"Damn!" Wu Huan's domain was crumbling, and the edge of the twin sword souls and the scorching high temperature Wu Huan's domain was very weak, and it was cut in half by Yan Wuxi. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Your domain is quite special!" At this time, Yan Wuxi saw that although Wu Huan's domain was smashed, it turned into streamers and disappeared into the Burial Soldier Peak behind Wu Huan, but he himself didn't care that the domain was broken, and it was generally not affected at all.

"Fortunately, Bai Zhan is smart enough to use the Burial Soldier Peak to control the construction of the domain with the intention of ten thousand soldiers, as long as the Burial Soldier Peak is unharmed and the realm is broken, what can I do!" Wu Huan secretly drank at this time, he was in danger for the first time, and he encountered an opponent who would break his domain with a single sword.

"If you're at this level, just grab it!" Yan Wuxi snorted.

"This guy is flawless!" At this time, Wu Huan's brows were tightly locked, Yan Wuxi's perfection gave him a little headache, the individual realm was notoriously difficult to break, unless there was someone who could crush the True Yuan attack or a cultivator who could achieve his own sword soul and sword soul could cause him harm.

"If the 'sword' is really that guy, how does he cultivate!" From this and the other, Cangyuan and Yan Wuxi are both people who have an extremely headache for Wu Huan, and his combat strength at this time is simply undefeatable, and the "Necromantic Sword" has the last person, since the three of them are at the same level, Wuhuan doesn't know how to face that person.

"Hundred battles, the same tone!"

Yan Wuxi is a flame, Wu Huan "saw" Yan Wuxi's figure is purely a fire, he completely turned his body into flames, and controlled the Mo knife in his hand with the sword soul to form a strange balance, Wu Huan can only sigh that there are really all kinds of cultivators in the interstellar world, and now Yan Wuxi can't be called a person at all.

"If you want me to fight with a ball of fire, I can't do it!" The more he saw it, the more he doubted, those weaknesses were all useless, and there was no aid such as the sword soul of the realm that could ignore it.

"Baizhan, can I hurt the other party with my own artistic conception?" Wuhuan couldn't help but ask Baizhan Dao.

"It's difficult, the artistic conception is completely different from that of the sword soul, and it doesn't have that kind of characteristic yet!" Bai Zhan said after evaluating it for a while.

"The soul power was burned when it touched the flames outside Yan Wuxi's body, and the realm of the artistic conception of the soldier was not enough, so I could only run!" Wu Huan said a little depressed.

"With the idea of a remnant soldier and the artistic conception of a soldier, you may be able to give it a try!" Bai Zhan said in a slightly uncertain tone for the first time.

"Okay, then try it, it's a big deal to run!" Two flames rose in Wu Huan's hand, his own true yuan slowly solidified under the compression of his soul, and the long sword condensed by the two true yuan appeared in Wu Huan's hand, and the soldier's mind was infused with the remnant souls of ten thousand soldiers, and suddenly the two qi soldiers trembled in Wu Huan's hands.

"Innocent!" Yan Wuxi's Mo knife swept away, and a wave of fire suddenly slapped and rolled up.

"Open!" Wu Huan snorted, his hands slashed together, two cold rays flashed, and the sharp aura was forced, and the waves of fire were split out of a gap.

"Whoosh!"

A figure slashed across the waves of fire and brought up a long silver-white tail of wisdom, and Wu Huan dragged his twin swords towards Yan Wuxian to kill.

While... Woowoo......

In the piercing impact, Wu Huan's twin swords and Yan Wuxi's Mo knife slammed into each other, and a piercing loud sound exploded.

"What a condensed qi soldier!" Yan Wuxi was a little surprised, obviously he was an air soldier but had a sword body that seemed to be substantial.

"Slash!" Wu Huan didn't give Yan Wuxi any time to sigh and slash along Yan Wuxi's knife, "Zizizi" sparks flew around at an extremely fast speed.

The double swords slashed with sparks, Wu Huan's hand speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of swords slashed on Yan Wuxi's body, and Wu Huan used his sword to cut countless gaps on Yan Wuxi's body that were transparent to the front and back.

"It's useless!" Yan Wuxi's wrist turned, and a knife light slashed down, as if separating Wuhuan from him, Wuhuan suddenly retreated, watching the wound on Yan Wuxi's body heal in the flames.

"Let me experience despair!" Wu Huan frowned, and dozens of swords and swords greeted the fatal flaw, but Yan Wuxi's face did not change his face and all of them were taken, and the difficulty of the individual realm can be seen from this.

"There are no invincible skills in the world, Yan Wuxi must have flaws that I don't know!" Wu Huan, who was in tune with the hundred battles, was calm and terrifying, his eyes swept over Yan Wuxi's whole body, thinking about the dozens of swords just now and his last sword, countless situations were deduced in Wu Huan's mind.

"It seems that I overestimated you!" At this time, Yan Wuxi raised his right hand and came with a horizontal knife, and the monstrous flames burst out from the Mo knife and flew away, and Yan Wuxi's body was even more like a fire god at this time, and the power was so strong that all his team members had to retreat dozens of miles away to avoid being affected, and Wuhuan was still trying his best to analyze Yan Wuxi's flaws.

"Since ordinary attacks are useless to him, why do he gather such a huge amount of fire vitality to envelop his whole body, unless he wants to cover up something!"

"Boy, why don't you use your soul to see what's in front of you!" Just when Wu Huan was about to do it again, the voice of the phantom world rang in Wu Huan's ears, and he who had never given Wu Huan too much mention in the battle finally couldn't help but speak, the reason was very simple, it was really unreasonable to have a soul realm and not use it.

"Soul, release!" After coming down from the Burial Soldier Peak, Wu Huan rarely used his soul, after all, he was not a pure soul cultivator, and the soul was just an auxiliary, and in the battle, he trusted his instincts more than the soul scan.

"That's ......" Wuhuan found that he had misjudged it, the flames on Yan Wuxi's body were not to hide anything, but to divert everyone's attention and take it as a trap, if he really started from the endless flames as he had predicted before, then he should have been roasted by now.

The individual realm is also known as the realm of spiritualization, which itself is an extremely rare realm, and it is not comparable to the single realm that covers a wide range of areas, but as a special realm, its role is to make countless people's eyes hot, and the physical attack of the physical body is ineffective, comparable to the immortal body, just look at the degree of Wuhuan headache to know how terrible this realm is.

"No wonder it is said that only the crushing of the sword soul and the true yuan can break the individual realm!" A flash of realization flashed in Wu Huan's eyes, and he couldn't help but tighten the double swords in his hands as he watched Yan Wuxi slowly walk over.

"Slash!" Yan Wuxi shook his hand, and a hot knife mixed with monstrous flames slashed towards Wuhuan, Yan Wuxi had already lost his patience a little, and the shot was a big move.

"I'll block!" Wu Huan's two swords slashed together, slashing through Yan Wuxi's sword flames, and the whole person burst out, and the two swords stabbed towards Yan Wuxi.

"It's useless!" Wu Huan stabbed a sword into Yan Wuxi's right chest, piercing through it, in exchange for Yan Wuxi's cold snort and the knife.

"I'll pick!" Wu Huan blocked Yan Wuxi's sword and stabbed into the opponent's body, and the sword slashed directly off Yan Wuxi's entire right shoulder, and the Mo knife in his hand was suddenly picked off, and the broken arm instantly turned into flames and disappeared in the falling body, and Yan Wuxi's broken arm was in flames, and an intact arm reorganized and surfaced again, and he was raising his hand to catch the Mo knife.

"Opportunity!" Suddenly, Wu Huan's eyes flashed, and the two swords in his hands stabbed at Yan Wuxi's eyebrows, and Yan Wuxi, who had always seemed to be in control, Huo Ran's color changed, and in an angry shout, the whole person directly turned into a flame, ignited and retreated rapidly, and Wu Huan's two swords chased after Yan Wuxi's eyebrows from beginning to end.

In a breath, from Wuhuan cutting off Yan Wuxi's right arm to Yan Wuxi's violent retreat, everything changed too fast, so fast that many people didn't react at all, at this time, Yan Wuxi's subordinates only saw that their boss was being chased and killed at this time, and they retreated violently.

"Get out!" Yan Wuxi, who was retreating, finally had time to react, countless pillars of fire turned into the head of the fire dragon roared and stopped in front of Wu Huan, as more and more fire dragons blocked Yan Wuxi finally jumped out of Wu Huan's killing double sword, at this time, I couldn't help but be afraid.

"Damn!" A fire dragon sent the Mo knife back to Yan Wuxi's hand, and he was almost yin, and he finally changed his face, and Yan Wuxi, who was already raging, directly burst out with even more terrifying flames to burn a blue sky like a blowout.

"Here!" Wu Huan pointed to his eyebrows, and then pointed to Yan Wuxi, his meaning is self-evident, I have broken your individual domain.

Looking at Wu Huan's movements, Yan Wuxi's color changed, and the center of his eyebrows was where Yan Wuxi's cover door was, and it was the only link between his body in another space and this world, although this slightest abnormality would also change its position in a small arc, but when it encountered an invasion such as a sword soul and a full-scale true yuan bombardment that he couldn't compete with, he would knock himself out of the other space, obviously Wu Huan already knew his weakness.

"Soul!" At this time, Yan Wuxi remembered that the Wuhuan in front of him had reached the puppet emperor with the soul realm.

"Now, we're fair!" The twin swords in his hands dissipated, but his hands emitted a sharp edge no less than the twin swords, and Wu Huan already knew everything and it was more reliable to use his own hands.

"Joke!" Yan Wuxi slowly raised the Mo knife in his hand and placed it horizontally on his chest, and suddenly a layer of golden flames ignited on the knife body, and a golden flame appeared on the knife body like blood, no matter how you look at it at this time, you have a bad premonition.

"It seems that if I don't take it seriously, I really can't take you!" Yan Wuxi looked at Wu Huan, and two golden flames ignited in his eyes, and in the flames was a flame like a knife shadow.

"Sword Flame!" Yan Wuxi suddenly let out a low roar, holding the long hilt with both hands, Mo Dao cut down a golden light suddenly filled the heavens and the earth, the earth cracked silently under the light, Wu Huan only felt that an incomparable sword intent broke through the air, and with it was the scorching heat... Sun.

"Indestructible, Golden Bell Jar!" Wu Huan roared, and the reappearance of the Golden Bell Realm directly enveloped Wu Huan completely.

While!

Boom!

The explosion and the explosion roared in unison, and under the golden light, Wu Huan's defense was exploded in less than a moment, and an incomparable huge force came, and Wu Huan's whole person was blasted out far away with the scattered brilliance.

Yan Wuxi slowly got up and withdrew the Mo knife in his hand, in front of him was a large area of nearly a hundred miles of magma land that had been sunk by the sword flames, and a figure at the end of his line of sight was struggling to get up at this time.