Eternal gate

Buzz!

Zhao Yun's energy and blood surged, and the second war spear emerged.

This time, the Qilin War Spear came towards Master Shangyang.

Seeing this, everyone retreated again, because the Kirin war spear coming from the sky was too lethal and brought destruction. Even the demon wolf Li Chang was defeated in one blow, which shows how terrifying that war spear is.

At this point, Master Shangyang stood up.

He didn't make any big moves, only a streak of blood came out of his sleeve.

It was a bloody sword. He held it in his hand and slashed across the sky.

Although it was a simple sword, it drew a blood-colored galaxy in the sky. It cut off the Qilin war spear with just one blow, and Zhao Yun, who had transformed into Qilin, was also shocked and took a step back.

"Immortal sword?"

Cang Qiong narrowed his eyes for a moment, staring at the bloody sword in Shangyang's hand.

If you read it correctly, it was an immortal-level weapon, and it was also a completely refined immortal sword. It was born with sword power, and every trace of immortal energy lingering around the sword body carried a terrifying sword intent. Just looking at it is dazzling.

"No wonder you are so confident that you have an immortal soldier."

The great elder of the Demon Family murmured, his eyes changing between light and dark.

He had seen many relics from the Immortal family, but this was the first time he had seen an Immortal-level sword.

It does not matter.

The important thing is that the sword in Shangyang's hand has been completely refined.

In other words, Master Shangyang can use the absolute power of the fairy sword.

Immortal weapons that have not been refined are not comparable to those that have been refined.

"Heaven-Scaring Sword." Ghost-faced Yama murmured softly.

"What, do you recognize it?" All the powerful people looked sideways.

"I have seen records in the secret scroll. It is the sword of an immortal."

"Since it is the sword of an immortal, how could it be in Shangyang's hand?"

"Is it possible that the spear on Shangyang Island is the inheritance of that immortal?"

Everyone was talking to each other, but their expressions were not very pretty.

Fairy swords are not scary. Fairy swords that have been completely refined are another matter.

"Oh my god! Fairy sword?"

"Master Shangyang actually has an immortal sword in his hand."

"Is it the inheritance of a lineage of immortals?"

Among Wuyangyang's onlookers, there are also some who are far-sighted. Although they don't know the origin of this sword, they can tell that it is an immortal sword. Just the sound of the sword is too loud for most people to bear. It ignores the true energy and reaches the soul.

"good."

People from hostile forces secretly applauded.

People who are not hostile forces are not very peaceful anymore. Master Shangyang actually has an immortal sword. This is so scary. With a simple sword, he can kill the Qilin Jihen. If he uses the full power of the sword, he will be killed. How terrifying, Master Shangyang personally took action, and Ji Hen will definitely die today.

"This sword... is quite impressive."

Shangyang smiled leisurely, holding the Tianshang Sword, and climbed up step by step.

Even now, he is still acting, with the posture of a reclusive master, white clothes, white hair and white beard, combined with the fairy sword in his hand, he has the connotation of fairy spirit, which makes people think that he is really an immortal.

"If this is not the best in the world, then how strong should Hongyuan be?"

Qing Qiong touched his chin. It seemed that there were many talents in this era.

boom!

Above the sky, Zhao Yun has stabilized his figure.

He was not surprised at all that Shangyang had a fairy sword.

What surprised him was how Shang Yang completely refined the immortal sword. This was something that was simply impossible in the mortal world. Or was there a real immortal who forged an immortal sword specifically for Shang Yang? Class sword.

His dragon's abyss was buzzing and trembling, and he didn't know whether it was fear or excitement.

It is also a weapon, but it has its own arrogance. It is time to practice with that fairy sword.

boom!

Under the gaze of everyone, Shangyang swung his sword for the second time and cut out a sea of ​​stars.

The sea of ​​​​stars is bright, but it is stained with scarlet blood, like a sea of ​​blood.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun also swung his sword and forcibly split open the sea of ​​bloody stars.

At the same moment, Shangyang fired his third sword, which was so powerful that it destroyed half of Zhao Yun's Qilin power body with one blow.

That scene, not to mention the world, even Cang Qiong and others were shocked. The power of the completely refined fairy sword was indeed devastating. The power of Qilin was so majestic, but it could not withstand the power of this sword. They frowned, The hostile forces were very excited. Based on this knowledge, Master Shangyang could send Ji Hen to the west with two more swords.

"Kill him."

Among the non-hostile forces, some people jumped out and shouted.

Obviously, Ji Hen is no match for Shangyang Zhenren, so he must show his loyalty quickly.

The elders of the chicken thieves are still onlookers. Maybe Ji Hen will also bring out a trump card. Until the last moment, anything is possible. Shangyang is not easy to mess with, and Ji Hen is not easy to mess with either. This is a critical moment. Son, you can't take sides randomly, it's best to stay neutral.

"Look, Ji Hen's unicorn has dispersed." Someone shouted.

He didn't need to say anything, and everyone saw it. Ji Hen was killed with half of his Qilin power body, and the remaining half of his power body slowly dissipated. To be precise, it shrunk inch by inch.

"Compression power?" Cang Qiong said in deep thought.

His guess was absolutely correct, Zhao Yun was indeed compressing Qilin's power.

Kirin's power is fixed. If it supports such a huge form, not only will its power be dispersed, but its defense power will also be greatly reduced. If it is suppressed to shrink its form, its defense power will be greatly enhanced.

However, ordinary people cannot do this kind of operation.

Compressing power requires extremely powerful soul power to support it.

Fortunately, Zhao Yun has a martial spirit, and it is not an ordinary martial spirit.

"Ji Hen, how many more surprises can you give me?"

Shangyang Zhenren raised the corners of his mouth slightly and slashed out another sword from the air.

Zhao Yun did not move, but used his soul to move Long Yuan, and used Long Yuan to resist the sword.

pound!

The swords collided with each other, and the sound was sonorous and clear.

The ending was not difficult to predict. Long Yuan was knocked over, and there was an additional sword mark on the sword body. This was the first time since it was cast that it suffered such a heavy blow, and all the light in the body was annihilated.

However, it trembled even more violently.

In the eyes of the world, that should be a kind of fighting spirit.

The sword of the Holy Son of Heaven has long been possessed of extremely high spirituality.

Zhao Yun remained motionless and silent, still exerting all his compression strength. The Qilin Transformed Power Body, which was a hundred feet tall, was compressed to fifty feet, then thirty feet, ten feet, five feet, three feet...

"It's really yours." Qiang Qiong was horrified to see such a compression of power. How strong was that boy's spirit and body? If it had been an ordinary person, he would have been crushed into a pile of flesh and blood.

"Is this...difficult?" the Sixth Elder of the Demon Palace whispered.

"Have you ever heard of five horses dismembering a corpse?" Ghost-faced Yama said leisurely.

"I've heard of it."

"This kind of compression force is completely opposite to the five-horse dismemberment. The five-horse dismemberment pulls the corpse outward, while the compression force presses inward. Without a strong body as a foundation, it will be crushed into pulp."

"this....."

Everyone was shocked for a while and understood the truth.

Because of their understanding, they were shocked. Not only was this operation painful, but just thinking about it made their whole bodies hurt.

The sky.

Zhao Yun is still compressing his strength.

Today's Qilin Power Body is already small enough.

However, he is still compressing. It seems that he wants to compress all the Qilin power into his body, so that it can be integrated into every inch of flesh and bone, every inch of muscles and veins... and even every drop of blood in his body.

"Don't press any more." Cang Qiong used a secret method to convey a message to Zhao Yun.

His worries are not without reason.

The power of Qilin is too huge. If it is pressed into the body for fusion, it will probably burst the body.

Before Zhao Yun responded, he forcibly compressed the Qilin's power into his body. Just as Cang Qiong said, the Qilin's power was so huge that it burst his shirt and cracked his body, with wisps of blood spilling out.

However, the wisps of overflowing blood turned into secret lines, flowing on his chest and back, outlining a unicorn totem, which was particularly similar to the previous unicorn body.

But this totem is not comparable to Qilin's physical ability. It is the compressed essence of Qilin's power, but it is imprinted on the inside and outside of Zhao Yun's body in the form of a totem.

At this moment, even Zhao Yun himself couldn't tell whether this was Qilin transformation or Qilin body.

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Two chapters today.

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