Sword Stirs the World

By this time, Shen Jianxin had been struggling with his indomitable will, but he believed that Wei Zhongxian was no better.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in Shen Jianxin's mind, a figure that was different from the current situation of the war.

Wanyan Peifeng, the military adviser of Nuzhen, was once Shen Jianxin's great enemy, but later he became a close friend who never showed his identity, but had been intimate with each other for a long time.

Shen Jianxin remembers the situation when Wanyan Peifeng and himself were fighting against the blood devil on the blood tooth island at that time.

At that time, it was also like this situation. The opponent was so strong that he could hardly defeat him. Wanyan Peifeng took out the spirit of sacrificing his life to defeat the blood devil.

Vaguely, Shen Jianxin seems to have grasped something.

Suddenly, Shen Jianxin's heart was pounding and ready to move.

If I guess correctly, maybe this method is also applicable to Wei Zhongxian.

He has no weakness, which means that the whole body is weak! In fact, fire eye magic power has no error, it just tells me how to fight in another way!

Thinking about this, Shen Jianxin's heart suddenly brightened, and suddenly had a plan.

"Wei Zhongxian! Your time is up Shen Jianxin suddenly stood still and yelled.

Wei Zhongxian in white showed disdain on his face and said haughtily, "it's up to you?"

Although they stopped fighting for the time being, their air engines were still entangled in the air.

In this state of air engine entanglement, as long as any party has a change, the other party will automatically generate an induction immediately, and continue to fight.

At the moment, they were standing in front of the camp of Chuang Wang army.

Tens of thousands of horses in the camp could see this scene clearly, and their eyes shot out of the barracks, full of curiosity or fear.

The same person, the same martial arts, why those two people can be so strong?

The six realms of martial arts, including breaking armor, refining bones, dominating the body, inborn, supernatural power, and seizing longevity, were just like a child's play in front of the two men. If such hegemonic figures were put on the battlefield to fight, it would be a nightmare for all soldiers.

For the senior officers in the army, the present war is not just a struggle between rivers and lakes, but determines the direction for the future of the army, whether to continue to be a puppet in the shadow of the holy lotus religion, or to break out of a new world from now on, so as to achieve the true Wang Tu industry with the king in charge.

Thousands of people's minds, all kinds of, are tied to the ultimate battle outside the camp.

"Wei Zhongxian, I already know the weakness of Wulou! You lost Shen Jianxin's arms were flat and said lightly.

Wei Zhongxian burst out laughing and said sarcastically: "it's up to you? This seat is right here, waiting for you to break it! "

After that, Wei Zhongxian was shocked, and his crystal armor was even brighter. The power of heaven and earth was all over his body, as if God had come down to earth.

Shen Jianxin shakes his head and strides to Wei Zhongxian with calm face.

He didn't have any momentum, just like a leisurely walk, just walked by.

Wei Zhongxian looks dignified, trying to absorb the vitality of the world, to strengthen his crystal armor to the extreme, he has no patience, want to win.

Tens of thousands of people in the camp watched the crystal armor on Duke Wei's body, and suddenly there was an unexpected change.

It was originally a crystal armor of Ming Guang armor style. After Wei Zhongxian's continuous injection of power, its shape changed dramatically.

First of all, the shoulder part gradually extended, and turned into two crystal angles, which made it more powerful and terrible.

Then, the armor of all the key positions was thickened, and the patterns were simple and mysterious, which contained unimaginable energy. It was even more ferocious and terrifying for Wei Zhongxian.

Wei Zhongxian in white now looks like a demon God from ancient times. He is murderous.

In contrast, Shen Jianxin is more and more ordinary. He is a scholar like boy, with a little curious innocent smile on his face, just like a boy next door holding a Book of poetry.

The distance between the two people is getting closer and closer, almost as long as you reach out, you will touch each other.

"Are you going to die?" From the crystal armor came the sharp voice of Wei Zhongxian in white.

Shen Jianxin shook his head with a smile and said, "in fact, you are very poor, because you are nothing."

"Go to hell and teach again!" Wei Zhongxian made a big blow, and the whole person seemed to be driven by the force of the fist and flew straight to Shen Jianxin.

This time, Shen Jianxin did not avoid, let the other side blow in his chest.

With his arms crossed, Shen Jianxin held Wei Zhongxian's wrist tightly.

Two people fly back at the same time, because the strength of this fist is too big, even the air is constantly sending out the sound of shock and explosion, resounding everywhere.

Shen Jianxin's mouth was full of blood, then his eyes and nose were full of blood.

This time, two people's strength has not spent skillfully to spell together, only has one result, the strength is strong wins.

Wei Zhongxian laughed and showed his crazy state.

Because he knows very well that the boy surnamed Shen has no idea what he's mad about. He's actually fighting head-on with himself. He's always absorbing the power of heaven and earth. The crystal armor can increase his fighting power several times. In this situation, Shen Jianxin will surely die.

Wei Zhongxian input power crazily, while operating the heaven and earth forces, forming a powerful force of sucking and swallowing in his whole body. If he wants to win, he will never let Shen Jianxin have the chance to incarnate in blood fog or escape stealthily.

Shen Jianxin's face was full of blood. He looked very embarrassed.

Seeing this, all the generals in the camp suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley.

It's a thousand li's error to compete with the masters. Shen Jianxin is already miserable. If this is the case, where is the chance to turn over?

Although Shen Jianxin was bleeding from his seven orifices, he was still smiling. In Wei Zhongxian's eyes, the smile was extraordinarily penetrating.

"The heaven and the earth are infinite, the extremes of things will be reversed, the road is boundless, and the situation will be better! In fact, there are many methods, just because they are unexpected or dare not use. As long as you look at the problem from a different angle, you will find that you have a whole new world. "

"Oh, sorry, I'm preaching again!" Shen Jianxin said with a smile.

Although he did not look like he could win, he successfully made Wei Zhongxian feel vigilant and increased his efforts.

In the final analysis, the wuliuzhenjing practiced by Wei Zhongxian is just a word to seize the nature of heaven and earth, and make up for the deficiency.

Therefore, he can not only absorb the power of heaven and earth, but also be familiar with his opponent's power.

Moreover, Shen Jianxin's martial arts are of the same origin with him, and he has no worries about sucking and swallowing.

The energy conversion between the two is very intense. Shen Jianxin's whole body is red, while Wei Zhongxian's is white, and his crystal armor can't stop breathing energy.

Shen Jianxin not only did not resist, but accelerated the opening of his own energy, a bone brain all into Wei Zhongxian's body.

Wei Zhongxian was very happy at first, but he soon responded.

"You want to do the opposite? Why don't you blow me up? " Wei Zhongxian said angrily.

Shen Jianxin doesn't talk much any more. He just devotes his energy to the opponent's body.

"No way! It doesn't matter if I miss my real body, even if I swallow you up! " Wei Zhongxian laughed.

Without leakage, the real body can even breathe in the vitality of heaven and earth. What's more, Shen Jianxin is just a little human. How much energy can he have? Wei Zhongxian's heart was fixed, and he had no doubt any more.