Volume 1 Lone Snow Sword Saint Chapter 170 Concentration Double

"Kill!"

Under the shady scene, Mo Yangxing, the scar wolf, the man in black cloth and the other two Condensing Realm Heavenly Cultivators rushed towards Duan Yuran.

At this moment, I saw Duan Yuran suddenly open his eyes, bathed in the dark green flames, and suddenly exuded a terrifying aura around his body.

"Boom" from Duan Yuran's body, a monstrous blood qi rushed into the sky, the void rippled, and a huge aura rippled from Duan Yuran's body, shaking in all directions like ripples.

"Huh?" Mo Yangxing, Scar Wolf, and the big man in black cloth saw this scene, and their eyes immediately froze, and they were all shocked when they felt the aura emanating from Duan Yuran's body.

Contemplation Realm Double Heaven!

Mo Yangxing's eyes showed a look of shock, but in just a few hours, this guy really couldn't refine the bloodline of the ancient demon beast?

Several thoughts flashed through Mo Yangxing's heart, which shocked him.

It is rumored that only demon beasts devour the bloodline of demon beasts, and no martial artist has ever dared to directly absorb the bloodline of demon beasts without relying on the medicine pool to refine it.

Could it be that this guy's physique is comparable to that of a demon beast? Thinking of this, Mo Yangxing couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

However, Duan Yuran moved, a cluster of dark green flames rose in his pupils, and his figure suddenly burst out like the wind, and slapped towards Mo Yangxing, who was the leader, with one palm.

Mo Yangxing was shocked, and hurriedly gathered his qi and stabbed with a knife, his true qi surging, and his eyes flashed with fierceness.

What if you break through the Divine Condensation Realm and the Second Heaven, the three of us can all consume you to death with one move in exchange for injury.

A knife fell, and the sword qi was all over the place, but Duan Yuran had already dodged sideways, and at the same time, the palm print slapped out, and a palm fell on Mo Yangxing's body.

"Poof" Mo Yangxing vomited blood on the spot and flew out, with an incredible look in his eyes.

"Huh?" Duan Yuran, who was standing still in place, and his white clothes fluttering on the spot sighed softly, although he was dressed in white clothes and tattered at the moment, with several broken marks, Duan Yuran still stood proudly and stood proudly, setting off the white clothes with a dusty temperament, and under the light of the cold moon, he was like a white-clothed immortal standing in the woods.

I saw that Duan Yuran threw his sleeves after a light sigh, and the folding fan in his hand flickered around like a waning moon and white rays, slowly surrounded, and then fell to his hand.

"Bang" Duan Yuran opened the folding fan in a chic manner, stood behind his back with one hand, and sighed with a smile on his face.

"I slaughtered you like a dog in the Heaven of Condensation, and at this moment I have broken through the realm, can I still be so stubborn. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that two blood flowers suddenly bloomed in the sky around Duan Yuran, as bright as roses, and the corpses of the two martial artists of the Condensation Realm slowly smashed down from mid-air, and the heads were in different places, and they screamed miserably. A few trees in the surrounding area also fell.

Seeing such a scene, the scar wolf and the man in black cloth became more and more solemn, and then they looked at each other and shot together.

A knife broke through the customs, the man in black cloth learned martial arts, the knife light suddenly shined in all directions, only to see the blue water ripples on his knife, the man in black cloth swayed with a knife, slashed and slashed, a knife into ten, ten into hundred.

Suddenly, a knife broke through the air, and the knife appeared like a shock, and there were ripples everywhere in the space.

Duan Yuran didn't dare to be careless, the light in his hand flashed, and the three-foot cold sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and it was the same sword after sword, and the sword was in place, and it was met with every knife attacked by the black cloth-clothed man.

"Snort, snort, snort" The sound of collision is endless, and the collision of each sword qi and sword qi can stir up a wave. Teenage Classmates Network

"Drink" The scar wolf spun around and luckily came out, and with a knife force, the earthy yellow knife qi that was several feet long swept out.

Duan Yuran condensed, a black mist filled the surroundings, and the Hell Pregnant Spirit unleashed it, and suddenly the power of the sword shadow in his hand was raised to another level, and the three-foot cold sword Qingfeng shook like a man, and the true qi of the sword body trembled, shaking the man in black cloth back like a sound wave.

"Biluo Yellow Spring!" Duan Yuran snorted softly, and the yellow rune paper flew up in the sky, and his figure was ethereal, submerging into the surrounding environment.

"Boom" earthy yellow knife qi smashed to the ground, and a deep ravine suddenly appeared on the ground.

And Duan Yuran, who had dissipated, just dodged this sword qi.

"Huhuhuhu" yellow rune paper flew head-on, floating in the air, as if opening the way for the Yin people and seeing off the living.

"Sizzle" A white mang suddenly bloomed like autumn water, and the shining white mang's sword light suddenly illuminated the woods within a radius of hundreds of miles.

In the scattered cold light, Scar Wolf's frightened face was reflected, and the scar on his face trembled slightly due to the contraction of facial muscles.

Duan Yuran suddenly appeared behind him, and the cold sword in his hand shook, and a sword roar sounded, and suddenly several drops of bright red blood on the blade of the sword fell in all directions in the black mid-air.

"Snort" With the sound of the sword, there was a tearing sound, and a scarlet mouth appeared on the scarlet wolf's neck, and blood bloomed and splattered out, staining the surrounding grass and trees red.

"Bastard!" Mo Yangxing was furious when he saw such a scene, and the sword turned into thousands of martial arts, and the sword shadows in the sky instantly turned into Dao Dao like sword shadows, Mo Yangxing kicked on one foot, and his body burst out, and Dao Dao sword shadows fell one after another.

Duan Yuran's eyes were sharp, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, he didn't dodge, a whirlpool bloomed in front of him, and a sword qi wrapped around the chains as if it came from hell burst out of the air, breaking through the air and heading towards Mo Yangxing who was bursting away.

Sword open Yama Dao!

The sword shadow from hell broke through the criss-crossing dense sword shadow like a net, and a sword slammed into Mo Yangxing's body, and Mo Yangxing suddenly flew out upside down like a kite with a broken line as if he had been struck by lightning.

At the same time, half of the staggered sword shadows also fell on Duan Yuran's body, and suddenly blood flowers burst out.

"Uh" A stream of blood gushed out of Duan Yuran's throat, and he forcibly suppressed it.

"Drink! Mourning Sword Opens the Way!" Duan Yuran's eyes suddenly became murderous, and his figure turned out, and a sword forced Mo Yangxing who flew out upside down.

The black-clothed man hurriedly split it with a knife, wanting to take advantage of this flaw to severely damage Duan Yuran.

The big man in black cloth came across the air, holding a cold knife and clear water like a wave, sweeping over.

The corners of Duan Yuran's mouth curled, the cold sword in his hand churned, and he changed the direction of the martial arts offensive, forcibly twisting the blade of the sword and swept towards the black-clothed man who came from the sky.

The blade of the sword slammed into the blade, sparking sparks, and the swords trembled and clanged.

Duan Yuran immediately slapped out the wind and cloud palm behind his negative hand, and the powerful palm print broke through the air and hit the black cloth-clothed man.

"Poof" The big man in black cloth spit red on the spot, but he didn't retreat with a hard resistance, one sword and one sword staggered, Duan Yuran was also ruthless, and a sword stabbed out, without retreating at all.

The cold light is staggered and reflected, and the light and shadow of the sword are staggered.

There was a snort, and Duan Yuran and the black-clothed man each took a sword and a sword