This is an unparalleled sword. It is the superb swordsmanship of Wan Jianzong. No one is afraid of it. Yang Shuo is ruthless by nature, but has arrogant capital. This sword is enough for him to disdain the heroes.
Everyone held their breath, wondering how the boy in white could resist the sword of the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong.
The 108,000 swords can be blocked, but this sword is not necessarily, it is too strong, this is the momentum of a sword breaking the sky, and at this time, Jiang Chen unexpectedly put away the Chiyang battle armor and the soldiers in his hands , so that everyone is puzzled by such a move.
"What is this young man doing? At such a critical moment, he gave up his defense and soldiers. Could it be that he knew that he was invincible and gave up on his own initiative."
"Impossible, this person is not a fool. He is strong in combat. Even if he can't reach Yang Shuo in the end, he will never be captured."
"Yang Shuo said just now that his name is Jiang Chen. I don't know which faction came from, but such a genius has appeared against the sky, but it would be a pity if he died in the hands of Yang Shuo."
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Many people don't understand what Jiang Chen's actions are for. If it is an ordinary person, facing the move of Wanjian Guizong, he must do his best to combine offense and defense, and Jiang Chen not only withdrew the highly defensive Chiyang Battle. A, also lost the high-grade soldier in his hand, in the eyes of people, what is the difference between this and courting death.
In the periphery of the entire refining city, only the big yellow dog is the most calm. Although he does not know what Jiang Chen is going to do, he does know one thing. Jiang Chen is definitely not a fool, and he never does anything he is not sure about.
Howling!
The roaring roar of the blood-drinking sword, like a thunderbolt, locked Jiang Chen's qi, and charged towards Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen felt that the pressure from the Blood Drinking Sword was getting stronger and stronger, and the golden light on his palms was also getting stronger and stronger. His ten fingers kept beating, like a snake, very flexible.
"Six Yang Xuanzhi, six Yangs are one."
Suddenly, Jiang Chen let out a loud cry, and in his eyes, two dazzling rays of light shot out directly, piercing the sky and looking at the long sword that was charging on the opposite side. The sixth finger of Liuyang Xuanzhi.
Jiang Chen is only in the late stage of the Tiandan realm and has not reached the divine core realm. Whether it is the True Dragon Big Handprint or the Chiyang Battle Armor, its power is limited. Even if it can resist Yang Shuo's sword, it cannot cause damage to Yang Shuo. If he can display the sixth finger of Liuyang Xuanzhi, it will be completely different.
The Six-Yang Profound Finger is an earth-level high-grade combat skill, and its power in its heyday is even higher than that of the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong. Moreover, when the Six-Yang Profound Finger is fully cultivated, the six yangs will become one, and the power is unimaginable.
Boom…
Jiang Chen put his fingers together and pointed forward abruptly. The six dazzling giant fingers slammed out like six huge pillars. In the next instant, the six giant fingers merged with each other and became one, the size of the giant finger and the impact of the drink coming from the opposite side. The blood swords are comparable, but the aura emanating from Liuyang Xuanzhi actually surpasses Wanjian Guizong faintly.
"What kind of combat skill is that, how can it be so tyrannical, this combat skill is at least the top grade of the earth."
Yang Shuo was shocked, Jiang Chen's performance had completely exceeded his expectations.
"What a powerful fingering, what kind of monster is this Jiang Chen?"
"Don't talk, let's see if Jiang Chen's fingering can resist Yang Shuo's Wanjian Guizong."
No one is not surprised, everyone is unblinking, waiting for the golden giant finger and the blood-drinking sword to collide. At the speed of the two, the collision is only an instant, but people wait for a long time. Same.
Boom…
Liuyang Xuanzhi and Wanjian Guizong collided together, and the whole sky was caught in a huge roar. There were devastating energy fluctuations everywhere, and the energy was raging, even the sky was swept away, and colorful light waves filled the sky. , there are bright fireworks everywhere.
Many people's faces were pale, and even some of the experts in the Divine Core Realm were shaken. If the center of the collision was replaced by them, I am afraid that they would be torn into pieces directly.
Ding Ding Deng…
Yang Shuo took a dozen steps back to stabilize his body. His face was pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. The blood-drinking sword returned to his hand, but it kept shaking.
This is the true power of Liuyang Xuanzhi. Even Wanjian Guizong is not an opponent. When Yang Shuo used Wanjian Guizong's move, he spent a lot of energy and was greatly backfired.
"Failed, Yang Shuo actually lost, I can't believe it."
"My God, where did this monster Jiang Chen come from? If Yang Shuo was defeated, wouldn't the alliance of forces outside Refining City be reshuffled in the future?"
"This Jiang Chen is indeed strong. He can't even reach the Divine Core Realm, but Yang Shuo hasn't fallen down yet. They all say that he has more powerful means besides Wanjian's return to the sect. Maybe he can turn defeat into victory."
The people around the city were shocked. Yang Shuo was so powerful that he was defeated in the hands of an enchanting youth in the Heavenly Core Realm when he used Wan Jian to return to his ancestors. If he hadn't seen such a scene with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been killed. Believe.
"It's amazing, Brother Jiang is really eye-opening."
Tian Yishan's face finally showed ecstasy. Jiang Chen has been giving him miracles, from killing the psychic fire ape, to 108,000 swords, and now to the return of thousands of swords, all the way is unstoppable, even Yang Shuo. Neither is its opponent.
In the sky, Jiang Chen stood against the wind, like a real god of war coming into the world, his eyes were like torches, staring at the shocked Yang Shuo on the opposite side.
"Yang Shuo, what other means do you have? If not, now is your death."
Jiang Chen said.
"Haha, Jiang Chen, you really opened my eyes to this young master, but do you think this young master has only this ability? Today, I will show you my true methods."
Yang Shuo laughed suddenly, even if Wan Jian Guizong was defeated, even if he was already injured at the moment, he was still full of confidence, believing that Jiang Chen would definitely die in his own hands.
"Real means? Just use it and see."
There was a smile on Jiang Chen's face. Today's battle with Yang Shuo was really fun, and because of Yang Shuo's reasons, he allowed himself to regain control of the sixth finger of Liuyang Xuanzhi in advance. Originally, this finger should at least reach Only the Divine Pill Realm can be displayed. If the Pill Realm is displayed in the later stage of today, Yang Shuo has contributed greatly.
snort!
Yang Shuo snorted coldly, he slowly put away the blood-drinking sword, then closed his eyes slightly, Yang Shuo folded his hands and stood in front of his chest, waves of air churning around him, blowing his clothes .
Yang Shuo muttered incomprehensible words in his mouth, and runes flickered between his palms, and a dream-like aura overflowed from Yang Shuo's body.
Jiang Chen frowned. With his eyesight, he didn't even see what kind of skills Yang Shuo was using.
"Dream Heart Sutra, the realm of great dreams, comes."
Yang Shuo suddenly opened his eyes, and a thunderous voice came out of his mouth. He waved his palms forward violently, and a colorful brilliance shrouded Jiang Chen like a sky.
Guanghua was silent, seemingly without the slightest attack power, with complex patterns flickering, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Jiang Chen.
"Humph! Let me see what you are doing?"
Jiang Chen snorted coldly. He has the knowledge of the number one saint in the world. He has never seen any methods before, and he is not afraid of Yang Shuo's methods at all. He stepped out and entered the light curtain.
brush!
The moment Jiang Chen entered the light curtain, the scene changed drastically. In front of Jiang Chen, there was an endless colorful world, like a dream. There was no earth under his feet, no sky above his head, and there were mottled colors on the left and right. Everything was beautiful. Very dreamy.
"It's an illusion. I didn't expect this Yang Shuo to have such a means. Unfortunately, with my eyesight, the general illusion can't trap me."
There was a sneer at the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth.
"Haha, Jiang Chen, entering my dream realm is your time of death, and you will die without a fight."
Yang Shuo stood outside the big dream realm and laughed loudly.
"What method is this? After Jiang Chen entered the light curtain, he stopped there."
"It's an illusion. Yang Shuo really has more powerful means, and he can actually create an illusion and confuse the opponent's mind."
"Illusion is very terrifying. I have heard of illusion but never seen it, because illusion is too rare and difficult to control."
Everyone was shocked. This is Yang Shuo's true strength. He has to wait for Jiang Chen to lose himself in the realm of fantasy, and then cooperate with Wanjian Guizong's swordsmanship, and he can definitely kill Jiang Chen in one hit.
In the realm of big dreams, Jiang Chen's face was flat, and he was indifferent to the colors here. Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed drastically.
The cold wind is cold, and the top of the cliff is towering into the clouds, surrounded by diffuse fog. A sturdy man holds a sword and looks up at the sky. At this moment, the sky is full of dark clouds, mixed with thunder and lightning, as if Like the end of the world.
The man looked to be in his thirties, handsome and extraordinary, with black hair dancing in the wind, with an air of indifference between his eyebrows, exuding domineering domineering over the world.
In the man's hand, there was a long sword with a complex pattern, the sword glow raged, the surrounding void was torn apart by the sword energy, and there were traces of gloomy and black wind overflowing from the space.
Seeing this man, Jiang Chen, who was originally indifferent, suddenly changed his face, his eyes became extremely red, and even breathing became extremely difficult.
Sacred Cliff, yes, this is Sacred Cliff. This is a scene from a hundred years ago. The man is the number one saint in the world, Jiang Chen. The sword in his hand is the Heavenly Sacred Sword. This is the name given by Jiang Chen. his life.
Jiang Chen was breathing quickly, as if he was there, as if the scene from a hundred years ago was re-appearing. He also knew what was going to happen next. That was his proud moment, and it was also the scene he least wanted to see. That scene, he would never will forget.
rumbling...
The thunder was raging, and the dark clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker. Jiang Chen on the holy cliff, with his eyes fixed, the air waves swept the world, and the Heavenly Sacred Sword in his hand slowly lifted and aimed at the sky.