100,000 Years of Body Refining

"Lin Youming is worthy of being an immortal, and he suppressed Qin Feng with a single sword, wounding him!"

After a brief silence, the vast crowd was shocked.

The Silence Ancient Sword gave them an insight into the power of Lin Youming. Although it didn't cause any serious injury to Qin Feng, the sword shattered its power and caused it to bleed.

Looking at Qingxuan, only Lin Youming did it.

At this moment, no one questioned Lin Youming's realm strength.

In amazement, the hundreds of millions of people seemed extremely excited and excited, and the duel between the two great martial arts surpassing the pinnacle was bound to be extremely exciting.

Many pinnacles stared at the battlefield unblinkingly, and many people's eyes shone with brilliance, as if they had seen Qin Feng's defeat, and desperately wanted to see Qin Fengming's death.

As for the Qingxuan Shenzong, many people are worried.

Lin Youming ignored the crowd, but looked at Qin Feng slightly disappointed, but suddenly, those disappointed pupils gradually became awe-inspiring.

I saw that the blood in Qin Feng's body was still rising, and at the same time there was a faint glazed gleam, and his might soared.

"Crimson Glazed!"

Qin Feng stepped on the void and walked towards Lin Youming, the vast blood and boundless colored glaze gathered in his hands, and finally turned into a punch, knocking over the world, and rushing towards Lin Youming.

That punch hit, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, the sun and the moon subverted, and its majesty was a thousand times better than before.

Qin Feng hit two consecutive punches before, but did not urge the power of the Liuli Immortal Body, relying entirely on his own blood, and he was still a thousand miles away from his peak combat power.

Since it is not enough, try the power of Liuli Immortal Body.

"Boom!"

The blood-red and glazed fist prints blasted the world, with boundless power, blasted towards Lin Youming frantically. At this moment, there was no disappointment on Lin Youming's face, but a touch of solemnity appeared.

He stretched out his hand to hold the ancient sword of nirvana, and his majestic power poured into it madly.

"Zheng!"

At that moment, the ancient sword was unsheathed, and in an instant, the world was cut through by a white rainbow sword light. The sword light ran across the sky, and it was thousands of meters long. In the void.

Lin Youming held the ancient sword in his hand, as if he was throwing a thousand jin in two or two, borrowing the sword intent of heaven and earth to spread a sword field, and swept toward the blood-colored glass.

The sword crosses the sky, extinguishes everything, and the horror of its prestige is the appearance of many peaks, and their faces are pale, and there is death.

"Is this the power of the fairyland? It fits the world and uses the rules of the world for several purposes. If I stay under it, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist, I can only sit and wait for death."

The peak of martial arts sensed the sword power, and his face was gray.

Only this remaining prestige can deter them, and it is difficult to move. If you are placed underneath, you will be able to do nothing but wait to die.

Even these martial arts peaks are like this, you can imagine the state of the other people.

Hundreds of miles, there were hundreds of thousands of people shuddering, and under Nirvana, they were all creeping, and even many weak and weak, bursting under the surplus of the sword intent.

Many people wanted to retreat, but were shocked and unable to move, they could only wait in fear and trembling for the sword intent to dissipate.

"broken!"

Qin Fengren walked with his fist, the blood-colored glaze shattered into the sky, and directly blasted into the sword domain, like a huge boulder thrown into the sea, sinking continuously, and madly shuttled in the sword domain.

However, the sword domain is constantly skyrocketing, really like the vast and boundless sea, which can drown that blood-colored glaze.

In the eyes of outsiders.

The blood-colored colored glaze rushed into the sword domain, shuttled crazily, bursting out with bursts of earth-shaking roar, but could not penetrate through it, seeming to be annihilated by the sword domain.

But Lin Youming's expression became more solemn, he could feel the power of the blood-colored glass bursting open, as if it was boundless, and constantly crushing his sword domain, its majesty is vast, and it is beyond his reach.

He frantically poured spiritual energy into the ancient sword, flipped his wrist, and the ancient sword slashed down, cutting into the sword domain, facing the blood-colored glaze.

"Boom!"

The ancient sword and the blood-colored colored glaze collided quickly, the power agitated, and the sky and the earth shook.

I saw the thick blood intent accompanied by the glazed light, and the terrible sword intent exploded at the same time, spreading in all directions, sweeping across the world through the sword domain.

"Retreat!"

The expressions of Shendaotian and the others changed wildly, and immediately released their strength to resist, but they were still retreated by the aftermath of the shock, and looked at the center of the collision storm with a horrified face.

I saw that space was completely filled with blood-colored glaze and sword intent, and the remaining power swept the world, covering both Qin Feng and Lin Youming, and couldn't see the situation inside.

"This collision, who can crush whom?"

Zhu Qiang stared at that side, wanting to see the end.

"Boom!"

After the shock came, Gu Jianmeng bounced back and fell into Lin Youming's hands. The terrifying impact shocked Lin Youming straight back several dozen feet, drawing a chasm in the air.

Lin Youming was shaken back!

All strong tremors.

Is Qin Feng so scary?

Not a fairy, but can you retreat from the wonderland with a punch?

"interesting!"

Lin Youming said indifferently, no disappointment on his face. He flicked the ancient sword with his fingers, as if a rhythm master was playing the piano. With every flick, a thick sword bloomed from the ancient sword. Ninety-nine sword rainbows bloomed in between.

Ninety-nine Dao, although the number is less than three thousand Nirvana, but the sword power is not the same. With the ancient sword slashing down, the ninety-nine sword rainbows penetrate the void and fall on the blood-colored glaze one after another.

"boom!"

Every sword rainbow seemed to have the power of destroying the world, and the blood-colored colored glaze was violently shaken by the impact, and it seemed that a faint crack appeared, and it was about to be broken.

But the blood-colored colored glaze was terrifying, and the speed was unabated. It crushed the sky all the way, and the ninety-nine sword rainbows could not be resisted.

"Boom boom boom!"

With the continuous sound of breaking like a gust of wind and rain, the ninety-nine sword rainbows were quickly crushed, and Qin Feng walked with his fist, his prestige increased without diminishing, and his potential energy crushed the heavens.

"well!"

Lin Youming smiled, the ancient sword trembled in his hand, and a more vast, more terrifying sword rainbow bloomed out.

"I have a sword out of the netherworld, dare to transform into **** on earth!"

Lin Youming raised his sword and cut down.

Stabbed!

The void was split instantly, as fragile as cloth, countless dark and secluded space storms swept out of it, the world turned into chaos in an instant, and the howling of ghosts and wolves was like **** Lingchen.

Boom!

Scarlet Liuli was still unstoppable, crushing sword intent all the way.

"North Cold Sword Art!"

"Wraith Sword!"

"Great Shura Swordsmanship!"

Lin Youming's fighting spirit climbed, and he cut several sword tactics in a row. Each sword was the best in the world, making many peaks look discolored and full of shock.

Is this the power of wonderland?

too horrible!

Boom!

The void was destroyed by the sword intent and turned into a sea of ​​sword intent. The majestic sword aura, like an angry tornado, swept towards Qin Feng frantically, the blood-colored glaze trembled intensified, and Qin Feng felt a bit of shock.

Lin Youming's sword intent is not bad, if there is no Liuli immortal body, I am afraid that these peerless sword intents will be shattered on the spot.

"Break it to me!"

Shrouded by countless peerless swordsmanship, Qin Feng remained calm, blood and colored glaze still poured into the blood-colored colored glaze, and finally turned into a blood-red dazzling fist mark, which continued to blow down.

The fist smashed the sky, making the world shattered, and the whole world reopened like chaos. The terrifying storm swept the world, and Shinto and others had to retreat back, how dare to approach it.

"boom!"

Finally, Qin Feng shattered the void, with an invincible physical body, resisting all the sword intent, rushed to Lin Youming, and slammed a fist.

The Huanghuang Ancient Sword couldn't withstand the crush of the blood-colored colored glaze, and it broke with a bang. Even Lin Youming was blown down into the sky with a punch, like a meteor piercing the sky and crashing down.

hiss!

At the same time, Zhu Qiang was shocked, dumbfounded, watching this scene in disbelief.

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