Chapter 1132

"Click!"

The shield of ten thousand demons made a sound of breaking, and then he saw the extremely strong man in the heaven, holding the shield of ten thousand demons, and he stepped back. There was blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, and his face was a little pale.

The weapon of the magic weapon is so powerful that he can't compete with it.

"This is not a magic weapon!"

The extreme old man of tongtianjing uttered a sound of shock, and his pupils were filled with a strong color of shock.

The power of this iron sword is far higher than that of the magic weapon. If the ordinary magic weapon is in the hands of a monk with double heaven, it is impossible for him to play the strength that can hurt him.

"This is Xianbao!"

Xianbao is a magic weapon superior to Shenbing. It is a magic weapon refined by a real immortal. It has been washed by Xianyuan's Qi from inside to outside. It is much more powerful than Shenbing.

If his cultivation is not in the extreme of the heaven, but a real monk in the fairyland, then he will not be too passive about such a treasure. But the problem is that he didn't reach that level. Xianbao's power of terror is beyond his power.

At this time, Jiang Feng, standing on the earth, looked at the iron sword tightly held by his big hand, and his eyes were shocked.

He didn't think that this iron sword could hurt each other, and it would be good to shock them back. However, he didn't think that the killing power of the iron sword was so huge, just one sword, it would split each other out and make their mouth overflow with blood.

"Xianbao..." when he heard that the other party was shocked, Jiang Feng chewed the word, and his face was also changeable. He didn't know about Xianbao, but he also knew that it must be a magic weapon more powerful than the magic weapon. Literally, it's not difficult to understand that Xianbao is linked with Jiutian fairy kingdom, and it must be a unique treasure that the immortal is qualified to master.

In ancient times, there were too many races. Among these races, many monks explored their way of cultivation alone, and also created a unique field of martial arts.

The accomplishments of these people are not weaker than those of today's monks in the fairyland, and it seems not strange to master the treasures. But Jiang Feng always thinks that there are still some problems that he has not considered, but he has no time to think about them now.

Since this is an immortal treasure and has the ability to hurt the extremely strong in tongtianjing, Jiang Feng naturally won't wait to die. He seizes the opportunity to urge his whole body strength and make the iron sword in his hand explode with a more terrifying breath. Nine days and ten places are oppressed by the terrifying sword Qi, and within tens of thousands of feet, he has become the field of sword.

Jiang Feng, like the master of kendo, calls on all sides.

"Kill

Jiang Feng roared, rolling sound wave like a drum, iron sword with the roar of sound, crazy kill.

The void is like a crisp cake. It's smashed by a slap. It's swept away with fierce sword Qi. It goes straight to the other side.

The most powerful person in tongtianjing can not be suppressed by a young man in tongtianjing.

"Destruction The old man suddenly burst into dazzling splendor with a cold drink. It was the power of the law. It was extremely powerful. When he appeared in the air, he did not meet the iron sword, but collided with the breath of the sword.

At the same time, the old man of tongtianjing spits out a mouthful of blood and draws a bloody sword in the air. After the sword is painted, it is like the source of all evils, absorbing the power of heaven.

In a short moment, the sword has gathered unimaginable strength, with the life essence blood painting magic weapon.

Jiang Feng sees this scene, the pupil tiny coagulates, this kind of method, is very rare, the other party has certainly refined the instrument spirit, therefore may transform the sword to come out.

As for using the essence and blood of this life, the purpose is to add your own strength to the sword as much as possible, so that the sword can play a greater lethality.

In addition, the power of law used by the extreme elders of tongtianjing is also extremely terrifying, which is a power of law in terms of destruction.

However, with the first attack, Jiang Feng still had a lot of confidence in the iron sword. It was an immortal treasure. Some of the power contained in it must not be bearable by the friars of tongtianjing.

Bang!

Just at the critical moment, the iron sword collides with the sword of blood essence condensation, which makes the void like an avalanche, and the space collapses layer upon layer.

Even the mainland under their feet was pierced by sword Qi, like cutting watermelons, which triggered a series of reactions and led to the disintegration of the mainland.

Under this blow, Jiang Feng was greatly impacted, and his body flew backwards, falling directly into a broken abyss on the land.

As soon as he fell into it, he saw that the mainland was pushed by a powerful force and squeezed directly towards him to make him a meat cake.

"Go to hell!" The old man of tongtianjing was full of blood and drank crazily. He was also seriously injured by this attack, but he reflected it in time and launched a strong attack on Jiang Feng.

"Roar..." the three color monster roared, like thunder. It suddenly darted out, turned into a streamer, and quickly came to Jiang Feng's side. Immediately, a paw caught Jiang Feng's clothes and flew out of the abyss.

Jiang Feng only felt carried by a strong rush, and came out in the blink of an eye.

"Roar..." the three color monster puts down Jiang Feng and rushes to the extreme of heaven. The old man roars with a fierce light in his eyes.

Whoosh!

The tricolor monster rushes out decisively and tries to kill the old man. Jiang Feng swallows an elixir to repair his injury, and then kills him with an iron sword.

"Little beast, it's good for me to be bad!" Tongtianjing extreme, the old man said indignantly, slapped toward the three color monster.

Tricolor monster speed, directly avoid the other party's attack, in the blink of an eye, ran to the back of the other party, a sudden impact in the past.

Claws fall!

"Puff..."

The old man of tongtianjing was directly caught with a bloody wound on his back. His skin and flesh were scratched off. It's terrible.

"Ah..." the old man of tongtianjing uttered a roar of pain. He took out his hand again and beat the three color monster.

"Roar..." the three color monster was not afraid, and continued to roar, shaking people's hearts. Using its fast speed, he hid again and attacked from another direction.

"Puff..."

Another dull sound made Jiang Feng's eyelids jump. After the sound came out, he didn't have to look to know what had happened.

"Ah..."

Tongtianjing is extremely painful. The old man's facial features are twisted. His back is scratched again. His blood is dripping, and even his bones are exposed. His appearance is extremely terrible.

At this time, Jiang Feng urged the iron sword to cut down.

"Puff"

The iron sword is invincible. It directly stabs the extremely powerful man in the sky and splits him into two. The rest of his body fails to land properly and is wiped out into nothingness by the terrible sword Qi.