Chapter 179: The Victory Is Divided!

In the end, the black Juntian Sword as round as the door panel was rounded to the extreme, falling from the sky, smashing into the white-clothed man in front of him, and suddenly his face was a little cold, and the power of Gengjin on the golden dreamer's armor was like the water of a river, gushing out of his body continuously, until finally, on the iron sword in his hand, even his entire body was wrapped in, the surface of the light cluster, the iron sword stabbed upward, and the surface of the light slowly rippled like water waves, like a swirl of water with golden light.

The golden iron sword shook slightly with the power of Gengjin, and then it went from static to moving, and the tip of the sword spit out violently, and then pierced the air in front of everyone's eyes, and let out a sharp roar, and the tip of the sword hit the Juntian sword body that Zhang Yan pressed down, "Ding!" , and then the iron sword stabbed out rapidly and continuously within a few inches of the original place, and with each stab of the iron sword, there will be an afterimage in front of him, the iron sword in the hand of the man in white stabbed out, and the speed of retraction was extremely terrifying, just a moment of effort, the iron sword afterimage was shrouded in the space in front of him.

"Ding, ding, ding......" At this moment, countless sword shadows appeared, and in an instant, countless sparks appeared under the sword of Juntian Sword, although the power of each sword could not be compared with the power in Zhang Yan's hand, but sometimes, when the quantity reached a certain level, it would overwhelm the quality, and Zhang Yan's figure regressed under the shroud of the sword shadow.

At the same time, the man in white had a thought, and the Gengjin long sword that was knocked to the ground buzzed, and they were suspended in the air half a person high, "Huh, hey, hea......" directly broke through the air, attacking from behind Zhang Yan, and the cold light and sword qi spit out from the tip of the sword gushed out.

For a while, Zhang Yan fell into a situation where he could never recover, but if this was his previous life, I was afraid that under such a fierce attack of the man in white, there would be a time of chaos, but now he has completed a lot of transformation, the cyan air flow wrapped around his body and the pure dream power like a river rushing up and down his body, at this time, he can be said to be not afraid of the Gengjin long sword under the control of the other party.

But Zhang Yan hasn't tried yet, he won't be caught, the sword shadow in front of him keeps attacking, and the eight Gengjin long swords behind him are getting closer and closer, but he didn't flinch at all, his wrist twisted violently, and the huge Juntian Sword in his hand began to rotate, and the wide sword body tumbled, strangling towards the sword shadow, and at the same time, a large amount of dream power in his feet turned into a shield, protecting his feet, and his body used the strength of the Juntian Sword to rise directly from the ground, and his feet swept towards the eight Gengjin long swords.

"Broken!"

The huge sword body of the Juntian Sword rotated, and it was not covered with a trace of dream power, but it was simply a powerful action, but it showed the perfect texture of the power to the fullest, without a little bit of fancy contained in it, and the feet were also swept away, after the Gengjin long sword was swinged, the body was from top to bottom, and the legs turned into two big axes, a split, but it was with an unparalleled momentum like splitting the mountain and splitting the ground.

Splitting the air, even in the air, there was a faint remnant of the air that separated the airflow, the fierce wind formed under the legs, and the six long swords of the eight Gengjin swords were pressed by the legs, and they fell heavily on the ground of the dueling field, and the hard ground was actually cracked out of a crack by force, and under such a huge force, the six Gengjin swords were natural, and there were several sounds of "click, click, click......", the sword body was broken, and the broken sword, fragments, and splashes were everywhere.

"Ding, ding" Under the Juntian sword, the sword shadows containing the fierce wind are still stabbing out frantically, although the sword momentum has been a little scattered, it is constantly bursting out of the crisp sound of gold and iron colliding, and after stabbing out more than a dozen swords, the sword shadow quickly dissipated, and the only thing left is the ripples of energy that are generated by the confrontation between the two weapons.

A large number of sword shadows disappeared, and in the end, there were only a few remaining gun shadows, and the man in white seemed to have given up this senseless attack, and the sword speed slowed down slightly, but suddenly his wrist shook, and the sword body froze, and suddenly, a substantial long sword tore through the air like lightning, stabbing out from the remnants of the sword shadow, until Zhang Yan held the right hand of the Jun Tian Sword, like a poisonous snake spitting out its core. The speed of the sword is so fast, the angle is evil, as if the entire front attack is for the sword that hides the edge at the end.

The sharp wind was broken by the speed of the sword body before it could condense at the tip of the sword, and the sword qi on the iron sword body was revealed a little.

Seeing this move, Zhang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Juntian Sword in his hand was withdrawn extremely flexibly, and the sword body was horizontal, and it was immediately like a pitch-black door panel, heavily erected in front of him, and the man in white was bound to win, and the carefully prepared sword was just at the empty hilt of the sword that was separated from Zhang Yan's palm and the sword body.

The two touched, the body of the man in white swayed violently, and a strong force suddenly erupted on the sword body, and then the force pushed forward, because the point of the iron sword was at the hilt of the sword, so under this force, Zhang Yan's superior strength was defeated for the first time, and the sword body of Jun Tianjian slapped backwards, slapped on his chest, and the soles of his feet stepped on the ground again and again, and slid backwards for five or six meters before stopping.

Similarly, the man in white pushed forward at the moment when Zhang Yan had a declining momentum, the tip of the sword in his hand was slightly deflected downward, and the sword body slid down, leaving a spark on the hilt of the Juntian Sword, which stabbed straight into Zhang Yan's chest.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Zhang Yan was on the side of his body, dodging the iron sword, and the Jun Tian Sword took advantage of the situation, around the tip of the iron sword, and stabbed in the opposite direction to its sword body, although the attributeless dream power on the sword body was blunt, it was enough to break through the armor of the dream warrior on the chest of the man in white, and in addition, the Jun Tian Sword that became larger was more than twice as long as the iron sword, and it was naturally the other party who was injured first.

As the saying goes, "One inch is long, one inch is strong! One inch is short, one inch is dangerous!"

The man in white was forced to retreat, the same cold snort in his mouth and nose spit out, the arm holding the iron sword shook slightly, and the six Gengjin long swords that were broken on the ground were completely shattered and dissipated into points of light in the air, but at the same time, at the moment of shattering, the points of light re-condensed the long sword, and at the same time, the sword body vibrate, through the air, a sound of contention was heard, the sword body was divided into two, and the eighteen long swords together attacked Zhang Yan again.

"Ding Ding ......" For a while, under Zhang Yan's impermeable parry, the eighteen long swords did not make any achievements, but the man in white was besieging, and suddenly the light on his body suddenly flourished, and the dazzling golden light flashed from the battle circle like a round of dazzling light.

The phantom of the dream beast behind him was hidden in it, melting into his body, and the seventeen Gengjin long swords that pierced Zhang Yan in the air retreated violently, returning to the body of the man in white, one after another surrounded the city along the iron sword, and the tip of the sword pointed at Zhang Yan in a unified manner.

"Snort!" Then under Zhang Yan's gaze, the eighteen long swords instantly merged into one, but the iron sword was still the iron sword, and there was no change in appearance, as if nothing had happened, but Zhang Yan would not be really stupid, thinking that nothing had really happened, and the spiritual power around the body was always pervasive, vigilant around.

Suddenly, the man in white moved with the iron sword in his hand, and the sword body began to slide slowly with his arm, the speed was so slow, so slow that it was outrageous, but Zhang Yan's face changed greatly, in the perception of his spiritual power, a giant sword was instantly shrouded in the iron sword, an invisible giant sword, which was much bigger than the Juntian Sword in his hand, which had become extremely large.

The power of Gengjin contained in it is even more terrifying, for a while, Zhang Yan's feet stomped on the ground violently, several cracks emerged, and his body was extremely fast and rushed towards the man in white, and the iron sword in his hand was slow to the extreme, one fast and one slow, the contrast was to the extreme, but the figure that rushed forward was just halfway through, and it was a fierce turnover, and it turned back again.

Because when he was halfway through the rush, the crazy warning that followed the spiritual power back and his own innate body's perception of danger - the hairs on his whole body stood up, and none of them told him about the danger anymore.

"How is it possible, is this a dream beast soul skill?!Or is it an advanced combat skill?!It can give me such a strong sense of oppression. Zhang Yan secretly thought in his heart that in this way, his figure would no longer lean forward, but wander around, staring at each other with mental power, looking for possible flaws.

Time passed bit by bit, the iron sword in the hand of the man in white was raised higher and higher, and Zhang Yan had already swam around a whole circle, but he didn't find any flaws, on the contrary, in the world of spiritual power perception, the invisible giant sword shrouded around the iron sword body was becoming more and more condensed, and the invisible coercion was becoming more and more powerful.

"No, I can't go on like this, I can't let him raise his momentum to the highest, I must find a way to interrupt his moves, otherwise what awaits me is only failure!" Zhang Yan's brows furrowed tightly, and his figure immediately rushed forward again.

This time, Zhang Yan's figure has been like a bolt of lightning, straight, without any pause, and soon, it was halfway to that position, as he expected, that feeling of danger appeared again, this time, he gritted his teeth, stiffened, and rushed forward with the feeling of danger, and at the same time, between his eyes, a touch of blood red quietly attacked. "Bloodslaughter!" on.

As soon as he took a step halfway through, Zhang Yan felt countless Gengjin sword qi around him, turning from invisible to tangible, the golden light instantly soared, and his body moved at will, and suddenly the dream power on his body rolled, and layer after layer of shields were superimposed on it, like a turtle shell, a thick layer.

"Step!" But every time he took a step, the shields on his whole body were broken through several layers by Gengjin Sword Qi, but this time, Zhang Yan really felt what it was like to be stuck in a quagmire. No matter how fast he was now, when he faced the endless Gengjin Sword Qi in front of him, he would become like a turtle crawling.

"Epic Dream Beast Soul?!This kid is really good-natured, it seems that the kid on the other side is going to lose!" An elder in the stands suddenly exclaimed, and the tone between his words was undoubted, as if Zhang Yan was really going to lose.

"I can't see it, Elder Wang, it's a bit too early to draw conclusions at this time, isn't it?!" Almost at the same time, Li Hua's lazy voice sounded on the side, and he retorted.