Ancient True Dragon Art

This sword light!

It's like the sea roaring, like a river bursting its dyke, like a flood erupting... strong and domineering, endless.

as if--

Under this sword light, everything will be completely crushed!

It is the sky and the sky!

It can also be slashed with one sword!

Strong!

Really strong!

In the eyes of countless people, there was a look of horror, and this was Xiaoyao's real killer move.

Even a martial artist who knows fate can only avoid his sharp stunts!

"Roar……"

The real dragon phantom, roaring in the air, constantly waving its front paws, and the dragon tail swept away.

"Whizzing!"

however--

Under that Xiaoyao Sword Master, with this horror swordsmanship, the attack of the real dragon ghost actually lost its effect.

On the contrary, it was defeated by the opponent, the real dragon phantom with a sword!

"Boy, die!"

Xiaoyao Jian Shao's entire expression was extremely cruel, and the figure continuously stepped forward, at lightning speed.

Motivated that one hundred-meter-large illusory lightsaber, and slammed into Qin Feng's body.

"At this moment, Li Zhixing may be really helpless, resist it!"

"This little Xiaoyao sword is worthy of being the true pride of heaven! His sword skill is simply unmatched!"

"Even if I watch it from such a distance, the terrible sword intent contained in it makes me tremble!"

"It's really a pity, although this Li Zhixing is very good, but compared with Xiaoyao Jianshao, it is still a bit short of work!"

"Xiaoyao Sword Master's stunt is a real trump card!"

"No sword wins with a sword! This Li Zhixing is already defeated!"

this moment!

All warriors are secretly a pity for Qin Feng.

Xiaoyao's sword is enough to move mountains and fill the sea, and subvert mountains and rivers!

Even if it is a martial artist who knows fate, it is difficult to resist it.

What's more, it's just a Qin Feng with three levels of Huayuan Realm?

Looking at that illusory lightsaber, it got closer and closer to Qin Feng.

Everyone's heart began to tighten.

"Hehe, do you really think you can kill me with this swordsmanship?"

That is when all the warriors believed that Qin Feng would be defeated.

There was a sneer from Qin Feng's mouth.

"what!"

Perceiving Qin Feng's weird smile, Xiaoyao Jian Shao's face changed drastically.

A sense of crisis that made him frightened, instantly enveloped his soul.

Even the illusory lightsaber he manipulated seemed to tremble fiercely at that moment.

"Om!"

"Furious Battle Spirit!"

"The fighting spirit is forever!"

"War God phantom!"

"go with!"

Suddenly, a ray of red appeared in Qin Feng's eyes.

A violent fighting will quickly enveloped him, knowing the sea from his soul.

An illusory figure suddenly appeared.

That phantom was red and full of violent fighting spirit. He was tall and burly, like an ancient **** of war!

"drink!"

Shouted!

Earth-shattering!

The phantom condensed by the power of the soul rushed towards Xiaoyao Jian Shao instantly.

"Wow!"

That is, instant kung fu!

This phantom of the **** of war broke into Xiaoyao Jian Shao's soul consciousness sea.

In an instant!

Xiaoyao Jian Shao held his head and started screaming crazy.

At this moment!

That phantom of the God of War was actually in the sea of ​​his soul, constantly destroying it.

The terrifying power made his weak soul know the sea, unable to resist it at all!

pain!

Pain in my heart!

It is far better than physical pain!

The terrifying power of this violent battle soul, even Qin Feng at the beginning, could hardly support it.

What's more, the soul power is far inferior to Qin Feng's Xiaoyao sword?

"Boom boom!"

The violent war soul, the condensed phantom, like an immortal **** of war, madly chasing and killing Xiaoyao Jian Shao's soul.

Xiaoyao had few swords, and couldn't match it at all.