"The old thief is powerful, Qin Lao, the mad lion, Feng Ye, Zhang Zhuzuo, I can't wait, when will I stay!"

The Demon Moon Sanren shouted wildly, "The rest of the people, against the juniors of the Jiang family, this generation definitely does not have the magic skill of devouring the soldiers' qi, and they each form a formation and kill them with blood weapons." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Demon Moon is worthy of being the last person to win the championship in the seven directions, and he is good at battle formations and is good at commanding.

The four people he ordered were the only four condensate powerhouses left in the field.

In this compartment, Qiuyue scattered people in a good way, and everyone was divided into two groups for the battle, below the condensate, to attack the Jiang family, above the condensate, to surround the second master of the Jiang family, and the battle was about to break out.

Over there, the battle curtain between Xu Yi and Feng Xifeng was also revealed.

Xu Yi was very annoyed, racking his brains, only to provoke the two sides to tear their faces, a vicious fight, never expected that Feng Xifeng didn't even care about the main battlefield, and ******** ran to come by himself.

After several battles, with the protection of iron spirit, Xu Yi was no longer afraid of Feng Xifeng.

He was annoyed that he only had to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but he was dragged into the battle group.

Feng Xifeng is extremely fast, it is also an immeasurable sea, Xu Yi has a return to the Yuan step, Feng Xifeng has a realm to crush, and the speed of flying is even better.

Xu Yi didn't escape fifty zhang before he was caught up, and the Divine Sense Sword spun around, countless silver lights flashed, and countless terrifying cracks were added to Xu Yi's body.

"Junior, I didn't want to kill you, but you forced people too much!"

Feng Xifeng was independent in the air, his ink hair fluttering, and the divine sword in his palm was magnificent, vowing to burn half of the sky through.

Xu Yi sneered, "Sword King Sword King, King of Honey Sword, Lao Feng, this sentence is just what I said casually, I didn't expect it to be so suitable for your temperament, it's all at this time." You and I are going to divide life and death, and you are still so hypocritical!"

As he spoke, one after another qi circles rose from his palms.

"Divide life and death?

Feng Sword King let out a long roar, and the Divine Sense Sword circled around his body, and another rotten silver flashed. Xu Yi's qi was gathered and was cut by Feng Jian King, and in an instant, his body was already full of cracks, and countless terrifying rifts were added.

"But with a broken sword, if you abandon the sword and don't use it, how can you compete with me. ”

Xu Yi began to eat grapes, and bluntly said that grapes were extremely sour.

Secretly, he had a divine sword against Feng Xifeng. Admired to the extreme.

To this day, he has also been on the battlefield for a long time, but he has never encountered such a terrifying existence as the Divine Will Sword.

Now that he has cultivated to the peak of the sea of qi, the use of the Tibetan Feng style has also turned into strength, and then he has hit the qi dragon, which is abundant, and he is confident that even the second master of the Jiang family will never dare to take it hard.

But such a terrifying move was completely useless in front of Feng Xifeng.

That demonic sword of divine will. No matter how fierce your qi dragon is, the silver light flashes. Everything is gone.

The killing intent is strong, the sword move is fast, the heart is to the sword, there is no way to resist, if there is no iron essence, Xu someone would have died under the sword a long time ago.

In the face of such an adversary. Xu Yi can only consume, and when he is tired, he may have an opportunity to take advantage of it.

is also an immeasurable sea, Xu Yi has absolute confidence in his soul strength.

"But with a strange talisman. I'd like to see how long this broken talisman lasts!"

Feng Xifeng sneered, concentrating on sword movement, and for a while, the sword qi in the sky was full of sword energy, almost burning half of the sky.

Resisting uselessness, Xu Yi simply gave up his efforts and fought for fate to turn an undefeated golden body, and at the same time, he also tried to capture this extremely powerful sword intent.

Ten swords, one hundred swords, a thousand swords......

The Divine Consciousness Sword was like a red elf, spinning constantly, pieces of rotten silver, almost tearing the entire firmament.

In the rotten silver, Xu Yi is like a glass man that can be continuously united, broken little by little, after a superb elixir, and then glued a little bit.

Then, break again, and unite again.

The dense tearing brought great pain to Xu Yi, but the physical pain was completely covered by Xu Yi's spiritual pleasure.

Xu Yi could clearly feel that the splitting of the Divine Will Sword had brought great benefits to his body, and with this endless split, the undefeated golden body seemed to be evolving.

He could even feel that his body was getting harder and harder, the speed of recovery was getting faster and faster, and even the gray sun in the depths of the sea of qi was a little brighter.

In addition to the physical changes, what made Xu Yi even more excited was that the trace of sword intent that he had been trying to capture from the beginning finally had a familiar taste.

It turned out that in Xu Yi's initial calculation, he had to consume Feng Xifeng until he was completely tired before counterattacking.

However, as the iron essence in his hand became hotter and hotter, his heart gradually became hot, and a bold and strange idea inexplicably jumped out of the depths of his mind.

At this point, he began to consciously capture the trajectory of Feng Xifeng's sword moves.

Xu Yi was completely stunned by this capture, his perception was as exquisite as his, but he couldn't touch the slightest doorway.

He couldn't even feel that the momentum of this sword move was really unknown to him, and such a strange move was almost beyond his imagination.

Xu Yi had the insight of two lives, his thoughts turned sharply, and in the dark, he had a hint of understanding: Feng Xifeng's sword moves that came and went were very similar to the legendary realm of winning without moves.

If he really cultivated to this level, what he had to comprehend was not a sword move, but a sword intent.

At this thought, he secretly scolded himself for being stupid: Divine Will, Divine Will, all mysteries, is not just like the sword intent of God.

Aiming at the direction, Xu Yi began to understand with his heart, ten swords plus body, a hundred swords plus body, a thousand swords plus body, with the body as the furnace, with the heart as the touch, let the storm sword rain be tempered by thousands of tempers, he only used his heart to capture a trace of meaning.

Gradually, Xu Yi finally caught the indescribable and inexplicable sharp meaning.

It is a kind of sword in my heart, sword heart only in me, a sword is out, cutting everything sharp.

"This is the real top martial arts!"

Inexplicably, Xu Yi gave birth to a strong admiration.

The ancestor of the Wen family was tired, and at the beginning, he had a strong urge to watch a wonderful drama.

However, the two martial artists on the stage kept walking on the pillars, one circle, two circles, ten circles, hundreds of circles, countless circles, and they saw him sleepy.

The ancestors of the Wen family are tired of watching the play, and Feng Jianwang, who sings on stage, is even worse.

Xu Yi guessed well, his peerless swordsmanship was all based on the sharp intention of cutting everything, and he fused his own intention into sword intent, so that he had the famous sword king Feng Xifeng.

Just as human power is sometimes poor, human will is sometimes poor.

He simply suspected that Dao Yan would hand over the Vajra talisman at the bottom of the box to this Scarface.

Otherwise, his Divine Consciousness Sword, which was enough to force the Soul Touching Ancestor to retreat and was invincible below the condensation, how could he still not be able to take down this powerless Scarface Child after thousands of swords.

After a thousand swords, his soul, which had cultivated to an extremely tough level, gradually emptied.

The scarface child on the opposite side is still the same, broken, taking medicine, breaking again, taking medicine again, he really doesn't know how many best elixirs are stored in this scarface child's Sumeru ring.

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