Chapter 39 I Take the Opportunity with My Sword (4)
(Liu Dao is going to enter the capital, from now on, please don’t call me Xiao Liu, call me Liu Liu Liu)
Mingxuan Army Tianjiao's speed was astonishing, passing by like a gust of wind, they crossed thousands of meters in the blink of an eye, and quickly fled away.
Immediately, his figure stopped, from extreme speed to a standstill only in an instant, this Tianjiao's face was extremely dignified, staring ahead, his brows gradually frowned, his eyes burst out with an extremely sharp and cold light, and he was a tyrannical mid-level fifth-level saint The breath then diffused away.
Keng Keng Keng!
The continuous sound of gold and iron sounded very pleasant, and the three short spears and short sticks on the back were instantly combined into a long spear. The whole body of the long spear was bronze in color and looked extremely heavy, but the tip of the spear burst out with incomparable sharpness, as if it could penetrate the world everything.
The breath of his body and the spear in his hand merged into one, incomparable, and his fighting spirit was soaring, as if he wanted to pierce through the sky.
At this time, a figure quickly came from a distance like a ghost, and appeared in a flash.
When this person saw the man with the gun in front of him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a trace of murderous intent bloomed in his eyes.
The ghostly figure quickly approached the opponent without stopping.
When we meet on a narrow road, the strong wins!
This is a life-and-death duel, a competition for opportunities and places, and there is no room for hesitation or holding back.
kill!
The bronze-colored spear was as heavy as a mountain and astonishingly sharp. It pierced through the sky in an instant, directly oppressing the air in front of it, as if it collapsed in an instant, and made a terrifying roar. Countless air poured in from all directions. Like an astonishing cyclone, strangling everything.
But between the flickering ghostly figures, as if turning into nothingness, they directly penetrated the cover of the gun light and approached the opponent.
With a wave of his left hand, the speed was indescribably fast, and a faint light loomed in the air.
There is no dodging!
Even the reaction was a step slower, and the Tianjiao who had the mid-level fifth stage of the holy realm was wiped across the neck by the dim light, and the light flickered on his body, separated and absorbed by the opponent, while he quickly fled away.
one strike!
With just one blow, he killed the peerless Tianjiao who had cultivated in the middle stage of the fifth level of the Holy Realm, showing terrifying strength.
"Eight times!" A grim smile appeared on this person's feminine face, and his voice was low.
The number of deaths has reached eight, which means that five people have died under his sharp blade.
"Unfortunately, there is no secret treasure." The person whispered again: "But even if I don't get the secret treasure, with my strength, Li Xieyang, I can definitely get a place."
strength!
Where there is strength, there is confidence.
The stronger the strength, the stronger the self-confidence.
As one of the 280 peerless geniuses participating in this battle, he is one of the few who deserved the highest cultivation, and his strength is naturally the strongest.
With a flash of his figure, he left quickly like a ghost, without a sound.
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"You are not my enemy, so kill me as soon as you stretch your neck." The young man with fluttering hair held a light blue long sword, the blade was light and thin, and it was extremely sharp.
His indifferent eyes stared forward, the person who was mobilizing all his strength to counter him.
"Whoever lived and who died has never been beaten, it's not certain." The other party snorted coldly, and immediately, the pair of knives rolled up a terrifying blade storm, and crazily swept out and strangled.
"Struggling in vain." The indifferent young man's eyes flashed a cold light, and he swung his sword, which seemed to be an understatement, but burst out with terrifying power in an instant, as if splitting a mountain and cutting a long river.
With just one sword strike, the terrifying blade storm was split, and even the opponent's body was cut, leaving a long sword mark behind him, reaching a distance of 100 meters.
The saber energy dissipated, the two sabers scattered, and the man stared blankly ahead.
How could the gap be so big!
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"You won't die with one blow, I'll let you go this time." The young man with a body as strong as a mountain laughed, his body jumped up suddenly, like a dragon riding the sky, and then fell in an instant, like a tiger crossing a mountain stream, It sank quickly, with a terrifying aura like a dragon and a tiger meeting.
boom!
The end of the long stick became bigger and thicker in an instant, like a waist, and fell down with a bang, smashing a mountain.
Under the big stick, the stick crushed the sky, the ground collapsed and cracked, and countless traces spread rapidly.
With one stick, the peerless genius who possessed the fifth-level late-stage cultivation of the Holy Realm, all defenses and resistances were defeated in an instant, and a ray of light flew towards the opponent in an instant, while he turned into a ray of light and fled away. .
powerful!
These people are all the ones with the highest cultivation among the 280 peerless geniuses, and they have all reached the sixth level of the Saint Realm.
Within a hundred years, to reach the sixth level of the Holy Realm, one must not only have an extraordinary talent for cultivation, but also an extraordinary opportunity.
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In the valley, all the vegetation turned into powder and scattered all around, and the ground was covered with countless gullies and cracks, which were shocking, like ruins that were wantonly destroyed by the passing of a hurricane.
Chen Zong stood in the valley, and the power of Shenxuanwu Mingdan completely disappeared.
But this practice has gained a lot.
First of all, the Da Xuan Yuan Jue broke through to the twenty-first floor.
Secondly, it is the breakthrough of the Taoism of the Wind to the fourth turn, and the martial arts of the Wind have reached the perfect state.
In the end, it was the Dao of the Wind that broke through and transformed into a mid-level Hurricane Dao, and based on the Dao of the Hurricane and the Wu of the Wind, he created a more powerful sword move. Chen Zong named this sword move Hurricane Destroying the City.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong regained his composure, stretched his figure, and immediately turned into a streamer of light, leaving the valley at high speed.
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"You actually have a secret treasure, hand it over obediently, and I'll give you a happy one." Tianjiao, dressed in the armor of the Dragon Xuan Army, stared at Chen Zong, his eyes flickering, and a faint bronze light glowed on the shoes of his footsteps, filling the air. The breath of the secret treasure fluctuates.
Low-level secret treasure!
The opponent's combat shoes are low-level secret treasures.
But at this moment, the other party was staring at Chen Zong's right arm, he could see a faint silver light, and he could feel the fluctuation of breath.
Intermediate Secret Treasure!
He felt that he was lucky to be able to meet someone with a middle-level secret treasure.
As long as you kill the opponent, the mid-level secret treasure will drop, be obtained by yourself, and be used by yourself.
If you get the middle-level secret treasure, you will have more hole cards, which will be more beneficial to this competition.
Of course, he was also a little apprehensive.
After all, it is an intermediate secret treasure, and I don't know what kind of intermediate secret treasure it is, and what power it possesses. It would definitely be better if the other party was threatened by me and handed it over voluntarily.
If not, then fight and kill the opponent alive.
Chen Zong narrowed his eyes slightly, it was naturally impossible for him to hand over the silver arm to the opponent, but this person would be a formidable opponent.
His cultivation is at the peak of the fifth level of the Holy Realm, which is much better than his own middle stage of the fourth level of the Holy Realm. The difference in cultivation is also the difference in strength.
Moreover, the opponent possessed a low-level secret treasure, which was a pair of war shoes, and Chen Zong didn't know how effective it was.
Enemy!
Chen Zong has no idea whether he can fight against the enemy, but no matter what, this battle is inevitable.
So let's fight.
Chi Hell Yanliu sword was unsheathed, and a ray of sword light pierced through the air in an instant, the sword energy was violent and swift.
kill!
"Looking for death!" Yang Ming was furious.
But it's only the middle stage of the fourth level of the holy realm, and he dared to take the initiative to attack himself.
kill!
Immediately, Yang Ming's cultivation at the peak of the fifth level of the Holy Realm exploded, and the holy power rolled like a wave, extremely tyrannical and fierce, and he punched out like a yellow dragon.
The fist was fierce, as if it was shocking, it directly shattered the red sword light and blasted towards Chen Zong, as if it wanted to break Chen Zong into pieces.
Magic Luo Nine Changes!
In an instant, nine figures flickered.
This is the Nine Transformations of the Dacheng Realm.
The Nine Transformations of Illusory Luo is a high-grade holy-level movement technique, but it is more advanced than Lei Guang Juechen, especially suitable for fighting.
Now being able to transform into the nine realms in an instant means that one has cultivated to great success, but there is another realm of perfection beyond that, which is not so easy to achieve.
While the nine figures were changing, they quickly approached Yangming, and the Chiyu Yanliu swords all rushed out.
"Small tricks!" Although Yang Ming shouted coldly, he didn't dare to take it lightly, because this skill was so clever that it was difficult for him to find a flaw.
However, I don't need to look for flaws, I just need to break it with tyrannical strength.
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, Yang Ming blasted his punches continuously, and the punches spread in all directions, attacking all around him, as if smashing everything, Chen Zong only felt like a boat on the turbulent sea, swaying endlessly, and would be smashed to pieces at any time Same as destruction.
The realm of the heart!
Compress to a radius of 100 meters, and immediately continue to compress until 50 meters.
Fifty meters is the limit that can be compressed now, and it takes a lot of effort to maintain the compressed state.
But in the same way, everything becomes clearer when compressed into the 50-meter Heartland, ten times clearer than 400 meters, and the vague feeling of being able to control everything becomes stronger and more obvious.
dodge!
The Nine Changes of Huanluo was used to the extreme by Chen Zong, avoiding the opponent's punch forcefully and striking out with a single sword.
Yang Ming was very surprised, the opponent was able to avoid his fist strength and approach him to attack him, it was unbelievable.
But such an attack is not enough for him, not strong enough.
Chen Zong was also very helpless. Even though he could compress the heart domain to a range of 50 meters, he could avoid the opponent's punches and then attack the opponent, but the huge gap in cultivation made it impossible for his sword to really hurt the opponent. The opponent, let alone kill.
Even if the power of the silver light arm is stimulated, it only increases the speed of the sword. As the speed of the sword increases, of course the power will also be improved accordingly. However, it is very difficult to kill the opponent.
What's more, the duration is only three breaths.
With a thought in his heart, Chen Zong avoided Yang Ming's fist and stepped back quickly to create a distance.
"Struggling in vain." Yang Ming couldn't help but sneer. He was sure that although the opponent's strength was very strong, compared with his own, there was still some gap. It was just a threat, but as long as he was vigilant enough, he could defeat him. kill.
At that time, the opponent's mid-level secret treasure will belong to him.
Realizing that his own strength is enough to defeat the opponent, Yang Ming did not rush to pursue him.
A cold light flashed in Chen Zong's eyes, and immediately, the field of heart spread out again, covering a radius of 400 meters.
With a thought, the vitality of the fire was pulled away and condensed on the sword body in an instant, and the Chiheol Yanliu Sword immediately burned blazingly.
In an instant, Chen Zong swung his sword, and the flames were violent and raging. nt
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