On the earth, huge pits emerged. Inside the huge pits, the life and death of the five figures are unknown. No one can imagine them. Before that ten breaths, they were five masters who had reached the sixth heaven of the Primordial Stage...
However, at this time, they were directly solved by a pen.
Zhou Yuan looked at the Tianyuan pen floating in front of him. Although his face was calm, there was a hint of wonder and joy in his eyes.
Obviously, the power displayed by Tianyuan Pen was beyond his imagination.
Zhou Yuan stretched out his palm and slowly grasped the body of the Tianyuan pen, his eyes were slightly hot. After several years of falling into his hands, this former Saint Source Soldier, now, finally began to show his vigor.
With this thing, for him, it is undoubtedly even more powerful.
In mid-air, Su Duan looked at the five people who knew nothing about life and death. His eyelids twitched, and he was silent for a moment. Finally, he cast his senran gaze on Zhou Yuan. He didn't expect that everything went wrong with Zhou Yuan. His heart was wicked.
"I don't believe it, my dignified Young Sect Master of Yan Ding Sect, today I can't subdue you, an ordinary disciple of Cang Xuan Sect!"
boom!
When Su Duan's cold shout sounded, the majestic Origin Qi rose from his heavenly spirit cover like wolf smoke. The coercion of that Origin Qi was indeed far more powerful than the previous ones.
Su Duan's expression was cold and severe, and his hands slowly moved closer.
raging!
The fiery and violent Genesis Qi crazily compressed and condensed in his palm, and finally formed a fireball about the size of a human head. Inside the fireball, there seemed to be a faint shadow of a tripod.
"Inflammation Cauldron Technique!"
Bear!
The fireball rose into the air and exploded abruptly. One of the burning flame dings rose up against the storm and turned into a hundred meters or so. It was mixed with violent force and slammed down against Zhou Yuan below.
This Su Duan did not show any mercy. This Flame Cauldron Art was the top grade Little Heavenly Origin Art that their Yan Cauldron Sect was famous for.
Yan Ding whizzed down with the heat, and Zhou Yuan's eyes didn't fluctuate. He was holding the Tianyuan pen in his hand, and the white nib suddenly appeared at this moment with dark lines.
After just a few breaths, the original white nib became pitch black as ink.
Zhou Yuan held the Tianyuan pen, and the pen body shook. The long spear was like a dragon, and the dark nib brought a deep light, penetrated the air, and directly chose the strongest posture to collide with the screaming flame cauldron.
clang!
A crisp voice resounded.
Su Duan saw a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his handprint changed: "Blast!"
Above the Yan Cauldron, an extremely violent wave suddenly bloomed.
However, at the moment when Yan Ding was about to explode, it was as if a black light passed by, and then the sneer at the corner of Su Duan's mouth was directly frozen.
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Because he saw that when the black pen in Zhou Yuan's hand fell, the suppressed Yan Ding was directly divided into two, which was slashed by the dark pen tip...
"How is it possible..." Su Duan's pupils tightened, and he was amazed. His Yan Cauldron was transformed with pure Origin Qi, extremely violent, and if it collided slightly, it would explode, causing more destructive power.
But right now, how could he be cut apart by Zhou Yuan in one stroke
That feeling is like the Yan Cauldron transformed by his Origin Qi, extremely fragile under Zhou Yuan's pen tip...
"I do not believe!"
Su Duan's face was twisted, with a stern shout, his hands closed, only the scarlet source energy swept out, and four flame cauldrons were formed in front of him, and each flame cauldron exudes violent fluctuations.
"Smash him for me!"
The four flame tripods whizzed down one after another, and before they fell, the ground had cracked and cracks, showing the fierce offensive of Su Duan.
The hot wind shook Zhou Yuan's hair.
He looked up at the rapidly falling Yan Cauldron, his expression still not wavering, the Tianyuan brush in his hand flashed with cold light, and the vellus hair on the nib was pitch black and deep, shining with strange lines.
clang! clang!
Tian Yuan stroked the black light, as if it had turned into four afterimages, almost at the same time, it was still heavily dotted on the four flame cauldrons roaring down.
laugh! laugh!
The four flame cauldrons roaring down seemed to be stagnant at this moment.
Then, the black pen tip was a flashing black glow. From the flame cauldron, it pierced straight, and the black glow spread like an electric current. At this moment, the four flame cauldrons quietly decomposed and cracked. ..
The Zuoqiu Herring at the back looked at this scene and couldn't help covering her small mouth. She did not expect that Su Duan's violent Origin Art offensive, but in front of Zhou Yuan, it was as fragile as paper. general.
I don't know why, Zhou Yuan seems to have a unique destructive power to these Yuan Qi offensives.
In midair, Su Duan's eyes were a little sluggish. Obviously, his proud offensive was cracked so easily by Zhou Yuan, and it was a big blow to him.
"How could this happen?!" He murmured. In the past, no one dared to get close to his Yan Cauldron in a confrontation with people, because the most terrifying thing about Yan Cao Art was the final explosion.
But when Yan Ding collided with Zhou Yuan before, it seemed that there was a strange force, which directly suppressed the source of the violent air pressure, and finally resolved it silently.
"It's that black pen!" Su Duan's heart was shocked, his eyes fixed on the Tianyuan pen in Zhou Yuan's hand. On that pen tip, there was a strange black glow.
It seems that it was these black lights that easily tore his Origin Qi offensive.
Zhou Yuan looked up, he looked at Su Duan with a green complexion, and smiled faintly.
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The palm of his hand suddenly shook, and the Tianyuan pen in his hand turned into a stream of light and rose into the sky.
Huh!
The Tianyuan pen turned into a black glow, stabs Su Duan like lightning, and the speed was so fast that it just left an afterimage in the void.
The sharp and unparalleled wind rushed towards his face, Su Duan's mouth bulged, and in the next instant, only the crimson Origin Qi spit out, like a billowing flame, quickly forming a thick Origin Qi shield in front of him.
laugh!
The pitch-black pen tip hit the shield of Origin Qi heavily, and the black glow flickered. Then, Su Duan saw his pupils tightened. Under the black glow, his Origin Qi defense seemed to have been eroded. Generally, it gradually breaks apart.
It seems that Hei Mang, facing any Origin Qi, has a special power of destruction.
Huh!
Such thoughts flashed through his heart like lightning, and Su Duan immediately slapped his scalp, and his figure retreated like lightning, but at this moment, the shield of Origin Qi burst open.
The black pen around Zhang Xu shrank quickly and turned into a normal form, but its speed was approaching an extremely astonishing level at this time. Even Su Duan could only see a vague shadow passing by. .
"Fast speed!"
Su Duan was so horrified that his souls were treacherous, and this speed was already fast beyond his perception.
In the next instant, before he had any reaction, he felt a cold air rushing into his throat, his retreating figure instantly solidified, and he did not dare to move any more.
Cold sweat ran down from his forehead, because at this time, half an inch in front of his throat, the slender black pen was quietly suspended, and the black light at the tip of the pen was looming.
As long as the next moment, this black pen will be able to penetrate his throat.
The breath of death lingered in my heart.
Su Duan swallowed, with a dry smile on his face, and trembling slightly: "You have won, this is your site, we will withdraw immediately."
He looked at the slender figure below with a little fear. At this time, he didn't understand where he was. The Zhou Yuan who looked like only the four heavens in front of him was actually a wolf in sheep's clothing!
The four heavens are just to conceal people's eyes and ears!
Hearing Su Duan's words, Zhou Yuan also showed a gentle smile. With a stroke of his palm, the Tian Yuan pen shot back and fell into his hand.
He gently rubbed the mottled body of the Tianyuan Pen with his fingers, and finally stroked the fifth ancient source pattern, and his eyes also flashed a stunning color.
All of Su Duan's Origin Technique offensives were eventually broken by him with a stroke. The main reason was the existence of the fifth Origin Rune.
Tianyuan pen, fifth pattern...
Number: Break the source!
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