Peerless Conceited Cultivator

Close at hand!

Luo wenkun even felt that the sharp needle was about to shoot into his eyes!

But Luo wenkun is a famous expert in Northern Xinjiang after all. He has his own uniqueness!

With a roar like the roar of a tiger, Luo wenkun firmly tied his feet to the ground, bent and leaned back from the part above his knees, and immediately parallel to the ground!

Iron bridge!

Three bronze needles flew over again!

When Luo wenkun straightened up again, he was already covered in cold sweat, his face was sallow, his beard and hair were messy, and he looked embarrassed!

At this time, the sword also flew into his hand!

This time, the rabbit rises and falls, but in the blink of an eye, the two have had a dangerous fight for several rounds!

In this short fight, their mind is crafty and meticulous, and their extraordinary skills have been fully demonstrated, which can be called a textbook level battle!

Watching Yang traitor in the field, ye Zhentian, Lin tacit and Lu Jiji were full of admiration.

Luo wenkun's skill against the sky is needless to say. They even suspect that they may not be able to win against him!

But what they admire more is Yang traitor!

Yang traitor even hit the Qi sword of the master of Feixuan level with a concealed weapon. How powerful it is! Ye Zhentian believes that Yang traitor is absolutely invincible at least under the xuanjie level!

Another is Yang's amazing fighting consciousness. The round table covers feint and the bronze needle follows. This move is too insidious and effective!

Even if Luo wenkun was in the middle of the Xuan level, he was in a mess. I'm afraid the experts in the early stage of the Xuan level were undoubtedly attacked!

The chicken brother's hand holding the tea cup trembled. The edge of the cup clucked against his teeth. His eyes were full of excitement and worship.

Is this a fairy? The sword can fly around! That sword was going to stab Yang traitor just now. How did it fly out?

Brother chicken can't see clearly at all, but he adores it very much!

"Boy, you are really good. You deserve to fight with all your strength!" but Luo wenkun was plotted by Yang traitor, which stimulated all his fighting consciousness. He felt that his whole body had survived and seemed to be ten years younger in an instant!

"Old and immortal, one foot into the coffin, then go in with both feet!" Yang traitor snorted coldly, full of ridicule.

"Storm sword! Break it for me!" Luo wenkun didn't get angry when Yang traitor humiliated him, but calmly handed out a sword again!

The sword flies away, and the sharp sword light stabs Yang traitor's chest!

The blue and white sword light is as powerful as a rainbow, with the sound of wind and thunder! Roaring and whirling, he rushed to Yang traitor's chest!

The sword was so powerful that the light of the sword shone so big that the banquet hall was cold. The cold killing intention made the surrounding temperature drop suddenly!

A sword just came out, the wind and thunder moved!

A sword comes out, an empty city!

This is the power of an empty city!

Ye Zhentian's faces became dignified again, and his heart was frightened. This sword was more fierce and violent than just now, making people cold all over!

A bronze needle suddenly appeared in Yang traitor's hand.

This time Luo wenkun's pupils suddenly shrunk and saw clearly!

There was no air fluctuation around Yang traitor, but a thin invisible blue light crossed the sky like a meteor!

With a clang, the slender bronze ancient needle collided with his sword, making an enlightening crisp sound and a bright fire, which suddenly bloomed in the air!

At this moment, Luo wenkun's face changed dramatically, even a little pale, his eyebrows frowned tightly, and gave a dull hum, which seemed extremely painful!

Controlling the sword with Qi means that the warrior urges out the true Qi, controls and controls the sword, which is essentially different from the sword of the cultivator who has spirituality and moves with God's knowledge. It consumes a lot of true Qi!

The most important thing is that Zhenqi is the connection between the sword and the warrior. Once the sword is shocked, it will also be transmitted to the warrior through it!

Yang traitor's Bronze ancient needle was very small, like ox hair and a light rain of blue sky. However, at the moment of impact, Luo wenkun even felt that he was cut by a thousand kilogram axe. The tiger's mouth was in severe pain and seemed to crack and collapse blood. His body was shocked, and he was tired and wanted to die in his chest!

What a strong force!

Luo wenkun has been wandering in the Jianghu for decades. After hundreds of big and small fierce fights, he is well-informed. However, he has encountered such a strong physique for the first time!

Luo wenkun's sword, after being hit by an ancient bronze needle, can't rush forward, but it doesn't fall to the ground, but floats and rotates in amazement.

"Kill!"

Sooner or later, all this just happened in the blink of an eye. Luo wenkun raised his eyes, waved his hands together and gave another scold!

On the blue and white sword, those thin invisible gaps suddenly expanded, and the sword was strangely transformed into a thin blade on the trunk road, shooting at Yang traitor!

One for three, three for nine, nine for eighty-one!

Luo wenkun's sword turns into 81!

This scene stunned everyone! I didn't expect Luo wenkun to make this change. It's mysterious and unparalleled. It's impossible to prevent!

"It's time to end! Die!"

Luo wenkun's eyes are as sharp as a knife, murderous, and his fingers dance flexibly. If he plays the piano, he is like a drum and a harp, beating intensively. The real Qi surges out from his fingertips, controlling and pulling 81 green and white swords!

In an instant, the blue and white sword shot like a butterfly, and the birds flew up and down along different tracks.

Many sword pieces even wound around Yang traitor's back, side and head, showing a encirclement trend and a slight meal. Finally, with a sharp light, they attacked and killed Yang traitor!

The wind and rain sword is not only as fast as the wind, but also as chaotic as the rain!

One sword turns into eighty-one sword. If there is a rainstorm, it is the real killing move and profound meaning of this sword technique!

Everyone stared wide and felt dazzled! I can't see clearly! All the people were frightened and cold, and they thought of something——

If I stand in the position of Yang traitor, how can I defend?

For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through the minds of many martial artists, but the final conclusion was - there is no defense, there is no escape!

The sword light was like a meteor, like a rainstorm. It was extremely dangerous. It broke through the sky and attacked Yang traitor. At this moment, everyone's breathing stopped!

At this moment, Yang's rebellious divine sense was brought into full play. As soon as his pupils contracted, everything in front of him became slow, slow, slower, slower——

Until all are still!

A fly one meter away from him lifted his hips and cocked up. It flew quite natural and unrestrained, but it seemed that the movie picture was pressed to pause, motionless and suspended there. The green compound eye was cut in half by the sharp blade!

Ten meters away, Xue Ziqing covered her wide open mouth. Obviously, she was frightened by the sudden change. Looking at Yang traitor, she was all stunned, nervous and concerned!

At the sixth seat, Tong Lingyu and Zhu Xiaoman jumped out with weapons, suspended in the air, but they just couldn't fall to the ground!

At the ordinary guest seat, a guest, who looked like a chicken, was obviously frightened. The tea cup slipped from his hand hit the table. The tea showed a flying posture of teeth and claws in the air, and the bean sized water droplets fluttered in the air, like a lady scattered flowers!

At this moment, Yang's rebellious divine sense was brought into full play. In his eyes, everything in the hall was still, including the 81 small swords flying up and down!

At this moment, Yang traitor almost laughed.

In fact, this gorgeous flying up and down is just because Luo wenkun uses Qi to resist the instability of the sword, which is naturally formed, and he doesn't deliberately do it!

After all, so many small swords can be defeated by clumsiness as long as they are evenly arranged in one piece. Yang traitor is unavoidable!

And now?

There are quite a lot of loopholes in these 81 swords! Yang traitor even saw three loopholes at a glance!

The next moment, Yang traitor kicked his right foot on the ground. In the deafening sound, the floor under his feet cracked inch by inch, and a circle of fine dust rippled around the soles of his feet!

Yang traitor suddenly disappeared from his place!

In Luo wenkun's view, it was just a flower in front of him. Yang traitor rushed out from the complex shadow of the sword. The next moment, he came to his eyes!

He can even clearly see the pores on Yang traitor's face and the dark pupils of Nathan Han!

"Oh!"

Luo wenkun was so frightened that he quickly abandoned his sword and prepared to defend in panic.

At the moment, all his energy and Qi are controlling 81 small swords, which is the moment when his Qi is the weakest. It can be said that his Qi defense is not even as good as a martial artist who has been cultivated in the middle of the Yellow level!

But he didn't even make defensive moves. He just felt that his neck was cold. Yang traitor had taken a Z-shaped position, slipped by his side and stood steadily five meters behind Luo wenkun.

There was a loud clang, and eighty-one swords fell to the ground.

Luo wenkun stood there stupidly, motionless, his eyes gradually widened, and his face full of senile spots was full of amazement and disbelief.

Why didn't Kun move? Is the battle... Over? This is a huge question mark in everyone's mind.

Then the crowd saw a shocking scene——

A thin invisible blood line appeared on Luo wenkun's neck, gradually expanded, and shocking crimson blood flowed out!

"This, how is this possible?" old Kun muttered to himself reluctantly, and his voice was extremely hoarse. It seemed that his throat had been cut off!

Old Kun lowered his head and saw that the blood had flowed to his chest. His eyes widened in an instant. The fear of death grabbed all his body and mind!

He quickly put his hands tightly around the wound on his neck, but the blood still rolled out like a wave!

In less than a minute, Kun fell to the ground. His bloody body twitched violently for a few times, but he didn't move. He couldn't die anymore!

Seeing this scene, the people of zhetien League were shocked. Whether it was Hou Xiao, Ouyang Ying, Zhao Zhiming, or Zhu Xiaoman, Tong Lingyu, the new recruits, all stared at the scene in front of them, and their faces were filled with incredible color!