Qianmengyi's eyes were like torches, feeling the aura of approaching.

Some are fast and some are slow. But they're all converging towards this center.

A figure appeared in the field of vision, stepping into the air, and a gust of wind rolled up under his feet.

The hurricane swept up the stone chips in the sky, and the spinning turned into a drill bit.

It spun at high speed, as if it was going to tear everything apart.

The tip of the head is sharp.

The sword that had just been knocked back by him.

Qianmengyi can see an indifferent figure in the hurricane. Keep an eye on him.

The cold hair stands on end.

The terrifying power made his scalp tingle.

This person is obviously not comparable to Yu Tianxuan just now.

There are silk threads jumping in Qianmengyi's eyes, black pupils like an abyss, as if they want to suck people's souls into it.

An invisible light flashed.

The next moment, the spinning hurricane suddenly stopped for a moment.

A tried-and-true psychic attack is launched here.

Use your psychic attack to make the opponent lose their mind for a moment, and then seize the moment of space. Burst out with all your might, killing with one blow.

It has become the mainstream attack method of Qianmengyi.

Try a shot.

Don't you see that self-righteous old guy just now, isn't that like this, who was killed in an instant?

It is also the second sect in the world of the Blue Electric Overlord Sect.

I'll give you a lung!

Then, the black angel burned with purple-black flames. An ear-piercing scream.

The speed is so fast that it seems to break through the sound.

The sword in his hand also became extraordinarily wide, and the sword body exploded, not only widening, but also lengthening.

Spike!

Facing that, the white clothes fluttered. Holding the sword in his hand, he seemed to be stupid and motionless, and his body was wide open.

A cruel smile appeared on Qian Mengyi's face.

This will be the second Titled Douluo to die at his hands.

To be honest, he really doesn't kill much.

That old guy was the first, after all, Tang San's dog thing was not a real death.

I feel sick to think about it.

Well, why, so many thoughts flashed through me all at once.

When you're extremely excited, your brain is abnormally active?

There should be.

His mouth grinned, revealing his white teeth, and he had already seen the next blood, and he saw the way he looked.

He will pass through the other person's body as a whole.

For some reason, he found that he seemed to like the smell of blood.

However, the next moment sparks flew.

In the face of Qianmengyi's inevitable sword, the other party actually dodged by mistake.

Jian Chen's mind instantly regained its clarity, searching for the instinct to avoid death. Hold the Dustless Sword in front of you, then turn and stagger away.

Looking, the other party flew past the surprised face.

He wanted to laugh a little, but his face was stiff and he couldn't laugh.

The scalp is numb, and there is cold sweat oozing from the back.

He finally knew why, the Title Douluo in the Blue Electric Overlord fell instantly.

Terrible psychic attack.

Suspended in mid-air, Jian Chen's face was cold, and he couldn't say a word.

He had almost walked away from the ghost gate just now.

And this man is so weird.

There are no soul rings.

Now it should be the true body state of the martial soul.

It looks like a real angel.

Angel of the Black Wing.

Qian Mengyi looked at the other party's solemn expression, tilted his head and thought, "Eh, you...... Aren't you? That Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect's, the sword ...... What is the sword? ”

Jian Chen said lightly: "Below, Sword Douluo, Jian Chen." ”

"Ahaha, you're Jian Chen! It doesn't seem like much... Haha, Sword Douluo is nothing more than that! ”

I saw each other laughing, bending over and laughing.

Jian Chen's face had a look of anger, and the crazy power was agitated on his body, and the Seven Killing Sword in his hand emitted bursts of sword sounds. Murderous intent is pervasive.

"You ......"

And suddenly, a cold feeling spread throughout the body.

The power of death came from behind.

The instant cold made my hands and feet tingle.

Frost instantly covers the whole body.

There's someone behind it!

When is it?

I even touched behind me, and I didn't notice it at all.

I didn't have time to turn around, and I wanted to pounce forward and dodge the sneak attack from behind.

I did find that my body had been frozen.

What kind of coldness is that?

The soul power is frozen.

Only then did he realize that the black-winged angel who was bent down and laughing in front of him, with fluttering wings, revealed a cunning and disdainful look in his eyes.

It was cold to the bone, as if there was a palm, and it was lightly imprinted on the back of his heart.

The heart froze instantly.

There were snowflakes floating around the eyes.

He felt as if he was going to die.

I didn't expect to be alive just now......

A voice suddenly exploded in his ears: "Stop me!" ”

The roar of a dragon that seems to be in everyone's hearts for a lifetime is sounding, making people's souls tremble.

Snow Emperor's hand paused.

Qian Mengyi's laughter also came to an abrupt end.

Psychic attack.

Distance, the back of Jian Chen's heart is still a fist away.

Yes, she hasn't hit yet.

However, the cold air blowing is already about to take the name of Jian Chen.

It's that moment of distraction.

I saw that a bone dragon composed of skeletons all over his body knocked the Snow Emperor backwards with his head.

Gu Long's body floated 9 soul rings.

Deep white flames burned in his eyes.

Jian Chen suddenly lost all his strength and slowly fell down.

With round eyes, I saw the skeleton wings that covered the sky and the sun.

"Gu Rong!"

The frost on his body was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the soul power was hitting the frozen meridians.

The body, hands and feet gradually regained their senses.

And in mid-air, he will face ......

"Holy Sword!"

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

The dark elements in the air instantly converged, as if the surface of a lake that had been calm suddenly fell with huge stones, causing ripples. The ripples spread, getting bigger and bigger.

There seems to be no end to it.

I don't know how much darkness there is.

Grumpy darkness is boiling.

He's burning!

Fusion.

Compose.

A giant sword phantom that burned with purple flames and was almost identical to the holy sword in the angel's hand appeared.

Suspended above the sword dust that was slowly falling.

Immediately after that, the giant sword turned into two, and turned into three.

Eight holy swords.

Sword dust was shrouded in an instant.

Sword intent rushes into the night.

The dark clouds were torn apart, and the stars were revealed, and the bright full moon was bright.

Ah, today seems to be a full moon night.

Jian Chen's scalp was numb, his cold hair stood on end, and his face was instantly pale as paper. In the midst of death, the crisis befell him again.

No longer care about hurting the meridians.

You also have a crazy surge that converges in an instant.

It was meticulously combed, and the hair suddenly spread out as if it had been fried. Hair stands on end.

The power of terror surges.

The invisible waves of air dispersed.

The 7 soul rings on his body flashed at the same time.

7 Killing the sword, suddenly soaring to a hundred feet long.

The terrible edge will unfold the heavens and the earth.

The cold killing intent, with the abundance of everything to be paid at the end of the road.

The eyes were staring at the angel suspended above his head.

It seems that they want to wear each other into a sieve.