Sword Stirs the World

In the eyes of others, Shen Jianxin and the elder of the Wuling clan did not start fighting. They were just in a tense confrontation.

But in essence, the battle between the two has begun.

Two if the essence of the mental force has spread to the void, and hard hit together.

The elder of the Wuling clan stretched out a dry arm and pinched it with his fingertips. As his movements took shape, he released a terrible spell, which was instantly transmitted to Shen Jianxin.

Shen Jianxin's chest began to fluctuate violently, and his heart was pounding, and the faster he jumped, as if he was controlled by a spell, like a runaway wild horse.

Not only the Miao people around were surprised, but Shen Jianxin himself was surprised.

The power manipulated by the opponent is neither the internal force nor the vitality of heaven and earth. It is similar to the power of spirit, but different from the power of spirit. It is the result of mixing the power of spirit with some kind of magic.

If the opponent is a pure warrior and has not yet cultivated the spirit, even if he is in the secret realm of supernatural power, he will have to suffer a big loss for fear of being caught off guard.

Fortunately, Shen Jianxin had the experience on the dragon and tiger mountain. He had a good understanding of the power of the spirit. After a little thought, he understood the mystery of this spell.

Shen Jianxin uses the skill of dragon and tiger mountain's esoteric meditation to make the star power in his body flow at a high speed, forming a star power vortex in the lower abdomen's elixir field, and immediately sucks every bit of the magic that binds him, restoring his action power.

Shen Jianxin was about to give a hard hand, but the elder's voice came from the sea.

"The little Heavenly Master is in the top, and the Wuling clan is oppressed by the holy lotus sect. They can't do anything for the tiger. I hope the little Heavenly Master can help us!"

Shen Jianxin frowned and didn't completely believe the old man, but then the fatal blow slowed down.

In an instant, the elder of the Wuling clan, who was standing opposite Shen Jianxin, suddenly changed his face from red to pale. Then the light in his eyes quickly faded, and the whole person was depressed. All of a sudden, he seemed to be aging for decades.

"Damn it, it's an old drama bone! I'm full of drama Shen Jianxin said with a smile.

I didn't really do it just now, but the elder was as if he had been seriously injured and would soon die. No one could see the miserable appearance.

At the beginning, Yuan Qingyi was still smiling. Suddenly he saw the great elder's tragedy and was stunned.

"You, what's the matter with you?" Yuan Qingyi was shocked. He looked like a ghost and asked repeatedly.

The elder's face was white, and he stepped back in a hurry. He was angry and said, "I've tried my best! I'm not his opponent, because he's a good Taoist

This can't even see how the other side defeated the elder. Yuan Qingyi was a little flustered.

The other people around him were even more confused and suspicious.

Shen Jianxin hooked his little finger to Yuan Qingyi and said with a smile, "it's your turn! If you don't have the ability to win, you are ready to die! "

Although he reached a consensus with the elder for the time being, Shen Jianxin didn't completely relax his vigilance. After all, he didn't know whether what the other side said was true or false, and after all, it was an opportunity for him to fight with his strength.

If it was not for his strength to subdue the elder, I'm afraid the old man would not be a good scapegoat, and he would never keep his hand on the weak.

Yuan Qingyi soon calmed down from the temporary confusion, but he laughed.

"I have no dirty shield in my hand. I'm good at conquering the people of the three religions. If I can subdue the Wuling clan, I will naturally be able to deal with you, a rampant Taoist." Yuan Qingyi said with a smile.

Zhang Yan said to one side secretly that Shen Jianxin was in the other side's mouth. How could she become a Taoist again?

In Yuan Qingyi's eyes, this young man can defeat the great elder of the Wuling clan, and the two fight invisibly, relying on his profound Taoism.

This young man has the body of Vajra and profound Taoism. She can't think of any other family that can cultivate such evil except the Taoist on Dragon and tiger mountain.

She is one of the few top-quality spiritual soldiers in the holy lotus sect. She specializes in conquering the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, so she is full of confidence.

"Yes? Then try it! " Shen Jianxin's voice did not fall, his feet suddenly made a force, and two deep footprints appeared on the ground.

With this sudden force, Shen Jianxin's body, like a shell, flew at Yuan Qingyi.

The distance between them was less than three Zhang, and this one came to each other immediately.

Shen Jianxin knows that this woman's prismatic shield is strange, so he doesn't plan to give her a chance to attack. He wants to fight fast and clean up the opponent in the shortest time.

Just as Shen Jianxin flies forward, Yuan Qingyi smiles instead of being surprised.

Her hands of no dirty shield suddenly out of hand, active shot to Shen Jianxin.

The shield was spinning at high speed, whining in mid air, cutting the air.

Shen Jianxin didn't give in and clapped his palms to the front of the shield.

Peng! The palm force hit the shield hard, but the feeling of the tentacle was rather strange.

This shield is not made of gold or wood. It's soft, but it's very tough.

The strength of Shen Jianxin's palm was absorbed by the long shield, and he didn't stop it.

The long shield continued to rotate at a high speed, while the man hiding under the shield looked at the gap fiercely and stabbed a dagger into Shen Jianxin's lower abdomen.

The lower abdomen skin is slightly cool, and before the dagger hits, Shen Jianxin already feels the meaning of killing.

In the middle of the air, Shen Jian's heart was calm in the face of danger. As he yelled, his arms stretched out again and pressed his palms on the shield.

The palm of his hand immediately sent a great force of rotation, and Shen Jianxin used this force to twist his waist. Along the direction of the shield's rotation, the whole person also rotated several times and ejected in time.

The young man and the long shield are separated as soon as they touch each other. The man and the shield are separated in two ways, rotating and separating at the same time. The picture is full of strength and beauty, and it looks very harmonious.

Yuan Qingyi's insidious assassination naturally disappeared.

However, she didn't look very disappointed. Instead, she shrank back under the shield and looked elated.

Shen Jianxin flew back in mid air. Seeing the woman's expression, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The blow just now was obviously equal, no one took much advantage of it, but why did the other side show that expression?

It's late, it's fast! From the whirling shield, a fist sized light spot suddenly appeared.

With the rotation of the shield, the spot became more and more dazzling. Finally, it turned into a white light and shot at Shen Jianxin.