Dominating Sword Immortal

The second hundred and seventy-two chapters of the six-sword sword attack

"Shangkong Sheng, pick me up again, blood is broken."

Just when everyone thought that the decision was over, the right hand of Lin Biao in the inverted posture was empty, and the blood sprayed out gathered into a group. Under the burning of the dark red flame, a cracking sound was heard, and then turned into A **** gun tip, spurting toward Sikong.

call out!

The gunpoint of the blood condensed was extremely fast, as if a **** lightning flashed, and it immediately shot in front of Sikong.

Si Kong's holy look was slightly surprised, and a punch hit the **** gun.

Oh!

The **** gun tip broke open, and the blood-red flame swelled in the wind, swallowing the singer and burning it.

"What, Lin Biao still has this trick." There are quite a few of the warriors who can compete against and even kill the six-level monsters and lords. They will smash at a glance, and Lin Biao’s ultimate trick can kill any one. The level of the monster beast, the blood red flame is not an ordinary flame, but a special flame that combines blood energy, and the adhesion is extremely strong.

The body of Sikong Sheng was melted by the blood of the blood, like a piece of snow in the winter, and the ice in the early spring quickly disintegrated.

The sole of the foot fell on the stage, and Lin Biao stretched his hand and wiped the blood of his mouth. He smiled and said: "This trick is a killing trick that I specially modified. It is specially used to deal with you. It is your honor to be defeated." ""

"Lin Wei, do you really think that you can beat me with this trick, not self-reliant."

In the flame package, the right hand behind Sikong's back was finally stretched out. The palm of this hand was long and powerful, and there was no special place, but when the right hand and five fingers were opened, the surrounding space was violently violent, as if he was open. Not a finger, but a day.

The burning blood of the flame is centered on this hand, and the crazy rotation is compressed. Finally, the blood-colored fireball that is reduced to an egg size falls on the palm of the sage, only half an inch away from the palm, and it is still.

puff!

Sikong Sheng palm grip, the fireball turned into a smoky annihilation.

The face is rising, and the eyes of the gods are as if they are gods. They stare at Lin Biao: "The winners and losers have already been divided. Do you want to continue playing?"

"Oh, it’s awesome." Lin Biao’s face flashed unwillingly, which made him prepare for a long time, but he still couldn’t help Sikong, although he had other tricks, but he couldn’t get bloody, and exposed the cards in vain. However, forget it, can't fight for the first, and fight for the second.

The dragon-shaped illusion of Si Kongsheng had eight feet and four, and after swallowing the dragon's pulse of Lin Biao, it instantly reached eight feet and six, and it was getting closer and closer to Jiuzhang.

"The strength of Si Kong Sheng is still overwhelming. Even Lin Biao does not pose a threat to him. I don't know who can really play with him this time."

"Yes! If you can't see the peak matchup, it's quite boring."

"It is estimated that Yan Honghuo should be able to make him more serious. As for Ye Chen, who has never lost, it is not easy to say that he will have basic qualifications when he becomes the first swordsman of the younger generation."

"Ye Chen, a little hanging, 50% swordsmanship is a little shallow, not necessarily able to defeat Li Daoxuan, not to mention Sikong."

"It is too early to talk about this now. The 63rd round is coming to an end. What may be seen in the 64th round."

The battle between Sikong Sheng and Lin Biao is not very intense. Everyone is somewhat unsatisfied and looks forward to the next round of competition.

Soon, the 63rd round ended, the 64th round did not happen immediately, and some of the injured younger generations needed to recover a lot of strength and injuries, especially several young giants.

At this time, the sacred gates were revealed. Bing Ling Li Daoxuan and Lin Biao were only slightly injured. The medicinal herbs used were medicinal herbs worth tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of Chinese spirits. The treatment of Linghai's great power can be completely cured at an hour. As for Mo Yan, it is a skin trauma. It doesn't matter if it is not treated. It is enough to sprinkle some powder.

One hour passed and the sixty-fourth round began.

The first six games have not yet reached the young giants. In the seventh round, Li Daoxuan was the first to appear. His opponent was Mo Yan who lost to Ye Chen in the previous round.

In the face of Li Daoxuan, Mo Yan finally did not need to be shackled. In front of him, he lost to Tuoba and Ye Chen. The vast majority of the reasons were restrained. The hard defense made him unable to make his eyes clear. Ye Chen saw through the moves. The weakness caused him to return without success. In the end, he was defeated by him. Although Li Daoxuan’s strength is abnormal and not under the pain of extension and leaf dust, as long as he does not restrain him, he will be able to display his magical eyes and do what he is good at. Weak point attack.

"The illusion is seven fingers!"

As a ghost, Mo Yan walked around Li Daoxuan, could not see the figure, and the **** in the hands and food, frequently imaginary points, hit the flaws of Mo Yan.

"Killing!"

Five consecutive Jianguang flashes, indicating that the mansions have been cut, Li Daoxuan's body shape is a show, the sword is filled, and the general area of ​​Mo Yan is locked, and a sword crosses the past.

The black air flow was torn like a cloth, and Mo Yan’s figure was exposed. He stepped on his feet and shot five fingers in a row, defeating the fierce sword.

"kill!"

The ruthless swordsmanship is a trick, the air is strangely calmed down, and a smattering of the swordsmanship is looming, pointing to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan knows the horror of this sword, the deep red light in the pupil is concise to the extreme, and under the eyes, three uncoordinated places are found from the void, and the moment does not hesitate, pointing to the glare of the past, falling That three-point position.

Puff puff!

The gauze was removed, and the swordsman was exposed and slammed.

Hey!

Mo Yan’s clothes on his shoulders were cut open, and the thin blood beads secreted the skin and rolled.

"Keep the air!"

Successfully defeated or avoided Li Daoxuan's first two swords, Mo Yan's confidence increased, and the momentum was more prosperous, but when Li Daoxuan's third sword was attacked, Mo Yan's brow frowned, and the sword did not show any sword light. Sword spurs, some are fine ripples, all around, it seems that Jianguang is everywhere, and it is not Jianguang everywhere.

"How to prevent it?"

Mo Yan’s mind gave birth to a question, and his thoughts flashed beyond the speed of electro-optical light.

"You lost!" At this moment, Li Daoxuan’s voice came from his ear, and at the same time there was a sharp edge of the bones. Mo Yan looked at it sideways, and a sword with a cold light was less than an inch away from him. The invisible edge on the tip of the sword has fallen a few hairs.

"What is going on, is this sword a sham?"

"I can't see it. In addition to the slight fluctuations in the air, I haven't seen any attacks. It is estimated to be used to confuse Mo Yan!"

"Even Mo Yan’s eyes are not wearing weaknesses, and this sword is terrible whether it is a virtual move or not."

Everyone can’t see why, and there is a lot of discussion.

The stern fire that had been handed over with Li Daoxuan in front and smacked his mouth, did not say anything, this trick Li Daoxuan once showed on him.

Hearing everyone's arguments, Ye Chen shook his head slightly. This is not a virtual move, but a real killing trick, and it is a combination of two attacks, one virtual and one real, one bright and one dark, when you are clearly seen When the attack is attracted, the darkness of the killing is followed, and when you ignore the obvious attack, then the attack that appears to be a virtual move will become a terrible killing.

This is a sword that tends to perfection. It must be completely broken. Otherwise, there is no way to break it.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen couldn't help but look at Yan Chi fire. When the two men confronted each other, Li Daoxuan's sword was very fast. He could hardly see through the moves at a glance. After all, everyone has their own limits. Ye Chen also has it. If anything can be broken, That is too outrageous, he has not yet reached that level. Yan Xiaohuo’s positive Li Daoxuan’s killing swordsmanship, broken open, the strength is more horrible than imagined, completely different from his previous big open, domineering posture.

It is the quality of the powerful swordsman. Yan Chihuo is the first knife of the young generation of Nan Zhuo domain. Well deserved, Wei Renjie, who is known as the master of the younger generation of swordsmen, is one or two worse than him. The grades are not comparable.

expensive!

Devouring the enthusiasm of Mo Yan, Li Daoxuan was defeated by Yan Chihuo, and the dragon-shaped illusion that was reduced to seven feet and three was re-growth, reaching about seven feet and six.

Mo Yan, who stepped down the stage, was somewhat incompetent. With Li Daoxuan, he had lost three times. The first two were Tuoba and Ye Chen. Then he could only enter the top five of the Qianlong list even if he only lost two games. Sikong Sheng can't win, he can't win with Yan Chihuo, Murong's Allure and Lin Biao are equally dangerous, and 50% have no grasp. This is a big blow to him.

In the past three games, the second pair of young giants came to power.

"Haha, I haven't played in the Black Dragon Empire. I will go all out this time." After the painful ups and downs on the stage, he laughed happily. His opponent is not who, but Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiled slightly. "I also want to see your full strength."

"Come on! Come on, eighteen punches!"

In the eyes of Tuoba, Ye Chen is the most hidden young generation except Sikong. He dare not have the idea of ​​hiding strength. He has reached the eleventh defensive power outburst, and it is full of enthusiasm. The boxing fist madly hits the leaf dust, and the momentum is obviously more than when fighting with Mo Yan.

Five percent of the sword was poured into the sky-breaking cloud, and the leaf dust was illusory, flashing into the weak zone of the boxing, and immediately holding the sword in both hands, a sword with the thunder and the wind, the momentum of the storm smashed down, this is his reminder The most powerful sword in the 50% sword is also beyond the previous one.

puff!

The body of the body was bitten by the bitterness of the dragon. The left hand of the leaf dust clenched the dragon's fist to a little bit, just rubbing the body. As for his sword, it is completely functional. Unplug the body and smash the instinct of his body.

The clothes split open, and the extension of the bitter chest was a long and narrow white print. He smiled and said: "Enough, but unfortunately I still can't break my defense. It's a wild dragon!"

This time, the fists of the hard-boiled bombs all turned into dragon-shaped, and a dragon-shaped madness flocked to Ye Chen, and the dragons danced.

Hey!

The body of the leaf dust suspended in midair shocked, and the invisible edge of a strong Joss spread, and the emptiness of the sky shook a wave.

Sixty percent of the sword, broke out!