Dominating Sword Immortal

The second hundred and sixty-seventh chapter sword and knife (second more)

"The ice is cracked!"

The ice crack boxing is the top level boxing method of the land level. There are fourteen styles. The last three types of killing strokes are extremely difficult to cultivate. So far, Bing Ling has been able to display the penultimate ice crystal boxing. It’s not killing, but the power is much more than the glacier cracks, second only to the three killings.

Hey!

The ice skates that are full of moons are floating in front of Bingling. After a slight meal, they fly out with the force of splitting the void. Because the speed is too fast and the temperature is too low, the white ice silk is pulled out in the air. Gorgeous danger.

Murong City did not dare to ignore the ice skates, hands out, and a grip, the magic field burst.

Oh...

The speed of the ice skates has been reduced, and the appearance has a slight distortion.

"broken!"

Murong pours the city and sees Bing Ling and moves. The brow wrinkles, the devil is as mad as water disappears, and all transform into invisible and inferior magic field.

With a bang, the sky was thrown, and at this time, Bing Ling was ready for a new trick, which was the ice spirit that had been used in Ye Chen.

The crystal ice hockey rotates and accelerates, and it is shot toward Murong, and it is as fast as lightning.

"The devil's big handprint, annihilation!"

The horror of the ice spirit smashed the glory of the city, although she did not personally experience it, but from the confrontation between Bing Ling and Ye Chen, she can see one or two, this is definitely not an ordinary trick, it is a killing trick, that powerful blasting power day The magic field can prevent it, but it can't prevent the terrible low temperature. Not careful, she immediately revoked the magic field, the whole body was infused into the right arm, and the slender palm carried the breath like a sea in the void.

boom!

In front of the palm of his hand, the ice crystals in the range of hundreds of meters are all suspended, turned into a group of nothingness, and the ice hockey seems to be trapped in the mud, the speed slows down to the level of horrible, and then burst into a burst, thoroughly Annihilation.

If it is in the past, Murong will consume too much instinct after the execution of this trick, and the combat power will be reduced sharply. It is only from the Heaven and the Law to the tenth. The big magic handprint can be easily displayed. 10% of the total.

"The devil's big handprint, the replies!"

The right palm has not been recovered, and Murong’s left hand hit it.

An astonishing scene occurred, and Bing Ling seemed to be repelled by this space. The whole person bounced out uncontrollably, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

The figure was continuously turned several times in the air, and Bing Ling landed on the ground smoothly. He said: "The devil is really worthy of the name, I lost."

There are two great schools in the sky, one is the magic of the heavens, the other is the magic of the heavens, the magic of the heavens is good at seeing through the weak points, one hit will kill, the big law of the demon is the main attack, not only can cultivate the magic field, but also It contains the supporting martial arts day magic big handprint, which belongs to the most advanced existence in the top-level martial arts of Nanzhuo domain, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate.

Although the power of Bingling's ice cracking punch is strong, but the devil's Dafa is its nemesis, it can't be close to the body. Under the circumstance, the natural beauty can't be Murong.

"Carrying." Murong pours a hug.

With the two men stepping down, the audience is busy, the top ten seed players have already removed four, and there are six people in this round to play, and five of the six are super hot, such as Si Kong, Yan Chihuo, Li Daoxuan, Lin Biao and Ye Chen, as for Mo Yan, because they lost to the top of the hardship, the popularity has been greatly reduced, slightly inferior among the young giants.

"In the fifteenth game, Li Daoxuan is against the red fire."

Hey!

Silence on the field, it suddenly broke out with amazing sound.

Yan Chihuo ranked second in the previous Qianlong list. It is the first knife of the younger generation of Nanzhuo. The knife and the knife are open and big, and the swordsmen of the older generation are sighing.

When Ye Chen did not appear, Li Daoxuan was the first swordsman of the younger generation of Nanzhuo. The swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless. He could kill people with his hands and feet, and he was called a ruthless swordsman.

One is the first knife, and the other is the first swordsman. The two players can detonate the blood of the warriors. Many people have dry throats and round eyes, and they are staring at the two people on the stage.

"You haven't played against me for three years. I don't know if your ruthless swordsmanship can break my knife." If Si Kongsheng is the king of the younger generation, the flaming prince is definitely the hegemon of the younger generation, domineering. Be born, smash the world.

"Try to know!"

Li Daoxuan hit Tsing Yi, his body was thin, standing there as if a gust of wind could blow, blowing, but waiting for his sword to appear in his hand, a fierce and ruthless edge of meaning, the whole world seems to be shrouded in its sword Under, arbitrarily cut.

Yan Redfire glanced at Li Daoxuan and said proudly: "You were not my opponent three years ago. I will not be my opponent after three years. Now I will let you three strokes. Within three strokes, I will not be able to win the sword. If you can win I am half-finished, what can I lose to you?"

Li Daoxuan’s brow wrinkled. “There is no need to give up, the first sword will let your knife come out.”

"Haha, then let's go! If you can't afford to let you three strokes, how can you fight for the first?" Without saying a word, the knife of Yan Chihuo will rise by one point, but his knife is not sheathed, but Give a long knife to the empty posture, domineering.

Hey!

Li Daoxuan’s sword was unsheathed, and he couldn’t see the blade. He only saw a faint sword light rushing out and flashing away.

"Give me broken!"

Strictly screamed at the red fire, the red-red instinct rose into the sky, turned into a fiery knife with a length of ten feet, and slammed into the void.

Jianguang is like the wind, there is no shadow and invisible. The fiery knives that are gathered together by the red fire are all smashed by Jianguang, but the next moment, Jianguang re-aggregates and cuts to the other side's facade.

"Well! So good swordsmanship, so strange the mood of the wind!" Ye Chen eyes a glimpse, Li Daoxuan's sword light is like a gust of wind, the wind is scattered, still the wind, or the wind will never dissipate , it always exists.

"How about the mood of the wind, help me!"

Yan Chihuo’s right hand was sucked up by the air, and Jianguang pulled it over. He immediately ejected a bunch of red-red knives from his palm. The knife was like a fire, and after swallowing Li Daoxuan’s Jianguang, the power was even stronger, like a forest fire. Backlash to Li Daoxuan.

This move, half of the young giants suddenly changed color, this is what hegemony, the other side's attack is used for their own purposes.

Li Daoxuan's look is as heavy as water. He has not seen it for three years. The slashing method of the red fire has entered the realm of incredible thinking. The artistic conception of the wind alone cannot force his true strength.

"Killing!"

The ruthless swordsmanship, Li Daoxuan the whole person tossed the feelings, the ancient well has no waves, his sword, there is no feelings, and some are endless sharp and sharp, killing everything in front of you.

"Let me break!"

The long knife has never been squirted, and the attacking power of the severe red fire has been greatly reduced. Facing Li Daoxuan’s second sword, he is mobilized to the peak, with his arms as the knife and his hands as the blade, each of which has a few knives. , impacted together in the air.

Oh...

The countertop was suddenly riddled with holes, and the swords and knives of the sky were flying around, as if the hornets that had blown up the nest were extremely spectacular.

"The third sword, kill!"

As soon as the sword came out, the air calmed down and the swordsman pointed straight to the red fire.

Yan Honghuo retreats, he let Li Daoxuan three moves, in addition to self-confidence, more importantly, he wants to challenge his own limit. If he can safely catch Li Daoxuan's three swords, he will be qualified to challenge Si Kongsheng. If not, talk about it. What is the challenge.

Li Daoxuan’s sword is fierce and unparalleled, and his sharpness is clear. Wherever the red fire is retreating, it is like a needle in a thorn, and the hair is upright.

bass!

At this moment, Yan Chihuo was finally ready to use the sword. The knife was not sheathed. He went straight out with the scabbard and the red knife smashed open, giving a volcanic eruption, a terrible illusion of magma, and the hole wearing the heart. The swordsman slammed together.

Bang!

There are two colors in the 300-meter-long biantai, one is a faint silver color, and the other is an endless flaming color.

At this time, everyone was holding their breath, their eyes were stunned, and they were afraid to miss the most crucial scene. In their eyes, the incredible and arrogant, the sword could safely block Li Daoxuan’s three swords without falling into the wind. Too terrible.

Ye Chen and the views of the people are slightly different. Although the knife law of Yan Chihuo is strong, Li Daoxuan is not bad. The reason why Yan Chihuo can block Li Daoxuan’s three swords, in addition to its own superior strength, it is more important to know the roots and replace it with another one. Similar to Li Daoxuan's strange swordsman, Yan Chihuo will not be so big. In addition to these reasons, there is another reason. As we all know, the three strokes are not long, short and short, when two swordsmen and swordsmen of equal strength meet each other. One person does not have a knife, and the combat power is greatly discounted. It is only that there are not many problems in supporting the three strokes. After all, the knife and the law are still in the mood. The lack of attack power and imposing power is impossible. It is impossible for one person to lose the weapon and lose the situation immediately.

Of course, the severe red fire is so powerful that it is within the three strokes and does not fall into the wind. The second stage of the previous Qianlong list is really not an ordinary generation.

"Three swords have passed!"

The three swords are already the limit of strict red fire. He did not hesitate to pull out the sword, and continued to attack along the previous knife, pushing the volcanic eruption into another realm, instantly smashing Li Daoxuan’s sword, such as opening the gate. Like the flood, all of them have passed.

"Keep the air!"

Before the three swords, Li Daoxuan seems to have no mercy, but he can face a knifeman who does not have a knife. The offensive has a weaker consciousness. Perhaps it is considered to be a victory. At this moment, the sword is more severe, and Li Daoxuan’s sword is even higher. On the floor, the sword is surging.

Dangdang!

In a few blinks, the two played against each other for dozens of rounds. The hot Mars was splashing everywhere, and there was no way to see the figure. The thrilling battle made everyone even forget to breathe, and the face was red.

Mars is not scattered, the number of times the two are fighting more and more, the frequency is getting higher and higher, Mo Yan running the magical eyes for the first time feels a bit sour eyes.

laugh!

A figure was swept out. It was Li Daoxuan. There was a scorch on his shoulder and the clothes were incinerated into fly ash.