Destiny Martial God

In front of the Prince Consort's residence!

Even with the blessing of 30% of the sword luck, with Jianying's cultivation of the eighth-grade peak of Wuwang, he can only exert the strength of the ninth-grade peak of Wuhuang, which is far from being able to challenge Yu Haoran, who has the strength of Wuzun.

Therefore, facing the sophistry of Ta Ling, Xuanyuan just smiled and shook his head, and then he merged into Jianying's body again.

Then, Jianying, who originally had only the eighth-grade peak of Wuwang, quickly broke through the realm of Wuhuang, Wusheng and Wuzun, and finally reached the seventh-grade peak of Wuzun.

"Ta Ling, could it be that Xuanyuan also used the art of possession and the means of soul entering the body to improve Jianying's cultivation and strength." Feeling that Jianying's realm aura was only the seventh-grade peak of Wuzun, Yu Haoran felt very nervous, but his heart was constantly surging with excitement and asked.

"No!"

Shaking his head, Ta Ling explained.

"The art of possession is a secret method created by my tower spirit. I am the only weapon spirit in the world who can perform it. Xuanyuan is overdrawing the original energy of the Xuanyuan Sword to improve Jianying's own cultivation and strength, and then the mind enters the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness to control the body."

After explaining here, the tower spirit suddenly found something wrong, and immediately mobilized the peak state of the divine mind, carefully checked Jianying's current state, and finally shook his head and sighed.

"Xuanyuan is still too arrogant. His soul body barely recovered to the peak of the ninth level of martial honor, and he was eager to leave the reincarnated person who was protected by the rules of heaven."

"Moreover, in order to awaken Jianying's heavenly sword physique, part of the original energy of the Xuanyuan Sword was consumed."

Speaking of this, the tower spirit shifted his sight to Yu Haoran and reminded him with a smile.

"Yu Haoran, if Xuanyuan doesn't want to fall into deep sleep again, then he can only maintain the strength of the peak of the seventh rank of martial honor at most. With your ancestor witch body and the stick magic weapon of the upper grade of the honor realm, you are already capable of challenging Xuanyuan."

"Tower Spirit, what if Xuanyuan uses the original Xuanyuan Sword?"

Yu Haoran, whose excitement had completely replaced his nervousness, asked the last question that made him feel daunted before deciding to challenge Xuanyuan alone.

"When the Xuanyuan Sword comes out, the Domain Tower will appear!" The tower spirit proudly promised.

After receiving the tower spirit's guarantee, Yu Haoran took a deep breath and directly activated the ancestor witch body, and soon turned into a giant with a height of more than 2,000 meters.

At the same time, considering that Xuanyuan was an ancient artifact spirit that existed at the same time as the tower spirit, he must have mastered powerful martial arts and secrets.

So, after transforming into the peak ancestor witch body, he also took the opportunity to activate the ancestor witch's blood secrets, allowing himself to exert the strength of the peak realm.

Perhaps it was because Yu Haoran had recovered his peak state of the ancestor witch body, awakening a trace of the original power in the top-grade stick magic weapon in the realm of honor, which made the magic weapon spirit more excited, and the strength had a tendency to break through.

"Master, I have a set of stick techniques created by the old master. If it is used with the most authentic ancestor witch bloodline, it is not only powerful, but also simple and easy to learn."

Feeling the call of the pure ancestor witch bloodline, the grade of the body is about to be promoted to the top grade of the realm of honor. The spirit of the weapon was extremely excited and excited, and expressed its loyalty more enthusiastically.

"Xuanyuan, if you have the guts, you and I will fight in the void!"

Worried that the aftermath of the battle between him and Xuanyuan would affect the mansion that was built with great difficulty, Yu Haoran flew into the void, and while inviting Xuanyuan to fight, he also ordered the spirit of the weapon.

"Bring it!"

The tower spirit immediately used his divine thoughts to condense the stick martial arts, and quickly merged it into Yu Haoran's sea of ​​consciousness.

It took him only three seconds to completely master this set of stick techniques that were completely suitable for the ancestor witch.

"Starfall!"

As soon as he rushed into the void, Yu Haoran immediately turned around, and then used the falling style to perform the first move of the stick technique he had just obtained, Starfall, and directly blasted towards Jianying who was rushing towards him.

No, to be more precise, it was Xuanyuan!

"Breaking Qi Style!"

Facing the stick technique that was coming at him quickly, Xuanyuan did not panic at all and took out a middle-grade sword weapon in the realm of nobility. With a sword technique he created himself, he easily broke the stick technique martial arts performed by Yu Haoran.

"Qi swallowed the sky!"

Without any emotional changes in his heart because of Xuanyuan's easy cracking of the stick technique, Yu Haoran continued to perform the second stick technique.

"Breaking Stick Style!"

The middle-grade sword weapon in the realm of nobility in his hand was pushed and pulled back, and between passing and picking, it easily knocked away the white stick in Yu Haoran's hand.

However, the difference in the grade of the magic weapon still made Xuanyuan's left hand holding the sword weapon tremble slightly.

"Pear Blossom Rain!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity of getting close to Xuanyuan when the white stick was knocked away, Yu Haoran skipped the last four moves of the stick technique and directly used the last move of the stick technique, which was the most powerful and the most difficult to defend.

Looking at the white stick bombarding like a storm, Xuanyuan took a deep breath, integrated the power of the law he controlled into the middle-grade sword weapon of the realm of honor, and then shouted softly.

"Swallowing mountains and rivers!"

Accompanied by the light shout, the middle-grade sword weapon of the realm of honor with the power of the law quickly rotated and gradually formed a huge vortex emitting purple light.

The stick technique, like a storm, just bombarded the vortex and was diverted by the rotation force formed by the vortex, without posing any threat.

Seeing that the attack of the pear blossom rain stick technique martial arts had no effect, Yu Haoran knew that although he had mastered the stick technique martial arts taught by the spirit of the weapon, he had not yet truly realized the essence of the stick technique.

At this time, he could only exert 70% of the power of the stick martial arts at most, and he did not have the power to defeat Xuanyuan who controlled the law.

Therefore, after quickly retracting the white stick, Yu Haoran soared into the sky, and then used the momentum of falling to perform the stick technique inherited from the Monkey Emperor that he truly mastered.

"A stick to the sky!"

When Xuanyuan felt that the stick martial arts performed by Yu Haoran had both the violent aura of the demon race and a trace of the power fluctuation of the law of destruction, and the power of the stick reached the initial stage of the eighth grade of martial honor, his face could not help but change.

Because he did not expect that Yu Haoran actually mastered such a powerful inherited stick technique.

"Puff...!"

The free right hand hit his chest fiercely, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the middle-grade sword of the honor realm.

Then, Xuanyuan threw the sword directly into the air, and then quickly formed a mark with his ten fingers.

After the mark was integrated into the middle-grade sword of the honor realm, Xuanyuan shouted violently.

"Xuanyuan becomes the emperor!"

Accompanied by Xuanyuan's roar, the middle-grade sword weapon thrown into the air immediately twisted and soon condensed into a middle-aged emperor wearing a dark purple dragon robe, with a more majestic appearance and a crown on his head.

"Xuanyuan!" Looking at the middle-aged emperor condensed by Xuanyuan using a special secret method and a middle-grade sword weapon in the realm of honor, the tower spirit said to himself with a trace of admiration in his eyes.