Punching the Howling Dragon five times in a row, even with the strength of Chen Yu's body, he felt unbearable, and he felt that his body was completely emptied. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd

In other words, this punch Chen Yu took the momentum of hand-to-hand combat.

At the same time, Chen Yu felt the divine will from the ancient starry sky contained in the starlight, which was omnipresent and had obvious power to block perception. However, Chen Yu and Xingluo are one, and this power of blocking perception did not work on him. On the contrary, Chen Yu felt that everything in the starlight was reflected in his own perception.

Shen Daoru took the false momentum with this palm, but there was a clear divine light rising from it, and the field was condensed on it, but it was the power of the divine soul that was completely manifested.

Accompanied by violent vibrations, the starlight is like boiling water, tumbling endlessly, violently shaking.

Then, Chen Yu sensed the pain of Xinglu, as well as the weak mind.

But the next moment, the starlight skyrocketed again, submerging Shen Daoru.

It was also at this moment that Chen Yu's punch smashed Shen Daoru's Linggang all over his body, and his fist was like a dragon, and it fell towards Shen Daoru.

This punch blasted out, Linggang swallowed, majestic, and the fist momentum just started, and there was a fist intent, which directly hit Chen Yu's soul.

This is fist intent!

In the late stage of the Xuan Yu Realm, the fist intent has exceeded the limit of the world's imagination.

But Chen Yu is also a person with strong willpower, he gritted his teeth, restrained his mind, and ignored the explosion of his head, just moving forward.

The fists finally collided together, and at the moment of collision, Chen Yu felt that Shen Daoru's fist power had deviated, and the fist did not block him head-on.

With the collision of fists, the huge force poured out, the blood curtain opened, and more than one hundred and seventy blood flames rose, strange and domineering.

The rest is a mere collision of physical forces.

Chen Yu's punch with all his strength finally hurt Shen Daoru!

Fortunately, the spirit armor finally blocked the spirit gang brought by Shen Daoru's fist.

Of course, Chen Yu would not wait, and as soon as his mind moved, a black sword shadow instantly moved horizontally, slashing towards Shen Dao like a volley, like thunder in the nine heavens and clouds.

Shen Daoru's right hand fell unnaturally, and under the starlight, he didn't react until the black broken sword was three feet in front of him, and he quickly turned around, and pointed out with his left hand like a sword.

It's a pity that he is facing the existence of the black broken sword, which cannot be measured by common sense, and the black broken sword releases the mysterious magic power of the 'Thunder Xiao' sword spirit that he devoured, this finger is empty!

Similarly, this can also show that Shen Daoru's soul is exhausted, and the power of the soul is insufficient. If it weren't for this, Xingluo wouldn't be able to block Shen Daoru's perception, after all, Shen Daoru's field was open enough to disperse the starlight.

Shen Daoru snorted, stretched out his hand and grabbed the black broken sword, the black broken sword scattered, turned into a thin feather and dispersed in the breeze, and then gathered outside Zhang Xu to condense.

Shen Daoru was exhausted, and after barely flying the four seven-grade sword spirits, he was entangled by psychic vines, flamingos, and ice fish.

Shen Daoru was entangled by Chen Yu's spirits, although he repeatedly tore these spirits apart, but the spirits were just spirits, and they recovered in an instant, which made him unable to free his hands.

Shen Daoru couldn't hold it anymore, fell on his back, and fell to the ground, the black broken sword had pierced into his chest.

Shen Daoru's reaction was completely sluggish, and it wasn't until Chen Yu was a few feet behind him that he was blinded by the starlight and his perception that he came to his senses, rolled on the spot, and raised his hand to point.

In the face of the powerhouses in the late stage of the Xuan Xuan Realm, even if they are hit hard, they must not be careless!

The black broken sword was circling, Chen Yu was already winning, he sighed lightly, and said, "Senior Shen, you'd better stop resisting!"

"Why bother?" Chen Yu urged the spirit to continue to consume Shen Daoru, and said, "The younger generation is also out of helplessness!"

"If you can't escape or not, you have to try your best!" Chen Yu said: "Because the juniors don't want to die in the Sword Sect!"

Originally, Shen Daoru should still be able to support it, but he was deceived by Chen Yu before to detain dozens of seven or eight rank sword spirits at the same time, and at that time, the power of the divine soul was already extremely consumed. Later, it was repeatedly consumed by rare existences such as the Black Broken Sword and the Star Spirit, so the oil finally ran out.

"Sophistry, one-sided!" Shen Daoru didn't believe what Chen Yu said at all.

"Hmph!" Shen Daoru disdained.

Shen Dao was already running out of oil at this time, and his reaction was slower than before, and when he barely turned back, he had been cut in the back of his head by Chen Yu with a knife.

Chen Yu sighed lightly and said, "Senior Shen, this is also for your good." If you are not injured a little, how can you explain to the top of the Sword Sect?"

And the black broken sword, the four spirits and the psychic vines and other spirits were recalled by Chen Yu and put away.

Until this moment, the starlight converged, and the pale white sword spirit flew towards Shen Daoru and submerged into Shen Daoru's body.

And at this moment, what Chen Yu has to do is to force these sword spirits out again and suppress them all!

This formation with the sword spirit placed Chen Yu was unable to start, and he didn't want to spend that time, so he had to choose the simplest and rude way......