Immemorial Sword Venerable

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Jian Qingyun held a long sword in his hand, his face somber to the extreme.

His inner anger was burning, but the prey in his eyes instantly changed his identity and became a hunter, which he could not accept.

The most important thing is that this prey, in front of him, actually killed a disciple of Jiansheng Mountain.

This is a shame!

A third-order saint king, dare to be so arrogant in front of himself, Jian Qingyun's robe, automatic without wind, is full of terrible kendo patterns.

He slowly raised his palms, and the sword passed through where the sword passed.

"Damn you."

Jian Qingyun stared at Fang Chen angrily, gritting his teeth.

Wow!

After striking and killing the disciples of Jiansheng Mountain, Fang Chen appeared and looked coldly at Jian Qingyun. "Only you are allowed to destroy my Fulu, will you not be allowed to fight back? Is this the style of the so-called sword holy mountain?"

If it were n’t for his own blood, he could refine the poisonous fire, and he could stop the poisonous fire from attacking.

Anything has a corresponding price. Since it has been done, it must be prepared to bear the cost.

Obviously, this price made Jian Qingyun extremely crazy.

"My disciple of Jiansheng Mountain is not so easy to kill."

Jian Qingyun said angrily.

He slashed out with a sword, and the dazzling light of the sword quickly condensed and turned into a gigantic sword shadow.

"Die to me."

He drank low, stomped his feet, his body followed the gigantic sword shadow, and rushed to Fang Chen.

He didn't want to give Fang Chen any chance and directly showed his strongest blow.

"Unparalleled swordsmanship, one sword cuts the sky."

The dive-down sword shadow, exploding at a distance of less than one meter from Fang Chen, instantly had a powerful ripple in the sky dome and quickly collapsed.

The terrifying impact brought by the explosion of the sword shadow instantly acted on Fang Chen's body. At the same time, in that terrible force, there was a blue light that flickered and disappeared into Fang Chen's body.

"You are proud to die under my unparalleled swordsmanship."

Jian Qingyun held the sword and looked indifferently.

"Ok?"

Fang Chen frowned slightly as he watched the Jianguang burst.

His attainments in swordsmanship have reached a very high level. If he only discusses theoretical knowledge, it is comparable to the saints.

At a glance, he could see the extraordinaryness of Wushuang Swordsmanship, his eyes flashing, and the path of the vast sword shadow was instantly exposed to his eyes.

Looking at the pattern in the void, Fang Chen was speechless.

"There is a trace of gold's origin, and a trace of wind's origin. Is the true killer of Wushuang Swordsmanship the blue light?"

Fang Chen pondered.

"It is a sword holy mountain that can combine two sources into one sword technique."

Fang Chen couldn't help but sigh.

It is very difficult for the same warrior to understand two sources, not to mention combining the two sources into a sword technique, which is even more difficult.

However, Jiansheng Mountain is a holy place for sword cultivation, and the head of its sect is the most powerful existence standing between heaven and earth, and its understanding of kendo has reached an unprecedented height, so it can create such swordsmanship.

"Fortunately, Jian Qingyun did not understand two sources."

Fang Chen could feel that the source of Jian Qingyun's enlightenment is the source of gold, and the source of wind should be some kind of secret used to store the power of the source.

When performing swordsmanship, the original power of the wind will be released, and the power of unparalleled swordsmanship will reach the strongest.

boom!

Jian Qi is vertical and horizontal, covering Fang Chen, seeing this scene, Jian Qingyun sneered.

"What about the disciples of the Anti-Sky Alliance? Not yet beheaded by me?"

At this time, Jian Qingyun was slightly inflated, and at the same time, she looked down on Fang Chen.

"With a source of strength from the wind, it is not a loss to kill a disciple of the Anti-Sky Alliance."

"about there."

He muttered.

Sure enough, the voice had just fallen, and the criss-crossing sword gas exploded. The flames burst into the sky.

In the sea of ​​fire, Fang Chen stood.

He looked inside, with a blue light at this time, trapped by blood, unable to move.

"This blue light is a bit weird."

Fang Chen stunned, suppressed it, and then looked through the flames, looking at the Jian Qingyun coming.

"Huh? Are you so?"

Seeing Fang Chen's moment, Jian Qingyun shouted silently.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

He used the original power of the wind to show Wushuang Swordsmanship, can this guy resist it so much?

"It seems that the disciples of Jiansheng Mountain are just like that."

Fang Chen stood with his hands in hand and smiled coldly.

"I can't even fight, who gave you the courage to challenge Brother Han Bing?"

Jian Qingyun stared at Fang Chen desperately, trying to see the difference in his body, but he failed.

"It must be a treasure given to him by the Anti-Sky Alliance, and let him resist my attack, yes, it must be so." Jian Qingyun thought to himself.

His look was restored, and he grumbled: "Huh, the Anti-Sky Alliance is really bloody, and actually gave you such a powerful treasure, but I want to see, how many times can you stop me?"

call out!

Wushuang swordsmanship, show again.

Rumble!

As before, the blue light did not enter Fang Chen's body, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi exploded, but the result was still the same. Fang Chen was safe, which made Jian Qingyun's heart shake.

"what happened?"

He did not believe in evil and continued to attack.

"Die to me."

…………

After losing three times in a row, Jian Qingyun has fallen into a state of madness, and there is only one thought in his heart, that is to kill Fang Chen.

"Every third-order Saint King, I don't believe I can't kill you." Jian Qingyun screamed.

Fang Chen did not take the initiative to attack, but waited for the attack of Jian Qingyun.

Because, he feels the extraordinary blue light, it is very likely that the two sources merge into the secret of a mysterious technique, which is in it.

His blood can detain the blue light.

He already had an idea to lure Jian Qingyun to continue his shot, detain more blue light, and look back.

"Unparalleled swordsmanship, the void is broken."

Jian Qingyun roared and exhibited the strongest move.

"dead."

His eyes were scarlet, draining the power of the last wind, and the sword and shadow penetrated the sky and the sky.

"His hiss."

Fang Chen's palms flicked sharply, his figure backed away, cleverly avoiding the attack of the sword, and then absorbed the blue light at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

Without the support of the blue light, the vast sword shadow is fragmented.

"Do not!"

Jian Qingyun saw this, snarled in anger, full of unwillingness.

His heart was bleeding, and before he came, his brother won five sources of wind for him, each of which was worthless. With the original power of the wind, his unparalleled swordsmanship surged in power, which can be regarded as an extra life-saving means.

But now, the origin of Wufen wind is all wasted on a third-order holy king.

"Stop this?"

Fang Chen pouted.