Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1871: One body and 0 million swords

Boom!

The two swords are facing each other, the sword intent is vertical and horizontal, one is like thunder, the other is like wind.

The two sword intents of wind and thunder were raging, and they collapsed into the void in an instant, causing everyone present to be moved.

They are all too strong, even the kendo masters who have been famous for a long time are cold-hearted.

"Is this a monster of the same rank horizontally pushing it? Obviously it is only the early stage of the eighth stage, but it gives me the feeling that it is the late stage of the eighth stage!"

"It's too powerful, it's all the seven extreme realms added, and it surpasses the existence of one extreme realm!"

"I am not surprised that the Twelve Swords have this strength. What surprised me is that this person can match the Twelve Swords!"

The crowd exclaimed, shaking.

"The sword is like thunder, destroy the sky!"

The twelve swords drank, the divine sword called the sky thunder, broke the sky, and shook the world.

"Good sword fight."

Ling Xian's eyes condensed, and the invisible wind gathered, turning thousands of swordsman's light, to face the extinguishing thunder.

Boom boom boom!

The world changed color, the world was sad, the sword twelve stepped backwards seven steps, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The same is true for Ling Xian, which means that this move is a tie.

"This blow is enough to prove that you are no better than me." Jian Twelve smiled and made no secret of his pleasure.

"Then stop, and continue to fight, it's meaningless."

Ling Xian spoke lightly. If it weren't for the sword canon, he wouldn't fight with the Twelve Swords at all.

"What I want is not a tie, but to suppress you!"

The twelve eyes of the sword shone cold and lightning, thunder was all over the void, like a dormant peerless fierce, the sky broke and the earth broke.

"You can't suppress me, if you continue to fight, you will be discouraged."

Ling Xian looked indifferent. His most powerful method was not the sword. If he used divine techniques such as Emperor Quan and Xian Bone, it would not be difficult to suppress the Sword Twelve.

"The joke, the facts are in front of you. At best, you are tied with me. You want to make me faceless. You are not qualified!" Jian Twelve sneered.

"Facts?"

Ling Xian glanced at Jian Twelve faintly, and said: "Well, since you insist on fighting, then I will let you see what is the truth!"

The voice fell, the wind sword dissipated, and it was replaced by the immortal divine light, the invincible fist mark!

Boom!

The emperor fist shook the sky and shattered the eight wildernesses, not only changing the color of the twelve swords, but also moving many famous swordsmen.

Even the old man of Jiu Jian, his expression is condensed.

All of them are well-informed people. Naturally, I can see how much Pingluan Emperorquan is. It is definitely a taboo for enlightened people!

"You have true immortality, and I also have invincibility!"

Sword Twelve drank coldly, and the whole person was divided into two, and then two into four.

In just a few breaths, he was transformed into thousands, all over the void.

"Thousands of thoughts!"

"Sword Sect ranks the second supreme Dafa, has the power to open the world, slaughter the gods and cut down the immortals!"

"This method is extremely difficult to use. Even if it is the Lord of Eighteen Peaks, it is not easy to use. Unexpectedly, Sword Twelve can be used freely."

"It is worthy of being the strongest descendant of the Jianzong generation. He is known as a genius who has not been born in a thousand years. It is really extraordinary."

Looking at the Twelve Swords, who are incarnations of thousands of swords, everyone is surprised and full of emotions.

Thousands of thoughts are the second-ranked taboo technique in the Sword Sect, even if you look at the entire Holy City, it is enough to rank in the top ten.

The avatar transformed by this method has no offensive power, but it can strengthen the body. The total number of avatars can make Sword Twelve at least ten times more powerful!

"A strong taboo technique, but it's a bit too close to suppress me with this."

Ling Xian raised his hand and drew the power of Xia into his body, bursting out immortal light, shaking the sky!

At this moment, he is resurrecting like an immortal king, overlooking the human world, disregarding the three thousand realms.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, shaking the nine heavens, the thousands of incarnations of the twelve swords returned to the body, causing his sword to release the light like a big sun.

After that, he opened the sky with a sword!

It was indescribably bright, and it was also indescribable horror. Even the master of Jianzong's Eighteen Peaks was moved by it.

However, Ling Xian looked as usual and calm.

He urged the emperor fist with the power of lifting the Xia, and the void suddenly disappeared and the Eight Desolations were destroyed.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the aftermath swept across the ten directions. If the Sword Sect Master had not activated the mountain protection formation, the radius of ten miles would be reduced to ruins.

"Puff!"

Blood splattered, the sword twelve could hardly stop his figure, back and forth again and again.

Ling Xian also took two steps back, but no blood was seen, which means that he won, at least he won this move.

This made everyone present a little stunned, especially the master of the Eighteen Peaks of Jianzong, who fell into a sluggishness.

They couldn't believe that the Twelve Swords would lose, but the facts lay in front of them. Ling Xian was not only stronger in his method, but also had a better foundation than the Twelve Swords!

"You lost."

Ling Xian faintly spoke, lifting the power of Xia to dissipate, and his aura disappeared.

"No, I did not lose!"

Sword Twelve Big Drink, unable to accept this cruel result.

At the moment, he divides into two, divides into four, and becomes a thousand people!

"The same method cannot reverse the defeat."

Ling Xian glanced at Sword Twelve faintly. It is indeed a shocking divine method to think of thousands of people, but it can't suppress him.

"Haha, the same method?"

Sword Twelve looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: "You take a good look, is this the same method?"

The voice fell, and the sword in each clone's hand released a dazzling light, and then it changed ten thousand times, and the sharpness was shocking!

"Thousands of thoughts and thousands of swords in one body, this is the second form of this method!"

A kendo master spoke with a trembling voice, which shocked everyone present, even the old man of Jiujian was somewhat moved.

Thousands of thoughts are the second magic of Sword Sect, and the first one is the second change of this method, that is, a thousand swords.

If the former is the magical power that the Holy City ranks in the top ten, then the latter is enough to make it into the top three!

This method is extremely terrifying, the sword of the clone is no longer illusory, but the substance, with the ability to attack!

Imagine that thousands of divine swords have fallen, how many people of the same rank can resist?

"You are proud to die under the strongest magical powers of the Sword Sect."

Sword Twelve coughed up blood, obviously using this method is very reluctant for him.

However, he was laughing, happily.

"Laughing so brilliantly, do you think I will lose?"

Ling Xian's eyes are deep, and the force of the Xia is surging, and the fighting and fighting fairy bones are manifested.

"In front of thousands of swords, you have no chance to win!"

Sword Twelve laughed loudly, thousands of divine swords pierced through the air, like a falling star, ruining the world!

This made the old man of Jiujian condensed his eyes and pointed like a sword, ready to go.

He couldn't stand idly by, so he planned to save Ling Xian when his life was hanging by a thread.

But ~IndoMTL.com~ Ling Xian didn't give him a chance.

Three flowers emerged on the avenue, the Emperor Pingluo blasted out, Lingxian had both offensive and defensive capabilities, and a thousand divine swords.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of the sky-shaking sound is endless, and God Tu's sharp edge is endless. It took a moment for Jianzong to calm down.

After that, everyone present fell into a sluggishness.

I saw that Ling Xian was covered in blood and bruised, but his eyes were still bright and his aura was still strong.

The Twelve Swords face was pale and angry like hairspring.

There is no need to say more about what this means.

Everyone present was shocked, and they all thought of the words that praised the twelve swords.

Not surprisingly, he will be in charge of Sword Sect and will rule for three thousand years.

At this moment, an accident happened.