For example, according to the theoretical deduction of the three-five-seven swords, there are thirty thousand swords on top of the seven thousand swords, but to cultivate thirty thousand swords, follow the skills, it is beyond human power.
Therefore, it is destined to exist only in theory.
At this moment, the sword aura inspired by Wang Qianqiu soared into the sky, and it was no longer like a three-five-seven sword, but the sword aura just came out, and Chen Liao and Xie Wu recognized it immediately. The strong internal sword aura clearly came from Three five seven swords.
And the speed at which Wang Qianqiu fired seven thousand swords was even faster than Chen Liao's three thousand swords. Such a terrifying sword energy required abundant real energy to be released instantly.
But how is this possible!
Xie Wu was at a loss.
Chen Liao was terrified.
Compared with Xie Wu, Chen Liao realized the horror of Xu Yi's sword firsthand. Even his Heavenly Demon Armor, which he spent countless efforts to hunt countless corpses of Heavenly Demons in the Purple Realm, could not completely defend against it, and even his Heavenly Demon Armor, which was trained by Dan Zun's great ability, could not completely defend against it. To hurt himself was simply beyond his comprehension.
Everyone's reaction, it's a long story, but it's actually an instant.
Just as everyone's thoughts flashed, Xu Yi swung out his second and third swords one after another.
In front of such a plentiful and domineering giant sword, Chen Liao had no ability to fight back at all, and his whole body was smashed into the sky by the sword energy.
"Zi Mansion, Zi Mansion, this is the Lord of Zi Mansion, how could it be so, how could it be so..."
The elder with white beard couldn't help murmuring, he couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes.
He has a high status, and the news he received is different from others. This time, he spit out part of it, and there is still a lot that he hasn't spit out.
In fact, Xianmen’s definition of the Lord of Zifu is very high, and it is the core combat power of Xianmen. Every Lord of Zifu has the ability to deal with the real pill powerhouse. Of course, the word Zhouxuan is a bit flattering .
But during the introduction, the first deputy head teacher made it very clear that the Lord of the Zifu has the strength to fight against the strong fake alchemy.
But what is this scene happening in front of you? Illusion
Mr. Zifu was beaten by a guy who hadn't counted yuan, and he couldn't fight back. This, this...
Elder Whitebeard's mind was in a mess. Everything that happened in front of him caused certain concepts that had been in his mind for nearly a hundred years to collapse inch by inch.
"Wang Qianqiu, this deity will smash your corpse into thousands of pieces."
Chen Liao let out a shrill roar, his whole body was like duckweed floating in a violent storm.
The green demon armor was still hoarse, and Chen Liao's face was pale, but there was no blood rushing out, and he kept pouring healing elixir into his mouth.
Qiqianjian's attack was like a storm, and he was temporarily unable to resist it. Fortunately, the defense of the Heavenly Demon Armor was invincible. Chen Liao devoted himself to defending it, and the sharpness of Qiqianjian could not seriously injure him for the time being.
At this moment, Chen Liao's heart was full of anger, wishing to burn the sky to the ground.
He, the majestic Lord of the Purple Mansion, was actually beaten into such a state by a bastard who hadn't counted yuan. No matter what the outcome was after the war, he, Chen, would definitely be reduced to a laughing stock.
Suppressing endless resentment, Chen Liao gritted his teeth and persisted.
He was waiting, waiting for Xu Yi to get tired.
With such a fierce sword attack, no one can persist for a long time, he just needs to wait, wait for Xu Yi to defeat himself.
But in the blink of an eye, Xu Yi had already fired more than ten swords.
According to his guess, Xu Yi fired at most three swords. But now after more than ten swords, Xu Yi's offensive is still going on, which is beyond common sense.
"No, he is the boundless sea!"
Xie Wu shouted angrily.
It was he who asked for such news through Elder Whitebeard.
At the beginning, Xu Yi's name was Zhendonghua Xianmen, and the boundless sea was widely known.
At this moment, seeing Xu Yi's exaggerated sword power, Xie Wu was startled to feel that something was wrong, so he sent his thoughts to Elder Whitebeard and came up with such an answer.
Xie Wu knew exactly what Chen Liao was up to, but he encountered the boundless sea. If Chen Liao still held on to this idea, he would really be looking for his own death.
Xie Wu's shout came to his ears, Chen Liao's mind was shocked, he was accidentally swept by Kuangba's sword energy, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
He felt extremely depressed, not to mention meeting the evildoer who has cultivated seven thousand swords, but at the same time he also met the boundless sea.
If he loses first, at this moment, he will be completely passive and beaten. If things go on like this, he might really lose at the hands of this damned thief.
So far, Chen Liao still didn't realize that what Xu Yi wanted was his life.
Didi...
Finally, there were bursts of sharp whistles from the Heavenly Demon Armor, which sounded like a sudden sound. This was clearly a sign that the Heavenly Demon Armor was about to collapse under severe injuries.
"Thank you brother for helping me!"
At the critical moment, Chen Liao finally let go of all his reserve, and yelled out loud.
Xie Wu's heart trembled, but he still made a move.
The news of today's battle spread that he and Chen Liao were destined to be buffoons.
But no matter how unbearable he was, he would never sit back and watch Chen Liao lose to Xu Yi.
A snow-coloured sword three feet long was held in Xie Wu's palm, dancing wildly like a dragon.
The sword shed a piece of rotten silver light, and the light converged crazily.
Accompanied by the gathering of halos, the sky is streaked with purple electric blue frost.
With a bang, the silver light dissipated, and a giant purple-brown python flew down from the sky and shot directly at Xu Yi.
As early as the beginning of the battle between Xu Yi and Chen Liao, everyone vacated hundreds of feet.
When the purple-brown python inspired by Xie Wu hit Xu Yi, the air with a radius of 300 zhang around Xu Yi suddenly boiled.
The violent metal storm turned the surrounding air into purple.
"Golden Thunderstorm, Golden Thunderstorm, someone in the world has practiced such a magical skill."
"The legendary supernatural power of the gold system in our sect is well-deserved."
"No, Lord Chen is dead, Lord Chen is dead!"
"Ahhh... Mr. Chen was killed by the golden thunder storm!"
"..."
The atmosphere on the field was like boiling water, exclamations and shouts resounded throughout.
At this moment, the huge smoke and dust billowing up from the field hadn't cleared away yet, and the powerful spiritual thoughts of all the powerful monks had clearly captured the results of the battle.
Chen Liao had no bones left and died in the storm.
That Wang Meihua that people can never see through, still makes people unable to see his limit.
At this moment, the place where Wang Meihua was standing was exactly where the golden thunderstorm was bombarded, and she didn't seem to have moved at all.
Except for a new look in the green shirt, it was a new change, and there was no change at all, as if the extremely powerful golden thunder storm had never happened at all.
Xie Wu was dumbfounded, staring at Xu Yi in a daze, without saying a word.
The shock in his heart was really indescribable, and after a long time, he pointed to Elder Cao and said, "You can see clearly that he dared to kill Chen Liao and Lord Zifu, how should he deal with such a serious crime. "
Compared to the violent shock, the panic in his heart was overwhelming.
He couldn't believe that Chen Liao had died right in front of his eyes, and he couldn't understand Xu Yi in front of him.
This person seemed to be out of tune with this world, and all the common sense and shackles of practice were smashed to pieces in front of this person.