Chapter 88: Storm sword style!

Xu stared at Chu Yan fiercely, lifting his steps, stepping towards Chu Yan step by step, it seemed that he wanted to suppress Chu Yan with momentum.

"This Chu Yan is exactly looking for death. Based on the practice of Brother Long Aotian, even the strongest in the gas refining world Yaeten can fight, Chu Yan, a waste of three samurai spirits, I see three strokes It will die. "

"Three strokes? I said that at most one stroke, or even half strokes, the waste will be blasted into fly ash."

At this moment, the two disciples behind Long Aotian sneered together, looking at Chu Yan with disdain.

Lu Chuyan heard, sneered, and did not speak. Even Zhao Yang was killed with one sword. This Long Aotian, under his own hands, was one or two more tricks.

As soon as the words of the crickets fell, Long Aotian had already shot. The whole man and his body were violently shaped, bringing up a piece of strong wind. Under the whistling, the speed was amazing.

"Jiangxiao Jiuxiao, Jiuxiao swordsmanship!"

Nine dragons drank, and around his body, nine sword qi burst suddenly, united in front of him, twisted into a horrible thick sword qi, and chopped towards Chu Yan a hundred steps away.

Striking this sword shocked Sun Jie and the two disciples at the same time.

他们 In their opinion, Long Aotian's sword is enough to kill the strongest in the five-day refining environment.

"Jiuxiao swordsmanship? Not good."

Wu Chuyan's face was indifferent. For Jianyi who touched a trace of swordsmanship, he was not able to match his thrilling thirteen swords.

Ji Long Aotian heard that, immediately furious, the sword in his hand became more and more fierce, but just when his sword was about to fall, Chu Yan moved.

His body shape brought out a residual image, and in a flash, it was a hundred steps. Chu Yan easily avoided the thick sword.

When Long Aotian was shot down, he was a little bit frightened, and then said, "Chu Yan, if you challenge me, draw your sword! Don't hide."

Xu Chuyan smiled slightly, still pulling out the Haotian sword behind him, holding the sword in his face.

"Wooden sword !?"

Nian Long Aotian froze, his eyes twitched.

He really couldn't think of it, this Chu Yan is really not ordinary. He actually took a wooden sword to fight against himself. This is no longer arrogant, he just ignores himself.

"Hahaha, Mu Jian, Chu Yan, as a disciple of Ling Tianzong, you are nowhere near this level."

"That is, Brother Long Aotian's hand is the innate spirit treasure. Your wooden sword will be turned into gray when you encounter it ..."

"..."

When the two disciples saw the wooden sword in Chu Yan's hand, they laughed and laughed.

Sun Jie saw this scene, and after a moment's stay, he was stupid for a moment. "Chu Yan, you ..."

出口 After you got the word out, it was really speechless.

Originally, he saw Chu Yan dodging Long Aotian's domineering sword, thinking that Chu Yan had some confidence, but at a blink of an eye, he actually pulled out a wooden sword to fight against Long Aotian.

这个 Isn't this Chu Yan just unable to understand, with his strength, isn't it certain that he will die to Shanglong Aotian?

这个 Isn't this Chu Yan just unable to understand, for Long Aotian, a master of kendo, isn't this equivalent to death?

Xun Long proudly laughed, ecstatically said, "Okay, Chu Yan, bold. I will let you see my strength today."

As soon as I was shot down, Long Aotian, who was blushing a little, decided to go all out this time.

I saw, Long Aotian's crystal sword held high, the sword's air was scattered, the cold was pressing, the figure was twisted, and a fierce sword stabbed towards Chu Yan.

"Sword sweeps the world!"

In Long Aotian's swordsmanship, a circle of golden swords swayed like ripples, spreading out, an invisible momentum swept out under this golden sword, and the crystal sword was released. Out, turned into a golden lightning, shot towards Chu Yan.

Sun Jie and his two disciples suddenly changed their faces, especially Sun Jie, his eyes widened and his face couldn't believe it.

"This ... how is it possible, Long Aotian actually practiced Jiuxiao Sword Technique to the highest level, this is the ultimate move ..."

Shocked, Sun Jie awakened and shouted with his mouth open.

"Chu Yan, run away….!"

Xun Long Aotian laughed loudly when he heard the cry of Sun Jie.

逃 "Escape? My sword swept the world. He first suppressed it and then killed it with a sword. He can't even move now. Now he should understand how big the gap is with me ..."

With a look of arrogance and a wild laugh, Long Aotian was so proud that he looked at Chu Yan who was not far away, as if he was a dead man.

The two disciples behind him were also beaming, and raised their hands to salute Long Aotian. When they were about to congratulate, they froze.

Because, Chu Yan moved!

There is no real qi surging, but Chu Yan has a cyclone flying around, countless sword sounds echo in the air.

The wooden sword in his hand began to tremble slightly. Every trembling will cause the bright sword howl in the air, and the sword cyclone on his side will rise by one point.

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

It's random ... but it's all about it!

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.

Huh!

A sword flickered away instantly, chopping heavily on the crystal sword that burst out.

Ding!

When the two swords collided, the crystal sword was directly knocked down and thrown away, spinning backwards and flying back, and Long Aotian with a dull face took it in his hands.

"This ... this is ... this is a combination of human sword and sword, the sword is perfect? ​​This ... how ..."

The smile on Long Aotian's face was frozen, and he was terrified, but he hadn't finished speaking yet. The congenital spirit treasure in his hand, the crystal sword, made a crunching sound, and cracks continued to appear on the blade. .

After his death, the crystal sword of the innate Lingbao was broken into countless pieces in this hand, and it fell to the ground, and even the hilt in his hand finally turned into powder.

The wind blew ....

Quiet!

Absolute silence!

Strangling silence!

Long Aotian is stupid ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Sun Jie stays, two disciples are lost ...

how can that be! ?

Lu Chuyan actually took this sword! ?

Moreover, it also smashed Long Aotian's innate Lingbao, using only one ... wooden sword! ?

At the same time, the four of them stared at cattle-like eyes, looked at Chu Yan, and looked at this young boy with a pale and light wind, as if he had seen a ghost.

Then, the young man, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, said softly

"It's me!"

Then, step out with your right foot, raise your hand, and swing your sword!

Huh!

The sword light is like a rainbow, and it is like a penetrating cloud and golden sun, with a touch of red light at the tip of the sword, straight out.

"Blast Sword!"

Take a touch of Jinyang-like sword light, bring out a straight sword line, cut to the standing Long Aotian.

Oh ah ah ...

"Weilongquan! Break me ..."

Jiong Aotian's heart immediately raised endless fear, and the Wuhun surged behind him, already urged to the extreme, his fists were flying, and he suddenly waved at the blood-red Jianmang.

Boom! boom!

Two explosions followed immediately. The first sound was the sound of the red Jian Mang penetrating through the punches, and the second sound was the body of Long Aotian in the red Jian Mang stab, which burst instantly. Long Aotian's body was exploded into a loud noise from the sky.

Under this sword, Long Aotian, the broken body!

Sun Jie and his two disciples looked at the scene pale, as if in a dream.

Their thoughts and eyes remained in the outdated scene that the red sword just flashed out of date. This shocking sword kept flashing in their minds, making them tremble in their hearts and their hearts trembling.