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Jiang Henian turned around and stared at this eighth-grade dragon eel in anger.

He drew his right hand back and placed it on the handle of the knife behind him, ready to draw the knife out!

"Chang~"

The hilt of the knife was just pulled up by a centimeter, and the extremely powerful torrent of spiritual power erupted like a volcano!

A clearer and colder knife sound, resounding throughout the world, the wind and clouds vibrated!

This eighth-grade dragon eel was taken aback by Jiang Henian's actions, and he subconsciously exploded back several hundred meters. The thief was running fast!

As everyone knows, Jiang Henian, the vice president of Nanhai University, is known as the "Sword of Nanhai" and the "Sword God of Nanhai"!

A sword skill, superb, unparalleled power!

The sword fights the universe, the sword smashes the world, extremely powerful!

It was by virtue of his superb knife skills that Jiang Henian was able to fight against the eighth-rank Fei Wuji, and thus became the vice-principal's throne!

Otherwise, Jiang Henian would be far behind with the seventh-grade Yuhai Master cultivation base!

In the air, this eighth-grade dragon eel looked at Jiang Henian with horror. This old human race was already so powerful just by palm.

Then use the legendary sword technique, and the power is even more infinite!

This is also the reason why it was so scared and burst back hundreds of meters!

"Humph," Jiang Henian returned the knife back to the scabbard as soon as the eighth grade dragon eel was running away.

At the same time, he took out a handful of pill from his arms, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and snorted coldly: "You are the blood of waste, disdain to defile my sword!"

"Kill you, just use my second most powerful palm technique!"

Fei Wuji in the distance heard Jiang Henian's violent shout, and he was speechless for a while!

because……

Jiang Henian, a rogue, doesn't know how to use swordsmanship at all!

He was pretending and bluffing from the beginning!

The reason was that he Fei Wuji was called the "Sword of Nanda" and the "Sword God of South China Sea". Jiang Henian was upset, so he made another sword god.

At first, Jiang Henian just thought it was funny, but after the misrepresentation, his name of "Sword God" gradually spread, even more famous than his Thousand-Hand Guanyin.

Even when he discovered that his "title" was also circulating among the monster race, the old coin suddenly got bad thoughts.

At the beginning, he praised and promoted his sword skills in public from time to time, and other people really thought he was unparalleled in sword skills.

And every time he goes to war, he must also carry an extremely powerful sword behind him, as if he is afraid of not knowing that he is using a sword...

There are very few people who know the secret of Jiang Henian, and since this matter is beneficial to the human race, everyone will tacitly not reveal it.

Sure enough, now, there is a good miraculous effect immediately!

"Trash, come on, come on!"

Standing in the void, Jiang Henian roared at the eighth-grade dragon eel in front of him, raging with anger, his eyes widened, like a ghost crawling out of hell!

However, with a dry roar on his mouth, Jiang Henian's body remained motionless...

And just in his dry roar, the large amount of spiritual power originally consumed in his body was quickly recovering.

The powerful physique of the warrior also played a huge role at this time. The wounds stopped bleeding and gradually healed.

Those who can cultivate to the eighth rank are not fools.

At this time, this 8-Rank Dragon Eel seems to gradually see something wrong...

It had a pair of animal eyes wrinkled tightly, looking at Jiang Henian on the opposite side, it seemed that something was wrong.

However, it is a fact that Jiang Henian killed Longcha within a short period of time just now, so this eighth-grade dragon eel was also a bit rattled for a while and hesitated.

but……

The situation at this time was that the Dragon Eel Demon Race had the upper hand, and the Human Race had only a few dozen high-grade powerhouses, while the Dragon Eel Demon Race had a hundred or so.

Moreover, the battle of the high-grade powerhouse broke out, and the movement was extremely huge.

The King Kong Fish Tribe will soon be attracted by the movement here, and then come to support.

When the time comes, under the attack, dozens of high-grade experts in Yan Country will undoubtedly die!

When this eighth-grade dragon eel thought of this, his heart was instantly settled!

Yes, that's right!

He doesn't need to go forward and desperately, he just needs to entangle this Nanhai Sword God and wait for the support to come!

It only takes a few minutes, there is no need to test the knife with your body, risk with your own life, after all, it is extremely difficult to cultivate to this point!

After thinking about this eight-stage dragon eel, three minutes passed quickly.

As soon as three minutes arrived, the large amount of spiritual power that Jiang Henian had consumed had already been replenished.

The body that was originally bleak and sluggish immediately reappeared with glittering golden light!

Not far away, Fei Wuji and Enquan, subconsciously looked to this side, and shook their heads involuntarily. Another strong demon clan was crippled...

"boom!"

Jiang Henian's state was restored, and his body suddenly burst into an astonishing light of spiritual power.

When the body moved, the whole body was shining golden, and it burst out at this eighth-grade dragon eel like a glaring King Kong!

This eighth-grade dragon eel looked shocked when he saw the light bursting out of Jiang Henian's body!

"How... how is it possible?"

"You are only seventh-rank, why did you step into the martial artist's eighth-rank golden body?"

"Because I am your uncle!" Jiang Henian roared, flashing in front of this eighth-grade dragon eel, and another spiritual martial skill Thousand-Hand Guanyin smashed down!

This 8-Rank Dragon Eel couldn't avoid it, and was ready to take it.

However, as soon as he touched, he saw Jiang Henian put his right hand on the handle of the knife behind him again.

This 8-rank dragon eel immediately changed its complexion, did not dare to hold on, and quickly retreated again!

However, when it retreated, it immediately fell into a predicament!

The overwhelming palm shadow fell from the sky, like rain hitting bananas, like a waterfall pouring, locking all the corners of its hiding, and madly hitting its body!

"Boom!"

This dragon eel immediately understood Longcha's feelings!

pain!

it hurts!

The scales on it shattered and smashed, and a lot of blood spattered away!

And until then, seeing Jiang Henian exploding with all his strength, the spiritual power in his body almost poured out, and the eighth-grade dragon eel seemed to have suddenly understood something as if he was exerting all his strength!

The human race Yuhaishi's spiritual power is used up and it is waste, and Jiang Henian also has a knife skill at the bottom of the box, so he must leave some spiritual power to use.

However, at this time, Jiang Henian didn't seem to have considered his tricks at all!

The body of this eighth grade dragon eel trembled suddenly, a pair of beast eyes widened, and exclaimed: "You... are you..."

"What are you? I am your uncle!"

Jiang Henian roared fiercely, directly overwhelming the voice of the eighth grade dragon eel.

The spiritual power on his body exploded again, and immediately there was a palm shadow flying down in the air!

This 8-stage dragon eel wailed in pain and was completely overwhelmed by Jiang Henian's palms.

Soon, a cloud of blood burst out from the sky.

This eighth grade dragon eel, following in the footsteps of Longcha, died!

...

at the same time.

Other people's battles are also frantically fighting.

At this time, Fei Wuji, the president of Nanhai University, flew directly towards the four 8-Rank Dragon Eels.

And halfway through his flight, a black and white robe on his body suddenly showed a lifelike Tai Chi picture.

Then the next moment, Fei Wuji's figure was blurred for a while, and then, it was split into two, and there was another "Fei Wuji" beside him!

That appearance, it looks as if it is a clone technique!

After these two Fei Wuji appeared, the black and white clothes on his body turned into a solid color.

A Fei Wuji was wearing a pure white robe with two large black characters written on it: Killing.

The second Fei Wuji was wearing a pure black robe, with three large white characters written on it: Quit killing.

Fei Wuji, a white robe with the word "killing" written on him, had an angry face, his eyes widened, his pupils were blood-red, and he roared up to the sky with an expression that he could not wait to destroy the entire world.

On the other hand, Fei Wuji, a black robe with the words "Quit Killing", has a kind face on his body, his eyes are squinted, his pupils are clear, and he has a gentle expression of loving the world.

"Spirit Skill: Tai Chi Diagram!"

Fei Wuji, with a kindly smile on his face, drank softly, and suddenly under the four-headed eighth-grade dragon eel in front of him, a huge Tai Chi picture suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Invisible walls were formed on the boundary of the Taiji diagram. The four-headed eight-stage dragon eel wanted to jump out of the Taiji diagram for the first time, but it directly hit the invisible wall.

"Spirit: Yin and Yang swim fish!"

Fei Wuji, who was kind-faced, gave a low drink again, and immediately two swimming fishes, one white and one black, came out of the two light spots in the middle of the Taiji diagram, and then pounced on the four-headed eighth-grade dragon eel in the formation. Go!

On the other side, Fei Wuji, who was full of anger, roaring up to the sky, and holding two swords in both hands, rushed into the Tai Chi picture.

Suddenly, the benevolent Fei Wuji maintained the formation and controlled the yin and yang swimming fish, while the angry Fei Wuji was the main killer. With the cooperation of the three, the effect of 1+2 was greater than 3, and the four-headed eight-stage dragon eel The fight was defeated, and blood was gradually seen!

Those human masters and dragon eel experts who met Fei Wuji's method for the first time were all looking at the scene in shock, and they didn't know what immortal method it was for a while!

On the other side.

Enquan, the vice president of Nanhai University, also flew towards the two eighth-grade dragon eels.

Seeing Enquan, these two 8-Rank Dragon Eels dared to challenge their 8-Rank, their mouths were full of disdain and chuckles.

Below the same rank, because the monster race has a tyrannical body, the monster race is generally slightly better.

Now this Enquan, who had never heard of the name, was actually preparing to deal with the two of them one by one, and he was still at the seventh rank and the eighth rank. The two eels only felt ridiculous.

But in the next moment, when a spirit beast flew out of Enquan's Dantian Linghai, the two eighth-grade dragon eels were silent!

The other human masters and dragon eel experts who were paying attention to the fighting situation here were also silent collectively!

"Shi...Shi Chess Turtle!"

"What is the origin of this guy? Why does he own an S-class spirit beast, Shiqi Turtle?"

After summoning his own spirit beast ~www.readwn.com~ En Quan's appearance changed drastically.

The original facial features became black hair, white eyebrows, black clothes and white pupils.

Looking at Enquan's almost pure white pupils, the two 8-Rank Dragon Eels immediately trembled, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze!

Enquan slowly spoke, and slowly said with an indifferent voice: "Spirit skill, bad chess game!"

"Om!"

The spirit skills were activated, and the two 8-rank dragon eels immediately plunged into a huge chessboard.

The surrounding air became very viscous, and the two-headed eighth stage dragon eels seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and became difficult to move.

At this time, Enquan and the Shiqi Turtle in front of him had no effect at all, and quickly entered the chessboard!

In less than a moment, the two eighth-rank dragon eels in the Lanke chess game are dead!

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