Medical Martial God

Either King Shura, the ancestors of the Leng family, or the ancestors of the Song family, even if they came with the Warriors Sword ancestors, they could not escape the fate of becoming a variant of the dragon's mouth food, and became its body nutrients.

It must have absorbed and digested the three top powerhouses such as King Shura, the ancestors of the Leng family, and the ancestors of the Song family. Their ability to mutate the dragons will be improved and enhanced.

"Damn!"

Watching that the three Shura kings devoured the flying dragon flying in the sky and Ye Xuan standing in the distance, Fang Wudi and Wu Shuang, the ancestors of the ancestors, could be described as ugly, the eyes flashed cold, and the whole body was killing. Moved, screams came from his mouth.

Obviously, he did not expect that even if he did, he would not be able to rescue King Shura and others from the hands of a junior, which undoubtedly made him lose face.

"Dora!"

With the scream of Wushuang sword ancestor, the sword idiot standing beside him stood cold, his face was cold, his eyes flashed, his feet moved, his sword suddenly squirted in his hand, The scabbard threw at Ye Xuan and Fang Wuzhen.

The tossed scabbard was extremely fast. When they broke the air, they appeared in front of Ye Xuan and Fang Wuzhen, but they didn't care. The light flickered in their eyes and they could see the scabbard's trajectory completely. Just slightly deviating his head, he avoided the attack of the scabbard.

However, taking advantage of the scabbard to attract Ye Xuan's attention, the real sword idiot and Jian Wuzhen appeared as ghosts in front of Ye Xuan and Fang Wuzhen and attacked them.

The sharp sword in the hands of Jian Chi's real person came out and cut it out. He took the bright sword light and cut it towards Ye Xuan's head, so that Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, his feet exerted strength, and his body flew up, avoiding Jian Chi's real person. s attack.

At the same time, Ye Xuan's legs were surrounded by suffocation, and his left leg was instantly wrapped in ice like a cold jade, and his right leg was like magma. The fire was burning, carrying the power of ice and fire, and the thunderbolt turned toward the sword. Kick it.

This is a martial art created temporarily by Ye Xuan through the inspiration of thirty-six wind and thunder kicks.

Seventy-two-step ice and fire serial legs!

"Bang bang ..."

With Ye Xuan's legs kicking out like lightning, the ice ham shadow surrounded the sword idiot, making him look ugly. There was no chance at all. He could only block his arms in front of him for passive defense. , Making the dull collision sound continuously.

However, this guy is really fierce. Under the continuous attack like Ye Xuan, this guy didn't receive any substantial damage, but was forced to retreat constantly.

This result made Ye Xuan look cold, and her mind moved, and the ice and fire suddenly opened.

With the opening of the yin and yang eyes of the ice and fire, the trajectory of the air flowing in the real body of Jian Chi and the flaws in his body appeared in Ye Xuan's sight, making Ye Xuan's face sneer.

Originally, his whip leg was kicked towards the real head of Jian Chi, but at this instant, he suddenly changed his trajectory and made a fake action, while kicking lightning fast towards his lower abdomen.

"Oh!"

"Well ..."

The dull collision sounds and the sound of Jian Chi's real people vomiting bitter water.

Under Ye Xuan's foot, his body arched into a small shrimp instantly, making his impenetrable defense fall apart instantly.

After that, Ye Xuan's sky-high leg shadows fell on his chest, belly, and face!

"Bang ... oh!"

When Ye Xuan finished his last kick, a lot of dark blood was sprayed from the real person of Jian Chi, and his body smashed away like a cannonball toward the distance and landed next to Wushuang Jianzu.

"Ahem ..."

At this moment, the real sword idiot looks extremely embarrassed. His face is distorted by the continuous attacks of Ye Xuan. A lot of footprints are left on his body. The corners of his mouth are constantly flowing with dark blood ...

Even if his sword skills are unparalleled, but Ye Xuan has no room for him at all!

Looking at the real wolf of Jian Chi, Wu Shuang's sword ancestor looked cold and cold, and his indifferent voice came from his mouth: "Are you learning by all means beside this seat? If you do n’t use your strengths all the time, why? ”

"Oh!"

Hearing the words of Wushuang Jianzu, the real sword idiot looked cold, lying on the ground like a toad, supporting the ground with his left hand, and holding the long sword in his right hand.

The next moment, his palm that supported the ground slammed hard. The powerful force burst out suddenly, the terrible energy spread, and his body leapt leaped into the sky.

Then, the real body of the sword idiot was spinning at super high speed, shaking the long sword in his hand, turning out numerous sword shadows into a sword cage, covering Ye Xuan's body, and violently covering his heavenly spirit. Stab.

Phantom Nine Swords!

This sudden change caused Ye Xuan to frown slightly. He wanted to rush out of the Jianqi cage, but it was impossible.

The only way out was over the sky, but it was sealed by the stabbing sky of the real sword sword, which made Ye Xuan look cold.

Binghuo's yin and yang eyes opened again, the shadow of the sword stabbed from the sky disappeared, and the trajectory of the sword idiot's long sword stabbed clearly in his sight.

Ye Xuan's dragon blade emerged from his hands, the soles of the feet violently exerted powerful power, and the dragon blade was turned into a stream toward the sky.

"Dora ..."

The next moment, Ye Xuan and Jian Chi passed by, and the sound of the sword breaking through his clothes sounded.

"thump!"

Under the unsightly gaze of Wushuang Jianzu, the real body of the sword idiot who was assassinated by the Phantom Nine Swords suddenly lost his balance, fell on the ice, and set off the dust of the sky.

When the dust dissipates, the real figure of Jian Chi is gradually appearing in the sight of Wushuang Jian Zu.

At this moment, the sword idiot was pale, half-kneeed on the ice.

There is a striking blood mark on the center of his eyebrow, and blood is constantly dripping down. If it hadn't been for the long sword in his hand pierced into the ice, I am afraid he would have fallen on the ice.

He lifted his head hard and set his gaze on the erect Ye Xuan in front. His eyes were full of doubts, and a weak voice in his mouth came out: "For ... why you ... you can My phantom nine swords look ... see through? "

"Well ..."

As the sword idiot's words fell, his body trembled suddenly, a large amount of blood sprayed out of his mouth, the hand holding the sword was weakly loosened, and his head fell on the ice, completely losing his vitality.

Until now, Wushuang Jianzufang couldn't see the blood stain on his eyebrow.

It was a slender knife mark, and half of his head was cut along the position of his eyebrow. There was a continuous flow of bright red blood, staining the ice surface with blood red.

The poor sword idiot is obviously very powerful, and he has nothing to do with shocking swordsmanship, but he is not able to perform in front of Ye Xuan at all.

You must know that this guy is at least a martial arts emperor who has stepped into the supreme imperial realm. The three generations of the ancestors of the Song family who did not need Ye Xuan to kill are weak.

Even if the crazy monster Lin Feng wants to solve his words, it will take some measures.

Unfortunately, he was unlucky, and met Ye Xuan. He has the yin and yang eyes of ice and fire, and can completely see through this guy's swordsmanship, so he won so easily.

"good, very good, excellent!"

Looking at the real sword idiot who completely fell to death, staring coldly at the erect Ye Xuan, Wushuang Jianzu's eyes were killing, his mouth was cold and boneless.

"Your ancestor wants your eyes!"

Obviously, this unparalleled sword ancestor has already seen the extraordinaryness of Ye Xuan's eyes, knowing that Ye Xuan used his eyes to see through the swordsman's real sword skill.

Now he has fixed his eyes on Ye Xuan.

"Boom!"

With the words of Wushuang sword ancestors falling, he stepped forward, his figure was like a ghost, and appeared in front of Ye Xuan in an instant, and his withered hands dug out into Ye Xuan's eyes.

Ye Xuan's pupils shrank with horrible body speed, his face changed, and the whole body of hair grew upright at this moment. He didn't want to, and his body suddenly exploded.

However, the unparalleled sword ancestor is like a sacrifice of the cheekbones. He leaves Ye Xuan in front of Ye Xuan, no matter how he avoids it and how to distance him, making Ye Xuan's face look ugly. , How ugly.

Not only that, this old thing also turned into countless avatars, making people only feel dazzled.

To be honest, today's Ye Xuan's strength level is not at the same level as Wushuang Jianzu.

At the moment, Ye Xuan looked cold, and his body was full of violent suffocation. His body armor emerged, and thunder and lightning surged under his feet. He instantly entered the quadruple state of magic, and at the same time opened a thundering state, which made his speed soar.

"Hehe ... you can't escape ... now that you've killed the people in this seat, then you have to do the consciousness of being tortured to death!"

However, no matter how Ye Xuan ran away and how fast the speed was enhanced, the Wushuang sword ancestors appeared in front of him like a shadow, with a playful smile on his face and a cold voice in his mouth.

"Dora!"

The cold light in Ye Xuan's eyes flickered, the dragon blade waved in his hand, and the raging sword gas whistled, but it was difficult to hurt Wushuang Jianzu at all.

Even if Ye Xuan opened the ice-fire yin and yang eyes, he could not capture any physical trajectory of this old thing.

Wushuang Jianzu didn't kill Ye Xuan in a hurry, but to completely destroy Ye Xuan's spirit and will, and torture him slowly to death.

Only in this way can he avenge his many disciples of Wushuang Jianzong!

When he came here, he did not see Jianxilai and his party, and even witnessed that King Xiuluo was killed. So there is no doubt that Jianxilai had already been killed by Ye Xuan ...

Wushuang Jianzong is his hundred years of hard work. Now that he has been destroyed by most, how can he not be angry?

Only by slowly destroying Ye Xuan and torturing him to death can the anger in his heart be vented.

Any attack is invalid, and no stature will be able to throw away the Wushuang sword ancestor. Ye Xuan's heart is incomparable, and the endless killing gas bursts out of his body, and the dragon blade in his hand stabs toward the ground!

Kill the field!

"Boom!"

With Ye Xuan's action, the terrible killing sword gas burst from the ground with his body as the center.

It ’s a pity that Wushuang Jianzu still could n’t help it, and he could n’t even push him back half a step. He still appeared strangely in front of Ye Xuan, and did n’t do anything with Ye Xuan, but looked at him with a cold, sad look There was a playful voice in his mouth: "To destroy a person, you must first start with his spirit and will! How long can your spiritual will sustain in this situation?"

When the words of Wushuang sword ancestors fell, the invisible sword gas burst out from the ground without warning, forming a sword array trapping Ye Xuan in it.

Feng Rui's sword rushed towards Ye Xuan in waves, making him unable to dodge at all.

His shirt was easily torn by Jian Qi, and fine bloodstains appeared on his body, with red blood flowing continuously ...

Even if Ye Xuan used the ice field to freeze the sword array, it would be useless!

"Immortal Dance!"

Looking at the Wushuang sword ancestor who followed the shadows, Ye Xuan's eyes flowed with ice and fire, and the blue energy burst out from his eyes and went straight to Wushuang sword ancestor.

"Hee hee ..."

"Giggle ..."

At the same time, a variety of **** and sultry fairies and witches emerged, twisting the irritating posture and attacking Wushuang Jianzu.

However, it had no effect at all, and Wushuang Jianzu was unmoved at all.

His drunken swordsmanship has already reached the point where man and sword are united, and he is not moved by everything!

Even if the azure blue energy spread out from Ye Xuan's eyes hit the body of Wushuang Jianzu accurately, he would not be affected by the slightest ...

Illusions were nothing in front of him.

"It's useless, although your talent is pretty good, but the realm of strength is too low, why not me!"

Wushuang sword ancestors appeared strangely in front of Ye Xuan, with indifferent words in his mouth.

"You still obediently enjoy the taste of this purgatory sword formation!"

With the words of Wushuang sword ancestors, the endless and terrible sword air burst out from the ground to form a heavenly sword array that trapped Ye Xuan ...

He wants Ye Xuan to die in this sword array to death!