Dominating Sword Immortal

The 433th chapter of the Wu soul level idea

"Oh! Interesting, actually hide some of the strength." The Golden Wind Son is based on what the Holy Snake sees and hears to distinguish strength, such as the Yin Mozong and the Bishui Lingzong teamed up to kill the Elders of the Snake, this scene is the end The holy snake who passed the letter saw him and told him that as for the dust of the leaves, it was only equivalent to the ordinary spirit of the sea. It was not so outstanding. At this moment, the power suddenly doubled and it did not attract attention.

Looked around, Jinfeng Shengzi said: "The two of the elders who killed the holy snake are handed over to you, it should be no problem!"

"The Son is assured, I will shoot them, and they will have no return."

The left hand of the sacrificial elders showed a sneer, the golden wind saint is the saint of the Boss saint, the talent and understanding have no choice, the potential is huge, not his ability to compare, so on strength, although he is not inferior to the golden wind saint However, in terms of identity, it is a lot worse. In the family, the Son and the Virgin are generally only under the patriarch and have a distinguished status.

"My Bo Yan will definitely kill them." The elders of the right hand are staring at the clear water.

Jinfeng Shengzi nodded, "Very good, let's go!"

Wen Yan, the sacred elder named Sang Qing rushed to the Yin Mo Zong, his thoughts moved, his body condensed with an invisible and temperament armor, the left hand holding a silvery shield, the right hand is a three-pointed two-edged gun Although the underground people do not cultivate the true elements, because of the reasons for the practice of forging body exercises, an individual is powerful and runs as fast as a thunder, as if an ancient mammoth rushed to the other side at full speed.

"I don't know how to live and die!" The right hand of the Yin Mozong is tight. A four-foot-long machete appears on the hand. The curved blade is thick and thin, and the blade is long and narrow. With the right hand of the Yin Mozong, the cold light flashes away. The air was immediately cut open and smooth as nothing.

Ding!

The two played for the first time and were evenly matched.

"Your opponent is me." Seeing Sang Qing and the Yin Mo Zong move their hands, Bo Yan is not willing to lag behind, his hands are like a net, dancing a piece of phantom, the next moment, the sky of the mind is shrouded to the clear water Lingzong , layer after layer, strict and solid.

Bishui Lingzong’s eyes glimpse, and the big jade spiral, driven by the martial arts will, spreads out and guards himself in the center, letting the net of ideas wrap him.

As for other people, they have long been inseparable, but in comparison, the human beings have an absolute advantage. In the long-range attack, the human minds of the underground are very important. The throwing spears can easily penetrate the stars. The flesh, the close combat, the physical strength of the human beings on the ground is not comparable to that of the strong stars. For example, the same humanoid monster is very powerful. However, the people from the outside world are not completely useless. On combat techniques, underground Humans can't catch up with horses, and the two are not at one level.

The opponents of Murong's Allure are three underground humans. These three people are different from other underground human beings. They don't have the urgency to take the fate of the city. It seems that they have any plans. Since the meditation of the martial arts, Murong has been able to use the martial arts will increase. In terms of quality, but in the face of intangible and qualitative ideas, it is impossible to make quick decisions at a time.

"It is your pleasure to be able to die in my hands." Jinfeng Shengzi walked toward Ye Chen step by step, and his expression was very relaxed. In his opinion, personally dealing with Ye Chen was already overkill, killing chicken with a knife, but it is also I am bored, why not have some fun.

Ye Chen couldn't understand the other person's words, but it didn't mean that he couldn't see the other's small vision. He stood still and moved, his back was straight, like a sword, a sword that was about to be squirted, belonging to the swordsman's fierceness. The breath is filled all around.

The golden wind saint smiled coldly and his hand suddenly rose.

Hey!

The invisible blade of the idea wipes the neck of the leaf dust, and draws a crack of nearly 100 meters long on the mountain. As for why there is no hit, it is not the gold wind saint's hand, it is the leaf dust at the critical moment, the first one is partial, dangerous And dangerously avoid the attack.

"not bad."

The golden wind saint grin.

"You also pick me up."

Regardless of what the other party can't understand, Ye Chen destroys the sword and takes it out from the bottom to the top.

Bang!

In the end, the Golden Wind Son ignored the leaf dust. He did not expect Ye Chen’s sword to be so fast. It was so unexpected that he couldn’t get rid of it. He had to lay a layer of indestructible mind barrier in front of him and quickly thickened and widened it.

The invisible sword light formed by the destruction of the sword is struck together with the barrier of the mind. The ground begins to collapse and crack, and the surrounding broken trees are smashed and turned into fly ash, and the golden wind sage is too late to prevent it. Steps, only to solve the sword attack.

The palm of the hand, the golden wind saint glanced at the left shoulder, where the golden fur was cut off, the fine hair fluttered in front of him, his face was very ugly.

"Very good, you finally let me raise my interest, don't know what to do next, how do you block?" The golden wind saint looks a little dignified, Ye Chen is not so well solved in his imagination, of course, he I haven't used Ye Chen as an enemy, just a little more serious.

"Golden Storm!"

The golden wind saint opened his mouth and the air in front was immediately expelled. The blade of thought was like a storm, and a violent violent shot came out.

Dangdang!

The metal buzzing sounded, and the leaf dust and sword and another sword defeated the blade of thought. Because the speed of the sword was too fast, it gave the impression that it was a three-four sword. In fact, he had at least seventeen swords. Each sword will open a straight line of thoughts.

"Asshole, give me a die!"

The soil under the feet collapsed, and the Golden Wind Son stepped forward. With this step, more blades of thought were formed, and a little bit was centered and madly rotated to create a horizontal tornado composed of the blade of ideas. The front end of the tornado is tapered, and the high-speed impact is directed to the leaf dust.

"Tian Lei cut!"

Holding the sword in both hands, Ye Chen promoted the best in destroying the sword. The most fierce Tianlei cut, a sword swung out, as if the heavens and the earth were split, and the horizontal tornado composed of the blade of thought splits from it. Second, let the attack of the Golden Wind Son defeat the success.

"Impossible, how can his sword be so strong?" The Golden Wind Son finally changed color. In the Boss saint, he condensed the Wuhun a year ago, and his will equals the outside world. The spirit of the sea is great, and after the will has been applied, it becomes several times more aggressive, and it is definitely not inferior to the martial arts will of the master. Ye Chen can block him from attacking, not to say that the other’s sword It is a master-level sword. In his twenties, he has a master-level sword. It is simply incredible. At least in the history of the underground world, such people rarely appear.