Chapter 62 Pressure

Style: Fantasy Author: WeiheWords: 2218Update Time: 24/01/11 20:30:05
The roar of the sword pierced the sky!

The powerful sword energy of the two swords crushed the rainwater within ten feet of Bai Ze's body, turning it into water mist.

Yin Wending looked at the two swords in Bai Ze's hands and finally became serious.

But this young man from the demon tribe obviously still had no intention of using his sword.

Seeing this, Bai Ze became furious.

How could he endure such contempt?

"Qinglong listens to the order!" Bai Ze released two sword energy. According to the method of five elements mutual generation, Qinglong sword energy flew out first, followed by Changhe Sunset.

The two sword energies merged suddenly in front of the boy in white!

"boom!!--"

The five elements are water and wood.

The setting sun over the long river merges into the Qinglong Sword Qi, and the true dragon's shape appears immediately!

The long river of sword energy gave birth to a green dragon that grew more than three feet long. Although it was not lifelike, the terrifying sword pressure of the green dragon sword energy made the crowds running around and shouting turn pale, trembling and crawling to the ground to escape. Dare to shout?

Bai Ze stared angrily, the huge green dragon surrounded the young man, carrying the pale sun, let out a loud dragon roar, and charged towards Yin Wending brazenly!

"This sword must have some grace!" Yin Wending said loudly, the dullness in his eyes immediately disappeared, and he became a little more serious.

But this demon young man still had no intention of drawing out his sword.

"The cultivation of the third realm can actually reveal the residual image of heaven! Hahaha, Bai Ze, after this sword, if there is another unique skill, you must be qualified to receive my sword!" Yin Wending laughed loudly, raised three fingers, Split the blue dragon with all your strength!

"boom!!--"

This young man from the demon clan finally revealed his demon essence.

I saw Yin Wending's three fingers covered with a thick demonic essence. When he slashed hard, the demonic essence soared in the wind and turned into a huge and unparalleled mad knife.

Yin Wending wants to slay the dragon with three fingers!

Bai Ze's chest rose and fell, and the corners of his mouth were full of sneers.

But what Bai Ze didn't expect was that his Qinglong Sword Qi, which combined the two sword intentions of water and wood, was actually beheaded by Yin Wending with three fingers!

The mad sword disrupted Zhou Tianyu, and with all its strength, the ferocious green dragon was immediately chopped off its head!

Qinglong's power continued unabated and he ran past Yin Wending, razing the entire lane to the ground and creating a huge chasm in the distance. The earth trembled and houses overturned.

Bai Ze's face turned ugly.

But Yin Wending did not expect that when he killed the dragon with three fingers, the remaining sword energy flowing past him would cut a very long crack in his robe.

The right sleeve of the demon clan's young man's right robe was torn all the way to his elbow, revealing half of his strong forearm.

Yin Wending looked at the fragments of his robe that had been knocked off by Qiu Yu, his eyes gloomy.

"If you can break my sleeve, you have the qualifications to make me draw a sword." Yin Wending said, and the huge sword box on his back made a harsh sword cry.

Big killer.

The sound of the sword sounded, and Yu Youwei's expression changed immediately.

"Yin Wending, with the cultivation of the third realm, how can you pull out the sword in the Throne of Thorns?!" the girl shouted.

Yin Wending didn't even look at Yu Youwei and said: "I have cultivated to the Sword Mind Realm. Not to mention just one sword, I can pull out all the swords in this sword box. Bai Ze, you are only the third in the Sword Realm." Extremely, the artistic conception of the sword. I don’t use the big to bully the small. I only have one sword in this sword box.”

"With the cultivation of the Third Realm, even if you draw a sword, you cannot release all the power of the famous sword." Bai Ze sneered, "What if I ask you to draw all the swords?"

Yin Wending looked at the edgeless sword in Bai Ze's hand with indifferent eyes, and said: "I haven't reached the Four Realms of Jian Gang, and I can't explain to you the mystery of the sword's mind. I said, if you only draw one sword, you will only draw it." One sword. If all the swords in the sword box come out, you will die in just an instant."

"The speed of speech is only limited by words." Bai Ze said, "The truth is revealed under the sword!"

"I hope you have a sword that is more elegant than the one you just struck." Yin Wending said, "Otherwise, I will kill you with this sword."

When Yu Youwei heard this, her face turned extremely ugly.

But Bai Ze just sneered, "It's useless to talk more, let's fight!"

A sword came out of the sword box with the force of thunder.

Yin Wending did not move. He only heard the clear clang of gold and iron coming from the sword box named Throne of Thorns, and a black light rushed out from the sword box and rushed straight to Bai Ze's front door!

The flying sword was so fast that Bai Ze couldn't even see clearly what the sword looked like.

"Xuan Jade Palm!" Bai Ze secretly thought in his heart, his hands moved with the true energy, and suddenly became as dark as ink.

The natal flying sword hovered in front of the young man in white, and was driven by his energy control. A fierce aura burst out immediately. It was the secret skill of the sword master Wang Zhihuan, Jian Yi Boundless!

As soon as the sword came out, Yin Wending's expression suddenly changed slightly over the ruins.

Jian Yi Wuliang is the famous stunt of Sword Master Wang Zhihuan.

Although after Jianzi became famous, Jian Jiu Canghai Yixiao was rated as Wang Zhihuan's most powerful sword by the Jiuzhou monks, but when Jian Yi Wuliang traveled across the Jiuzhou rivers and lakes, it was also a sword that destroyed countless geniuses from all races.

Sword Yi immeasurably separates yin and yang, separating life and death.

Yin Wending controlled the flying sword and reached Bai Ze in the blink of an eye.

"Sword One, Infinite!" Bai Ze used that sword.

The predecessor of Wufengjian was Zangfeng, which was originally the natal flying sword of Jianzi Wang Zhihuan. Now the sword spirit is transformed by Shan Gui, a direct disciple of Wang Zhihuan, and it is even more psychic.

I don't know if there were mountain ghosts secretly helping, but Jian Yi Wuliang only took one breath to go from accumulating power to exploding.

Bai Ze could not imagine this before.

Just like the edgeless sword in his hand at this time, the Xuan Jade Palm and the sword are boundless. With his current level of cultivation in the Three Realms, he is simply unable to exert the thirteen powers of this unique skill.

Jiuzhou monks, there is a gap between the lower three realms and the upper four realms.

As long as this gap is crossed, there will be a difference between cloud and mud.

At that time, the thunder calamity will be added to the body and the true energy of the whole body will be washed away. Its purity and even the physical strength of the monks are definitely not comparable to those of the monks in the third realm.

Only a divine body like Bai Ze can defy the will of heaven and fight across borders.

The black light condensed by the flying sword was like a poisonous dragon, charging at him fiercely.

The natal flying sword roared out, carrying the Dao intention of dividing yin and yang, and faced him!

The yin and yang domain of the edgeless sword locked the trajectory of Yin Wending's flying sword, and the two swords collided together like lightning.

"Boom!!——"

The wave of sword energy inspired by the two swords soared into the sky, sweeping in all directions, leveling the ruins of the alleyway once again, until the land was riddled with holes.

The huge repulsive force passed through the natal flying sword and was directly transmitted to Bai Zeyu's hands.

The dark palm of the boy in white immediately split open, and shocking blood burst out from the tiger's mouth. However, it was washed away by the cold autumn rain, and the blood stains quickly merged into the water in the ruins of the alleyway below and disappeared without a trace.

The two flying swords clashed. Yin Wending's body remained as still as a mountain, but Bai Ze's hands were dripping with blood as soon as they faced each other, and his body took three steps back.

It was better to use Xuan Jade Palm, the secret skill of the sword, to protect his hands beforehand. Otherwise, the force of the shock would have broken and deformed the bones of his hands.

It's a completely overwhelming situation!