Archfiend Chapter 934: : Battle of Yuan Ying (6)
Malorne shook his head fiercely, breathing quickly, and looked at it with all his strength. Tianzai is still Tianzai.
Where is the Great Wall?
"This...Is it an illusion?" He looked at his hand in disbelief: "Or... his defense is as strong as the Great Wall?"
"Why..." Ancestor Mo Yun's eyes straightened: "How come there is such a monster!"
Unassailable!
It's not just Malorne... Patriarch Mo Yun also saw a wall, an endless, indestructible wall!
The scene was silent for a moment, watching the unhappy days. That's right...it's this attitude...this kind of seemingly calm but unrestricted gaze, like a needle, picked the most sensitive piece of tender meat in the heart of the ancestor Mo Yun.
A backfire exploded, and with a long roar, the gray hair turned into flames, the divine flames billowed in the seven orifices, the three-meter fireman suddenly soared to ten meters high, soaring in the air, and the flame demon reborn. The sound became like a demon roar.
"My lord does not believe that I can't take you down today!!!"
"The fire is coming!!" His left hand suddenly stretched out, the aura is like the sea, and in the deep sea of flames, a hundred-meter-high flaming goddess statue slowly lifted up. In the interweaving of fire, it pulls out the dark realm of the abyss.
"The wind is coming!!" The right hand spreads out, the wind blows, and the wind helps the fire to take advantage of the wind. The countless red spots of light whistle and condense into a blazing tornado. Anything within 100 meters of the tornado, regardless of the cabin, Fu Lu, all turned into fly ash. A few seconds later, the endless three-legged fire crows had formed a crimson sea around the goddess statue.
The flames burn the sky, nothing will be eaten!
"You can stop the blazing heavenly soldiers and ten thousand beast catalogues, can you even block the magical powers of the domain?!" In the sea of flames, the ancestor Moyun was like a purgatory and thunderous: "Nine days of flames!"
"Swipe!" Suzaku flapped its wings, and the phoenix bathed in flames. With the thunder of Mo Yun's ancestor, thousands of three-legged fire crows neighed and rushed towards the sky, pulling out in the face of the person. A 10,000-meter red Milky Way.
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Supreme, Sword Master Xuanyuan was unharmed, sitting cross-legged in the vast sword domain. Slowly closed his eyes.
Not far in front of him, two men with golden crowns and dragon robes looked at the old man very carefully.
"Everything that should go is gone..."
"Leave what should be left."
"Then... let you see, the old man is respected as the real strength of the No. 1 Nascent Soul in the two worlds!"
As the word fell, a radius of thousands of miles, thousands of swords rang!
"Buzzing..." A handful of ancient swords trembled lightly, causing the whole room to tremble in Weng Ming. On each ancient sword, a golden light burst out, and a sea of light composed of talismans gathered in front of Xuanyuan Sword Master. , The storm hit the shore.
"Wow...Wow..." Jianhai's resonance resounded in all directions. Emperor Beiming, Tang Wuzu took a deep breath, and without hesitation, his domain broke out!
On one side, the flying dragon is in the sky, and the nine golden dragons hovering behind them, everything will be eaten. Infinite clouds grow all around, and Jiulong travels through the clouds and rains.
On the other side, a black tiger is a kilometer in a radius, roaring again and again, and the black tiger is passing by, the wind roars, flying sand and rocks, everything under the tiger's claws is cut out of thin air, becoming the absolute domain of the black tiger.
Wind from the tiger, cloud from the dragon!
Sword Master Xuanyuan stood up for the first time.
A long robe, moving with the wind and clouds, seems to be submerged in the violent storm of the two emperors in the next second. But no matter the wind, rain, and anger, he is like a flat boat, standing tall.
"Brush!" The wind and the clouds moved, and the clouds helped the wind and power. The cloth belt tied to the hair of the sword master Xuanyuan was cut off by a sharp sword, and his head was scattered with white hair. At the same time, in all directions, there was a "dangdang" terror. There was a loud noise with a radius of tens of thousands of meters, and the central space of the Supreme was forcibly cut into pieces by these invisible wind and clouds.
He squinted his eyes and said lightly: "The cultivation base is good."
"Unfortunately, not enough."
Before the voice fell, a red light flickered in the endless storm. Afterwards, the Xuanyuan Sword Master retracted the sword into its sheath, his hand was steady without a trace of tremor, and there was no bulge. But after the ancient sword was sheathed, the entire sheath was humming frantically.
No one can describe this sword.
It seems to be light, but not light. Because the opponent's sword and sheath movement can be seen in the dimness.
It's just because it's too fast, too pure, too extreme, and it's impossible to tell!
At this moment, time seemed to stop, as if even time was marveling at the ultimate beauty of this sword. Tang Wuzu and Emperor Beiming suddenly opened their eyes wide, and no one could see them. A drop of cold sweat ran down their foreheads.
The howling wind and cloud stopped at this second, and the black tiger and golden dragon that roared in the last second was suddenly pinched by someone's neck, and there was no sound.
"Pump!" A second later, two bloodstains burst from the arms of Tang Wuzu and Emperor Beiming! I can see the bones, the body protection aura is useless at all, it is cut open like a paper!
With two muffled hums, the two great emperors quickly retreated a kilometer away, looking at the standing old man in shock.
One person, one sword, but like Taishan and Dayue, the mountains stand up.
"How could it be..." Tang Wuzu looked at the old man with a cold sweat in his vest, and touched his wound with a trembling hand: "I can't see...at all! No other tricks...even I don’t even feel the aura working...What is this supernatural power?!"
His chest rises and falls sharply, and he immediately looks at Emperor Beiming, but he is greeted with the same shocked expression.
One sword shakes the two emperors!
An ordinary sword, but a sword of the pinnacle, the power of a sword, the two great emperor domains are fully open, and they dare not approach at all!
"This is not a magical power." As if seeing their doubts, Sword Master Xuanyuan slowly said: "This is a sword."
"Huh!" The Great Emperor Beiming adjusted his mood and looked at Sword Master Xuanyuan coldly: "To deceive the emperor is a capital crime."
"The power of a sword, cut through the field, cut through the body protection aura? Cut through the body defense? Friends, do you think I am a three-year-old child!"
Sword Master Xuanyuan has no joy or sorrow on his face: "Who..."
"I always infer the impossible based on things I can't do."
"Once, I saw the master draw the sword and cut the moon with the sword. The old man thought it was impossible." His muddy eyes looked at the two emperors with cramps in the corners of his eyes: "Just like you see the old man today."
"Practicing swords hundreds of thousands of times, it is right to see it. With ordinary slashing, you can kill tens of thousands of people, and you can also become a unique skill to break the enemy."
No one spoke.
The expressions of the two emperors are extremely gloomy. As the second of the five elder stars in the real martial arts, they have seen so vastly, and now they are wounded by this old man who is about to die! I was even laughed at saying that my realm was not enough! How can I endure this anger with my self-respecting character all year round!
However, before they could speak, Sword Master Xuanyuan had already brought his sword and walked over, and the two of them had their eyes flashed and they went back hundreds of meters.
Comer, hemp shoes, ancient sword. Shocking dragon robe, jade belt, golden crown.
"Old man, there are seven swords in total."
"After the Seven Swords, if you are still alive, the old man will recognize you as a hero."
"By the way, no one has ever seen the old man's fourth sword." He gently lifted the nameless ancient sword, his white hair flying, his clothes danced wildly, and the **** of his left index finger slowly wiped the tip of the sword. Gu Jian actually let out an extremely refreshing hum.
Chang!
That is the joy of encountering being able to maximize oneself and fighting in the hands of such a person.
"Are you ready?"
On the opposite side, the Great Emperor Beiming and Wuzu Tang are like a big enemy, and the realm is fully open. This ordinary posture is absolutely extraordinary in their eyes!
The human sword is one, the world is natural, and the opponent's sword can't see the trace, nor the direction of the drop. Starting from Wuhen, falling in the solitude, what takes away in the middle is their lives!
"This is the strength that is only one line away from the next level?"
The two are already like a tight string, and the other is still in the mood to chat. This difference in strength makes them both unable to help but feel cold.
The No. 1 Nascent Soul of the Two Realms... is such a terrifying monster!
Swords have not been produced for hundreds of years. Once a sword is produced, no one can stop it!
At this moment, in the cabin, a brilliance was fleeting, like a midnight panic, and then there was the sound of a sharp sword returning to its sheath.
"The first sword, no self."
Time~IndoMTL.com~ seems to stop at this moment. The two emperors had no time to mobilize their auras, they felt a flower in front of them, in front of them, there was no Xuanyuan Sword Master, and no Supreme Title, but a piece of...
Sword Tomb!
Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Void Land.
"Tick..." A drop of cold sweat quietly dripped from Tang Wuzu's forehead, he looked around with vigilance, his hands on his back, and said in a deep voice: "This is..."
"Domain... Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect." By his side, Emperor Bei Ming looked equally uneasy. Facing the first person in the two realms, no one could easily get it: "His domain... is too strong, at least Compared to ours, this is the only way to pull us in when there is no response in our field."
Before the voice fell, a white light burst out of the dark sky. At the deep end, the vast white light is like a tide, like the first morning glow in the dark night.
With the emergence of this light, thousands of swords in the sword mound blasted, killing intent in the beauty. Tang Wuzu and the Great Emperor Beiming suddenly woke up and bit their tongues severely. There was a clear sound of mind, and the sword mound suddenly disappeared.
It's terrible...
In an instant, I was able to pull myself into the other party's domain, and my spiritual sense, I was completely immersed. This kind of situation... is just one step away from the next realm!
However, there was no time for them to think about it, because... just in front of them, a magnificent sword light appeared.
Suyu collects the dust, and the morning glow is broken, like fog and aurora. There is no root, no end, the sky is covered, the light is vast, and the clouds are cut through.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the two of them did not exclaim, they were directly beaten for several kilometers.
"Stand up." Sword Master Xuanyuan carried the ancient sword and walked slowly over step by step: "Since you dare to come to the old man, you must have achieved the death consciousness."