Chapter 693

In zhenhun pass, Yulin, the Third Prince of the Shura nationality, saw this scene, and his face suddenly became cold. He disdained to say, "I dare to be bold in front of zhenhun pass! Eleven! "

"My subordinates are here!" Behind Yu Lin, a strong man of the Shura nationality, who was covered in black armor and had only a pair of blood red eyes on his mask, immediately responded.

"I went to take that boy's dog's head," Yu Lin's expression was flat, as if to say a simple thing.

"My subordinates take orders!" The strong man, known as the "eleven", respectfully replied. He immediately drew out his long sword from his waist and stepped on it with great force. He jumped directly out of zhenhun pass and forced it toward the sky.

Eleven is still in the air, the sword in his hand suddenly ignited a blood red flame, and then eleven vigorously waved the long sword in his hand.

The dazzling blood color sword shadow appeared in the sky above zhenhunguan. The blood color sword shadow quickly accumulated, and actually formed a charming and fatal blood lotus flower!

"The sword skill of the king of Shura?" Jingtian raised his eyebrows, held the magic sword in his hand and pulled several sword flowers. Then the magic sword cut through the sky like a streamer, and the sword point was on the blood lotus flower.

"Ding!"

A crisp crash sounds, and then the blood lotus flower looks like a broken mirror, which is covered with fine cracks in an instant, and then the bloody lotus flower breaks into pieces in the startled eyes of the 11th National Day

It seems to be aware of the shock of 11, Jingtian disdained to shake his head. When he was Feipeng, the war general of the divine world, he did not know how many times he had fought with the master of the Shura clan.

What the 11th National Day exhibition is only the shallow sword skill spread in the royal family of Shura. To crack such a sword move is simpler than eating and drinking water for Jingtian!

Glancing at the closed forest of zhenhun, Jingtian waved his right hand, and the magic sword kept shaking, and the sword shadows appeared in front of Jingtian.

"This is..."

When the soul closed, Yu Lin's face became very wonderful when he saw this scene, because it was not the other sword moves that Jingtian used, but the sword spirit Lianhua that had been used in the previous eleven moves!

It's just that the blood and evil spirit of Jingtian is not as strong as eleven, so the sword spirit of Lianhua is not blood.

However, Yu Lin did not dare to underestimate the sword moves of Jingtian, because even if Jingtian and zhenhun were separated for a certain distance, he could clearly feel the sword spirit condensed by Jingtian and the terrible sword meaning on the lotus flower!

Even he had never seen this sword meaning several times in his life!

Yu Lin was so far away that he was still shocked. He was facing up to the 11 th anniversary of Jianqi Lianhua, not to mention.

In the face of the lotus flower, which was slowly drifting towards him, eleven felt that the space around him was full of endless sword spirit, and there was no room to dodge at all!

However, the amazing sword spirit from Lianhua made him feel as if he was in a hell built by countless sharp swords. His skin was covered with armor and felt tingling, which made it difficult for him to concentrate.

After chopping out the sword Qi Lianhua, Jingtian put away the magic sword, and without looking at the 11th day, his body flashed and ran straight to zhenhunguan.

"Did he not take me seriously from the beginning?" Seeing Jingtian's action, eleven just reacted to it, but he woke up too late.

The sword spirit of lotus flower is approaching the body, and the strong sting comes from all over the body, and the consciousness of the eleventh day falls into the boundless darkness.

Before the total annihilation of consciousness, a flash of clear realization flashed in his mind: "it turns out that this is the real sword power of Lianhua. What I used to do can only be regarded as juggling..."