Medical Martial God Chapter 689: Wu Shuang Jian An [third more]

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Whether it is the King of Shura, the first ancestor of the Leng family or the first ancestor of the Song family, even if they came with the unparalleled sword ancestor, they could not escape the destiny of becoming a delicacy in the mouth of the mutant flying dragon and become its body. nutrient.

Presumably having absorbed and digested three top powerhouses like King Shura, the first ancestor of the Leng family, and the first ancestor of the Song family, the ability of the mutant flying dragon may be improved and strengthened.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the mutant flying dragon that swallowed the three King Shura and flew into the sky and Ye Xuan standing in the distance, Fang Wujie and the two, Wushuang Sword Ancestor's complexion can be described as hard to see, the cold light in the eyes flickered, and the whole body The killing intent surged, and there was an angry curse from his mouth.

Obviously, he didn't expect that he would not be able to rescue King Shura and the others from a junior, even if he made a move. This undoubtedly made him lose face.

"Chuck!"

As Wushuang Jianzu’s anger fell, the real Jianchi standing on both sides of him, Jian Wu’s face became cold, his eyes flashed with killing intent, his steps moved, and his sword suddenly came out of its sheath. He suddenly threw the scabbard at Ye Xuan and Fang Wujie.

The scabbard that was thrown out was extremely fast. It cut through the air and appeared in front of Ye Xuan and Fang Wujie, but the two of them didn’t care, their eyes flickered, and they could see the scabbard clearly. The trajectory of, just slightly tilted his head, and avoided the attack of the scabbard.

However, taking advantage of the scabbard to attract the attention of Ye Xuan and the others, the real people Jianchi and Jianwu appeared like ghosts in front of Ye Xuan and Fang Wujie and attacked them.

The sharp long sword in the hands of the sword idiot slashed out, bringing the bright sword light towards Ye Xuan's head, so that Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, the soles of his feet exerted force, and the body jumped up and avoided. Attack of the real sword idiot.

At the same time, Ye Xuan’s legs are surrounded by qi, and his left leg is instantly wrapped in ice like cold jade, and his right leg is like magma. The fire is burning, carrying the power of ice and fire, and the power of thunder is rushing towards lightning. Real sword fan kicked it.

This is a temporary martial art created by Ye Xuan through the inspiration of Thirty-Six Wind Thunder Kick.

The seventy-two stage ice and fire chain leg!

"Boom, boom..."

As Ye Xuan's legs kicked out like lightning, Bing Ham Ying surrounded the real sword idiot, making him look ugly, and there was no chance to make a move. He could only block his arms in front of him. The passive defense makes the dull collision sound continuously.

But this guy is really fierce. Under Ye Xuan's continuous assault, this guy didn't suffer any substantial damage, but was forced to retreat continuously.

Such a result made Ye Xuan's expression cold, his thoughts moved, and his eyes suddenly opened.

With the opening of the yin and yang eyes of the ice and fire, the trajectory of the air currents in the real sword idiot and the flaws in his body all appeared in Ye Xuan's sight, causing a sneer on De Ye Xuan's face.

Originally, his whip leg was kicked towards the head of the real Jianchi, but at this moment, he suddenly changed the trajectory and made a fake move, kicking it towards his lower abdomen like lightning.

"Boom!"

"Wow..."

The dull sound of collision and the sound of the sword idiot's spitting bitterness followed.

Under Ye Xuan's foot, his body instantly bowed into a small shrimp, causing his airtight defense to collapse instantly.

After that, Ye Xuan's thigh shadows fell on his chest, lower abdomen, and face!

"Boom...puff!"

When Ye Xuan finished kicking his last kick, a large amount of black blood spurted from the mouth of the real Jianchi, and his body flew out like a cannonball, and landed beside Wushuang Jianzu.

"Ahem..."

At this moment, the real sword idiot looks very embarrassed. His face is distorted because of Ye Xuan's continuous attacks. There are a lot of footprints left on his body, and the corners of his mouth are constantly flowing with black blood...

Even if his swordsmanship is incomparable, Ye Xuan doesn't give him any room to play!

Looking at the embarrassed look of the real Jianchi, Wushuang Sword Ancestor looked cold, and the indifferent words came from his mouth: "These years, you and my side are all learned Isn't it? If you don't use your strength at this time, when will you stay?"

"Huh!"

I heard of Wushuang Jianzu.

Speaking, the real sword idiot has a cold face, lying on the ground like a toad, resting his left hand on the ground, and holding the long sword in his right hand.

In the next moment, his palm supporting the ground slammed hard, and the formidable force burst out suddenly, the terrible energy spread horizontally and horizontally, and his body leaped into the sky.

Then, the body of the real sword idiot revolved at a super high speed, shook the long sword in his hand violently, and transformed countless sword shadows into a sword cage covering Ye Xuan's figure, slamming toward it. His Tian Ling cover pierced.

Nine Phantom Swords!

This sudden change caused Ye Xuan's brows to be slightly frowned. He wanted to rush out of this sword air cage, but it was impossible.

The only way out was the sky above, but he was sealed to death by the sword shadow stabbed by the real sword idiot, leaving Ye Xuan's expression cold.

The eyes of the yin and yang of ice and fire opened again, the sword shadow pierced from the sky disappeared without a trace, and the trajectory of the sword idiot's long sword pierced clearly in his sight.

The dragon blade in Ye Xuan's hand emerged, and the soles of his feet slammed into force, the powerful force bloomed, and the dragon blade in his hand turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the sky.

"Chilli..."

In the next moment, Ye Xuan and the real Jianchi passed by, and the sound of the sword piercing his clothes sounded.

"Plop!"

Under the ugly gaze of Wushuang Jianzuo, the body of the true sword idiot who was assassinated with the Phantom Nine Swords suddenly lost his balance and fell staggeringly on the ice, raising dust in the sky.

When the dust dissipated, the figure of the true sword idiot gradually appeared in the sight of Wushuang Jianzuo.

At this moment, the real sword idiot was pale, kneeling half on the ice.

There is a striking blood mark on the center of his eyebrows, and blood is constantly dripping down. If it hadn't been for the long sword in his hand to pierce the ice, I'm afraid he would have fallen on the ice.

He raised his head with difficulty and fixed his gaze on Ye Xuan, who was standing upright in front of him. His eyes were full of doubts, and a weak and incomprehensible voice came out: "Why... why are you... Can you see my Nine Phantom Swords... see through?"

"Puff......"

As the words of the real sword idiot fell, his body trembled suddenly, a lot of blood was sprayed from his mouth, the hand holding the long sword was loosened weakly, and he fell on the ice, completely lost vitality.

Until now, Wushuang Jianzuo can only see the bloodstain on the center of his brow.

It was a slender knife mark. Half of his head was cut open along the center of his eyebrows, and bright red blood continued to flow out, staining the ice with blood red.

The poor real sword idiot is obviously powerful and has a stunned sword technique, but he has not been able to display it in front of Ye Xuan.

Know that this guy is at least a martial emperor who has entered the supreme emperor realm. The strength of the three-generation ancestor of the Song family that Ye Xuan killed is not necessarily weak.

Even the crazy demon Lin Feng would have to spend some means to solve him.

Unfortunately, he was unlucky, and he met Ye Xuan. He had the eyes of ice and fire, and he was able to see through this guy's swordsmanship completely, so he won so easily.

"Good! Very good! Very good!"

Looking at the real sword idiot who had completely fallen to death, staring coldly at the upright Ye Xuan, Wushuang Sword Ancestor had murderous intent in his eyes, and cold words came out of his mouth.

"My ancestor wants your eyes!"

Obviously, this Unparalleled Sword Ancestor had already seen the extraordinary eyes of Ye Xuan, knowing that Ye Xuan could only see through the swordsmanship of the sword idiot with his eyes.

Now he has fixed Ye Xuan's eyes.

"Boom!"

As the words of Wushuang Sword Ancestor fell, he took a step forward, like a ghost, and instantly appeared in front of Ye Xuan, and his dry hands poked out toward Ye Xuan's eyes like lightning.

The terrifying body speed caused Ye Xuan's pupils to shrink, and his face changed. The hairs all over his body couldn't help but stand up at this moment. He didn't even think about it, his body suddenly retreated.

However, the Wushuang Sword Ancestor is like a tarsal maggot. No matter how much Ye Xuan dodges and how far away, he always appears in front of Ye Xuan, making Ye Xuan's face look like. It is as ugly as it is.

Not only that, this old thing has also turned into countless clones, which makes people just feel dazzled.

To be honest, Ye Xuan's current strength level is not at the same level as Wushuang Sword Ancestor.

At the moment, Ye Xuan's complexion became cold, his whole body was violent, and the magic armor appeared on his body. Thunder and lightning surged under his feet. He instantly entered the fourth stage of enchantment. At the same time, he turned on the thunder state, which made his speed soar.

"Hehe...You can't escape...Since you have killed this person, then you have to be tortured to death!"

However, no matter how Ye Xuan flees and how fast his speed is enhanced, Wushuang Jianzuo appears in front of him like a shadow, with an abusive smile on his face and a cold voice in his mouth. Out.

"Chuck!"

The cold light in Ye Xuan's eyes flickered, and the dragon blade in his hand waved, and the violent sword aura whistled horizontally and horizontally, but it was impossible to hurt Wushuang Jianzu at all.

Even if Ye Xuan opened the eyes of ice and fire, he couldn't capture any body trajectory of this old thing.

The sword ancestor Wushuang did not rush to kill Ye Xuan, but wanted to completely destroy Ye Xuan's spirit and will, and slowly tortured him to death.

Only in this way can I avenge his many dead disciples of Wushuang Sword Sect!

He didn't see Jian Xilai and his party when he came here, and even witnessed the killing of King Shura. Then there is no doubt that Jian Xilai and them were killed by Ye Xuan...

Wushuang Jianzong was his centuries-old painstaking effort. Now that he is mostly destroyed, how can he not be angry in his heart?

Only by slowly destroying Ye Xuan and torturing him to death can the anger in his heart be vented.

Any attack is invalid, and no physical method can get rid of Wushuang Jian Ancestor. Ye Xuan's heart is extremely fierce, endless killing energy bursts out of his body, and the dragon blade in his hand slams into the ground. !

The killing field!

"Boom!"

Following Ye Xuan's movement, the terrible killing sword energy burst out from the ground centered on his body.

Unfortunately, Wushuang Sword Ancestor still has nothing to do with it, and he can't even drive him back half a step at all. He still appears strangely in front of Ye Xuan, and doesn't act on Ye Xuan, but looks with cold, playful eyes. As he watched him, there was a playful voice in his mouth: "To destroy a person, we must first start with his spirit and will! How long can your spiritual will be able to sustain under this situation now?"

At the moment when Wushuang Jianzu's words fell, the invisible sword aura burst out from the ground without warning, forming a sword formation trapping Ye Xuan in it.

The sharp sword aura attacked Ye Xuan one after another, so dense that he couldn't dodge it at all.

His clothes were easily torn by Jian Qi, and thin blood stains appeared on his body, with bright red blood flowing out...

Even if Ye Xuan used the Frost Domain to freeze this sword formation, it would be useless!

"Fairy Demon Dance!"

Looking at the Wushuang Sword Ancestor who followed like a shadow, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed ice and fire, and blue energy burst out of his eyes, and went straight to the Wushuang Sword Ancestor.

"Hehe..."

"Hey..."

At the same time, all kinds of **** and sultry fairies and witches emerged, twisting and irritating, and attacked Wushuang Jianzu.

However, it had no effect at all, and Wushuang Jianzu was not moved at all.

He is so obsessed with swordsmanship that he has already reached the point where humans and swords become one, and he is not moved by everything!

Even if the azure blue energy diffused in Ye Xuan's eyes accurately hit Wushuang Jianzuo's body, he was not affected by the slightest...

Illusion is useless in front of him.

"It's useless, although your talent is pretty good, but the realm of strength is too low, so why not me!"

Wu Shuang Sword Ancestor appeared strangely in front of Ye Xuan, and indifferent words came out of his mouth.

"You should still enjoy the taste of this purgatory sword formation in this seat!"

As the words of Wushuang Sword Ancestor fell, the endless and terrifying sword aura burst out from the ground to form a sword formation that covered the sky and the sun, trapping Ye Xuan...

He wants Ye Xuan to experience thousands of tortures and die in this sword formation!