Chaotic Sword God

The 368th chapter of Ziqing Jianqi fusion

Not long after, there was a light blue light spot at the end of the rear sky, and it quickly approached the sword dust. When it was close to a few breaths, it came to the top of the sword dust.

Although there is darkness between heaven and earth at this moment, for the strong like the Sky Master, the impact is not great.

"Sword dust, continue to escape, how can you not escape." Shijia three elders suspended in the sky fifty meters coldly watching Jian Chen, said with a sneer, no longer so approachable. The toss of Jian Chen on these days has already lost patience to the three elders whose temper has always been mild.

Sword dust sitting on the ground, holding a fifth-order magic core in his hand to absorb the energy inside to recover himself, even if he can't escape, he will never sit still, even if he is dead, he will let them pay some price.

The three elders suspended in the air and watched the dust of the sword quietly. They did not plan to do it. Now it is not just a matter of their stone family. Before the Jed family did not come, he did not want to deal with the sword dust. Even if you want to dispose of the sword dust, you must wait for the Jade family to be present, because it is related to the face of the Jade family, and it can directly affect the two future exchanges.

After half an hour, the seven sky priests of the Jed family and the seven other celestial divisions of the Cai family came here at the same time. The eight people surrounded the circle and trapped Jian Chen, preventing him from fleeing again. .

"Sword dust, hand over the broken cloud sword, leave you a whole body." An elder of the Jed family immediately burst into tears.

"Come on the Baoshan seal quickly, otherwise, you will not be able to die." The grumpy Shijia Laosi also screamed.

Listening to the words of the two, Jian Chen snorted and immediately rose up. He threw the fifth-order magic nucleus, which had not been exhausted in his hand, to the fourth of Shijia, and said loudly: "Want to get back to the king." The soldiers will come down and grab it. Losing you one by one is the Sky Master. Even a land sage can't catch up. If my power is not as strong as you, you can catch up with me, a bunch of waste."

The eight sky priests were suffocated by the words of Jian Chen, and they could not catch up with a land sage by their strength. This is indeed a very shameful thing for them.

"Family kid, let the four masters come to see how you can bear." Shijia's fourth temper, screaming and rushing toward Jian Chen, a large yellow sword appeared in his hands, with a sacred sanctuary The force stabbed toward the sword dust.

In the eyes of Jian Chen, the gods flashed. At this moment, his consciousness was raised to the peak, and he tried his best to display the sword. With a subtle sound, the light wind sword in his hand has turned into a faint silver-white light. At an incredible speed, I stung at the throat of Shijia’s fourth child.

The speed of the breeze sword seems to have reached the speed of light. In the flight, its blade has turned into a vague image, which is simply not visible, but it is hard to find in this dark night.

The Shijia old man was caught off guard, and was directly penetrated by the light wind sword. There was a big hole with a fist size. After the light wind sword pierced the throat of Shijia’s fourth child, the speed continued to float at a height of 50 meters. The three elders of Shijia were shot.

In the eyes of the three elders, a fierce spurt flashed out, and the sturdy force of the sacred swelled out of the body, propping up an energy shield around the body. When the light wind sword touched the energy shield, it suddenly fell into a quagmire, and the speed of advancement was greatly hindered.

At the same time, a scimitar appeared in the hands of the three elders. With a burst of blast, suddenly cut through the sky, where the scimitar passed, the surrounding space seemed to be unable to withstand the tremendous power hidden in the knife. And distorted, and finally the scimitar was slashed on the breeze with a thunderous force.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the light wind sword was cut down on the ground by the scimitar in the hands of the three elders, and there was a slight crack in the sword.

"Hey!" A blood spurted out of the mouth of the sword, he was connected with the spirit of the sacred, and at this moment used the method of the sword of the gods to control the sacred soldiers. His consciousness has been combined with the light wind sword. The elder's blow not only damaged the sacred soldiers of Jian Chen, but also caused his spirit to suffer tremendous trauma, causing Jian Chen to burst into a headache.

The oldest throat of Shijia was pierced by a fist-sized giant hole. He also did not die like the ancestors of the Heiyun family. Instead, he came to the front of the three elders with some horror, and looked at the bottom with fear and fear. Jian Chen, just the distance between him and Jian Chen is too close, and there is not much defense, which caused the moment to be unresponsive and was injured by the breeze sword.

If he only has the strength of the earthly division, I am afraid that he has already died and died.

"Fast, immediately revitalize it." The three elders immediately took out a pill out, did not feed into the mouth of the old four, directly into the throat from the broken hole in his neck.

Jian Chen endured the painful head and reached out to recall the light wind sword. Some of the distressed look at the crack on the light wind sword, the power of the stone elders of the three elders is too big, let the sword dust of the sword dust Can not bear.

Suddenly, a fiery red light illuminates above the top of Jian Chen’s head, and the black sky shines brightly. I saw Cai’s boss control the fire elemental power between the heavens and the earth and condense into a long sword and shoot toward the sword dust. The violent energy fluctuations inside make the sword dust feel scared.

Jian Chen did not hesitate to hesitate. Immediately, he lazily rolled and hid in the past. With a loud roar, the fire red energy sword shot at the position where Jian Chen had just stood, suddenly shaking the mountain, the earth flew, and the ground appeared. A large pit with a diameter of more than 30 meters.

Just as Jian Chen just stood up, a fierce wind came from behind, and an elder of the Jed family held a giant sword with a beautiful blue light shining toward the sword dust.

The sword dust suddenly turned around, winning the heavens and making up the power, and the combat power soared three times. The purple wind sword of the light wind sword collided with the holy soldier of the Jed family.

Another violent explosion came, and Jian Chen opened a mouthful of blood, and the body flew like a broken kite. The eight Sky Masters in the field each had stronger strength than the ancestors of the Heiyun family. Stronger, Jian Chen is almost exhausted in the power of the Holy Spirit, and under the circumstances of heavy damage, it is impossible to hardly pick up the attack of the Sky Master.

"Cough!" Jian Chen mouth constantly coughing blood, his face became pale, a large number of blood clots mixed with internal organs and shattered by him from the mouth, and suffered heavy blows, which has made him almost lost the ability to fight.

"Kid, I want you to be born better than death." A hoarse voice came from the sky, only to see the stone family's fourth most difficult to spit out a few words, and then landed on the ground, holding a huge sword face gloomy toward Jian Chen strode forward.

The sword dust and silver teeth bite, and it is extremely difficult to climb up from the ground and slowly raise the light wind sword. After the light wind sword suffered a blow from the Jed family elders, the cracks remaining on it had deepened.

"Even if you die, I will never let you be better." Although Jian Chen was very heavy, his eyes were still very fierce, and then the faint purple swords appeared again on the breeze sword, a faint radiance of purple and blue. Each of them occupies one side and does not contradict each other. A pair of wells does not make a river.

The sword dust that Shijia's fourth child has approached, the giant sword in his hand swept away toward the head of Jian Chen with strong energy fluctuations, trying to get rid of the head of Jian Chen.

In the eyes of Jian Chen, a hint of madness appeared, and the right hand held the hilt of the breeze sword tightly. Suddenly, the indiscriminate purple swords on the breeze sword began to tremble slightly, and the light suddenly flickered. Dark, then the two original waters that did not make the river water, the Qi Qing Jianqi actually blended into one.

Just when Ziqing Jianqi was just compatible, a dazzling light burst out from the light wind sword. The light is not pure purple and blue, but the purple and green light, purple and blue, green With purple in the middle, the two rays of light have been completely integrated into one.

Suddenly, a powerful and unimaginable peerless sword suddenly appeared, and filled the world around the world, instantly turning this world into a world of "swords", even the air inside seemed to have completely changed. A fierce sword.

This sword is so powerful that it is unimaginable. With the power of destroying the earth and destroying the earth, the powerful force that screams in the sky will come to the world, as if it can easily break through this world, and even around the breeze sword, even There was a very small space crack.

Suddenly, the eight sky priests were on the spot, and they were all horrified, staring at the dusty sword in the hands of Jian Chen’s glare, and his face was incredible. Look, because this sword is so powerful, they are all afraid.

"This.....this.....what is the power of this...." Cai’s boss is full of ecstasy, and the tone is trembling.

Suddenly, a breeze gently scraped on the eight sky sages, only to see the clothes of the eight sky priests directly turned into powder, and there were countless dense sword wounds on the body, even the one The long hair is turned into a powder that is indistinguishable to the naked eye in the wind, and blood flows from them, and the eight sky priests are instantly dyed into blood.

The air between the heavens and the earth is no longer pure air, but with a powerful aggressive sword. When the breeze blows on them, it is equivalent to countless swords attacking them, even even Every breath that they inhale is a fierce sword, and they can instantly turn the internal organs of their bodies into pieces.

Ziqing Jianqi fusion, this world is forcibly changed into the world of swords, this is a field full of swords everywhere.

Eight sky priests are in awe-inspiring color, and immediately the strong force of the Holy Spirit immediately erupts from the body, forming a strong protective cover around them to protect themselves as much as possible, resisting the air that has evolved into a fierce sword.

"Fast, kill him." The stone elders who have become a **** man are difficult to conceal the horror and the trembling tone.