curtain. At this moment, the official sect was also hit hard and bloody.

Nowadays, in the Tianyuan continent, except for the small spirits that have fought against the public west, all the other powerful sources have already suffered.

"Tianyuan mainland, is this completely going to the end?" Jian Chen whispered, revealing a sad meaning, behind him, there is his own home, if the front line can not stop, then his parents His loved ones, as well as all his friends and people he knows, will be hard to live.

"No, I can still fight for the vitality of Tianyuan. I have the last kind of killer. I can turn things around. Even if I die, I have to pay a heavy price for the holy abandonment. Even though the Holy Spirit is there, I can’t change it. The end, but can fight for the days of the mainland for some time." Jian Chen's face showed a touch of decisive color, the intention of a move, purple and blue swords flew together, suspended above his head, exudes a thousand rays.