"I made a mistake, I didn't expect it to be just a half-step sword intent, the power is so strong, if it is a real sword intent, I don't know how terrifying it will be?"

At this time, the dragon marten that urged the golden divine dragon with all its strength and burst out with the power of golden destruction.

Feeling the impact of the sword intent that burst out layer upon layer in Wang Yang's sword momentum, the face that was originally full of battle intent couldn't help but show a look of horror.

Although in his previous perception, he knew that the power of the half-step sword intent was not at the same level as the sword momentum at all.

But it wasn't until he came into contact with him at this time that Long Mink discovered that he still underestimated the power of the half-step sword intent too much.

The six-turn sword formation that Wang Yang displayed at this time was several times stronger than before.

The six-turn sword formation is already a top-level martial art of the Heavenly Rank, and it is several times stronger, what kind of concept is that?

Although Long Mink can still fight against Wang Yang now, after a long time, he will definitely lose, and he must find a way to get out.

"In battles between warriors, victory or defeat is often in an instant!"

Seeing this, Wang Yang raised his eyelids, and his sword-like gaze fell on Long Mink, since Long Mink could see through, how could he not notice it.

"Martial Soul: Now!"

Immediately, Wang Yang's heart suddenly snorted, and he saw that in the center of his eyebrows, a pure black light like a black jewel kept flickering.

Immediately afterward, a small sword that was pitch black, smooth as a mirror, only a few inches in size, and dripping and spinning, emerged from the black light.

On the pitch-black sword, there are mysterious pitch-black talismans, which are constantly rising and falling, exuding an extremely mysterious atmosphere.

"Is that Wang Yang's martial spirit?"

"It's finally released, I thought his martial soul really hadn't recovered. ”

"Nonsense, if he is still a waste martial spirit, how can he cultivate to the point where he is now. ”

"Wang Yang's martial soul has just been released, but the dragon marten seems to have exhausted its potential, and the donkey skills are poor, could it be that this Tianjiao, who once let the great prince accept the challenge, will also be defeated by Wang Yang?"

"If the dragon marten is not prepared, then the victory or defeat is estimated to be a duel. ”

Seeing the sword martial soul released by Wang Yang, there was a heated discussion in the audience seats, which were originally a little quiet.

Because Wang Yang's previous battle had not released the martial soul, many people secretly speculated that Wang Yang's discarded martial soul may not have completely recovered.

But at this time, looking at the dark sword that exuded mysteries, all the speculation and suspicion were shattered at this moment.

"Huh?"

On the high platform of Mingyang Palace, the Golden Spear Marquis Wang Kailong, looking at the center of Wang Yang's eyebrows, the sword martial soul with a pitch-black body, couldn't help but sigh lightly, and his expression was slightly strange.

"Strange, I remember the little prince's sword martial spirit, it doesn't seem to be pitch black, right?"

"Indeed, the sword martial soul of the little prince before should be a martial soul without attributes. ”

"Could it be that something has changed?"

"Speaking of which, how could the little prince's martial soul suddenly recover? Could it really be as rumored that there is some secret method in the Xuantian Sect?"

"With the background of our palace, there is no way to do it, how can it be done by Xuantian Sect, it should be that the little prince god has great luck, and he has obtained some kind of anti-heaven opportunity!"

"That's right, it's like the little prince's sword power array, as well as his top-notch spiritual weapons, they definitely didn't get it in the Xuantian Sect!"

"These things can only be known after the little prince returns to the palace. ”

The high-level officials of the Mingyang Royal Mansion were also very excited at this time, and the heated discussions continued, since Wang Yang's martial soul had completely recovered, the last worries in their hearts were completely gone.

"Long Mink underestimated the power of sword intent too much!"

"yes, he should use a stronger forbidden spell!"

"Alas, one wrong step, all the games are lost, I originally thought that after more than ten years, our Hundred Beast Palace would finally be able to win the top spot of the Imperial Capital Conference again, but I didn't expect it to be an empty joy!"

"This bastard is too unscrupulous, and he doesn't take the honor and disgrace of the sect in his eyes at all!"

The high-level officials of the Hundred Beast Palace, as if they had seen the champion crown, were so angry that their faces turned blue.

"It seems that the dragon marten is going to end here, Wang Yang's talent is really terrifying. ”

On the high platform of the Spirit Feather Sect, a white-haired elder sighed slightly.

"That's it? Hehe, I should say, now is the real beginning. ”

Seeing this, Duanmu Feiyu smiled slightly.

"Oh? Could it be that on the dragon mink, what hole cards can not be turned over?"

Hearing this, the Spirit Feather Sect Master couldn't help but ask curiously.

"The beast that is cornered is the most dangerous!"

Duanmu Feiyu didn't say it explicitly, just smiled faintly.

……

"Martial Soul Sword!"

On the martial arts platform, Wang Yang ignored the heated discussions around him.

He was almost in the sword martial soul, and the moment he showed it, he immediately urged the sword martial soul.

Immediately, the power of the mysterious martial soul containing the pitch-black rune pattern poured out from the sword martial soul in a steady stream, along the arm, into the twin swords.

At the same time, on the twin swords, all the runes were also lit up with a rich light, and on each rune, there were mystical powers emerging.

In an instant, the power of the pitch-black martial soul gushing out of the sword martial soul fused together perfectly, forming a sword within an inch in the tip of the double sword.

"It's such a strong fluctuation, it seems that there can be no more concealment!"

At this time, the dragon marten, which has a keen perception, also senses that in the double evil sword, there is a monstrous and terrifying power, which is rapidly condensing and forming.

If he couldn't defeat Wang Yang before that, then he was afraid that his life would be in danger.

Thinking of this, in the depths of the dragon mink's pupils, wisps of black mist gradually appeared, making people look like a demonic flame in the abyss, with extremely evil and terrifying power, condensing but not dissipating.

Almost at the same time, at the center of his eyebrows, strange black runes gradually spread......

"This breath ......"

In the sword martial spirit, the sword demon who had not made a sound in the battle was suddenly startled at this moment, and his eyes were all condensed at the center of the dragon mink's eyebrows, and there was a slight solemn look in his eyes.

"Sword of the Martial Soul: Slash!"

Wang Yang, who was fusing the sword rune with the power of the martial soul, felt the breath on his body, and suddenly became a little weird, and a touch of surprise flashed slightly in his eyes.

Although he didn't know what Long Mink was doing at this time, the increasingly strange aura on his body made Wang Yang feel extremely dangerous.

Immediately, Wang Yang struck like lightning, only to see his wrist slam violently, and on the tips of the twin swords, a touch of needle-like Senhan sword rays flashed like meteors from the void.

With a soft bang, the cold sword of the forest was directly pierced, and the golden light of the dragon chant erupted from the dragon mink's paw print, and then with an unstoppable momentum, it directly hit the heart of the dragon mink, and he wanted to kill the dragon mink with a sword!