Chapter 3607 The ever-changing flying sword

The sea of ​​clouds is filled with a magical sword technique.

At this moment, Yuan Qingyuan used the sword as a sword. Although the sword was different, the power was not reduced. On the contrary, because he used the holy weapon Futian Sword, the power of the sword was a bit more powerful than when he fought against Su Zining.

With the blessing of Xia Yun's secret, the sword light is stronger, and it is already a power that is chasing the peak of immortality.

Seeing this scene, the other three major families were all frightened.

They hesitated a little, because if they went to snatch the sacred weapon, even if they joined forces, they might not be able to defeat Yuan Qingyuan.

When the time comes, don’t steal the chicken but lose the rice.

Of course, this was not the time to pay attention to this. What shocked them was that the power of Chen Yang's flying sword was no less powerful than Yuan Qingyuan's sword light.

Even though this was Yuan Qingyuan's strongest attack, coupled with the power of the holy weapon, Chen Yang could still be evenly matched, or even slightly better.

You must know that when Chen Yang released his flying sword, he had just resisted an attack from Yuan Qingyuan. It is incredible that he could still maintain such attack power even though his strength was weakened.

If he releases the flying sword again and uses all his strength to fight against Yuan Qingyuan's "cloud sea", wouldn't he be able to suppress it?

This kid is so terrifying!

There is absolutely no such terrifying evildoer in the entire Mingxiao planet!

Who is he?

Shan Yong looked at the battle situation and said solemnly: "Fortunately, Yuan Qingyuan has obtained a sacred weapon. Maybe he can defeat this young man with his combat experience."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw fluctuations in the void behind Yuan Qingyuan, and thirty-six flying swords appeared out of thin air and attacked Yuan Qingyuan's back.

"Ah! What's going on?"

Shan Yong was shocked, and when he took a closer look, he found that the thirty-six flying swords were still between Chen Yang and Yuan Qingyuan, attacking Yuan Qingyuan's sword light.

Where did the flying sword behind Yuan Qingyuan come from?

What about the flying sword, appearing from the void?

This scene was not only seen by Shan Yong, but also by everyone in Mingxin City.

This young man's methods were so unpredictable and changeable that everyone's hearts were in suspense and they were sweating for Yuan Qingyuan.

How to resist the flying sword behind you?

"Why is Feijian behind you?"

Yuan Qingyuan felt the energy fluctuation behind him and was frightened. He did not dare to hesitate at all, and without looking back, he moved sideways to avoid the flying sword.

At the same time, he turned his hand and swung his sword. The sword glowed brightly, forming a half-moon shape, completely covering behind him, leaving no room for the flying sword to penetrate.

At this moment, a loud booming sound came, but it was his "cloud sea filled" sword light that hit the thirty-six flying swords in front.

The energy of the flying sword dissipated and rushed towards the surroundings. It was unable to resist the sword light that filled the sea of ​​clouds.

Seeing this, everyone was puzzled.

The power of the flying sword was obviously slightly better than that of the cloud-filled sword, but why did it fall completely at a disadvantage when they actually met.

Moreover, the energy of the sword light that pervades the sea of ​​clouds does not seem to be damaged at all. Why is this?

At this time, the scattered flying swords disappeared into the void, surprising everyone again.

Shan Yong looked solemn and said in shock: "This... this is just an illusion. The flying sword behind Yuan Qingyuan is the real thing. How is this done? Is it... a mirror image? This is a mirror image."

"What, this young man not only understood the meaning of the fire dragon and the artistic conception of the wind, but also the artistic conception of the mirror image!?"

Gao Yuan Ye was shocked and his tone was trembling.

For a moment, the eyes of everyone watching the battle in the entire Nether Heart City widened.

Chen Yang's methods again and again were simply refreshing their knowledge, making them realize that this young man's strength had reached an incredible level.

They kept their eyes open as the battle unfolded, not daring to blink or shift their gaze.

In this tense battle at this moment, no one is willing to let go of a moment.

Seeing Yuan Qingyuan flip his hand and wave his half-moon sword light, he could resist thirty-six flying swords and intercept them.

But in an instant, the flying sword turned, split into two parts, passed over the top and bottom of the half-moon sword light, and continued to attack Yuan Qingyuan, the distance was less than five meters.

Yuan Qingyuan was horrified, and his true energy exploded to the extreme, accelerating towards the side, hoping to get rid of the flying sword's pursuit.

But just as he was moving sideways, there was a whooshing sound in the air, and a flying sword suddenly came from his side, so fast that it was difficult to prevent it.

This sword is light gray, with a very slender blade and no hilt. It is very difficult to spot when it passes through the air.

Not to mention, the battle situation was tense at the moment. Yuan Qingyuan was already frightened by the flying sword that suddenly appeared behind him. He was in danger, so he couldn't distract himself and pay attention to other places.

More importantly, he thought that the thirty-six flying swords must be a joint operation.

Unexpectedly, these flying swords can actually attack the enemy separately.

Yuan Qingyuan had just reacted and wanted to dodge the slender gray flying sword, but it was already too late.

Pfft.

The sword blade penetrated his left waist and abdomen, and the energy vibrated, directly shredding part of his internal organs, and then quickly emitted from the other side.

"Well!"

Yuan Qingyuan groaned, his face became very ugly, and he grimaced in pain.

However, he did not dare to stop his movements and still used all his strength to dodge other flying swords behind him.

But the delay of this sword's impact gave the other thirty-five flying swords enough time to reach behind him.

Puff, puff...

Flying swords entered Yuan Qingyuan's back and pierced his body, but the blades did not penetrate, but were inserted into his back.

A total of thirty-six flying swords were arranged on his back, legs, and arms. He looked like a hedgehog.

The sword blade tore Yuan Qingyuan's meridians, internal organs, bones, and muscles into pieces. He was bleeding and unable to use his true energy. His aura instantly dropped to freezing point. He lost control of his body and fell toward the ground.

The Futian Sword in his hand also flew down, moving faster, turning around and flying back to Su Zining's hand.

Yuan Qingyuan himself only fell half a meter before stopping.

It wasn't him who recovered his true energy and flew.

Instead, thirty-six flying swords hung him on the blade, making his body suspended in the air.

Heart-wrenching pain came, and Yuan Qingyuan felt that his whole body was about to explode. He wished that Chen Yang would kill him immediately and give himself a happy life.

When the crowd in Mingxin City saw this scene, they were dumbfounded.

The battle was indeed as they imagined, one-sided and ended in an instant, with no twists and turns and no big surprises.

But the direction of the one-sided tilt was reversed. It was not Chen Yang who fell, but Yuan Qingyuan.

The immortal late-stage cultivator holding the holy weapon was actually crushed and defeated by a young man at the peak of Dongxu. This...

Are you really not dreaming?