Legend of the Swordking Chapter 160: Storm Qi Dan


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"Om!"

The third form of the dark fire sword buzzed and screamed, and a frosty sword intent swelled around the sword body, causing the Huo Yuanyan around Yu Wenqing to retreat for three times. In a blink of an eye, a deep cold of nearly ten meters was formed. Area, and this is only the influence caused by the force urged by the sword intent!

The spiritual practitioners on the Dragon Spirit Continent respect kendo, and everyone dreams of obtaining a superb sword art, but it’s hard to see through the road of kendo. On the mainland, there are questions about inner strength and mind. , Wai Jin’s various martial arts are complicated and chaotic. Among them, there are countless powers that are first-class, super-class, and top-notch. However, the sword tactics are very scarce. The second-rate sword tactics are already rare in the world. Never seen before.

The advanced sword tactics are powerful. Fang Qingyuan’s Buddha sword tactics are only ranked second in the world, and Yu Wenqing’s Hantian sword tactics are also second-rate swords. Although they can only be regarded as the inferior ones, compared with The Buddha Sword Art is slightly inferior, but it is not a surprise to have such a terrifying mood in front of him.

"Zizi..."

Frost began to condense on the surrounding ground, and the fierce sword intent burst out from Yu Wenqing's body like a deep sea sword. The cold was biting and it was impossible to look directly at it. At this moment, Yu Wenqing It was the one who really took out the ability to press the bottom of the box, and it made me feel crushed and suffocated at the moment when the Hantian Sword Art was triggered.

"Go to death for this young master!"

Yuwenqing gave a violent yell, the long sword came through the air, with a strong cold spiritual mood, the air around the blade instantly condensed into strands of ice flowers and fell, even I can feel it through the frost armor When Jian Yi was about to pierce the skin and devour the flesh and blood, it was such a strong fighting spirit, what a Yu Wenqing, really well-deserved!

My eyes were determined, and the moment Yu Wenqing’s sword flew back, I stepped on the footwork of the smoke and clouds, and the moon blade swept across with the power of four forms, and a "bang bang bang" burst out in the air. Tuantuan frost and spiritual power exploded, but the killing intent in Yu Wenqing's eyes was more intense, and the blade shook suddenly when it reached my chest.

"Swipe!"

It's another power explosion point, and the Hantian Sword Art is not easy!

I crossed my heart, my left fist volleyed, and the strength of the bones burst out instantly, and a faint layer of **** light was cast on the fist. It was the luster of Qiongqi’s bloodline's ferocious ability. This punch was originally full The strength of 1,500 jun, after the enhancement of the strength of the bones, reached at least two thousand jun of empty nonexistence, the fist buzzing, actually forcing Yu Wenqing's long sword to retreat.

"Peng!"

With a violent punch on the side of the Dark Fire Sword, Yu Wenqing was shocked back and forth again and again, and hurriedly stabilized the bottom plate, with incredible light in his eyes, astonished: "How is it possible, a small man I was crushed by my ability in the early stage?"

I smiled faintly: "There are so many things you don't know!"

"Huh!"

The long sword in Yu Wenqing's hand shrank, and the boundless chill rushed again, causing the surrounding temperature to drop by at least tens of degrees, and the corners of his mouth sneered: "So what, is it possible that the mere physical power? Can you change the gap in spiritual strength sword tactics? In front of me, Yu Wenqing, your Bu Yixuan’s sword technique is not even a third-rate sword tactic. Even if you cultivate the dragon's breath technique to the tenth level, you are nothing but It's a waste!"

"If it's a waste, just try it."

My feet lightly point, standing majestically like a mountain, a natural aura rises from the ground, surrounded by golden stars twinkling, and the heat surging on the back, a lifelike ferociousness The giant dragon was solidified, struggling to emerge, as if it was about to swallow everything at any time, and it was like a king over the world. With the tenth level of the Dragon Breath Technique, the momentum that was crushed by the Hantian Sword Art instantly equalized, even Especially better.

There are strands of frost plumage around the moon blade, and my brows are frowning. Although there are bones and the power of five forms, Yu Wenqing is definitely not so easy to deal with. He is stronger than Yu Wenqi and Mu Yingying. There are so many, many years of hard training and practice have made him ruthless like a wolf and cold-blooded like a snake. The Hantian Sword Art has already cultivated to the realm of great success. Looking at the entire Northern Territory, there are only a handful of young masters like this. , Once underestimate the enemy, I might lose under his sword.

How much Yu Wenqing hates me. His love for Su Yan can’t be changed, and all turned into hatred for me. This twisted and hideous love is simply terrifying. Once I lose, Yu Wenqing will definitely Killed me without hesitation, so I can't be defeated, I can only win!

"Try Lao Tzu's cold sky sword art third formula!"

Yu Wenqing yelled violently, and his body rose into the air, carrying countless glamour of ice, the long sword trembling, instantly bursts of bone-to-earth sword lights burst out from around the blade, bunches of sword lights seemed huge and sharp. The cones of ice generally fall from the sky, giving people an inexplicable sense of powerlessness. Almost the entire sky is filled with Yu Wenqing's frost sword intent in an instant, and the next moment, the sword moves like a mountain.

Retreat to die, advance to live!

The surrounding air buzzed, and even ice beads quickly condensed on my clothes. The whole person was like being in an ice cave. What a strong Cold Sky Sword Art!

I looked up at the dense sword aura in the air, I took a deep breath and rose from the ground, the Moonblade suddenly swung with the power of four forms.

"Peng Peng Peng..."

Two violent sword auras kept colliding and exploding. Frost and Frost were even on the same level. When I swung my sword and slashed wildly, I only felt that the ribs of my right hand seemed to burn, and the scorching power quickly followed The palm of his hand poured into the moon blade, and at this moment, the moon blade was actually shrouded in the golden rays of bone, and when it was slashed again, the frost sword curtain formed by Yu Wenqing was torn open from the middle.

"Huh!?"

Obviously, Yu Wenqing did not expect that I could break him with this trick. Under the pressure of the four-form unity power on the moonblade, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew upside down like a broken kite. After going out, the thick layer of frost and sword intent in the air also dissipated. This move was completely broken.

"Impossible..."

Above the ring road, Yu Wenqing stepped on Frost, with a twisted expression on his face, he roared: "This is absolutely impossible...this Master's Cold Sky Sword Art is invincible in the Northern Territory, how could it be lost to you like this? It's impossible to even grasp the waste of sword art and sword intent!"

I carried Moonblade and said coldly: "Do you want to fight again?"

"Fight, this young master will kill you!"

"Come on, I mean it too!"

"Hahahaha..."

Yuwenqing laughed fiercely, frost appeared on his body, blue veins appeared on his face, cold glows burst out, and he took out a vial from his arms, poured out a pill, and swallowed it. Going down, the next moment, as if infinite spiritual power was surging in his body, the power of the whole person had already taken a qualitative leap!

I frowned and said: "Yu Wenqing, you are really a lunatic, would you rather take the Storm Pill to self-mutilate in order to kill me?"

"As long as you kill you, Su Yan will look at me with admiration. As long as you kill you, Lao Tzu will be the first person among the rookies in the Northern Territory!" Yu Wenqing's eyes are fierce, and the strength of the sword in his hand is constantly bursting, which is a little scary. .

Storm Qi Pill, a kind of pill that enhances strength in a short period of time, is very rare, but it is also a kind of drug that has been designated as a "forbidden drug" by the federal government, which can increase a person's level by about half in a short period of time. Strength, but once the effect of the medicine has passed, his cultivation level will also fall to an entire realm, and will also lose life for at least ten years.

Therefore, almost no one in the Dragon Spirit Continent would use the Storm Qi Pill, unless it is a vengeance, otherwise no one would use this extreme method to increase combat power.

Unexpectedly, Yu Wenqing had actually regarded me as a person of life and death. After swallowing the violent pill, Yu Wenqing's strength has been improved to the middle stage of the earth imperial state, and the intensity of each move has increased a lot. , Can be said to be extremely arrogant!

My right hand held the Moonblade tightly, while my left hand took out the Sun Flame Sword and held it in my hand calmly, with a grim look, and said: "Since you have used Violence Pill, no matter what the result is, I can't let you Leaving the abyss alive!"

"Are you qualified to not let me leave alive?"

Yu Wenqing's awe-inspiring awe-inspiring awe-inspiring, the surrounding icy air flow swirled, forming a small bitter storm, the whole temperament is gloomy and cold, like a frosty sword that has been unsheathed, saying: "Today we only have one who can get out of the fire Yuan, come on, fight to the death!"

"Buzzing..."

The sword of Hellfire trembled endlessly, fierce frost burst like a river, and with Yu Wenqing's sword, countless frosts appeared in the air like a ribbon and crushed, as if the next game It's like rain of frost, but there are needles hidden in the frost, and the awe-inspiring bursts are hidden in them, and one of them will be swallowed by accident.

My gaze is dignified, the moon blade screams fiercely, the four forms of power are in full force, and the foot is on the ground suddenly. The way of survival on the Dragon Spirit Continent has always been this way. Take a half step back!

"Die!"

Yu Wenqing's demeanor became more and more ferocious, and the sword of the mid-earth imperial realm's strength continued to be crushed. He laughed and said: "What about Bu Xuanyin's younger brother, is it possible that you can change the world and change the world? No way? Go to death for me, you are damned for rubbish!"

"Swipe..."

I have used the smoke and cloud footwork to the extreme. A strong silver brilliance appeared on the blades of the two swords. It was the power of four forms. The body was baptized by frost and air, as if it were small pieces. The frost blade is generally painful after scraping, and I must break Yu Wenqing's move before the battle clothes fall apart. I have no way out.

"Shoo!"

In the sharp sound, the Moon Blade suddenly pierced into the energy captured by my Spirit Aperture, and suddenly exploded with a "puff". Sure enough, this is the truly terrifying aspect of Yu Wenqing's sword art. The point, the burst point of spiritual power, each burst point can kill people, and each burst point is one of the offensive methods that Yu Wenqing masters. As long as all these bursts are broken, it is equivalent to breaking this. One trick.

It's just that the backlash generated after breaking the first explosion has already made my arm numb, and there are at least more than ten hidden explosions in this continuous move!

"Huh?"

Yu Wenqing's face flashed with a hint of shock, obviously I didn't expect that I could see the murderous intent in his sword moves. Once these murderous intents were discovered in advance, the power would be greatly reduced.

"Looking for death!"

He roared and urged his sword intent, turning his passive into active.


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