Chapter 292: Lao Tzu's Sword Returns to Loess!
Looking at the azure blue seal, Sima Kongming's face was even more shocked.
Ye Wuchen's Great Seal was obviously condensed when the blood dragon bombarded him, so what did he use to resist the impact of his blood dragon?
"Is it the flesh?!"
Comparable to the body of the Star Realm, how strong is this?!
Sima Kongming's face was shocked, and at the same time, he quickly urged the spiritual power in the sea of qi, and the black spear was quickly withdrawn.
In front of him, it spun rapidly, and the black spiritual power was like a raging wave, and in the blink of an eye, a black defense was formed in front of Sima Kongming.
Bang!
The blue seal was like blue lightning blasting, with the domineering wanton recklessness of suppressing the vast ocean, and slammed on Sima Kongming's spear defense.
The spiritual shockwave spread out in all directions.
The three-grade broken spirit array behind Ye Wuchen was shaken and trembled.
The blood-colored earth under him collapsed even more by suppression.
Click!
A series of shattering voices suddenly sounded, and cracks began to appear on the demon dragon spear in Sima Kongming's hand.
Deeper and deeper, and finally directly turned into dozens of pieces of scrap metal!
"How is it possible!!!"
Sima Kongming stroked the spear in his hand, which had turned into scrap metal, and his face was gloomy and iron-blue and could drip water.
"Boy, you're looking for death!"
The mid-stage powerhouse of the Star Movement Realm who rushed towards Ye Wuchen on the side saw this scene, and his eyelids trembled fiercely.
It was a third-grade medium spiritual weapon! Even if it was the Sima family, it was the only one.
Now that it's been ruined by Ye Wuchen, it's really damned!
A shadow spread all around, and a monstrous terrifying coercion emanated from the mid-stage martial artist of the Star Movement Realm.
Swish!
A pitch-black spear stabbed towards Ye Wuchen with a hint of fierce power.
The speed was so fast, even Ye Wuchen was secretly frightened.
Boom!
With one foot raised, the spiritual power surged on it, and it stomped down fiercely, the shocking reverse impact, coupled with the seven-star ghost shadow step that ran to the peak.
In an instant, Ye Wuchen left the place, and the whole person thought about turning on his side.
Zheng Zheng!!
The moment Ye Wuchen left, the black spear pierced through the blood-colored ground.
Buzzing and trembling violently, only a small section was left on the ground, showing the strong killing intent of the spear man.
Tumbling to the side, with the power of the ground, Ye Wuchen stabilized his body, supported himself on the ground with one hand, and showed a touch of devouring killing in his eyes.
If you go on like this, you will be attacked by the enemy on your back, not to mention the power of your backhand, even if you dodge like this, you can't dodge.
In this case, it is better to strike first!
Swish!
As soon as he thought of this, Ye Wuchen rushed directly towards Sima Kongming.
The spiritual power of the whole body skyrocketed, and there was a faint golden flame burning on it, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply.
"Eight desolation palms, eight desolations from all over the world!"
The endless stream of spiritual power rushed like a river, and suddenly bombarded down towards Sima Kongming, and the air seemed to be burning, with a scorching temperature.
Sima Kongming's gloomy eyes didn't show too much panic, he was underestimating the enemy just now.
Not anymore!
"Demon Dragon Finger!"
A hideous smile hung on the corner of Sima Kongming's mouth, and a finger pierced out, and the black light on it was like iron, cold and shining.
Clang!
The sword fingers, which were as black as fine iron, were like a poisonous dragon coming out of a hole, rolling up the spiritual waves, and colliding with Ye Wuchen's palms from all over the world.
Swish!
At this moment, the spear behind him pierced again, and this time, it was accompanied by a heat wave of raging spiritual power.
These two obviously wanted to kill Ye Wuchen with thunderous means.
Ye Wuchen's face was cold, he didn't dare to stop in the slightest, and immediately prepared to evacuate, but Sima Kongming suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.
Sen Ran smiled, and the monstrous killing machine was overflowing.
"Want to quit?"
Sima Kongming's piercing sword finger transformed into a claw at the speed of thunder, instantly trapping Ye Wuchen's palm.
Rumble!
The strength of his body exploded to the peak, and a powerful force pulled Ye Wuchen back.
The black spear behind him was like a venomous spirit snake, and it had swept behind him.
At this moment, Ye Wuchen's face, which had been calm, suddenly relaxed, and a sneer suddenly appeared.
That's what you want!
Sima Kongming's claws were like a steel cable, pulling Ye Wuchen back, and Ye Wuchen couldn't ask for it.
Boom!
With the help of this powerful force of backlash, Ye Wuchen no longer dodged the spear behind him, and rushed directly towards Sima Kongming, instantly approaching Sima Kongming.
"Not good!"
Looking at the blood shadow that swept in front of him, Sima Kongming's face changed fiercely, and he quickly released his claws.
At the same time, both hands slammed out a palm and slammed towards Ye Wuchen.
Boom!
This violent palm slammed into Ye Wuchen's body, and it only made a slight sound.
"It's an afterimage!" Sima Kongming's pupils suddenly constricted.
"Hmph, I'm just finding out now, I'm afraid it's too late!"
A cold voice resounded behind Sima Kongming, and then a dragon roared and a tiger roared out domineeringly.
Boom!
With a cold and ruthless killing intent, Ling Ran slapped Sima Kongming's back, and a dull broken sound resounded.
And Sima Kongming was directly blasted out and fell to the ground, blood gushing wildly.
"There is a defensive spirit weapon!"
Seeing that Sima Kongming did not die when he endured his palm, Ye Wuchen's heart suddenly became clear, and he secretly said that this Sima family was really willing.
Another three-grade spiritual weapon, which was smashed to pieces!
"Shaft, damn it!"
That mid-stage martial artist of the Star Movement Realm roared angrily, even if this kid's speed was compared to him, it was not inferior at all, and in less than a few breaths, it was to destroy a heavy treasure of the family again!
Two third-grade spiritual weapons, even if it is the Sima family, they also feel pain.
Retracted the black spear and rushed directly towards Ye Wuchen, the black ferocious aura was like a sharp blade, and a crackling sound sounded in the air.
"Spear of Blood!"
The man let out a loud cry, and a black aura as thick as a giant python surged towards the black spear in his hand.
The spear was suddenly enlarged, the earth shattered, and the space was torn apart with a shocking rift.
Under Ye Wuchen's calculations, Sima Kongming had already lost more than half of his combat power at this time, and he couldn't make a move for the time being.
Ye Wuchen only needed to resist this middle-aged man now.
Then it's a different story!
With the vastness of the sea of stars in his body, it was enough to compete with this middle-aged man.
"Hmph, you have a spiritual weapon?"
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Ye Wuchen's mouth, and then his belief moved, and the Xingchen Sword jumped out.
Under the sun, there is a cool blue chill.
The spiritual power poured out, and Ye Wuchen slashed out with a sword, and a huge blue sword intent of more than ten zhang came out.
At an indescribable speed, it split the earth and slashed at the middle-aged man with a heavy slash.
Return to the dust sword technique, seven unique sword techniques, and slash out together.
With a high degree of fit, it converged into a terrifying and terrifying killing sword intent.
"Dust to dust, soil to soil, Lao Tzu's sword, return to loess!"
Ye Wuchen's cold voice spread.
(End of chapter)