After being hit by Luan Tian's lightning strike, the figure of the silver-armored warrior paused for less than three breaths, and the giant sword in his hand was raised again and slashed down even faster!

He was covered in armor, and his movements were not as smooth as before. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info but momentum, it seems stronger. The giant sword suddenly emitted a dazzling silver light, conjuring up more sword shadows and enveloping Luan Tian.

At this time, Luan Tian was very calm. His body floated in midair, the purple blood vine sticking out behind him swaying, and his head roared, constantly pounding against the silver-armored monk's body.

Under the light of the sword, the purple blood vines were cut off one after another, and their heads fell to the ground. Immediately, more heads approached and severed again. For a while, the silver-armored monk wielded a giant sword and fought with the purple blood vine, and he had no time to take care of Luan Tian anymore.

Every time he cut off a purple blood vine, a burst of red mist immediately dispersed, and a new head immediately approached. Luan Tian controlled the purple blood vine, and he gradually discovered that the branches that the purple blood vine regrew after consuming magic power were more tenacious than the original!

The newly-born head is also more powerful than the original! It was an unexpected discovery, an unexpected surprise.

"Demon !!"

Luan Tian's mouth let out a burst of shouts again, and the demonic nature of his body exploded, and his body began to emit bursts of black mist, mixed with demonic red, making him look extremely calm at this time.

The method of refining demons and the purple blood vine began to absorb the demonic nature at the same time, causing the demonic nature in Luan Tian's body to decrease at an unprecedented rate. The black aura emanating from his body began to slowly fade.

For many days, Luan Tian, who had been worried about the demonic nature in his body, seemed to be in the dark, and suddenly found a transparent breakthrough. And this breakthrough gave him an unexpected surprise.

He used all his strength to refine his magic, the purple blood vine was cut off and grown, and the head fell off and regenerated, and every time it was reborn, it became even stronger! At this time, the silver-armored monk seemed to have discovered this, but he was extremely patient, and he was still swinging his sword, one by one.

Luan Tian knows that practicing sword cultivation is either the pursuit of lightness and elegance, and the spirit is elusive; Or, it's a big trick and a one-hit kill. The sword cultivator in front of him obviously belonged to the latter.

Such sword cultivation, their hearts can be described as rock-solid, and the stoic character is very comparable. They tend to practice a sword swing for years, decades, or even centuries.

Repeating an action every day can be imagined. Over the decades, this move of his will also become extremely fierce and extremely powerful! The so-called one-trick lore is also!

However, after all, this is a battle, not a daily peaceful cultivation, and the mood will naturally be very different. After this sword cultivator swung his sword hundreds of times and cut off hundreds of purple blood vines, he slowly realized that he had miscalculated.

Originally, he thought, Lao Tzu doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost, since it is something born on the body, there is always an end, even if it is regenerated, it will always consume the aura, and the aura will always run out.

With this kind of sword swing, he had no problem doing it thousands of times in a row. However, hundreds of these ghost vines were cut off under his sword, and every time he just cut one, he immediately came to him.

What's even more terrifying is that this newly grown ghost vine is not only not weaker at all, but is getting stronger and stronger. It seems to be more and more courageous, and it seems to be endless.

Besides, this kid floating on the other side is really bad! From time to time, he would wave his hand, causing a thunderbolt, which would always make his whole body numb and his body sour and sour.

He kept his mouth shut, his face tense, and said nothing. In fact, since entering this cave, he has not said a word. He continued to swing his sword, a gesture he had done at least a thousand times.

After continuing to wave more than a thousand times, he stopped and looked at Luan Tian fixedly. Thought:

"Be stupid, isn't it? What a competition! This is to accompany you in your cultivation!! ”

At this time, Luan Tian also controlled the purple blood vine, stopped the attack, and looked at the silver-armored monk with a smile. The silver-armored monk clenched his fist at Luan Tianyi and said the first and only sentence since entering the cave:

"Farewell!"

With that, he turned and stepped out of the cave. When he walked to the door of the cave, he didn't forget to shout aggrievedly:

"Oh my mother, this silver is not wild!"

Two monks returned from Luan Tian's cave one after another, and many people began to pay attention to Luan Tian's place. The Naxi clan who came to rob the cave for the first time, many people may not be able to remember it, but many people are very impressed by this silver-armored warrior.

With his ironclad defensive armor and sharp sword moves, this old man went from three hundred and sixty to one hundred and ninety. There are almost no pauses in the middle of the way, and after taking one hole, they often take a short break before attacking the next cave.

But here in Luan Tian, after this person went in for a while, he came out stupidly. Moreover, looking at the move, it seems to be very depressing, not only did he not win, but he also lost quite aggrieved.

First, he let a Xi clan monk fall out of the game in a few breaths, and then let a strong sword cultivator be aggrieved and defeated, but this person did not attack. In the minds of many people, there are different speculations.

"Look, four days have passed, and the ranking of the one hundred and ninety person has not changed at all!"

"Yes, it's not surprising that the ranking hasn't changed, the key is that the people who robbed his cave didn't take advantage of it..."

"yes, it seems to be hiding strength? The two defeated monks shouted, this person, it's not easy to mess with! Ruthless! ”

"Well, it seems to be a ruthless character, but I don't see him attacking the upper echelons, I don't know what to do, it's interesting..."

"Look at it, this one is called Yimu, it's really fun..."

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At this time, above the blue sea floating slaughter, on the two clouds in the void, two illusory people were also discussing enthusiastically.

These two are the two elders sent by the Star Moon Alliance to watch the battle this time. The two of them are already over 100 years old, but they don't seem to have the slightest trace of old age. The one on the right, short and fat, with a round bald head, a round face, a round belly, and a cute look.

He stretched out his legs and sat cross-legged on the clouds at will, his short linen shirt was half open, and a silk silk was tied around his waist at will, his chest was exposed, and his swollen white and tender belly was more than half exposed.

This is the third elder of the Star Moon Alliance, named Sekong. In fact, he is not empty at all, and it is said that there are thousands of Taoist companions. At this time, he was holding a huge pu fan and was fanning it casually.

The one next to him was the fourth elder of the Star Moon Alliance, named Qi Kong. Of course, he didn't eat at all, he was holding a huge roast duck in his hand, biting and swallowing it heavily.

He was dressed in a white Taoist robe covered with oil, and he could barely see his true colors. From time to time, he also wiped his oily hands on the robe, making the already shiny robe even more oily.

At this time, the two of them were expressing their opinions on the several ruthless characters who were fighting with all their might in the Blue Sea Floating Slaughter.

Any fight, in addition to competing for superb skills, is more ruthless, gritting your teeth and insisting on not admitting defeat, and being ruthless against your opponent.

The battle for the Tianjiao sequence is even more so.