Eternal Martial Sovereign

Li Jianyuan, armed with sword martial arts, is a contemporary genius of the South China Sword School.

This is a character who has high hopes by the South China Sea Sword School and has the opportunity to step into the heavenly domain.

Unfortunately, he snubbed here, ending his short life.

It can be said that Li Jianyuan's ridicule was completely self-inquired. If he had not dealt with Xiao Yun repeatedly, would he have ended in this end?

Perhaps, with his talent, he can really stand out in the hundred battles and successfully enter Tiandu domain.

Li Jianyuan snubbed, and Xiao Yun just glanced at the person slightly.

This man was so ruthless that he repeatedly attacked himself. If he did not remove it, it would be a serious problem.

call!

After solving Li Jianyuan, Xiao Yun moved his palm to collect his storage bags and other things.

At the same time, he palmed his palms and the waist card appeared.

When the waist card appeared, Li Jianyuan had a light shot on his body, and finally fell into Xiao Yun's waist card.

Accumulated points, 71,800!

Ranking of points, the total list is seventeen!

There is such a round of numbers on this waist card.

At this point Xiao Yun's waist card has become golden and can become a gold medal.

His points suddenly reached the seventeenth among all apprentices in the Xuanyuan battlefield.

This ranking is not high or low.

Of course, this is still Xiao Yun's low-key, not deliberately plundering others' points.

Otherwise, depending on his heritage, the points must be more than that.

"Seventeen in the overall list, it seems that there are still many talents in this Xuanyuan battlefield!" Xiao Yun glanced at the data, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he was quite satisfied with it, and finally he looked up. , His eyes turned to the other side.

There, Xiao Yilang was fighting fiercely with Qin Beijian.

Xiao Yilang ’s long sword was cracked, and his momentum was like a rainbow. His pace was steady and steady like a mountain, but when the sword came out, he had the potential to break the sky. Under his attack, the sword of the North Qin City collapsed, even though it was urged. You can't compete with the sword of Wuhun.

"Qin Beijian, you are bound by your hands and feet, and you dare not try your best. In this way, the sword's center is absent, and you lack the momentum that Jianxiu should have. How can you go forward? How do you cut everything? Now you have fear in your heart, You cannot fight, you are doomed. "

Xiao Yilang's eyes were as bright as a sword, and he stared coldly at the retreating Qin Beijian, word by word.

His words were spoken word by word, and each word was like a sword front, falling into Qin Beijian's heart.

When the words went to Qin Bei Jian's eyes, the light in his eyes flickered, and the confusion in his heart became even more serious.

If the heart is scattered, the sword is also scattered, and there is no way to fight!

If the heart is afraid, the sword is not sharp, and you will lose!

Xiao Yilang at this time was as imposing as a rainbow, and his indifferent words were like sharp swords, which could destroy people's minds.

At this moment Qin Beijian's mind became even more confused under these words.

It seems that he has seen the scene of his defeat.

The gap between the two is clear at a glance.

"Am I really going to lose?" Qin Beijian's eyes were confused, and he wanted to go carefully.

He was really afraid, afraid of being hurt by the sword of Wuhun.

Once the sword of Wuhun is injured, he will be defeated and it will be difficult to make a comeback in Dongshan.

So he had scruples and did not dare to fight all out.

Xiao Shiro is different.

Xiao Yilang He is only today by the supremacy of swords that he has worked hard to understand.

Although Qin Beijian has good talents, he still relies on the sword of Wuhun.

After all, Qin Beijian can be regarded as having resorted to external forces.

But Xiao Shiro is his own power.

The kendo talent that I realized did not have any martial arts soul to rely on.

So Xiao Shiro is not afraid, and has the momentum to go forward.

This is the gap!

"Brother Li?" Just when Qin Beijian was confused, and his fear was even worse, he turned his eyes and saw Li Jianyuan, who had lost his breath towards the muddy land below, and his heart was agitated Jumping, that uneasiness grew stronger.

"Xiao Yun!" As soon as Qin Beijian's eyes turned, he saw Xiao Yun, "Did he break through?"

Just a little induction, he found that Xiao Yun's momentum had improved, and he knew that Xiao Yun had beheaded Li Jianyuan.

This added a little more pressure to him somehow.

Now that Xiao Yun has made a breakthrough, he is undoubtedly one more enemy.

A kind of bewilderment, a kind of fear, a panic began to emerge in the genius of the South China Sword School.

This made him overwhelmed.

Hum!

At this point, Xiao Yilang walked, and he was imposing, with a kind of utter sword outburst.

The sword is frightening.

"If you want to kill me, then I will let you be buried." Feeling that kind of sword, Qin Bei ’s eyes twinkled, and there was a fascinating light. He raised his head sharply, and the long hair danced like a beast Staring ahead.

The rising beast, a fierce air began to condense on Qin Beijian's body.

"From the source of my martial spirit, condensing the sword of Xeon, breaking the sky!" Qin Beijian's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a mysterious pattern in the eyebrows. These patterns, like swords, exude primitive The breath of the sword.

This is the source of Wuhun, which is integrated into the sea of ​​knowledge and is the foundation of Wuhun's sword.

Now that Qin Beijian has been forced into the Jedi, he suddenly wants to use the origin of this sword for the final battle.

The origin of the sword, this is the foundation of the sword of Wuhun, and no loss is allowed.

Once this origin is damaged, his sword of martial arts soul can no longer be recovered.

call!

The source of the Wuhun Sword is like hundreds of sword silks, and under the traction of the Qin Beijian, it immediately entered the Wuhun Sword.

At that moment, the sword of Wuhun's sword was a masterpiece of light, with a vast expanse of sword air, and the sharp sword was released to make the sky tremble. The sword seemed to come from ancient times, giving people an unshakable feeling Even Xiao Yilang frowned.

"Have you used the source of Wuhun?" Xiao Yilang raised a brow, and he looked dignified, and seemed to know how terrible the Qin Beijian was at this time. The source of Wuhun was the soul of the entire Wuhun. , Contains infinite sword meaning.

Even the sword of Wuhun grew up under the nourishment of the source of Wuhun.

brush!

The source of the Wu Soul is condensed. Qin Beijian is holding a long sword.

He stepped forward, and he seemed to be bursting out with a thousand swords.

cut!

Waiting for a word to spit out, Qin Beijian's long sword cut to the front of Xiao Yilang.

brush!

When the long sword moved, it really cut off the sky, and the sword light bloomed in the place of the sword, with a vast sword coming out.

Each of these sword intentions is extremely powerful. It seems to have the momentum of cutting Yuan Dandan's eightfold realm. So many sword intentions burst out, who can resist? Besides, there is still the sword of Wuhun in front. The power of this sword is far more terrifying than those swords!

In the face of this sword, Xiao Yilang did not back away, but there was fiery color in those eyes.

"I'll wait for you to use the source of Wuhun." Xiao Shiro said with a smile on his face, with a smile on his mouth.

"If you don't enter the source of the sword, how can you realize Supreme Kendo?"

In the face of Qin Beijian's fierce attack, Xiao Yilang seemed calm and unhurried. He stepped forward step by step, and his sword seemed to be unified.

At this time it was not clear that he seemed to have a sword in his hand, nor could he see his figure.

Xiao Yun in the distance just saw a sword light passing through the void, and it was an overbearing sword that was incomparable to Qin Beijian's.

"Is this to comprehend the invincible sword with the risk of danger?" Xiao Yun's heart moved, seeing this scene could not help thinking of the scene of the predecessor of Qin Yuanzong in the thunderstorm that day, Xiao Shi Ichiro no doubt wanted to realize in the sword rain.

He is going to realize the Supreme Kendo.

Because the source of Wu Soul in Qin Beijian has Supreme Sword.

For a swordsman, being in touch will bring endless benefits.

But at this time, the sword was immense and imposing, and it also contained great danger.

If you are not careful, this Xiao Yilang will die out.

It can be said that Xiao Yilang's move is based on his life and life, in order to realize the true meaning of the sword.

He was admired by Xiao Yun's heart for seeking this way.

At this time he knew that it was not accidental that this brother could come to this step.

This brother has great courage, dares to fight, and has a certain talent.

Only then can such a genius be created.

Huh!

The sword light flickered, and Xiao Yilang immediately fell into it.

Inside, there was the sound of the sword humming, and the sound was loud.

But that kind of sword light was too dazzling, and Jian Yun was shocked.

His eyes narrowed and he couldn't see what was inside.

Hum!

After a little while, the sword light flickered endlessly, and the void shuddered. Xiao Yilang's body showed a trembling exit, his clothes were broken, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, but there was a satisfaction in his eyes. Emerged.

It seems he has received the goods this time.

call!

Xiao Yilang, like the same streamer, was holding a broken sword, and Zhenfei flew out.

On the other hand, Jian Guang was restrained, and the vast sword's meaning gradually dissipated, and Qin Beijian's body also appeared.

At this moment he was standing in the air, his robe beating with the wind, and he was hunting.

But his breath was diminished sharply, and the sword of Wuhun's sword was dim.

"You turned into a sword, avoiding the hurt of the sword, and stealing the supreme kendo from the source of my soul," Qin Beijian's eyes flickered and he frowned when Xiao Yilang looked forward. That expression, it seems that there is a feeling of being deceived.

This time he not only exhausted a large amount of the source of the martial arts soul, but also helped Xiao Shiro to understand Kendo a little more.

This simply means that stealing chickens will not counteract a handful of rice.

Although Xiao Yilang was slightly injured ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, once repaired, that strength will go further.

But Qin Beijian was exhausting too much at this time, it was already the end of the crossbow.

"I couldn't kill him this time, even if I shot again, it would be useless." Qin Beijian calmed down at this time and began to show his face groaning. "That Xiao Yun has also broken through. If he and the Firebird join forces, It's not weaker than me. "

"Withdraw!" Qin Beijian was planning to withdraw as soon as he thought.

"When I arrived at Tianwu, I was looking for a Lingchi. I will heal my injuries first, and I will go to enlighten Kendo before entering the sword mound."

After muttering a word, Qin Beijian took the sword of Wuhun into the sea and immediately walked towards the void in the distance.

At this point he exhausted too many sources of martial arts soul, and was almost seriously injured. He must be treated immediately. If he can get the chance in Jianzhu and repair the wound of Wuhun, he may still have time to revenge. "Qin Beijian, do you think you can make it?" Just when Qin Beijian ran a kilometer, a slightly chilling voice sounded through the sky, and the sound wave oscillated in the void, and there was a wave The irresistible momentum pervaded.