The thirty-six flying swords were magic weapons that Duan Yi had carefully cultivated in his body for more than a hundred years, and a quarter of them were destroyed at once, and his divine soul was damaged under the backlash, and the sea of divine consciousness buzzed for a while. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Damn it!"

Suddenly, he shouted, with horror in his eyes, his figure flickered, and he flew back again, raised his right hand, and slapped it with a palm in front of him, and with a bang, a giant palm with yellow light flashed out of thin air, shaking the Qianzhang Void to twist and shatter, and the violent spiritual pressure suddenly swept towards the front like a raging wave.

And behind Liu Changsheng, a large net of purple light actually netted more than ten silver flying swords in the net, and one silver flying sword scurried around like a swimming fish, but it was difficult to get out of the net for a while, and the big net became tighter and tighter.

Outside the big net, there were as many as ten treasures bursting with colorful aura at this moment, violently expanding and contracting, about to explode.

These more than ten treasures are all medium-grade and low-grade spiritual weapons, and the large net of purple light is a genuine magic weapon.

In the short period of time when Duan Yi dodged the self-explosion of the three magic weapons, Liu Changsheng actually defeated the silver giant sword with one stick, and then sacrificed this large net of purple light, killing all the more than ten flying swords.

Immediately after, more than ten spiritual weapons were sacrificed.

The self-detonation power of the spiritual weapon is naturally not comparable to the magic weapon, but the Jindan monk wants to detonate the spiritual weapon, which is far simpler and faster than the detonation of the magic weapon, more than ten spiritual weapons self-detonate at the same time, and the power is no less than the self-explosion of the three magic weapons of Fang Cai, which is enough to destroy the spirituality of these more than ten flying swords, not to mention, the "net" that traps the flying sword is also a magic weapon, if it is a self-explosion, the power is even greater.

As for Liu Changsheng, he had already shot into the distance like an arrow, and there was a wind talisman attached to his waist!

"Die!"

Duan Yi suddenly shouted angrily, his heart moved at will, and more than ten flying swords burst out at the same time with dazzling silver light, bringing the purple net and chasing after Liu Changsheng.

The distance between these flying swords and Liu Changsheng is closer than the distance from himself, and it is difficult to recruit them back, but it is difficult to break through that big net in a short period of time, since Liu Changsheng wants to detonate the spirit weapon and destroy the flying sword, then simply burn the jade with Liu Changsheng.

Sensing the movement behind him, Liu Changsheng smiled, and hit the back with a backhand stick, a golden stick shadow rose to the sky, turned into dozens of zhang long in the blink of an eye, and smashed into the void, boom, the void behind Liu Changsheng was distorted and shattered, giving birth to ripples like water waves, and a mighty spiritual pressure flew away in the distance.

The purple net and a group of flying swords rushed into this shattered void, as if they had fallen into a quagmire, and their speed dropped significantly, and the more than ten spiritual weapons sacrificed by Liu Changsheng followed the big net and a group of flying swords spiritually, and they exploded one after another around the big net, and the dazzling lights suddenly exploded in the air, and the deafening loud sound resounded through the world again......

Duan Yi was more than a thousand zhang away from the place where the treasure exploded, and his eardrums were still buzzing from the violent spiritual pressure, and the qi and blood in his body were boiling and it was difficult to control himself, his spirit was shocked, his mouth opened, and he spurted a mouthful of blood.

He was not injured by the self-explosion of the treasure, nor was he injured by this earth-shattering loud noise, but he was devoured by the destruction of a group of flying swords, the true yuan divine soul was damaged, and he vomited blood angrily by Liu Changsheng's "despicable" methods!

It is impossible for Liu Changsheng to be willing to self-detonate the natal magic weapon, otherwise, he will definitely be counterattacked, and both will be defeated, these four magic weapons and more than ten spiritual weapons are obviously specially used to self-detonate and injure the enemy after temporary sacrifice, and the damage to the divine soul is minimal.

Suddenly remembering something, Duan Yi was shocked into a cold sweat again, this is fortunate to be a sacrifice of the sword array, Liu Changsheng is aimed at a group of flying swords, if these four magic weapons and more than ten spiritual weapons fly towards him, they suddenly blow themselves up, and if they don't die, they will be seriously injured, how can they fight with Liu Changsheng next?

Even so, the destruction of the Natal Flying Sword still caused him to lose his vitality and his soul to be damaged!

While flying into the distance, dodging the fragments of the magic weapon that shot at the speed, he was moved by his mind and communicated with the flying swords to return.

A stream of light and shadow shot from a distance, thirty-six flying swords, at this moment only seventeen flew back, among them, there are more than half of the sword body is incomplete, look closely, each flying sword is dim, cracks are all over, unusable.

In an instant, Duan Yi actually had a jade-like thought, wanting to sacrifice all these seventeen swords and explode them together, directly smearing Liu Changsheng into flying ashes.

But after thinking about it carefully, he never had such a thought, Liu Changsheng is not a fool, he will not let so many flying swords get close, not to mention, all the thirty-six flying swords will explode by themselves, and under the backlash, his own soul will probably collapse.

With a wave of his hand, the seventeen flying swords twisted and changed into silver light and disappeared into the body, and these flying swords had to be returned to the furnace and recuperated before they could exert their power again.

"Damn junior, stop me!"

Duan Yi turned around and looked in the direction where Liu Changsheng was, shouted angrily, and rushed towards Liu Changsheng with the light.

Stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, and with a bang, a big earthy yellow hand appeared above Liu Changsheng's head out of thin air, turning into the size of an acre in the blink of an eye, and swatting at Liu Changsheng like a fly.

The wind howled, the void twisted, and the power of this palm shadow was amazing.

This time, Liu Changsheng did not continue to flee forward, but raised his hand and smashed it on the whistling palm shadow.

With a loud bang, the palm shadow shattered, and Liu Changsheng's figure suddenly reversed and turned back, rushing towards Duan Yi, and with a wave of his hand, a red flame flew out, turning into a golden flying sword with a length of five zhang, and slashed towards Duan Yi with a roar.

"Good time!"

Duan Yi snorted coldly, raised his hand, and a blue light flew out, twisting and changing into a flying sword, facing the golden light red flame sword sacrificed by Liu Changsheng and slashing it.

A series of treasure light rose from above this cyan flying sword, and in the blink of an eye, this cyan flying sword had turned into more than ten zhang long, and there was an eightfold treasure light, which was a high-grade magic weapon, and the coercion revealed in the flying sword was far superior to the golden light red flame sword.

With a resonance of gold and iron, the two flying swords slashed together, sparks flew upside down, and each flew upside down.

The Golden Light Red Flame Sword flew backwards backwards for a distance of fifty or sixty zhang away, and this cyan flying sword only withdrew more than ten zhang away, followed by a hovering in the air, and slashed at Liu Changsheng who rushed towards him.

Liu Changsheng's heart moved, and the Golden Light Red Flame Sword was also circling, and he greeted it, slashing together with the cyan flying sword again.

This time, the two flying swords were not cut back far, but Ding Ding was entangled together.

The golden light red flame sword fell downwind, but it also entangled the cyan flying sword.

Duan Yi frowned secretly, this cyan flying sword is a treasure that has been carefully cultivated for many years, it has always been his back hand and dependence, it is rarely revealed in front of people, the material is extraordinary, the sharpness is abnormal, and it actually cuts the golden light red flame sword?

In the blink of an eye, the distance between Liu Changsheng and Duan Yi was getting closer and closer.

"Lao'er, where is your sword formation?"

Liu Changsheng smiled, waved the long stick in his hand, and a golden stick shadow rose into the sky, going straight to Duan Yi's head and smashing down, this stick shadow was only as long as a zhang, the speed was as fast as lightning, and the coercion contained in it was also palpitating.

The black light flashed in Duan Yi's hand, and there was an extra mace, smashed out, the wind howled, and the void was directly torn apart by the stick shadow, the stick shadow hit the stick shadow, and the stick shadow shattered instantly, but the stick shadow was still in its momentum, and continued to fly forward, smashing straight towards Liu Changsheng.

The Yuanying Monk's supernatural powers are vividly displayed here, whether it is momentum or speed, it is three points faster than Liu Changsheng, and this mace is also a top-grade magic weapon with an eightfold treasure flashing light.

Liu Changsheng's complexion changed slightly, his figure flickered, and he rushed to the side, as if he did not dare to resist the power of this stick shadow, at the same time, a violent spiritual power suddenly burst out from his body, and suddenly runes swirled around his body, and his left hand in his sleeve suddenly rose upward, and with a thunderclap, a thunderbolt as thick as a bucket appeared out of thin air, slamming into Duan Yi's chest.

"High-level Heavenly Thunder Talisman!"

A thought flashed in Duan Yi's heart, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

At this moment, the distance between the two was only about 100 zhang, and the thunder flashed, and he couldn't dodge it if he wanted to, so he shouted angrily, waved the mace in his hand, and smashed it at this thunder light.

End of this section. (To be continued.) )