Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

"boom............"

Criss-crossing, densely packed with canine teeth, the edge of the magic sword, with the weeping rain lore, the roaring sword light in the wind, full of endless violence, kept hitting the stormy waves in front of you, the most fierce confrontation, the most violent. The fierce sword fight, in the blink of an eye, turned into a desperate battle of life and death, and the flames were burning high in the wind.

"Dao Jian Wuji!"

The fierce confrontation aroused the fighting spirit hidden in Tian Luozi's body. I saw a loud shout in his mouth, and he turned around at will, and the waves in front of him were surging and turbulent for a moment, and suddenly, a series of fierce sword lights were derived. , carrying the power of heaven and earth, roaring through the night sky, and heading straight for the magic sword to counterattack.

"The wind sword goes invisible!"

Facing Tianluo Zidao Jian Tianwei, Mo Liujian's black clothes turned white, turned into wind marks, and his feet suddenly touched the ground. In an instant, the figure was like light and electricity, and the speed changed and the speed increased, which was equally incredible.

In the blink of an eye, the wind whistled, and the figure of the wind mark appeared out of thin air at a distance of dozens or hundreds of feet. Immediately, his other foot suddenly touched the ground, the figure flashed, and he moved forward again, crossing the incoming sharp sword light. The cold light of the long sword in his hand suddenly appeared, like a howling gust of wind, and pointed straight to Tian Luozi's throat.

"Um~~~~"

With a groan, Tian Luozi's eyes suddenly showed a bit of strangeness, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "It's just a sword incarnation, with a little residual instinct, it can actually play to this extent. , Moliu Sword Wind Scar, it's really an expected opponent!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a burst of holy energy from his body. In an instant, like a stormy sea, five fingers clenched, and the force urged, hovering in front of him at will, the sword edge trembled, and suddenly a burst of high Changming.

"Zheng......"

The holy energy surged, and the sword screamed, like the immortal Buddha who was addicted to the mortal world.

"Ding............."

The 483 marks of the wind attacked a sword, the center of the sword ridge, and the two swords collided for a moment, and suddenly a crisp sound of gold and iron collided, and then the sparks that exploded were extinguished in the explosion of holy energy.

The saint, the swordsman, the sword of the Tao, the sword in the wind, the majesty of the Taoist sword, the invisible sword of the wind, two people, two swords, the sword fight of life and death intertwined in the wind, reached the top in a blink of an eye.

"Remnant Wind Sword Shadow!"

He stepped on the ground, and the figure of Wind Zhixian flashed, and in mid-air, he quickly drew out several afterimages, and instantly avoided the edge of the unwillingness, and wanted to win the enemy, but Tian Luozi had been prepared for a long time. Do not want to swing in the palm of the hand, the sharp sword edge, straight up without showing weakness, the clashing sword light flies, the shadows are woven into the wind to kill, the afterimage sword light, covering the world, really like a gust of wind, swept away quickly. .

"Four elephants mixed yuan."

"Yin-yang reversal."

"Cold water and raging tide cover thousands of mountains!"

In the chaotic sword light, Tian Luozi pushed to the top, and with a long whistle, he turned his hands in any direction he wanted, and cut the wrong shadow of the sharp sword in the wind, with the stormy waves and roaring waves, and his sword broke through the air. , for a moment.......death!

In the face of Tian Luozi's powerful sword, the wind mark incarnation of Sword Intent did not show the slightest fear. He saw the Mo Liu sword swirling rapidly in his palm, like a whistling wind, and what was blowing in the wind was the purest. Sword Intent, almost unimaginable, rolled up the boundless hot rock flow, but condensed countless cold ice crystals.

"Sword, magic flow!"

In the eyes, the bursting fierce divine light, in the palm of the hand, the bursting fierce sword light, endlessly fierce and sharp, whistling in the wind, a sword, the wind!

Extreme extreme, extreme!

The saint who has reached the top, the arrogant swordsman, the ultimate sword, is victory or defeat, life and death. In the night of the secret realm of trials, there are only two galloping sword lights left, roaring in the wind. The summit match, who wins and who loses?Wonderful plot, all in the next chapter...............

Episode 746: The Sword-Powerful Monster Yuan Bahuang!

Fengjian Tower, Trial Realm!

At night, in the wind, the swords roared, and the fierce battle had reached the critical moment of life and death.

The demonic current of the Wind Scar opened the front, and in the roaring wind, Tian Luozi swayed the holy sword, powerful mountains and rivers, the last blow confrontation, in the burst of bright sword light, the layers of air waves surged, causing the two of them to collapse. retreat.

"Uh.........."

After all, it is just an incarnation of sword intent. No matter how strong the strength is, it is ultimately limited. Facing the impact of this force that surpassed the limit, the Wind Mark immediately retreated several dozen feet away, his body trembled, and his breath instantly attenuated a few points.

"Uh..........."

The same muffled groan came from Tian Luozi's mouth. Although his cultivation base has advanced rapidly, his attainments in kendo are still incomparable to those of the Demon Sword Wind Scar. In this confrontation, he was also not lightly injured. , Several sword wounds were drawn on his body, and blood was gushing out in an unstoppable spring. For a time, the whole person was red with blood.

"Ha ha ha ha.............."

There is no anger, not only is there no anger, but Tian Luozi's mouth can't help but let out a burst of laughter: "Okay, very good, really good, this.... The pinnacle of kendo that I seek!"

"Later, your sword...not bad!"

The incarnation of Sword Intent seems to have spirituality, like a real person, staring at Tian Luozi and sighing: "But unfortunately, you are not a pure swordsman, this is your luck and your greatest misfortune. , you with an impure sword heart, you are destined to be difficult to reach the top......"

"is it?"

Without waiting for Wind Zhihen to finish speaking, Tian Luozi snorted coldly, and then replied undeniably: "You have your peak, I have mine, why do you think that I am not as good as you! "

At the moment when the voice fell, he saw the holy aura surging around him, covering the surroundings, and the space suddenly changed.

Saint, Saint!

The saint who was reborn in Bodhi first appeared in the holy way, the holy realm, and he could do whatever he wanted. When Tianluozi swung his sword for a moment, the edge of the sword was full of endless holy energy, condensing thousands of sword lights, and suddenly merged into a giant sword. The river, whistling straight to the Wind Scar swallowed.

“Drink~~~.”~”

At the moment of crisis, for a moment of life-threatening, Wind Zhihen was stunned, and he was about to fight back, but he never thought about it.

"Zheng......"

Accompanied by a high-pitched sword cry, the Moliu Sword trembled, and a terrifying sword intent suddenly appeared on the Wind Zhihen. In an instant, the surrounding void was distorted and changed, and in the dark night, a piece of life evolved. In the misty starry sky, thousands of stars flickered and radiated dazzling light.

Suddenly!

The entire starry sky trembled, and hundreds of millions of starlights disappeared in an instant. The entire starry sky seemed to collapse in an instant. In the endless darkness, a pure sword intent slowly escaped from Wind Zhihen. The body is the center, and it spreads out in all directions in an instant.

It was a sword intent that was almost condensed into a substance. It continued to vibrate, spreading waves and scattering around, and even the air was stirred. A ripple visible to the naked eye quickly spread in the air, oscillating like a roar of yin wind. It seems to be breaking through the air and screaming.

"boom............"

The terrifying sword intent, like a turbulent sea, slammed into it frantically, traversing the void in front of him, and the dazzling river of swords that came raging collapsed instantly.

This sword intent is too pure and too domineering. It seems to want to destroy everything that stands in front of it, and its power is unbelievable.

The mighty Jianhe shattered for a moment, Tian Luozi's body was shocked, and there was an incredible surprise in his eyes. At the moment, he quickly flipped the sword edge and stuck to the holy realm.

The starry sky of the Sword Region, the ups and downs of all ages!

Boundless holy realm, Daojian succeeds!

The battle situation that changed in an instant, the unpredictable variables, at this moment, finally pushed the battle situation to a new peak, and the beacon fire that filled the sky and the ground ignited in anger at this moment.

"Om..."

The sound of violent sword cries came endlessly. Inside the Sword Sealing Tower, all the swords were shaking. The magic night listened to the sword, the ghost blade Xiken, and many swordsmen who participated in the trial, all of them. They all felt uneasy for a while, and then they all found that the swords in their hands were trembling constantly, as if there was something that they couldn't help but feel fear and awe of.

At the very center of this boundless sword intent, Wind Zhihen's body suddenly cracked, and then, a vague phantom appeared, and two terrifying divine lights appeared in his eyes. , These are two terrifying eyes, no emotion, no love, no hate, only pureness belonging to the sword!

"Jianzhi is sincere but strange, and the peak of dust is not surprising."

"What is there at the end of the sword? One word can be strange in one's life."

The name of Lang Ranshi, echoing the world, the legend of kendo that appeared after the wind's scar...... The sword-capable monster Yuan Bahuang, the first sword intent, I saw him raise his hands, seal Almost all the swords in the sword tower were summoned by a kind of terror and moved spontaneously.

"Zheng......"

Not only the swords without masters, but even those who have masters, at this moment, are trembling and struggling. Flying in the air.

Although it is just an incarnation of sword intent, in the blink of an eye, there are still thousands of swords of different sizes, lengths, and shapes, all coming from the sky. A terrifying sword formation was formed, and the sword air flowed and whistled, densely covering all the surrounding spaces.

"'~Hmm~~~~"

"This is?"

Tian Luozi couldn't help but be taken aback, but he never thought that the incarnation of the sword intent left by the capable sword monster Yuan Bahuang was even more powerful than the scar of the demonic sword. Saint Yuan urges fortune to reach an unprecedented peak, boundless holy realm, and domain expansion.

"Boom rumble......"

The same powerful and unparalleled sword intent slammed into the void in all directions. Behind Tian Luozi, a huge Bodhi tree rose to the sky, and the branches and leaves swayed, blooming with boundless holy light.

"Drink~~~"

With a long shout, he swallowed the great wasteland, and Tian Luozi's body burst out with an unprecedented powerful force. Whatever his heart desires, he transports the sword like a god, and the sword is like a mountain.

"Four elephants kill the gods!"

"Xunfeng Fury!!"

The true biography from the way of heaven, Tian Luo Zi first appeared to kill the gods, and suddenly, I saw hurricanes all over him, madly gathering, and in a blink of an eye, they gathered into a tornado column, rising from the ground, straight up to nine days, affecting nine days The situation changed, and at a glance, the sky appeared a vision, like the word doomsday.

"boom..........."

With a sword of slaying the gods, the hurricane formed a line, turning into an invincible sword beam, slashing the mountains and slashing the mountains, the sword energy was fierce and invincible, and in an instant, it had broken through the infinite void, bringing the most extreme gods and demons to kill tribulations!

Extremely, extremely, the sword sound in the Fengjian Tower is urgent!

Fang Fu defeated Tian Luozi, who was incarnated by the sword intent of Moliu Jianfengzhi, and when he met the capable sword monster Yuanbahuang incarnation of the sword intent again, in this unprecedented peak sword art, who will be the loser under the sword?Wonderful plot, all in the next chapter......

Episode 747: A sword lifts the sky, and Tianluo Town is a wasteland!

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Extremely extreme, beacon fire urgent!

The sword in Fengjian Pagoda is in a hurry!

Eyes are like swords, people are like sharp swords, and he holds a sword in his hand. He saw Yuan Bahuang, the sword-powered monster waving his hand, and thousands of stars flickered. In the vast sword field, hundreds of thousands of swords suspended around him. Turning, thousands of swords flowed and shot, filling every corner of his body.

The sword of the gods, the robbery of Xunfeng, is as fast as a flash of light, as fast as lightning, in the blink of an eye, it traverses the void, and when it comes to the front, immediately where the eyes are directed, and the line of sight reaches, He sees the Xunfeng sword light splitting in the air, It turned into ten thousand cyan sword energy, and launched the most intense offensive around the entire Eight Desolate Sword Region.

"ding ding ding dong ……"

Accompanied by an extremely dense sound of gold and iron clashing, it is like pearls falling on a jade plate, more like rain hitting bananas, holy realm, sword domain, two points of heaven and earth, holy sword, extreme front, each of which is majestic and does not give way to each other. People, the most intense conflicts, the most extreme sword fights between life and death, and the night sky in the secret realm, all at this time, a strange blood color was caged.

"A sword lifts the sky!"

The cold words, without the slightest emotion, Yuan Bahuang lifted the long sword and swung the sword, as if entering a brand new field of kendo. The thousands of long swords around were like living creatures, and they trembled rapidly. The long sword swirled and turned, and in an instant, it gathered into a giant sword that lifted the sky!

"Zheng......"

The giant sword is in the sky, the boundless sword intent 487 is vast, and the surrounding is full of sword currents, like thunder and lightning, constantly emerging, the light flickers on and off, with the direction of the Yuan Bahuang sword, the momentum is like opening up the world, with a burst of terror The extremely loud whistling tore through the air barrier and slashed straight at Tian Luozi.

"Um~~~~"

"Good come!"

The saint was bloodied, and his heart was horrified, but at the same time, an unprecedented fierce fighting spirit emerged. At the moment, I saw Tian Luozi jumping up and suddenly jumping in the air, surrounded by holy aura, boundless holy realm, At this moment, he was shrunk by his life and turned into a sensible sword curtain, blocking his body.

"boom.............."