Peach Fortune Ring

[Author's digression]: Second update

Text_Chapter 340 You are such a stinky fart

Hearing Song Yan's words, Princess Qingping's expression became extremely cold again, and she gently uttered four words: "I don't know how to praise!"

Hearing this, Song Yan put away his laughing expression, reached out and grabbed the Qingjiao Sword, and said solemnly: "I heard that your Lord Qingping was born with a sword bone, and the way of the sword is unparalleled. Today, my lord It’s time to get to know each other well!”

Seeing the Qingjiao Sword, Princess Qingping couldn't help but appear in a trance.

Stinging God! ! !

Song Yan snorted coldly. Under such circumstances, the other party dared to lose his mind. He obviously didn't take him seriously, so he shot unceremoniously.

Stabbing God is the second form in "Breaking Heaven Sword Art", its strength is mainly reflected in its extreme speed and unpredictable attack trajectory.

With a flash of the afterimage, the tip of the Qingjiao Sword appeared between the eyebrows of Princess Qingping.

"puff!"

A layer of ice-blue spiritual power actively popped up, blocking the Qingjiao sword, and at the same time, Princess Qingping also woke up from the trance.

"break!"

With a flash of sword light, the layer of ice-blue spiritual power dissipated directly, and the Qingjiao sword continued to stab Princess Qingping's eyebrows at an extremely fast speed.

"As expected of a disciple from the phoenix vein, he does have some abilities, but it's not enough in front of me!"

Princess Qingping's body suddenly floated back, and at the same time, her right hand flicked repeatedly, gracefully, and every time she flicked, she could generate a burst of energy and hit the Qingjiao sword.

"Ding ding ding ding!"

After dozens of impacts, the power of stabbing god's sword move has been weakened to the point where there is no layer left.

Song Yan was a little surprised by this, but he wasn't surprised. After all, he didn't expect this move to hurt the opponent. After all, the opponent was a super master in the early stage of crossing the tribulation, and his swordsmanship was also quite good.

The next moment, Princess Qingping, who was retreating, suddenly floated up, flicked her fingers, and transparent sword energy flashed from her fingers, forming a sword array, and came to kill Song Yan.

Godless! ! !

Song Yan's complexion did not change, but the sword's posture changed, turning into the first move of "Potian Sword Art".

"Breaking Heaven Sword Jue" is a top-notch skill of the immortal level. It is divided into nine styles, each of which contains a separate sword intent and sword force. If stabbing gods are suitable for sneak attacks, then Wutian is suitable for guarding and group battles .

Wutian used this style of swordsmanship, and a mysterious sword intent permeated the air. For a while, all the changes in Princess Qingping's sword array that followed emerged in his mind.

Thus, the Green Flood Sword swung out.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"

After thousands of impacts, the sword array built by Princess Qingping also collapsed without causing any damage to Song Yan.

"Haven't you drawn your sword yet?"

Song Yan looked at Princess Qingping and asked.

"You're not worthy!"

Princess Qingping shook her head lightly, and then took a step forward. Immediately, hundreds of phantoms of Princess Qingping appeared around Song Yan, and each phantom flicked her fingers, flashes of sword energy, and then formed There are sword arrays.

Then, these small sword formations formed a huge sword formation, sealed off the world, and strangled towards Song Yan.

"If you can decipher this little hundred flower sword formation of this palace, it is worthy of this palace's drawing of the sword!"

Hearing this, Song Yan took a closer look. Aren't the images of these sword formations just like budding flowers?

The next moment, these budding Hundred Flowers Sword Arrays suddenly bloomed together, and a terrifying strangling force formed, tearing Song Yan's body crazily. Strangled into pieces or powder.

Song Yan's heart trembled, the celestial power in his body was running wildly, resisting the strangling power from all directions, at the same time, the green dragon sword in his hand swung out again.

"Shhhhhhh!"

The gushing sword energy erupted from the Green Flood Sword, rushed to the surroundings, and started a brutal fight with the Hundred Flowers Sword Formation.

It has to be said that the sword moves activated by the immortal power are at least [-] times more powerful than before, and a large amount of sword energy is released, which is evenly matched with the Hundred Flowers Sword Formation.

"combine!"

Seeing this, Princess Qingping frowned slightly, and suddenly made a magic formula. Immediately, the Hundred Flowers Sword Formation spread out, and then formed a giant sword at an extremely fast speed.

"cut!"

Princess Qingping pointed lightly with her plain hand, and the huge sword slashed at Song Yan with a terrifying aura of destruction.

Facing this move, Song Yan could completely dodge it, but he didn't dodge. He urged the immortal power with all his strength, and then raised the Qingjiao sword and slashed out heavily.

"boom!"

Two swords, one large and one small, collided together in the void, and a huge wave of air radiated to the surroundings. In an instant, the entire attic was turned into dust. escaped, so they did not suffer from the disaster.

"boom!"

The giant sword broke out again, and a more terrifying force pressed on Song Yan. Even if he used his whole body to resist, he still felt unstoppable. For a while, the veins on his forehead burst out, which seemed to be very difficult.

"Do you have the patience for that?"

Princess Qingping looked at Song Yan leisurely, her tone full of sarcasm and disdain.

"Of course my master is more than capable!"

Song Yan drank lightly, a map of stars emerged in his body, the stars were shining brightly, and when the stars flashed, Song Yan's body derived a powerful force, which resisted the oppression of the giant sword.

"The art of body refining?" Seeing this, Princess Qingping finally showed a little surprise: "I never imagined that you can cultivate the art of body refining to such a level!"

"There are many more that you can't imagine!"

Song Yan suddenly let out a shout, and the Qingjiao sword in his hand suddenly swung out again and again.

"Crack!"

After dozens of sword strikes, the huge sword finally collapsed, turning into bits and pieces of spiritual energy and dissipating in the void.

Seeing this scene, Princess Qingping finally showed a moved face, watching Song Yan slowly said: "You are worthy of my sword."

"Hey, are you finally willing to draw your sword? Young Master can't wait any longer, come on!" Song Yan frivolously hooked his finger at Princess Qingping.

"Humph!"

"Cheep!"