He complained about Qiu Ping's sword and stabbed it.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a sudden swing, and both sides came back at the same time.

The aura of blood had been dispersed many times, but it no longer seemed to be consumed by the heavenly sword.

"Sure enough!" Zhou Qinglin sighed and sighed.

When he realized why he was complaining about the special sword in his hand, Zhou Qinglin had been thinking about how to deal with it, but there was only a little clue, there was no good way, but through Shangguan Yan's response, Zhou Qinglin almost knew how to deal with it.

While the sword that kills heaven is terrifying, the power of devouring action is terrifying, but it is not without limits.

Whether it is aura or ignorance, the Shakyamuni sword can be devoured, but for a sword containing the rules of the sword, it is impossible to devour it smoothly, this is Shangguan Yan's response.

He was dissatisfied with some changes in Autumn's eyebrows, only the Excalibur that moved in one move was not a sword that had not been devoured to the color of blood, but the amount of devouring could be said to be negligible compared to before.

He Binqiu had already felt a strong opposition to the Shakyamuni sword, which stemmed from Shangguan Yan's rejection of the sword.

Finding a way to deal with it in such a short period of time, we have to say whether Shangguan Yan's consciousness is sharp enough, which makes Qiu a little surprised.

This requires not only repair, but also foresight and sufficient combat experience. The most important Shangguan Yan could fuse his own kendo with his own innate combat, which made it even more difficult to absorb the goddess sword.

"Why are you surprised by your tricks?" Shang Guanyan said to him, "no mockery. ”

He complained about the big 0 head in the autumn and he was really surprised.

"You're really great, but don't be too happy. ”

He complained and sneered. His body was shiny, and he was going to kill it.

The black light pierced, and he complained that he stabbed dozens of swords in an instant, but they were all dodged by Shangguan Yan, and Shangguan Yan also brandished dozens of swords, and a ray of spiritual light shot into the distance, until it finally disappeared into the distance.

These two are so fast that it's hard to put into words. Not many people will be able to see them clearly, whether they are the same as the soul of the sword or the same as the heart of the sword.

With a fierce collision, he hated Qiu and Shangguan Yan to separate again, and the two of them retreated dozens of steps in mid-air at the same time.

From the point of view of breathing, the two men were obviously very strenuous, and a lot of the white mist drifted away from the two people.

Although Shangguan Yan's realm far exceeded his complaints, due to the need to maintain this form of battle, the consumption was very huge, and there was only a little advantage, which made Shangguan Yan very disappointed.

He complained that Qiu Qiang had strong physical support for his fierce attacks, but the rapid depletion of mental strength had obviously stretched his recovery and continued to collide like this, and he complained that Qiu knew that he had a good chance of failure.

Black aura began to pour out of He Bqiu's body. He Bian Qiu's pupils slowly turned black, like an abyss without a bottom.

Seeing this scene, Shangguan Yan's thoughts suddenly became nervous.

I can't wait! Although Shangguan Yan doesn't know what to blame for Qiu's actual combat tactics, at this time, it can be blamed on Qiu's choice to play, it must be powerful.

During his negligence, Shangguan Yan continued to blame.

The blood-colored light pierced directly into the center of his eyebrows, why complain about autumn, but why complain about autumn motionless, it seems that there is no sense of life and death crisis.

At the heart of winning a fairy tale, it's like refusing to pinch and breathe.

It's not that simple! Zhou Qinglin shook his head, his eyes tightened again, and his consciousness fully expanded. But even she could barely see why she was complaining about the battle between Qiu and Shangguan Yan.

As the battle continued, Xu had no intention of underestimating his complaints. He complained that he had the strength to prove that he was worthy of being taken seriously by Xu Mingren.

In the eyes of many disciples, He Binqiu has become a terrifying existence, and some even regard He Binqiu as the most gifted disciple.

At first, some people looked down on him and thought that his inheritance of the living Kenshin was just luck, but now no one dares to doubt his qualifications.

Not to mention that the entire blade was repaired in the Heavenly Sword Gate, such as why complaining that Qiu could rely on the power to break the virtual realm and use the triple power of the competition, it was simply unheard of.

Terror is no longer enough to describe the genius who complains about the fall. Only evil spirits can hardly sum up complaining about the horrors of autumn.

Brush!

Shangguan Yan's all-out sword came to Heqiu's eyes. Just when everyone thought that Qiu couldn't cope with it, a violent wave spread from He Qiu's eyes.

"The power of space!" Xu Ming suddenly let out a cry of surprise, his eyes full of terror.

"How can this be?" Zhou Qinglin clenched his fists, and he began to feel trembling in his heart.

No one, except for the genius of a few gods, has been able to master the power of space in the realm of vanity, especially in the fragile parts of the eye.

Just as the blood-colored sword in Shangguan Yan's hand touched the waves, the huge power was instantly concentrated in Shangguan Yan's hand.

The frantic twisting force prevented Shangguan Yan's power from pouring into the hilt, and the blood-colored sword suddenly stopped firing, so it floated in front of the resentful Autumn.

"Not good!" Suddenly, his face changed dramatically as he murdered the heavenly sword in the fall.

Half of the blood-colored sword seemed to be imprisoned, Shangguan Yan spent a lot of money and couldn't get the sword, realizing the howl of a sword, Shangguan Yan gritted his teeth, and finally made a decision.

Without further hesitation, Shangguan Yan gave up half of the sword body, and then suddenly came back with the remaining half of the bloody sword.

Hula!

The Shakyamuni sword passed through the air, setting off a gust of wind, and the momentum was completely leaked, completely different from the feeling of not revealing the scenery before.

Something unexpected happens to all of us. The sword abandoned by Shangguan Yan did not disappear immediately. Instead, he was caught by Qiu Hefei with the Shakyamuni sword in his hand.

With the appearance of the gray aura, half of the sword was absorbed into the Shakyamuni sword at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Due to Shangguan Yan's nervous breathing, the dark color became extremely complex, terrifying and a little frightening, and he couldn't help but reveal a trace of intense killing.

At this time, Shangguan Yan had almost seen He Bingqiu's state, this is a special sword that suppresses emotions and can bring a lot of strength to the performer, but there will be some small sequelae, but for He Binqiu, these sequelae cannot be an obstacle to his victory.

Losing the emotional complaint of the autumn and having no superfluous thoughts is simply a knowledgeable killing instrument, and why complaining about the killing of the autumn is Shangguan Yan's goal.

Shangguan Yan's heart was a little relieved

"This time, I was afraid that the boy would fail at least once. Zhao Haifeng was a little regretful.

Although everyone knows why to blame Autumn's strength has improved a lot, with a little insight, you can see why Fall is blamed for the flaws of this behavior.

Just like a child with an artifact in his hand, although the power of the artifact is great, it is difficult to say how much the child can play, and the most important thing in the battle is not the realm and strength, but thinking about a full-scale battle, and any condition can be a person to win or lose. Main.

"Why is this guy so confused?" Ouyang Zi frowned, not understanding why he was doing this.

"You can see it too. Xu Ming sighed.

Although he was not very familiar with him, based on Xu Mingren's observations, he did not seem to be such a confused person at all. Was it because he was so hungry for victory and he didn't think of it?

(End of chapter)