Chapter 105: Rakshasa Devour

Wu Chuyan's sword has reached the level of Dacheng, and has already touched a level of sword-like perfection, far from being comparable to the sword and martial arts of Xiahe.

Xiahe fell to the ground with a spatula, and his face was pale. He was just desperately encouraging the qi to aggravate the injury. Now he feels a little bit rested. However, Xiahe still shots with all his strength, and the knife in his hand kept scoring the black and white two-colored razor, and sealed again Xiang Chuyan.

"Two instruments and four elephants!"

A qi sword with a length of more than two meters stood up to the sky, chopped it down and divided Chu Yan's sword wind into two.

After this sword broke through Chu Yan's sword-like sword qi wind, he continued to cut to Chu Yan, but he was weak, no threat, and Chu Yan passed by easily.

At this time, Dao Mang disappeared, the sword wind stopped, and the two stood up again.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

Xia He stared at Chu Yan with a bone-scraping knife, twitching the corners of his eyes as he spoke, but it was the back injury that made him sore.

At this moment, he felt that if he continued to fight like this, the longer the time, the more unfavorable to himself, so he also secretly resolved to prepare for his best shot and kill the black-robed boy.

"Bone Scraper, your knife is good!"

Lu Chuyan still looked indifferent, backhanded sword, Qingdao

不过 "But ... you still want to die!"

Clang!

When Xia He heard his words, his face was sullen, and he threw the knife aside, and there was a sound on the ground, and he laughed on his back.

"Hahaha, boy, your arrogance ends here, and the Lord will let you see my true strength!"

The laughter fell to the ground, Xiahe shot out in shape, the black gas lingered on the palms of his hands, and shot suddenly towards Chu Yan.

"Break your palm!"

A huge black palm print was shot to Chu Yan from the air.

Wu Chuyan's face was a little tighter. This black palm print was just the way to deal with the four Xueyuege disciples such as Huang Ruier, which was extremely weird and powerful.

Hao Tianjian slowly lifted up in his hands, and when Chu Yan felt the qi in his body began to feel a block, suddenly, a vision suddenly emerged.

Woo!

As the broken palm of Naxia River toward Chu Yan, the grey Rakshasa lingering around Chu Yan's body suddenly skyrocketed, and rolled straight towards the black palm print in the air.

The dark grey Rakshasa breathed up against the air, making a whistling sound that stirred the wind and clouds. In this whistling sound, Rakshasa breathed like a whale sucking water, swallowing that black palm print, and swallowing it instantly.

"what!?"

"What are you doing !?"

Ms. Xiahe was frightened, her body was shaken, her three steps back in a row, her face was pale.

I smashed my anger palm, was actually swallowed by the infuriation of the black robe boy? And the boy didn't even move his finger!

The qi can devour the prints! ?

This is really the last thing I heard, see what I saw!

Hiss!

The next moment, Xia He stared at the bull's-eye, and stared at the black-robed boy with an unbelievable face. Under this glance, his whole body trembled, and he suddenly took a breath of air!

I saw, the figure of the black robe not far away. On his body, an invisible sword swelled into the sky, the robe hunted and hunted, and the endless sharpness pervaded.

The next breath, he moved!

I flashed my mind, Chu Yan pierced with a sword!

Feel free ...! But I tried my best!

The cypress swords are bright and horrific. They bloom like a scorching sun that tears through the clouds. It is extremely dazzling and cannot be seen directly, but it flashes into the shadows and disappears. It is difficult to find the trace.

As soon as a sword gas was hidden into the space, it flashed out immediately, and it dazzled the sword light, and then disappeared again and again and again and again.

What Xun Jian means is Xiahe beyond Baibu!

"What !? Sword's Great Perfection !?"

Su Xiahe suddenly felt an extremely terrible power overwhelmed, as if fused with the power of heaven and earth, completely locked herself, unable to move.

At this moment, Xiahe's face was as dead as gray, and her whole body exploded. In her horrified eyes, only the flickering sword light was getting closer and closer ...

Huh!

Xuan Jianguang cut through Xiahe's protective body in an instant and passed through his body. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

At this time, in the whole elegant garden, the wind was calm and everything became quiet.

Whether it was Xiahe, or Huang Ruier and her three friends on the ground, they all looked at the scene with a dull look.

Only ... Chu Yan slowly retracted the sword into the sheath.

Huh! Huh!

Finally, the sound of blood jets broke the temporary calm in the courtyard.

Hundreds of blood sprays sputtered from Xiahe at the same time. Then, his body was neatly divided into several pieces, dropped on the ground, rolled over the human head, in a pair of horrified eyes, the bright sword light was permanently Freeze.

Bone Sword Xiahe, dead!

On the small building in the distance, Liu Rushuang and a lot of Yan family women stayed like wooden chickens with red lips trembling slightly.

Before the death, when Chu Yan jumped down, let them think that Chu Yan was just a young man, and she died in vain.

But now, with only a wooden sword, Chu Yan will kill Xiahe, the strongest in the heavens, and kill him on the spot.

At the same time, Huang Ruier was lying on the ground not far away, her beautiful big eyes were completely lost, her eyelids were dangling.

"This ... this is the sword!"

蕊 Huang Ruier practiced swords from an early age and was a master of swordsmanship. Of course, he knew that swords were divided into small, large, complete, and insignificant.

But ten years of practicing swords, it is not even a state of sword skill, has not reached, at this time, see Chu Yan's sword meaning, but also completely unaware.

或者 "Or some powerful sword technique?"

I glanced at the boy in the black robe not far away. Huang Ruier really felt that the other party had slowly cultivated Qiqitian's cultivation to converge slowly, so she frowned slightly and raised a little doubt about her judgment just now.

A young man in a gas-finishing realm ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ How could there be a sword meaning above Dacheng!

In the courtyard, Chu Yan looked cold, but her heart was a little excited.

He just had this sword, but it was a sword that he shot with all his strength when he realized that there was a trace of the completeness of the sword.

When this sword was struck, Xiahe, the second heaven of Heaven, was killed.

This battle is of great benefit to improving your kendo, and it is hundreds of times stronger than practicing your own sword sword.

He walked up to Xiahe's corpse, Chu Yan stared at Xiahe, which was divided into several pieces, and said softly

"The color is a steel scraping knife, it hurts and hurts!"

Immediately, he waved his hand and took Xiahe's body into Luosha's space.

At this moment, at the gate of Yayuan, Liu Rushuang led a few women to walk quickly, and ran to Chu Yan in excitement, kneeling on the ground.

"Let's put more money on your son!"

Yan Liu Rushuang They were in the small building and saw Chu Yan beheading Xiahe. After shock, they were trembling with excitement, and hurried to thank him.

"Not so! Get up!"

Xi Chuyan waved her hands and held up Liu Rushuang and the woman behind her.

"Xiahe is dead, my mission is complete, goodbye!"

Lu Chuyan uttered a voice, then turned around and drifted away.

等等 "Wait, who are you?"

Behind him, Huang Ruier saw Chu Yan turn around and walked away. She woke up immediately and called in a hurry.

"Ling Tianzong, Chu Yan!"

As the figure of the black robe disappeared outside the courtyard, a voice sounded over the courtyard, such as the morning bell and twilight, reverberating quietly!

"Chu Yan ..."

蕊 Huang Ruier Zhu lips lightly opened, muttered, and then a hint of coquettish smile appeared.

"Is Chu Yan? I think we will see you again!"

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