The collision between the blood tiger and the nine-headed bird, the nine-headed bird is extremely fast, and the blood tiger flies in the air, colliding with it in every corner of the sky and the earth!
Who could have imagined that the nine-headed bird in this central imperial weapon was so fierce, it was a species that had disappeared 30,000 years ago!
Luo Xingchen was holding an ancient sword!
The nine-headed bird actually scratched the body of the blood tiger. The blood tiger roared and broke the wings of the nine-headed bird.
After that, Qin Yang tilted his head, the central imperial weapon in his hand, those gaps, was used by him with spirit fires and sword lights, which were the fine iron of stars. They directly repaired the sword body, and the central imperial weapon was intact. .
Qin Yang smiled coldly, glanced at Luo Xingchen indifferently, playing with the taste: "Enough!"
Luo Xingchen still holds the sword, his eyes are cold, and he doesn't move.
But Jian stunned them, opened his mouth and choked silently.
Qin Yang's refining level has reached the level of a master!
This is really a peerless evildoer!
Proficient in formations, refining weapons, kendo, and powerful physical training!
If Qin Yang is not a demon and is awe-inspiring, that would be great! That's perfect, no shortcomings can't be found!
He is the heaven and the earth, there is only one!
Because no one can master so many avenues, Qin Yang is an unprecedented one!
His master Tianlei Boss, is a huge body training, array mage, refiner, the only thing lacking is kendo attainments.
Qin Yang has even this kendo attainment!
He is simply born to be supreme, and when he was born, he was destined to look down upon the heroes.
Unfortunately, he chose a path of no return!
"continue or not?"
Qin Yang glanced at Luo Xingchen and said indifferently.
Luo Xingchen said solemnly: "Continue!"
"Okay! It depends on your ability!"
Qin Yang smiled evilly, and once again displayed his unpredictable sword technique!
Compared with the sudden attack and killing, Qin Yang is no weaker than Ling Feng in the same realm!
You know, Ling Feng is the king of killers!
Qin Yang's talent is perfect!
Refining tools to power God, sword intent powers God! Array and Taoist! One move, one move, all perfect!
Qin Yang's body, like a ghost, appeared in various directions, and then pierced Luo Xingchen's eyebrows.
Luo Xingchen manipulated the killing air and melted it into his own quality. His eyes were very sharp and easy to detect falsehood.
There are hundreds of millions of figures, only one is the real body!
Luo Xingchen simply closed his eyes and felt it with his heart.
Immediately, his body swayed, but he hit it!
A sword gas pierced out and pierced Qin Yang's body. Qin Yang's chest and back were penetrated, and Qin Yang was injured again!
But Qin Yang didn’t rush, he didn’t care about his injuries, the demon thunder body was condensed, his physical strength was powerful, and he used it to display a sword intent, rubbing Luo Xingchen’s shoulders, and cutting off half of Luo Xingchen. Meat, painful!
"Boom!"
It was another sharp punch, hitting Luo Xingchen's body, and the bones were painful, terribly painful!
Luo Xingchen gritted his teeth, his eyes revealed a sense of determination.
"One Sword Heavenly Desolation-Slash the Heavenly Desolation again!"
The ancient sword stele, the first and the second sword intent, condensed into a hurricane, the two swords merged together, and the front and back merged.
Afterwards, this sword intent phantom slammed into Qin Yang's demon thunder body, Qin Yang punched it out, and collided with it with a supreme thunder pillar!
"laugh-"
The black thunder destroys the world, which is like the world-destroying divine pupil that is shocked by the sword, with the same powerful and destructive energy.
And Luo Xingchen’s Heavenly Sword Intent was extraordinary. They collided with each other, and immediately the two figures were knocked into flight. Luo Xingchen’s arm was sore, and the blood sword was directly released. He fell to pieces and his body was scorched. The internal organs are chaotic.
But Qin Yang staggered, backed up, his body was also injured, and the scars penetrated his chest and back.
The devil's thunder body can hardly stop Luo Xingchen's Tianhuang sword intent!
This is the strongest killer move. They both lose and lose, and they are unable to struggle.
Qin Yang fell to the ground, gritted his teeth and swallowed a pill.
The eight-pin pill was enough to quickly heal his injury, he still didn't have the ability to heal himself like Luo Xingchen.
Withered flowers, Nirvana tactics, from the inside out, healed Luo Xingchen's wounds, and he is gradually recovering, and the world is in silence.
Jian Jinghong's eyes trembled and his face was full of tears.
Yu Wentao clenched his fist and was hit hard in his heart.
These two people, it can be said that they are not people!
They have surpassed the scope of human beings, and these two people are lunatics!
Maybe the pain, for them, doesn't matter!
If you want to fight, you will fight to the ground.
Maybe life and death are irrelevant.
None of them would give up, just want to distinguish between the superior and the inferior!
Compared to realm, Luo Xingchen is inferior to Qin Yang.
Compared to the treasure, Qin Yang is inferior to Luo Xingchen.
Compared with the self-healing ability, Qin Yang is inferior to himself.
Compared with the physical body, Qin Yang now has a surpassing one!
Luo Xingchen's Great Zhoutian Divine Body, only reached the tenth floor, was not yet an opponent of the Demon Thunder Body.
The real terrifying aspects of the Great Zhoutian Divine Body were behind, and Luo Xingchen hadn't controlled it yet.
One stick of incense, two sticks of incense, one hour!
All of them got up from the ground one after another, looking at each other with sharp eyes!
"Hehe... Still struggling? Let me see what other tricks you have!"
Qin Yang curled his mouth and smiled coldly.
He began to unite his thoughts and summoned: "Ten thousand swords return to the sect—"
"Chichichichi..."
The swords of each member of the Sword Demon Clan were all unsheathed, and flew into the sky with a "swish" flying to the sky, forming a rain of swords, and falling to Luo Xingchen overwhelmingly!
Luo Xingchen held the blood sword, his eyes were about to split, and he shouted angrily: "Ten thousand swords return to the sect, Shura sword formation!"
He directly portrayed a series of lines, condensed into a sword formation of Shura, Shura Faxiang!
That was a giant, holding a giant sword, this giant was just a phantom, but this sword was an enlarged blood sword!
Unable to withstand the pressure of the blood sword, the tens of thousands of magic swords Qin Yang absorbed were absorbed by Luo Xingchen!
This time, the Shura sword formation has changed from a sword shadow to a real magic sword!
The magic swords controlled by Luo Xingchen and Qin Yang each account for half!
Two forces, two sword rains, causing the roar of thunder, criss-cross the sky!
The blood tiger and the nine-headed bird rushed out again, and then the beasts screamed, the sword spirits were fighting, the treasures were fighting, and Luo Xingchen and Qin Yang were fighting like flying, bare-handed!
"Boom!" The magical skill of stacking explosion was blessed by him for a long time, and the divine body of the Great Zhou Tian was maintained at the thirteenth floor!
He and Qin Yang began to collide, punches, feet, and palms!
The bones of the two of them were all misaligned, and the pain of splitting the bones made Jian Jinghong's eyes black and fainted!
She had never seen such a fierce battle!
Can't win! It seems that no one can win!
However, in the end it was clear.
Qin Yang's realm overwhelmed Luo Xingchen's arrogance.
Qin Yang's fist repeatedly hit Luo Xingchen's body!
His eyes were red as blood, and he wished to forcibly beat Luo Xingchen to death with his fists!
Luo Xingchen's bones were sunken and completely unrecognizable.
Luo Xingchen's vitality was weak, and the blood sword had also stopped operating.
This is the end of the ten thousand swords returning to the sect.
Their duel, after exhausting all the cards, is over...
"Devil!"
I saw a sword demon clan shouting loudly!
At this time, Qin Yang had broken Luo Xingchen's arms and legs, and he pulled out the two ribs directly on his chest and looked carefully, as if he was doing research.
The corner of his mouth still had a wicked sneer.
"This bone is actually golden, different from ordinary people, amazing, amazing!"
Jian Jinghong couldn't help but want to make a move!
"Scum—"
"Mako, the front asks to retreat!"
Jian Jinghong's eyes blurred with tears, angrily drew his sword, and flew away!
Qin Yang glanced at Jian Jinghong playfully, squinted his eyes, and threw several Thunder Beads. The Thunder Beads exploded, Jian Jinghong quickly dodged his steps and was shocked. This kind of power was terrifying!
If she doesn't evade, even if her strength approaches the realm of heaven and human, she will die!
At the same time, the strong sword demon clan shouted again.
Qin Yang frowned, glanced at this Wanyi Realm, and asked impatiently: "What the hell is he doing? Didn't you see that he has become a prisoner? Let me play it?"
Luo Xingchen was vague, still barely opening his eyes.
"Qin Yang...you killed all fellow human beings, don't you feel ashamed in your heart?"
Qin Yang smiled coldly: "Hehe... Compatriots? What counts how many people die? The spiritual world is so big, how many people die, can you control it?"
Luo Xingchen's breath was weak and angry, but he couldn't straighten up. Qin Yang's body was torn apart.
Compared to Qin Yang, he was still a lot worse.
Qin Yang was roughly equal to him in the kendo, but his strength was weak and he was far behind.
Qin Yang's demon thunder body suppressed him.
His body was scorched black, and the six spiritual seals receded, also showing insufficient energy.
Qin Yang couldn't take it away when the magic sword fell.
"Devil, hurry up! Something big happened. Our demon coalition was repelled by a powerful mysterious master, and it has almost been killed! They are expected to be killed soon, and they will be in danger by then!"
The strong demon clan began to shout again.
Qin Yang didn't care, and said indifferently: "I see!"
Qin Yang kicked away the seriously injured Luo Xingchen and took away the two golden ribs. Without looking back, he stepped away in the air, and left a sentence: "Luo Xingchen, this time, count your luck! Next time! , I’m not as simple as playing, I will send you to hell!"
Qin Yang carried his back and led the army of the Sword Demon Race, floating away!
"Hahaha... I don't go to hell, who will go to hell! I am a demon, I want to be the master of the demon clan, what counts how many people die? Luo Xingchen, the benevolence of women, you are worse than me after all!"
This arrogant and domineering voice has already caused Luo Xingchen to numb the pain.
His eyes were darkened, and he didn't feel anymore...
At this moment, the sky array!
Taimoyan, Tong Fazheng, Xifeng Lie, Jiang Xiao and others, staring at the twelve immobile Nine-Pole puppets in front of them, their hearts are full of shock!
"Amazing Soldiers, these people, are they human or what? Why do they help us?"
Jiang Xiao was stunned for a long time, puzzled.
They have asked these nine-pole puppets many times.
It's a pity that they are just puppets, or made of steel, and they can't speak or answer!
Xi Fenglie calmed his face, wiped off the blood, and began to think seriously.
The surrounding several large high-level planes seem to have been occupied by the demons.
Even if they are not occupied, it is hard to protect themselves, and it is impossible to help them!
But now, twelve ten thousand artistic conceptions appeared at once, and when combined, they were actually powerful men who could compare with the first calamity.
Who is it that has such a big show
Who is it that will lend a helping hand
Xi Fenglie kept shaking his head, trying to break his scalp, but he never wanted to understand...