The God of War Challenging Heaven Chapter 1241: The stunning beauty of Ximenyan

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"Gosh, ten Simon Yan!"

"Ximenyan, really worthy of being the leader of the three disciples, can actually phantom ten selves. What kind of martial arts does he practice?"

"..."

All around the square, there was a sound of exclamation, each of them was shocked hard to attach.

They knew that Ximenyan was very strong, but they didn't expect that she would be so powerful now.

The disciples on the side of the Demon Sect and the Dizong were shocked and joyful. Ximenyan was so powerful that it was unlikely that the disciple of the Tianzong would win her.

In the middle of the square.

Faced with the siege of ten Ximen Yan, Qin Yi was also slightly astonished. This phenomenon was encountered when he was in the Magnolia Continent in the past. The Ye Linger brothers and sisters at that time could do this. They were weapons. Cooperating with martial arts, coupled with own speed, and the effect formed.

Of the ten Simon Yan, five are real, and the other five are the shadow of Simon Yan.

Kill!

The ten Simon Yan suddenly shuttled together and turned into ten purple afterimages, which made people dazzled.

Qin Yi stood quietly on the spot holding a spear, slowly closing his eyes, strong spiritual perception, covering the ten Ximen Yan, and carefully feeling the shuttle trajectory of the ten Ximen Yan.

At this moment, there are only ten Simon Yan in his world, and nothing else.

Suddenly.

Ten Ximen Yan, all holding their swords towards the young man who seemed to have been petrified, stabbed away, and each long sword was the key to the young man.

Suddenly, a piece of sword light was intertwined here, ten purple sword lights, like ten purple lightning, pierced people's eyes.

In fact, one of the reasons why Qin Yi closed his eyes was to better feel the trajectory of the ten Ximen Yan.

Secondly, to avoid interference from the people watching the battle and the sword light, so that I can concentrate more on the battle.

Liuyun Jue!

Feeling ten purple long swords that were pierced very quickly, Qin Yi suddenly surged the magic formula of "Flowing Cloud Jue". In an instant, his figure became abnormally weird, like a plume of smoke. Generally, it floats out of the interweaving of ten purple long swords.

Ten Simon Yan, this kind of attack is too terrifying. If it is head-on, I am afraid that it will be shattered by ten purple long swords in an instant.

Therefore, Qin Yi could only use "Flowing Cloud Jue", an extremely soft emperor martial arts, to avoid the attacks of ten Ximen Yan.

"This young man actually avoided ten Simon Yan and attacked at the same time, with a clever posture!"

The people watching the game all around exclaimed, all of them blinked vigorously, thinking they were dazzled.

"What this young man showed was the emperor's martial arts, and in the martial arts of the emperor, there is absolutely no way to have such a clever body technique."

The great elder Yun Xianhe of Tianzong was suddenly startled, and his face was full of shock. He is a powerful emperor, and he can naturally tell at a glance that Qin Yi's martial arts level.

The other high-ranking members of Tianzong were all shocked to the extreme. How could a young man who has not broken through even the eight realms of the sect learns the martial arts of Emperor Dao?

Suddenly, Qin Yi became more mysterious in their eyes.

In the middle of the square, fierce fighting continues.

Ten Simon Swallows continue to shuttle, like a group of immortals dancing together. They are beautiful and intoxicating. However, in this beautiful picture, there are thousands of murderous intentions. Generally, cultivators below the ninth realm of the sect enter it, and they are afraid that they will be crushed in an instant.

Qin Yi's eyes are always tightly closed, strong spiritual perception, and every trajectory of each Ximen Yan is clearly distinguished by perception.

Shit! laugh!

Suddenly, Qin Yi's front, back, left, and right, two afterimages suddenly burst out, the speed is unspeakable, in the blink of an eye, two sharp purple long swords, in the blink of an eye, they touched Qin Yi's Placket.

Speaking of time is late and then fast, Qin Yi's whole body suddenly became like a ghost, a weird twist.

"Ding!"

Two purple long swords, both sticking to his waist, pierced past, and the tips of the swords pointed together.

Too thrilling.

Only a thread, two long swords pierced Qin Yi through.

Although Qin Yi was able to fight against hundreds of water waves when he was practicing "Floating Cloud Jue" in the Magnolia Continent in the past, and ensured that he was not prepared to attack, the ten Simon Yan in front of him were whiter than that. Obviously it is much stronger.

Qin Yi just evaded these two afterimages, and in the blink of an eye, there were three more afterimages, stabbed in the shape of "product". Qin Yi's lower body remained motionless, and his upper body was like a willow swinging in the wind. Twisted and cleverly avoided the attacks of these three afterimages.

His figure has not stopped yet, ten afterimages, like a blooming summer flower, evenly arranged around him, suddenly attacked, ten purple long swords, forming a circle, The purple awn is flourishing, dazzling, like a purple sun.

The majestic sword aura, raging crazily, seems to be directly torn apart this world.

Qin Yi's eyes are always closed, using only spiritual perception to catch all the attacks around him.

He used the martial arts "Flowing Cloud Technique" to its extreme, and the whole person suddenly turned into a thin cloud of blue smoke, floating out silently from between the two purple long swords.

It's just that he has just taken hold of his figure, and the afterimages of the ten Simon Yan, like a tornado, whirl and burst, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded him again.

Four purple sword glows flashed in a burst, from four directions, stab Qin Yi fiercely, Qin Yi's figure, like a soft water wave, twisted into several bends strangely.

Shoo, hoo, hoo!

Four purple long swords, all sticking to his body, stabbed past.

Such a battle scene is really thrilling and weird to the extreme. At the beginning, there will be occasional clashes of weapons.

With the passage of time, there is no life at all, only the shadow of ten Ximen Yan, which is constantly shuttled, and Qin Yi is avoiding like a ghost.

There was no sound in the entire huge square. Everyone, including Yun Xianhe and other high-level Tianzong sects, was holding their breath, eyes wide open, without blinking. Blink, as if in the blink of an eye, you will miss a wonderful scene, and regret for life.

Such a wonderful competition, they had never seen it before, not even the senior officials of Tianzong.

At this moment, all the people were shocked to the extreme. They couldn't think that Qin Yi, whose cultivation base had not even broken through the eight realms of the sect, could actually contend against the attacks of ten Ximen Yan.

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