I Have A Cell Phone In My Dantian

Vaillant Huanghuang drifted away in all directions.

"The Saber Technique, the King of Ten Thousand Swords, is indeed Bufan. Only the world god can block my Startling Dragon Sword Art." Winning Luo's laughter came in midair.

"But just mighty power is nothing."

Suddenly a fairy sword appeared in Yingluo's hand suspended in the air, and that fairy sword was exuding colorful glow. The seven-color sun shines, and its Sword Technique power soars.

"Yujian Zhanxu, go!"

He is a sword immortal at the immortal king level. Best at killing enemies with Flying Sword, Flying Sword is different from God's body. In terms of killing, Flying Sword is more powerful, more flexible, and more elegant and terrifying!

The Sword Ray entwined by the seven-color Flying Sword is more cohesive and faster than his purple startling sword. It contains another mystery of the way of life.

Although Su Dong didn't understand, he could faintly detect the murderous intent.

The avenues of life and death all contain killing and cutting, and the killing and cutting contained in the way of life is not inferior to the way of death, but it is a little bit less weird. Even more positive and mighty rolling over.

Easily tear him a lot of knives.

"There is no king that can stop my Zhanxu Divine Sword, die!" In Yingluo's eyes, the purple light flashed crazily, which contained a lot of kendo and magic.

boom.

In the blink of an eye, the seven-color Flying Sword blasted directly on Su Dong. Su Dong maintained the King of Ten Thousand Swords Law Body and was directly blasted back. The blade light on his chest was blasted through a big hole, and the terrible Sword Ray almost penetrated his divine body.

"What a strong Flying Sword." Su Dong narrowed his eyes, and then black and white light appeared in front of him. The black and white light turned into two lines. The two lines flashed, easily avoiding the seven-color Sword Ray that blasted again, and then a pair of blade wings flashed across the sky, tearing the swimming purple mad dragon straight away. .

In an instant, Su Dong's Movement Technique speed reached a dazzling and frightening level. The black and white light flashed, and the seven-color Flying Sword that won Luo could not catch up. And his body suspended in the air hurriedly avoided.

Wow. Wow, wow.

The pitch-black blade wings are like the sickle of the god of death. Shuttle in black and white light. The black and white light is very strange. Win Luo manipulated the Colorful Flying Sword and tried to intercept it, but it was always a little bit short, just a bit short, and a few miles away.

Hmm, black light flashed across his long sleeves.

"Not good." Ying Luo was shocked. "This Su Dong is actually very good at Movement Technique?"

Tian Waitian Saber Technique is powerful, he expected, but Su Dong Movement Technique is also so powerful? This is unexpected.

Black and white light intertwined, and his Flying Sword couldn't catch up.

"Trouble..." Ying Luo's face changed suddenly.

On divine power, Realm, Sword Technique power, Divine Soul Magic Technique, he can suppress this Su Dong in any aspect, but Su Dong Movement Technique magic technique is so amazing...

Just amazing!

Win Luo and King Shura have played against each other more than once. But King Shura's Movement Technique might be better than Su Dong, but absolutely nothing is more amazing than Su Dong's Movement Technique.

Black and white lines flashed, Movement Technique Heavenly Horse went empty.

He refreshed his knowledge of Movement Technique.

"He is still a world god, and the realm is not pure enough, if you give him time. Realm has a breakthrough. The Saber Technique cooperates with this Movement Technique..." Ying Luo dodged while stepping on the Flying Sword, and his expression changed. Even if he is an opponent at this moment, he has to admire, this Su Dong, Movement Technique is too terrifying.

The potential is more terrible!

The black and white light flashed, it was a dividing line in the stunning world, perfect, stunning, unpredictable!

Su Dong performed the Movement Technique. Swinging the long knife in his hand, he controlled the King of Ten Thousand Swords Law Body to attack and kill Yingluo time after time. Relying on the advantages of Movement Technique, he didn't need to resist Yingluo's attack and attacked as much as he wanted.

But under this attack, Su Dong also admired more and more.

"It's no wonder that this win Luo can be called the first king. It has occupied the top of the ladder for many years. His Flying Sword power attacks terror, and the flying trajectory of the sword is also Bufan." Every time Su Dong's sword strikes, he wins Luo. I can always step on the Flying Sword to avoid it, just like a fallen leaf flying in the wind, erratic, and sometimes a Flying Sword shoots out.

"His flying sword skill. The feeling of wind...should be a top-notch Movement Technique."

He created the Movement Technique based on time and space, but the senior sages are infinitely wise, and even more so, the wonderful Movement Technique has spread. Winning Luo has stagnated at the king level for so long. He has already practiced the Movement Technique to great success.

If Su Dong spends so long, his Movement Technique Realm will be even higher! Because it is a self-created Movement Technique, it naturally fits him better.

While fighting, the two of them looked for each other's flaws, and at the same time, they understood each other's methods more and more.

Win Luo was completely amazed by Su Dong.

Su Dong admired the win over Luo.

One of the two is the strongest talent. One is the strongest emperor. Strong collision!

"Although his Movement Technique is amazing, Saber Technique's power is worse than me, and his supernatural power Realm is worse than me. This battle. After all, I will win." Yingluo's expression became solemn, and the sword in his hand changed suddenly. The space around the body was suddenly distorted, a little bit of light flickered, and hundreds of Flying Swords appeared in the blink of an eye!

"Don't delay."

"Yu Jianshu, Thousand Swords Chapter!"

Thousands of Flying Swords are like thousands of splendid meteors. Instantly blasted towards Su Dong.

"Huh?" Su Dong's expression suddenly changed when he saw the thousands of Flying Swords. The power of the Realm Sword Technique surpassed him. The thousands of Flying Swords were even more terrifying. Each of them made him feel his scalp numb. The divine body trembles.

"You can't let a divine sword touch me, you will die if you touch it."

"Fight!"

Extreme mode, start,

boom.

It broke out, and the entire ring was completely transformed into an ocean where the Flying Sword fell and time and space intertwined with black and white lines.

Su Dong's Movement Technique has been applied to the limit, black and white lines seem to run through time and space, shuttle between time and space, fast, fast to the extreme!

"What?" Yingluo, who thought he was winning, stared wide-eyed, staring in shock at the black and white lines in front of him. His Qianjian Pian was a killer move. Su Dong used the Movement Technique forcibly and escaped?

A big killer hit the empty space.

Doesn't this mean that own kills are completely ineffective?

"Fast, fast, fast, extreme mode, the power reaches the limit, the speed reaches the limit, the speed increases tenfold, it feels so cool?" Su Dong is completely immersed in this feeling, thousands of Sword Ray?

Can't even touch the corners of his clothes!

This is the horror of the Movement Technique stream powerhouse. To a certain extent, the Movement Technique stream is also called the invincible stream. Not to mention invincible, but you can stand in an invincible place!

"Um?"

Suddenly a terrible sense of oppression came. Su Dong's complexion changed.

He stared sharply at Yingluo.

At this moment, Yingluo was full of long hair fluttering, and there were thousands of Sword Ray floating in front of him. Suddenly, his sword art was pinched, and his face instantly became pale as paper.

Thousands of Sword Ray disappeared.

Su Dong's divine body stopped abruptly.

"Su Dong!" Ying Luo's pale face stared at him far away.

"I have another trick. If you can dodge this trick, I will automatically admit defeat!"

"Huh?" Su Dong was startled slightly.

"Imperial swordsmanship, ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Ying Luo suddenly pointed at Su Dong below, booming. Suddenly, the hundreds of Sword Ray floating around him merged into one in an instant. Turned into a big purple sword like the sun. The big sword is a thousand feet long.

Straight down.

"Not good." Su Dong's face changed. "This Flying Sword is thousands of feet long. It falls from above and covers the entire ring. My Movement Technique can't escape from heaven-defying."

"I was meant to use this trick to play in the promotion match. If you can force me to use it, I should be proud." Yingluo's face was stern, this is the truth.

Su Dong Movement Technique is too terrible.

But Su Dong's face was ugly.

The King of Ten Thousand Swords, the Law Body is held to the limit.

boom,

The thousand-foot-long Sword Ray fell. The terrifying power erupts in an instant, vast and mighty, like a Star smashed down, the mountain collapses and the earth collapses!

"Damn!" Su Dong burst out a swear word. The body of the King of Ten Thousand Swords was easily shattered.

Then his eyes went dark.

...

Su Dong’s name disappeared in an instant, and he fell out of the nineteenth king rank. The combat power dropped to more than a hundred.

But the other name rose more and more, hanging high to the first place.

"Ranked first, nineteen crowned kings win Luo, nine battles and nine wins!"

At this moment, many kings were silent. Many King Shura sighed.

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