Chaotic Sword God

On the occasion of this millennium, two dazzling and dazzling rays of light emerged from the Jian Chen body, turning into two purple swords and two swords to the gray robe old man.

"Ding."

The purple and blue swords collide with the red swords in the hands of the old man in the gray robe, and the sound of steel crosses, the sporadic swords and the flames of the sky are splashing around, sweeping the world, and playing this hard earth. A deep hole.

The purple and blue swords are back and forth, and the two swords fly around each other to the top of the sword dust. Jian Chen holds the purple sword with his hand. His long, **** hair has no wind, and a reddish pupil is not. With a slight affectionate stare at the old man in the gray robe, at this moment, he has completely lost his mind, completely lost his self, leaving only one instinctual destruction and killing, and the action of holding the purple sword is also a kind of instinct.

Shen Jian stood in the distance and stared at Jian Chen tightly. His look was extremely dignified. Because of this moment, he couldn’t feel a familiar atmosphere from Jian Chen’s body. Some were just strangers, even he would almost At this moment, the sword dust was wrongly robbed, because the sword dust of this moment, the feeling brought to him is too similar to the world.

"Sword dust." Shen Jian made a burst of drink, the sound was like a thunder, and suddenly exploded in the ear of Jian Chen, trying to wake up the sword dust caught in the madness. He had already guessed that most of the sword dust was when he retired in the blood cloud. The problem.

However, Jian Chen did not react at all. It seemed that he could not hear the cry of Shen Jian.

At the same time, the voice of Ziqing Sword Spirit also sounded in the brain of Jian Chen, full of urgency, attempting to wake up the sword dust, but also did not play the slightest effect.

Suddenly, a red light shone, with a fierce flame coming straight to the sword dust, the gray robe old man holding a fiery red sword, the body is so powerful, with a sensation of killing straight into the sword dust.

At the same time, the sword dust in the demon was also moved, and his body was turned into a battle with the old man in gray for a red afterimage.

After the enchantment of the sword dust, although lost his mind, there is only one instinct to destroy and kill, but his strength is more powerful than before, only to see the purple and blue color of the sword mixed A stock of flames trembled in the void, raging between the heavens and the earth, forming a strong energy afterglow spread to all directions, causing the big underground, dusty sky, the whole sky was grayed out by the fight between the two .

For a time, the sword dust after the devil and the help of the purple and blue swords, and the strength of the gray robes in the early days of the gods played the same score, the huge gap between the strength of the two, at this moment was made up a lot, Jian Chen It is also the continuous display of various swords, Da Luojian, Taiyijian, and the word lightning. They have been exhibited several times by Jian Chen. This is not because he has recovered his mind, but he has mastered these swords. Oh, it was completely instinctively driven out.

The wounds of Jian Chen and the gray robes are more and more wounded. Both of them are bloody, but they are more and more brave, but if you look carefully, you can see that the number of wounds on Jian Chen’s body is actually gray. The number of times the old man of the robe is obviously at a disadvantage.

However, the strength of Jian Chen’s chaotic body is reflected in this moment, even if he has lost his sense of reason, but the super resilience of his chaotic body has not been lost, making his wounds It was slowly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, but this speed of recovery was far from the increase in wound speed.

In this scene, the old man in the gray robes shook his eyes and was shocked. "What is this exercise? It is so against the sky that not only people can fight the gods, but even the resilience of the flesh is so powerful, if the old man masters "This method of practice" thought of this, the gray robes of the old man's eyes suddenly appeared a trace of greed, although he knows that this practice has its drawbacks, but in the face of the rapid rise in strength, some of the drawbacks can be accepted and tolerated.

For a time, the old man in the gray robe was even more embarrassed. Within a few rounds, he added several horrible wounds to Jian Chen. In the end, he held the purple and blue swords with his long sword. The left hand showed the true level of combat skills, turned into a huge palm, with the ruin of the earth and the light fluttering printed on the chest of Jian Chen.

The power of the real-world warfare exerted by the god-level powerhouse is not the same. Only a squeaking sound comes, and the entire chest of the sword dust bursts open. The terrorist power derived from the real-world combat skills is even more crazy in his body. The raging, not only makes his internal organs completely destroyed, even the bones of the whole body are turned into powder, and the injuries are extremely heavy.

The sword dust blew out the blood of the sky, and fell to the ground far away. His whole body bones were turned into powder. At this moment, he was unable to stand up. The whole person was lying softly on the ground, but unexpectedly this time he was hit hard and actually let him The mind began to slowly recover the Qingming, and the blood in the pupil gradually faded away. Even the long hair that was like red blood was beginning to turn toward black.

Soon, Jian Chen retired from the enchantment and completely recovered his normal state, but when he noticed the injury on his body, he could not help but reveal a bitter smile.

He has no qualifications to stand up. He has no idea how long it has not suffered such a heavy blow. If he is not practicing chaos, I am afraid that he has just suffered the true-level combat skills of the old man in the gray robe, which is enough to make him physically A group of blood mud, the form of God is gone.

The old man in the gray robe dripped the blood of the gods, step by step to the front of Jian Chen, grabbed the sword with one hand, and wanted to bring the sword dust back to Lujia, and then slowly get the power from him. law.

Seeing that the situation of Jian Chen was in jeopardy, Shen Jian was gnashing his teeth and began to use the second-style method of recklessness. This second style, he used to play once in the lower bounds against the heavens and the earth, and that time, he paid a heavy The price will only be displayed in the second form, but in the current situation, he has no choice but to continue to display the second type.

"A thought of opening the sky"

"The source of the district, to the old man to roll." However, Shen Jian simply did not have time to cast the second style, the gray robe old man directly swept a sword, hole through the body of Shen Jian, immediately let Shen Jian mouth spit blood flew Going out, his face became pale.

The old man in the gray robe did not look at Shen Jian. At this moment, there was only Jian Chen in his eyes. The color of the excitement between the eyes was directly directed toward Jian Chen.

Just as the old man’s palm was about to grab the sword dust, there was a sudden cold flash in the eyes of Jian Chen’s eyes. Suddenly, a glaring white light emerged from the sword dust, only above his head. A white sword with only a finger length suddenly appeared. This sword looks small and inconspicuous, but at the moment of its appearance, the heavens and the earth suddenly surged, and the original docile power of the original is also at this moment. When the violent violent, a strand of energy raging in the sky, even the almost ubiquitous rule of power between heaven and earth, has become somewhat confusing at this moment.

"What is this?" The old man in the gray robe grabbed the hand of Jian Chen and stopped. He stared at the small sword that quietly floated above the top of the sword dust. From this road, it seems that there is only one long sword. In anger, he actually felt a force that made him feel fear. This power is strong enough to destroy him.

Not waiting for the old man in the gray robe to think, the white sword of the finger size will turn into a white lime lightning and shoot at the gray robe old man. At the moment when the sword gas is shot, the air seems to stop flowing, and the time is still in a static state. Everything in heaven and earth has fallen into silence. Only this sword has exuded the dazzling white light, replacing the hot sun, becoming the only one between heaven and earth, shattering the source, and breaking the rules and shooting ahead.

Although the old man of the gray robe is a god, but in the face of this sword, but he can not escape, immediately throw out a few pieces of this disk at the fastest speed, each array is a weak defense magic, forming one by one The mask will cover the old man in the gray robe.

However, when Xuanjianqi touched these arrays, these magic weapons with weak defense power were fragile like tofu, and they disappeared into powder in silence, and then Xuanjianqi passed through the body of the gray robe.

The breath of the old man in the gray robes swelled rapidly, and the blood in his mouth was spit, his face was pale as paper, and the moment when Xuanjian’s breath was passing through, not only caused him to suffer unprecedented damage, but also annihilated him. Part of the life of the essence, annihilated part of his cultivation, but also annihilated part of his god.

In particular, the chest of the old man in the gray robe, there is a huge hole in the quiet, the flesh and blood inside has disappeared, it looks embarrassing and terrifying.

The old man in the gray robe looks horrified and looks like an eye-sword dust. He resists the weakness of the body and the tingling in the gods. He does not hesitate to take a plate from the space ring and throw it at his feet. Between the flashes of light, I have escaped here.

He had to escape, and the injury caused by Xuanjianqi was too heavy. Although he saved his life, he had no strength to display his repairs, especially the tingling sent from the gods. I feel like I will faint at any time.

At this moment, he is as weak as a mortal. If he does not escape, there is only one way to die.

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