The force of the sudden palm was astonishing, mighty like a wave, roaring and galloping past, the space shook violently, and it was hard to bear this sudden palm.
The figure of Zijin's battle suit appeared, and he made a surprise attack, which was a shame for Xuejing Fengcheng.
The second calamity powerhouse slapped the palm with all its might, with astonishing power, and attacked the two of them. When they approached, they discovered that most of the palm of their power was pressing on Wang Hongzhu next to Ning Chen.
Jin Zhaoran knew very well that this slap would not kill the young man in red, but if he wanted to block the move for others, he would have to pay some price.
"Treacherous, evil, shameless, arrogantly called Tianjiao"
Ning Chen was angry, his expression suddenly turned cold, his figure moved instantly, and he took Wang Hongzhu to avoid the sudden palm.
At an indistinguishable speed, it shocked everyone present. The red-clothed body moved for a moment, but no one could see it clearly.
"Since you like to use force to suppress people so much, then you don't need to keep this body and body."
The words fell, the red clothes disappeared, and he reappeared in front of Jin Zhaoran.
"Uh"
With an extremely painful groan, Jin Zhaoran's dantian qi sea instantly collapsed, and the frantic true qi dissipated, instantly destroying the meridians of the warrior's half body.
The shocking, shocking, and unbelievable scene caused the arrogance of Baichao Tianjiao to be surging like waves. How could it be that a strong man of the second disaster was abolished by such a move.
"Zhaoran" The two young men who were also in the second disaster rushed over and saw Jin Zhaoran, who was gushing blood all over his body, with a look of grief and anger on his face. One of them suddenly turned his head and looked at the young man in red in front of him, Sen Sheng Said, "As soon as your Excellency makes a move, you will destroy the cultivation base,
Don't you think it's too much? "
"Excessive? But just give it back to him by his means. If you are so excessive, it's up to you!" Ning Chen replied lightly.
After speaking, Ning Chen ignored these trivial matters, glanced at Hong Zhu next to him, and calmly said, "Let's go, go to the next floor"
The stone gate opened, and twenty-three Origin Tianyu flew out. Ning Chen waved his hand to collect it. Tianyu started and was about to put it away, but a slender hand reached out and grabbed the jade.
Knowing the fate of the reaction, the double strokes collided, and with a bang, each took a half step back, Tianyu was shocked, and one of them, difficult to bear the aftermath of the double arrogant fight, collapsed at the sound, dissipating between heaven and earth.
In front of her, the woman in pink and pink, with a smile on her face and a face of peerless elegance, is not like a mortal woman, but more like an exiled immortal, so beautiful she dare not look directly.
King Ai Ran Ming, a Buddhist girl in the world, is a sham, blocking Zhiming's footsteps.
"This son, it's inappropriate to take all the Yuanyuan Tianyu alone." The corner of the woman's mouth raised slightly, and she said softly.
Seeing the woman in front of him, a strange color flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, a Buddhist disciple
Although this woman did not wear Buddhist clothes, the looming aura when they fought just now was obviously the holy power unique to Buddhism.
After a brief confrontation, the two young men who were traveling with Jin Zhaoran saw that a strong man made a move and walked up to them.
"It's so lively here, but since it's the trouble of looking for Yuheng Holy Land, we'll join in the fun too."
In the voice, not far away, three young strong men stepped forward. The leader was dressed in a dark gold royal uniform, and their eyes were very heroic. The cultivation base actually overwhelmed everyone present.
"King Xuanyang" regretted that Hongzhu's expression changed slightly, but it was him!
Xuan Yang, the younger brother of the Emperor Tianquan, has never been defeated since he started martial arts, and has won the attention of the Emperor Tianquan. He is a genius among true geniuses.
When the three appeared, the situation changed in a flash, and the smile on the corner of King Airan Ming's mouth became even more prosperous. Is it a pair of five, or is it possible to add her to one against six
"Brother"
Unfortunately, Hongzhu's face was full of worry. No matter how strong the senior brother was, he couldn't stop so many of the world's arrogance alone.
"Hongzhu, give me your sword." Ning Chen's expression did not change, he turned back and said calmly.
After hearing the words, Hongzhu didn't understand, but still handed the precious fragrance in her hand.
Ning Chen took the sword, pointed at Ning Yuan, and slowly swiped across the sword body. Immediately, blood light rose, thousands of sword intents converged on the sword, and Qi Feng's aura suddenly changed.
The sword that changes blood color, the sword intent is lingering, gathering but not dispersing, fierce and pressing, far away, you can feel the powerful breath on the sword.
"Go up with the sword, and after ten breaths, go out of the tower"
Ning Chen returned the sword, gave a command, and immediately stepped out, blocking the front, coldness rose in his calm eyes, and the looming murderous intention made everyone present sink inexplicably.
"Senior brother, be more careful." Wang Hongzhu knew that if he stayed, it would only be a drag, so he no longer hesitated, and walked to the next floor.
"Can you go?"
Beside King Xuanyang, a man in blue clothes moved, his name was unsheathed, and he moved his sword and swept towards Wan Hongzhu.
At this moment, the red clothes also moved, two fingers and swords, and with a loud bang, Ming Feng was restrained, and it was difficult to advance half an inch.
"The speed is good, but unfortunately, it is still too weak"
When the words fell, the figure of King Xuanyang flashed past and rushed to the front.
Ning Chen waved his hand to knock back the man in cyan cloth in front of him, and immediately slammed the sword with his fingers. The moment the two strikes clashed, the boundless sword intent surged out, and immediately, the raging sand and waves rolled up several feet high.
Jin Zhaoran and the two young strong men saw this, calm the wind, made the rain, and both swords were unsheathed, and they joined forces to force their way up.
Another person in the Tianquan Dynasty waved his hand to take troops, and the lancet started to turn into a quick knife, chasing the soul and killing him.
Five Tianjiao, five Three Disasters, joined hands to fight Fengshen, Ning Chen calmed down, stepped sideways, condensed the sword, the sword intent around his body rose endlessly, and the cultivation base on the sword proudly exploded.
"Sword Pose, Breaking the Air"
The sword of breaking the sky, a sword swayed, a hundred feet of void, shaking violently, a huge crack appeared, as if to swallow the sky and destroy the earth, terrifying.
King Xuanyang took the sword, slammed, took a few steps back, and the blood in his body surged sharply.
The aftermath of the sword wind passed by, the flat wind created rain and retreated, and the sky was filled with dust and dust. At the same time, the lancet slashed through the void, and the extremely fast knife came again.
The man in Tsing Yi then drew out his sword, and the green frost appeared on the sword, and the cold air forced people.
Ning Chen took the sword, blocked it, and released the force invisible. The edge of his finger swung around, swaying the two in front of him.
The two retreated, and King Xuanyang stepped forward again, the heavy sword fell, and the unparalleled divine might shattered space after space.
The figure in red moved, avoiding the epee, and saw the wind and the rain, and the body was sharp and sharp, driving people crazy.
"Sword-style, sky-drop"
Ning Chen took a half step back, turned his palms to shake the two of them away, and immediately pointed at Ning Yuan, the sword intent around his body shot straight into the sky, reproducing the sword falling from the sky.
There was a moment of silence, the boundless sword edge fell from the sky, the terrifying sword pressure, smashed the dry and rotten, smashed everything, and in the rumbling tremor, piece after piece of the earth cracked open, and was completely destroyed by the boundless sword rain.
"not bad"
King Xuanyang's expression froze, he held the sword in both hands, and slashed out in a retrograde direction, with a bang, shaking the sword that fell from the sky.
The other four attacked the swords in pairs, but seeing Canhong flying up, the four of them were injured at the same time, and they retreated again and again.
The astonishing battle, first dyed with vermilion, and sprinkled with dust, represents the clear mark of the enemy's defeat in the battle. The arrogance of the onlookers in the distance is shocked, what is the origin of this person, and why has he never heard of it before.
Bei Gongyu and Nan Ming watched the battle attentively, and were also amazed by the amazing sword intent. In terms of the height of the sword alone, there are only a handful of people in the world who surpass him.
In front of the two, Qi Yanxia's eyes flashed with brilliance, this person's swordsmanship was truly shocking.
In the battle situation, it was difficult for the five people to join forces to gain the upper hand. The corner of King Airan Ming's mouth showed an incomprehensible smile. With the movement of the lotus step, the Buddha's light disappeared, and in an instant, he reached the front of the red body, and the slender hand shot out, and the holy force shook the sword's edge.
There was a loud bang, the two powers collided, and the aftermath was endlessly turbulent. Seeing this, King Xuanyang stepped forward, and the heavy sword fell, adding another three-point force.
Quietly, a smear of blood slipped from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, the first time he was injured since the war.
The red clothes danced, the sword intent swayed, and the two of them were shaken back. Ning Chen raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the Buddhist girl in front of him, his eyes gradually turned cold.
"Young master, hand over Tianyu, and Airan will no longer interfere," Prince Airan said with a chuckle.
"If I say no," Ning Chen said coldly.
"That's a sin"
When the words fall, the King Ming moves, his love stains the world, the Bodhisattva sighs, the Buddhists are different, no one knows what he thinks, thinks, and seeks. .
Ning Chen also pointed at the sword, and fought against the strange Buddhist girl. With a sword without thinking, without thinking, without seeking, a pure sword, its might shakes the world.
At the moment of the confrontation, King Xuanyang entered the battle at the same time, the epee broke through ten thousand, and the sword was arrogant for a while.
The flat wind made rain, the lancet, and three famous frontmen followed, tacitly attacking, trapping the red clothes.
The six-person wheel-to-wheel battle, knowing the fate of the sword, and the scattered sword intent, brought out one after another of bright red, world-shattering combat power, which shocked everyone present again and again.
"Empress" Bei Gongyu looked at the woman in front of him and said sternly.
Nan Tianming's eyes also shifted, and Jin Xi's first photo behind him was ready to unsheath at any time.
"Wait"
Qi Yanxia opened her mouth and refused the former's invitation to fight, her eyes quietly looking at the battle situation ahead, waiting for the scene she expected to see.
In the battle situation, the battle is already white-hot, and the six people join forces to fight for their fate, wave after wave of offensive, swords and blades are constantly intertwined, and King Ming assisted the battle, making the stalemate battle situation finally shifted.
With a stab, the red clothes split open, and a trace of blood flew up, blooming in the clash of swords.
"Sword Style, Poyue"
Po Yue's sword struck back the six people in front of him, Ning Chen stretched out his hand and brushed the wound on his left arm, red light flashed, and the wounds merged.
With one enemy, six, five, three disasters, and an unfathomable strength of the unfathomable King Airan Ming, the half-body Zhiming finally showed a defeat.
"I didn't want to mention the sword again, but unfortunately." The world is impermanent, and it is always difficult for people to achieve their wishes. Ning Chen sighed, the next moment, his eyes gradually changed, and murderous intent surged wildly all over his body. Heart, hold the right hand, but see, in the frantic purple waves
, a purple-gold divine front slowly fell and fell into Zhiming's hands.
"coming"
Qi Yanxia's eyes narrowed, and the scene she wanted to see finally appeared. The Divine Sword appeared, grasped the sword knowingly, and in an instant, the endless sword pressure spread, rumbled and trembled, shaking the world.