Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 404 is an enemy five

When I spoke that sentence, the Changyang Tiger, which was caught in the coma by Jian Chen, was also wrapped in a layer of soft wind elements, and the movement was gently sent to Chang Wuji.

The violent fire element around the body has become softer, a little bit afraid of hurting the Changyang tiger, and then the movement is extremely gentle to hold the Changyang tiger in his arms, a pair of old eyes with tears flashing.

"The young masters are all old slaves." Chang Mou's lips screamed, all because of his use of heavenly combat techniques to kill the two sky priests of the Pingyang kingdom, let the Pingyang kingdom hate In the heart, use the Changyang tiger to retaliate.

Now Changyang Tiger has fallen like this. It is also a heartache to the extreme. Changyang Tiger can be said that he is growing up. Although he is a master-servant relationship, his feelings are better than his loved ones. Now Changyang Tiger has become a waste person, often without a pole. I don't know what it would be like when Changyangba saw his son become like this.

Often the infinite gaze fell on the sword dust again, pressing the sad emotion in the heart, and said calmly: "I don't know your name. If there is an opportunity in the future, my Changyang government will be grateful to your kindness."

Jian Chen didn't answer, although it was a happy thing to see Chang Boben who once cared about himself, but because of the tragedy of the big brother Chang Yanghu, how could Jianyun not be happy, but he was so sad, even There is no more talking.

Jian Chen stared sharply at the opposite five sky priests, killing the sky straight into the sky, Shen Sheng: "The people of the dry kingdom, you really have to intervene in this matter? Now it is too late to retreat."

Although the sword dust is extraordinary, but the dry cloud is not afraid, indifferent: "The old man is only for the heavenly combat skills, as long as you can get the heavenly combat skills, even if I dry the kingdom is pulled into it does not matter, anyway, Gessen The kingdom is never able to weather this crisis."

Jian Chen Shen Sheng said: "Well, he will destroy your dry kingdom."

"Hurricane, who do you think you are, not only want to destroy the Pingyang Kingdom, but also want to destroy my dry kingdom." Dry clouds are not angry and laugh, and they have not put the words of Jian Chen on their minds.

Jian Chen did not speak, and the strong purple-green ray flashed in his eyes. At this moment, his eyes had completely turned into purple-blue, sparkling with a fascinating light, and it looked very incomprehensible. Jian Chen's right hand stretched forward, and numerous gravel around the wall slammed into the sky, with purple and blue swords rushing toward the five sky sages.

The five Sky Masters did not put such an attack in their eyes, they all sneered, and then they shot a few palms together. The energy of the sputum spewed out from the palms and pressed against the numerous gravels flying below. .

Numerous gravel with a faint purple-green sword, like a broken bamboo, broke through the powerful energy of several sky sages, and the moth fired toward the five sky sages.

The five sky priests were all changed. They suddenly became serious. The dry cloud immediately said: "These things are weird and careful." After that, they sacrificed their own sacred soldiers, which are slender. The long sword, a wave of swords in the wave, hit these gravel with purple swords, crushed these gravel on the spot, turned into a powder floating down.

The rest of the sky priests did not move slowly. They also sacrificed their own sacred soldiers to slash the gravel from below. But these gravel stones with purple swords are too dense, and many gravel. Breaking through their blockade shot their bodies and putting their bodies through.

Several Sky sages were exposed to the faint color, and it was not until this moment that they really valued it.

"Use the power of the Holy Spirit to protect the body!" A sky priest from the Kingdom of Pingyang immediately shouted, and a few strong colors of light came out from them, and the power of the Holy Spirit instantly condensed into a shield to cover their bodies. Protection is inside, but this still can't resist the attack of gravel with purple swords, only to block their speed.

The five Sky Masters knew that they could not continue, and they all tried their best to crush a piece of gravel around, and then rushed toward Jian Chen.

The sword dust held his hands high above his head. During the movement, countless scattered iron arrows on the ground floated up and gathered toward his head. At the same time, within 15 kilometers of the circle, all the trees burst. The wood chips in the sky are mixed with countless times, and the sky is suspended from the sky. Finally, the top of the sword dust head gathers into a giant sword with hundreds of meters of feet. It is straight into the sky and looks far away. It is a pillar of the sky that stands between the heavens and the earth, exuding the radiance of purple and blue, and the sound is horrible.

"That... that... what is it?" The four sky priests and the dry clouds of the Pingyang Kingdom were discolored, and they looked at the top of the head of Jian Chen with hundreds of meters of debris formed by countless gravel and sawdust. The giant sword, the huge sound shocked them, the five people could not help but stop.

"This... Is this a day-to-day combat skill?" said a sky sanctuary in Pingyang, a dignified face.

"No, there is no pressure on the heavenly combat technology. This is not a heavenly battle technique." Dry cloud said quietly.

At this time, the shape of the giant sword suspended in the top of the sword dust quickly shrinks, and finally becomes a giant sword with a height of only 100 meters. It is more solid, and numerous gravel and wood chips are squeezed together, closely connected, surrounded by giant swords. The purple radiance that radiated was also strengthened.

The sword dust screamed, and the giant sword suspended in the top of the head with a strong purple-blue sword slashed at an incredible speed and shrouded the five sky sages.

The five sky priests looked dignified one by one, and then they sang together, and at the same time applied advanced high-level combat techniques to resist.

"boom!"

A violent blast sound came, and the whole scorpion sounded. The violent energy aftermath seemed to tear the sky, raging with a devastating breath, the ground was shaking, the earth was collapsing, and the land was huge. The cracks swiftly spread around and spread across the distance of ten kilometers.

The five sky priests became pale in the face, and the body was quickly retreated by the strong energy shock wave. Two of the weaker people spurted a few blood on the spot.

The sword dust is also retreat by the strong energy aftermath, it is difficult to stabilize his body, the surrounding space is violently distorted, the scene is blurred, and it is impossible to see clearly.

The sword dust was able to stabilize the body after a full distance of one kilometer. Then the gods came out and captured the position of the five people on the opposite side. Between the movements, the power of the surrounding elements quickly gathered, and finally In front of him, he condensed into five giant swords that ignited the whole body, exuding the flames of burning the sky. The horrible heat seemed to evaporate the air. At this moment, the temperature between the heavens and the earth also suddenly rose.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

With five piercing sounds, the five elements of the sword turned into a red mangling, and flashed at the opposite speed to the five people.

In the eyes of the dry cloud, the mans flashed, and immediately flew high, avoiding the sword of the element that struck, and then turned into a white afterimage, and flashed toward the sword dust.

Under the four Pingyang Kingdoms, the Sky Master is weak, and there is no time to dodge. In desperation, I have to use the ground-level combat skills again and again, and hit the sword of the fire element.

With a loud bang, the four elements of the sword were broken and turned into a sky, and the flames of the sky swept the sky, instantly inundating the four sky priests.

In the next moment, the four wolverine figures flew out of the sea of ​​fire. Their bodies were covered with the shield formed by the power of the Holy Spirit. The injury was not serious, but the face was paler, but there were two weakest people. The flesh that was blown up before was blurred, and the clothes were burned out.

"Damn, how strong is his strength, just the sword of the condensed fire element makes us almost unable to stand up, and at least there is also the power of the five-turned sage."

"Hell, the power of the wind element that he used to fly in the air, how can he control the power of the fire now?"

"The strength of that kid is too strong. He is definitely an old man who has been practicing for a long time."

"Is he the second Changyang ancestor, the strength is so powerful, the same as the sky sage, we are all five people difficult to host."

The four sky priests of the Pingyang Kingdom were all shocked by the strength of the sword dust. The four of them joined the dry cloud of the dry kingdom and did not even take advantage of it.

"Death!" The dry cloud has come to the front of Jian Chen, and the long sword in his hand has spurred the eyebrows of Jian Chen with strong energy fluctuations.

Jian Chen face sneer, a very pure purple green sword instantly shot from the right hand, and then stabbed the sword with the strength of the flesh alone, resisting the attack of dry clouds.

The original strength of Ziqing Jianqi is very pure, almost become a solid body, and touched with the dried long sword, even effortlessly put the long sword in the dry hand out of a gap of two fingers.

The sacred soldier was damaged, the dry cloud suffered a major trauma, and immediately spurted a blood, and then looked at the sword in his hand, his face was an incredible look.

The sword dust movement did not stop because of this, and the original strength of the purple-green sword spirit was once again pierced, and the energy shield formed by the force of the Holy Spirit was easily broken, and the head of the dry stem was stabbed.

"What power is this?" The dry cloud was shocked and stunned, and the body immediately tilted to dodge.

The original strength of Ziqing Sword Spirit is almost wiped by the head of the dry cloud. Although he escaped a fatal blow, his left arm was smashed by the origin of Ziqing Sword Spirit, blood as a fountain, from the air. Sprinkle, fragile like tofu.

The dry cloud screamed, and it endured the severe pain. The body immediately pulled up, and it flew up to the height of the kilometer in the blink of an eye. Then the eyes looked at the pure and pure purple sword in the hands of Jian Chen, and the heart was horrified. No, "What power is that, it is so powerful, and destroyed my sacred soldiers."

Jian Chen’s eyes were gloomy, and the whole body exuded a strong killing rush from below, and he was chasing after the dry clouds.