Chapter 537

Crisscross and crisscross, hundreds of bright cold awns move down in the air. On both sides of the shuttling sword shadows, the illusory wings are trembling, and there are pieces of illusory feathers fluttering.

Under the super fast body shape, ningyue didn't choose to avoid the powerful move of you Yang's sudden earthquake, but still faced the attack, continuously cutting the attack from the side in the shuttle. The bright light and shadow all over the sky from emergence to withering, but only a few seconds, but the transformation of the halo of magic, but it is amazing, feel that the touch of forest frozen time, solidification of the passage of time is far more than a little bit.

Ping! Ping! Ping! Ping! Ping!

The crisp cracking sound suddenly filled with madness. The powerful force of Zhenhuang's gun was fragmented, and the roaring force was in disorder, but it didn't dissipate. The sword light of chopping and striking is not only tearing the power gathered in one body, but also controlling it. The sword Qi is like a silver needle threading thread, which gathers and stitches the broken Xuanli into one again and turns it into its own offensive.

"It's not only you who can use your opponent's strength to strengthen your own moves!"

When the sword falls, the Silver Rainbow is smashed by a straight and bright line. The falling power is like falling into the stars. It is mixed with a violent force. It is you Yang himself who strikes the shock force against faning Yue.

"Interesting, interesting!"

Who knows you Yang not only did not panic, but even more excited, the gun in his hand turned, the tip of the gun pointed to a nail, fell into the cracked earth, a fierce force suddenly bombarded the earth.

The next moment, with his feet standing as the center, a circle of waves crazy waves, shudder on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the earth turned and cracked, and a column of slender scarlet light protruded, arrayed on the broken earth. It was a straight pointed gun with a pen, and the two sides of the gun tip were even covered with serrated fine blades.

"Take it, thousand thorns!"

Zheng Zheng——

With the roar of the spear, the spears of the array shot out at the same time and rose to the sky. The slender scarlet was trapped into a cage in an instant, locking the light of the shot down sword firmly in the center, where countless spears pointed.

"Broken!"

The two wings reappear, the ethereal light trembles and dances down, the sword rises together, whirls and moves, a round of red cold light is chopping and flying, frantically cutting off the empty shadow of the sharp spear coming from the face. In the sound of the clear metal, you Yang is the one who cuts red and breaks through the cage of the sharp gun.

However, it seems that the momentum of whirl slash also weakens a little here.

"Face to face, I've never been afraid of anyone!"

With a roar of fury, you Yang swung his arms and took a big shot. As he took the lead to take a step again, the ground under his feet was suddenly sunken, and the runes were rotated in circles to draw a strange spiritual array, which was engraved on it. During the rotation, the colors changed from bright to deep. At the moment when the gun comes out, dozens of chains suddenly appear in the nothingness. At the moment when the gun is entangled, the chains are broken again. The gun is more powerful.

"Learn the real power of Zhenhuang gun - Prison bully attack!"

"Fourth, overeating."

At the same moment, Ning Yue was whispering. Under the whirling edge, in his big eyes, the mysterious charm quietly emerged, and the furious hot Xuanli overflowed the meridians and poured into the dark Xuan sword in his hand.

At this moment, a ferocious beast head loomed in the void. With a bite, he suddenly swallowed ningyue's figure. In a moment, the virtual shadow is broken, the whirling chopping power stops, the strange chopper falls directly, and the posture of holding the sword is changed to use both hands, and one sword is cut in the air. On the blade, red fire is burning.

Below, you Yang is also roaring. The spirit array at his feet is shaking. A strange giant shadow drags hundreds of chains of nothingness onto the earth. The outstretched Giant Claw reaches to the end of Zhenhuang's gun and gives it away.

Xuanjie Lingqi Zhenhuang gun, the most powerful weapon in the prison gate, is a chaotic prison gun with dual resonance.

"Isn't that too overbearing?"

Han Kun lost his voice. It was not only him, but also hundreds of people around him who changed their color because of you Yang's shot. The huge launch, the oppressive atmosphere, and the strange situation full of destruction. Ningyue's sword is not bad, but in the face of you Yang's killing move, it's not as good as the battle.

At the moment of confrontation, many people already have the answer in their hearts.

"I'd rather he... Win."

Han Jing is trembling and subconsciously looks at Ying Tianxu.

With a gloomy face, Ying Tianxu just murmured: "Damn, why didn't I realize this before?"

Boom!

Dangdang Dang——

Roar, shock, shudder filled the world. The sword is roaring, the gun is roaring, and the changeable shadow is bombarding at the place of confrontation, rippling out waves of destruction. In a flash, the surging roaring and fierce air, together with the illusory giant shadow standing in the sky and the earth, were torn. Under the spiral wind, the two figures began to clear up gradually.

Ping!

Then there was a sound, the spear and sword were separated, and the figure standing on the earth retreated two steps. Then, with the help of a gun, the standing position burst open, sinking more than half a meter, and more cracks spread wildly around. But after that, the whole figure did not move any more, and stood up with a gun. It was like a king dominating the battlefield.

In mid air, another figure tumbled seven times in a row and then fell to the ground. At that moment, the sword blade fell into the ground and pulled and cut a long sword mark. When the retreat stopped, the sword mark was more than ten meters.

The blade is still trembling and humming, and the blood is falling from the edge. However, it was not the enemy's blood, but the sword bearer's own.

Ningyue's left arm was soft and hung to one side, while his right hand was dyed scarlet. In the palm of his hand, blood soaked the hilt of the sword, and he slowly slipped into the edge of the sword. Compared with you Yang's still domineering momentum, he is obviously too weak, and is still collapsing.

"It's a split."

Looking ahead coldly, you Yang Jie smiles. When he takes the first step as a winner, a voice rings out.

"Wait a minute!"

The wind roared, a figure broke into the battlefield, and the horizontal sword stopped ningyue in front of him. No one else, it's win Tianxu.

"The Zhenhuang gun deserves its reputation, but what it can suppress is not only the enemy, but also your own fluctuating breath. You Yang, your cultivation level is chengfengjing, but you set up a challenge arena here to fight the people of lingxingjing! Where did you throw your dignity and pride as a warrior? "

With this exclamation, several elders of the sect in the crowd all changed their faces. Soon, they suddenly found that you Yang, who was standing in the hall now, had a different breath.

Take advantage of the wind!

In this regard, you Yang raised his head and gave an arrogant smile: "yes, I'm really a strength of chengfengjing, and I'm also setting up a challenge arena here. But there are two things you're wrong about. First of all, I have never said that my strength is only eight levels of spiritual awareness, but you are guessing. Second, I didn't say that people who take advantage of the wind can't challenge me. However, the only people who come up here are those who have no self-awareness. And now that the duel is not over, what are you doing up here? "

At this moment, several people were shocked, followed by a burst of fury.

With the strength of chengfengjing, he disguised himself as lingxingjing, set up a plot, set up a challenge arena, and killed several elite disciples of the sect. His heart is to blame!

Dang! Dang!

At the same moment, the double demons in the prison with guns, the breath of the two people instantly converged and fused, and a burst of wind swept the whole room.

"Those who have nothing to do with it, step back! If you don't agree, go ahead and die! "

Compared with the strength of fanzunjing, it's just a gust of wind fluctuation, and it's not something that win Tianxu can match. He's in a hurry to retreat with his sword.

With the deterrence of the double demons in prison, the opposition voice of the whole audience is much smaller, but they just dare to be angry. Many sect elders murmured in their hearts, why they didn't ask more helpers to come with them at the moment when they first went out, so that they let these unruly people take the opportunity to enter.

"Is it really a place to ride the wind? Before the strange feeling, it is here, the smell of strange fluctuations. Hum, if you were not injured in yesterday's fierce battle, even if you were in chengfengjing, I would still kill you on the spot. "

Sneer a hum, rather more bite teeth slowly up.

You Yang is right. The duel is not over. Even if he is defeated, he can't kill immediately.

The strength of the counterattack, there is still a little left.

"Lord ningyue, I know it's impossible to persuade you not to go. So... Let me help you a little bit more. "

A voice rang out behind him. He would rather turn back to find that he had retreated too much in the collision just now. He was very close to the crowd. But Meng Ye didn't know when he came here. At the moment, he took the initiative to put a pair of small hands on the edge of the dark Xuan ancient sword.

With a slight pain hum, his hands split and stained with blood, scarlet dripping into the blade.

"Never... Lose."

When he turned his face away, Meng ye did not stay and stepped back. In the corner of his eyes, there seemed to be tears.

"Don't talk like I'm going to die. The duel is not over, and I haven't lost."

Grin out a smile, would rather stand up and wave a sword. On the edge of the dark Xuan sword, his blood and Meng Ye's blood merge into the center of the edge.

Strange red light, slowly wake up and bloom.

Looking at the dark Xuan sword, you Yang licked his lips and said with a grim smile: "it seems that your sword is a very good spirit weapon. Wake up the power with blood, right? I like this feature. When it comes to me, I will make it satisfied. I will drink the blood of the strong every day. No, the blood of the ignorant

"Then you will be disappointed. Because, there will never be such a day. Your life ends today. It's up to me, right here! "

When the words fell, Ning Yue's action was beyond everyone's expectation. He put the sword into the scabbard and closed his eyes. But his right hand still held the hilt tightly.

Blink, crack, gluttony are useless. However, he still has one move left, the only one that can turn the tide.

At the beginning of the decisive battle over the rock, I gave him a gift when the sword spirit was sleeping. It was the next seal power of the dark Xuan ancient sword!

If at ordinary times, he did not dare to control that new power, but now there is only the possibility of that sword. If it is against you Yang, he will not be able to find such an illusory way in such an emergency.

However, after the seal of the dark Xuan ancient sword was lifted, Ning Yue realized something. Meng Ye's blood is very unusual, at least dark Xuan likes it very much. And now, enough blood is gathered on the edge. In his body, the time limit for blood awakening is the last point. Everything, bet on the next sword!