The Most Powerful Young Man

No matter from which point of view, Dao Zun's behavior is obviously wrong.

So at this time there was a debate with Xiao Yao on this issue, which is definitely not a good thing for him.

Maybe it will affect my mood at this time.

His thoughts are also very simple. Although this incident will cause some bad effects on him, he never thought of letting the other party leave alive.

The swordsman made the sword very fast, and the sword vigorously killed the secret cloth.

Every time a knife falls, strong winds can be set off, and the air waves are soaring, and the white smoke billows down like a long river bursting its bank.

The opponent's sword looked heavy and blunt, but the sword energy formed a powerful energy field, suppressing Xiao Yao forcibly, and there was no way to break through.

Xiao Yao was not in a hurry either, he just chose to deal with the opponent, looking for a breakthrough.

"You didn't have to die before." The sword master said coldly while launching a fierce offensive against Xiao Yao, the sound was like thunder, and it was endless.

He originally thought that as long as Xiao Yao was willing to agree to sell Anwen to him, this matter would end there.

He doesn't need to kill Xiao Yao and bear infamy. Although it is impossible for other immortals to know what happened today, he will leave a layer of dust in his heart. It takes time to clean his Dao heart. It sounds like a trouble. Things.

And the other party doesn't have to die.

It was originally a happy thing for everyone.

But in the fairy world, how can there be so much joy? More, they are all unsatisfactory.

What can he do? He is also very helpless!

So at this time, he especially wanted to pretend. To forcefully say, I am kind, but the heavens don't allow it!

At this time, the sword master once again raised the long sword in his hand, carrying a force of ruining the world and pressing towards Xiao Yao, as if a large army was crossing the border, with a majestic momentum.

Xiao Yao snorted coldly, and a thousand swords light burst out of his body again, pressing towards the opponent.

The face of the sword master changed a little, and he quickly pulled his figure backwards, and at the same time carried the sword aura again, trying to block all the sword shadows outside, his body couldn't help backing, and the speed became faster and faster.

Xiao Yao carried the Spring Autumn Sword in his hand and slew towards the opponent.

"Special, I want to grab Laozi's mount, and I don't weigh myself a few kilograms!" Xiao Yao roared louder and louder, and the speed was getting faster and faster. The sword energy was woven by the Spring and Autumn sword in his hand. Created a huge net to cover the world.

The strength of the swordsman really should not be underestimated, Xiao Yao has also discovered.

He had fought with Xianzun and Mojun before, but this time, he felt a lot of pressure.

He realized that the sword sovereign he encountered this time was a top powerhouse even among the immortal clan.

To make a simple analogy, Luo Yin is also Xianzun now, but if a hundred Luo Yin add up, it is not necessarily the opponent's opponent.

Especially the opponent's sword technique made Xiao Yao feel superb.

If he was given enough time, Xiao Yao even felt that the other party might become the immortal emperor.

The sword energy and sword energy kept colliding, Xiao Yao already took advantage of the ten thousand sword shadows in his body, and instantly reversed the battle. He was originally pressed and beaten by the opponent, but now he has turned over and pressed the sword. Honored.

The swordsmanship and tens of thousands of swords obtained from Jianshan are somewhat similar to Xiao Yao’s previous division of swordsmanship, but they are fundamentally different. Before Xiao Yao's division of swordsmanship, only wisps of sword aura and sword light are separated. , But now every sword on this one is a sharp weapon, and it is real. It is more powerful than swordsmanship, and it is more convenient for Xiao Yao to control it.

In addition, his divine consciousness has been tempered thousands of times, so that now he can divide his divine consciousness into tens of thousands of strands, each of which controls a long sword, and can do everything with one mind. This was what Xiao Yao thought before. Things that I don't even dare to think about, and even think that one mind and two uses are a very powerful thing. Therefore, the tens of thousands of sword shadows in front of him, even in the eyes of the sword master, are a kind of incredible magical power.

"How did you do it!?" The longer you fought fiercely with the sword shadow that burst out of Xiao Yao's body, the more frightened the Sword Master, and asked Xiao Yao while retreating.

"If you are still alive, maybe I will tell you." Xiao Yao said with a smile.

He had broken open Jianying and rushed to the front of the sword master.

At the same time, a sword protruded, like a mad dragon going out to sea, stirring the situation.

When Venerable Dao reacted, he hurriedly took the sword, but his wrist was broken and blood surged.

He quickly withdrew a certain distance back, and pulled away from Xiao Yao again, maintaining a safe distance, but he was very upset in his heart. If he had known that Xiao Yao had such supernatural powers, he would not have used this way at the beginning, and would end the battle in a more direct way.

Fortunately, I realized it at this time, and it was not too late.

He stopped, closed his eyes, and a gust of wind formed a protective cover around him. Thousands of long swords hit the mask. The mask just trembled, not broken, and gave out a metal impact. The sound is crisp but unpleasant, like being on the battlefield where thousands of horses are fighting.

Xiao Yao frowned, but found that the mask was gradually changing, like a balloon that was being deflated, shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the aura on the swordsman had also undergone earth-shaking changes. .

Xiao Yao didn't change his expression, and quickly squeezed the sword art, the Spring and Autumn Sword in his hand also turned into a sword light, and smashed towards the mask.

"I want to see if your protective cover is really indestructible!" Xiao Yao yelled angrily.

Chunqiu Sword dragged a sword rainbow and hit the light shield, but it was different from the tens of thousands of swords before. Chunqiu Sword was not bounced off. Instead, it was directly inserted into the light shield, and the light shield and Chun Sword trembled together. stand up.

Sovereign Dao sensed the danger and quickly opened his eyes, not daring to continue brewing, a little annoyed.

"Damn it, get out!" With him as the center, the mask quickly retracted into his body, and then exploded again, the air wave continued to roll, the wind rolled in the wind, and the countless long swords were forced back, and at the same time a ray of blue light burst out of his body. Melt into the long knife.

"Huh? It's interesting..." Xiao Yao was taken aback for a while, looking at the long knife that was shining with blue light, and there was an illusion on it, like a phantom soul, stepping on the long knife.

The long sword's qi suddenly climbed a lot, and finally the blade became larger, and it fell down like a guillotine, and at the same time locked Xiao Yao's qi machine.

"This is to raise the sword with the soul." At this time, the python suddenly said, "I will help you block the knife, but only a moment, you quickly kill him!"

Xiao Yao originally wanted to sharpen his kendo with the swordsman in front of him, but now the giant python couldn't help but speak.

In general, when fighting, the giant python never speaks, just holding an attitude of watching the excitement. Now the pythons can’t help but want to take action, which means that Xiao Yao is already in danger at this time. Although I don’t know what the python said before is "raising a sword with the soul", but now That knife posed a threat to Xiao Yao.

It seemed that it was not a knife, but a living immortal clan with a strong consciousness.

He thought for a while, and felt that this so-called soul-raising sword was probably similar to his own divine sense controlling sword.

It’s just that the soul-raising sword seems to be more advanced than his own divine sense control sword, but at this time Xiao Yao has no time to think too much. On the Spring and Autumn Sword, the Jiaowen quickly condenses, and at the same time a tens of meters long Jiao leaped out of the Spring and Autumn Sword, trembling with the law on that sword.

"How is it possible?!" The sword venerable body was a little surprised, "In this sword, there is actually a soul of the dragon?"

But at this time, Xiao Yao didn't seem to want to give the other party more time to ponder. At this time, he had already rushed towards the other party, even if the wisps of blade wind were oppressing him, it only slightly filled him. Flying speed, continue to drive straight in, with a long sword in his hand, named Zhenlong.

Venerable Dao's wrist turned, a handprint phantom appeared above his head, and Mount Tai fell down like a top.

Xiao Yao held the Dragon Sword in his hand, broke through with a sword, and continued to move forward.

The speed of the sword light flowing faster and faster, and the face of the sword master is getting more and more ugly.

At the same time, a strange fire separated from Xiao Yao's body and pressed towards the Dao Zun from the other direction.

The power contained in the alien fire was enough to swallow everything, and the face of Dao Zun was greatly changed.

He evacuated back again, and at the same time roared: "Hurrying wind, raining! Come and help me!"

The name he shouted in his mouth was actually his two apprentices.

He knew that his soul was blessed on his long knife, and his body strength had been greatly weakened.

With his current strength, it has become extremely difficult to block Xiao Yao.

But when he glanced at it, he saw a scene that made him feel incredible.

The electric tiger named Anwen threw down one of the immortal generals, and at the same time spit out a huge thunder and lightning group from his mouth. As soon as the other immortal came to the front, he was hit by the sudden thunder and lightning group, and his armor quickly Cracked, blood surged.

Electric Tiger didn't even look at it, lowered his head, and crushed the throat pipe of the immortal general who was pressed by him.

At this moment, Dao Zun was very confused.

He had thought that the strength of the alien beast might not be simple. After all, he had the blood of Juju, but he never thought that the two disciples with the strength of the immortal general under his hand were not even the opponents of the electric tiger, and they did not even fight back. Power.

At this time, An Wen suddenly raised his head again, and glanced in the direction of Zun Dao.

His eyes were full of sneers.

It seems to be saying to him, you hot chickens may not be able to beat me, dare you to trouble our boss?

why……

Must go farther and farther on the road to death?

A mouthful of blood squirted out from the mouth of the swordsman.

Suddenly, Dao Xin was in chaos...

This feeling... is no different from an ordinary person walking on the road and being blanked by a dog...