"Yezi, the rest is up to you!"
The sound of Meng Yuanjun fleeing away gradually came from the big hole in the ground, Ye Qingxuan smiled helplessly, his sworn brother really did not have the strength to participate in a decisive battle at this level, otherwise no matter how good his lightness kung fu was, he would inevitably be defeated , can't even make trouble for the opponent.
However, at the critical moment, he was able to bring his Wufeng Sword to him, which was considered a meritorious service.
When Wufeng appeared, Zhu Wusheng and Li Daotian were suddenly taken aback.
This gigantic giant sword is not only taller than a person, but also wider than a door panel. The whole body is pitch black, like a piece of black charcoal, without a trace of luster. It has neither blade nor sandalwood.
But it was such a giant sword without a front that made the eyelids of the two masters of the apotheosis realm twitch slightly.
The reason for this could not be simpler—
With Li Daotian's strength and the high temperature under the full power of [Li Tian Jue God's Palm], the sword without a front that had fully withstood a blow did not show any abnormality, not to mention it was burning red, once the flame was retracted, there was only a little bit of temperature There is no improvement, and it still looks like the pure black cast iron before.
Ye Qingxuan turned his head slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "What? Do you two find it strange? Hehe, the swords of the world have their own magical powers. Zihuang generates electricity, and Bilan becomes wind. Only I have no front, It’s a great coincidence. This sword was rebuilt for the old man of Tibetan Sword by condensing thousands of years of experience in Bingjiamen and the good fortune of heaven and earth. The only magical power is—”
Before he finished speaking, Ye Qingxuan suddenly let go of one hand and grabbed the Wufeng Sword behind him. Before he could make a move, strange ripples suddenly opened up. In this ripple, the coefficient is broken.
Zhu Wusheng's eyelids twitched, an indescribable danger signal came, he roared, and there was a loud bang between his palms, consuming one-third of his body's energy, abruptly shaking Ye Qingxuan's powerful body away. suction.
At the same time, Ye Qingxuan, who was suddenly filled with Gang Qi, suddenly raised his breath, and waved Wufeng lightly in his hand...
hum!
The huge sword passed across the sky, and slashed across Zhu Wusheng's chest without any time, gently cutting through Zhu Wusheng's monk robe, exposing his fleshy chest.
Although Wufeng didn't hurt his body, he just pierced through the air and left a red bloodstain on Zhu Wusheng's snow-white chest.
Wow...
Blood gushed out in an instant, staining Zhu Wusheng's rotten yellow monk robe red.
Zhu Wusheng and Li Daotian widened their eyes at the same time, watching all this in disbelief.
That sword did not contain any qi, which seemed to be done by an uninnate mediocre hand, but the strange thing is that when the sword edge met Zhu Wusheng's protective qi, the protective qi was like a magnet of the same polarity When they met, there was a phenomenon of repulsion, and the two sides separated without any resistance, allowing the sword energy to attack the body, causing unimaginable injuries.
"This, this sword..." Although Zhu Wusheng's injury was only flesh and not the root, he was still frightened by the sword and stuttered.
"Repel! It repels all the qi in the world, even mine!" Ye Qingxuan chuckled, proudly swiped the Wufeng sword across, and said calmly: "The body of this Wufeng sword is refined by the meteorite iron from outside the sky. After the two divine swords were produced, the remaining waste was meant to be discarded. Useless, useless. But I just saw its unwillingness, its extreme strength. Therefore, I begged the old man Tibetan sword to use it in the eyes of others The sword was forged from the dregs of the sword. The sword was forged three times. The first time, the sword was formed, and it was rigid and strong; The sky walks alone, and I am the only one. This is an epee without a sharp edge, a great skill without work, it is not tolerated by the world, but it also rejects everything in the world."
Li Daotian and Zhu Wusheng's eyelids twitched when they heard this, they couldn't figure out that there would be such a strange substance in the world, and someone would actually forge it into a sword!
Ye Qingxuan stroked Wufeng's sword lightly with his palm, and continued: "This sword was originally used to deal with the Demon Lord. But since the two of you have caught up, it is not a pity to use you to sacrifice the sword." It! Die!"
call out!
Ye Qingxuan disappeared suddenly, Zhu Wusheng and Li Daotian felt cold all over their bodies.
At this moment, Ye Qingxuan's speed exploded to the extreme, and the two of them didn't see who the target of Ye Qingxuan's attack was. In danger, Li Daotian turned around and retreated.
"Don't retreat!" Zhu Wu was so angry that he almost cursed, but had no choice but to rush towards Li Daotian.
In such a situation, Ye Qingxuan's strength is difficult to predict, but even with the blessing of the Wufeng Sword, his strength improvement is limited, and it will never be able to completely suppress the joint strength of the two.
But if Li Daotian fled backwards and formed a one-on-one situation, the result would be difficult to predict.
Li Daotian struck with all his strength and returned in vain. At this time, he was obviously scared out of his wits. Seeing Ye Qingxuan's attack, he subconsciously backed away. His retreat naturally broke the momentum of the two of them joining hands. Zhu Wusheng hurriedly chased after him. But just as he took a step, a gust of wind hit him, Zhu Wusheng narrowed his eyes, and hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it!
call!
The evil wind reversed, suddenly appeared behind his neck, and fell straight down...
Good swordsmanship!
Zhu Wusheng couldn't help admiring, this was also the first time he had experienced Ye Qingxuan's [Dugu Nine Swords].
I can't see how he twisted, his body as fat as a bull turned 180 degrees in the blink of an eye, and Ye Qingxuan's epee had no front.
The thick palm went straight up and collided with the epee Wufeng without fancy.
Pont—
Zhu Wusheng's huge body fell to the ground like a meteorite and fell into a deep pit.
Ye Qingxuan let out a cold snort, and chased him up. The epee Wufeng plunged vertically to the ground, and the target was Zhu Wusheng's blood-stained chest.
If this blow is carried out, even if Zhu Wusheng is rough-skinned and thick-skinned, he will inevitably end up with broken bones and tendons, and a broken heart.
Ye Qingxuan's epee fell down, Zhu Wusheng's breath was out of control, he couldn't avoid it for a while, and he was about to be seriously injured on the spot, at this moment, a strange and extremely strange breath suddenly came from Ye Qingxuan's side.
when!
When there was no time to spare, an imposing golden thick-backed broadsword was knocked open from the side and held the "Wufeng" in Ye Qingxuan's hand.
Um
Ye Qingxuan's brows were slightly frowned by the sudden appearance of a sinister figure covered in bandages.
The breath, appearance, and body shape of the visitor were completely unfamiliar, but for some reason, Ye Qingxuan felt a sense of familiarity from his dark eyes full of hatred.
Long—
Ye Qingxuan struck the air with his sword, piercing into the ground beside Zhu Wusheng, the huge impact force rippled out, and around this center, a majestic gust of wind blew out.
"Ye Qingxuan, it's time to end our enmity!" The voice of the visitor was hoarse and unpleasant, like a ghost from the Nine Serenity Hell.
"You?" Ye Qingxuan breathed out, "Zhan Dong?"
He recognized the eyes, and even more so the knife...