Updated: 2013-01-20

In addition to phantom masters, there is also a kind of existence in the vast continent, that is, martial artists.

If you practice spiritual power and transform it into phantom power, you will be able to sign a soul contract with the demonic beast and become a phantom master, and if the phantom power becomes combat power, you can fit with the body of the phantom beast, merge with the phantom beast, and become a war spirit master.

The War Spirit Venerable is the most powerful existence in the Vast Continent today, an invincible powerhouse that can be counted on one hand.

Out of the cultivation of spiritual power to become such a powerful existence as a war spirit master, you can also practice martial arts, this is a martial artist, and martial artists are also divided according to this level, ordinary martial artists, just practice strength and skills, if the cultivation of the Tao to a certain extent, it will form a fighting spirit, the existence of this kind of power, so that the martial artist can be comparable to the strength of the cultivator.

However, the path of martial arts cultivation is long and difficult, and those who can cultivate their fighting qi are only the first martial artists, and the color of their fighting qi is only a faint white, and then they break through to become yellow.

The yellow fighting spirit is the strongest martial artist in the vast continent, and when he cultivates to this extent, he can even be comparable to the war spirit master after merging with the phantom beast.

Although the middle-aged man did not reveal his power, Leng Yan still saw the faint yellow fighting spirit on the middle-aged man's fingertips when he was trapped in the twilight of Zhu Qian.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "I don't want to be seen anyway." Yes, I am a warrior equivalent to a war spirit master, practicing swordsmanship. ”

Leng Yan stared at the man, although he looked ordinary, but the eagle-like eyes still made Leng Yan suddenly think of someone.

"There are only a handful of people in the vast continent who have cultivated the power of martial artists to this extent, if I am not mistaken, it should be the three great sword masters of the vast realm. ”

"I can't hide it. Chong Tingliu laughed and said, "I just don't know what is exposed?"

Leng Yan looked at the sword in his hand, although the scabbard looked ordinary, but the power that was about to move couldn't hide it at all.

"There is only one golden gilt sword in the world, and it is not difficult to guess the identity of the predecessor. ”

Zhu Qiandui pouted and said, "I haven't been hiding anything, and you can see that it's not a big deal." ”

After speaking, he wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhu Qianluo.

Zhu Qianluo smiled at Leng Yan and said, "We are all friends here, our identities are something, but it's nothingness, I think it's important to go to Hantan first." ”

Leng Yan nodded, and didn't say anything more.

It was full of dangers, and in the middle of the night a cool breeze came out, and the cold flame shivered, sat up, and added some firewood to the fire.

The other four all slept soundly, and only Chong Tingliu sat there thoughtfully.

"Senior?" Leng Yan shouted.

He turned his head, but his face suddenly changed, and then the gilded sword on his back was already unsheathed, and he came towards the door of the cold flame.

Leng Yan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and just wanted to dodge, when the light flashed in front of him, he heard a snap behind him, and the heavily poured gilt sword had been returned to its sheath.

Leng Yan stiffened his neck, turned his head, and saw an ice corpse on the ground, which turned out to be the sting of death.

"It's really not easy here!" said Chong Tingliu.

Leng Yan was dripping in cold sweat, although he already knew in his heart that Chong Tilt was not doing anything to her, he was still shocked by his skill.

It really deserves to be the three great sword masters of the vast expanse.

"Senior, it seems that this is a tough battle. Leng Yan said, a layer of blue magic aura had already flowed on his body, the six phantom arrays under his feet had awakened, and the golden retriever had already turned into a battle form.

The four sleeping young people were also woken up one by one, and when they were rubbing their sleepy eyes, they noticed that there was a cold air around them.

The sting of death actually surrounded it

It was actually able to get out of the water, with the help of the mist in the misty forest, from the cold pool all the way here, these death stings are really not simple.

The fog was thick, and from time to time a little bit of the tentacles of the death sting would be revealed, at first, it was just white and transparent like water condensation, but from time to time it could be seen red and bright.

When the cold flame was trapped, the death sting was hidden in the mist, and at that time, he consciously was not the opponent of so many death stingers, and hurriedly rushed out of a crack to escape, without carefully observing this creature at all.

At this time, it was creepy.

"What's that?" Zhu Qiandui, who woke up, rubbed his eyes, looking at all this in front of him, it seemed that it was a dream.

"Death Sting!" replied Cold Flame.

"No, there are already mothers with great wisdom in their midst. As he spoke, the gilded sword in his hand was unsheathed.

"The mist is poisonous!" said the sword-wielding boy on the far side.

The two people who are almost as transparent as Xiao Transparent follow the noble Zhu brothers are also a pair of brothers, the elder brother is called Rong Rong, and the younger brother is called Bao Yi.

This inclusive smelled a sticky mist, and soon felt dizzy in his head, and hurriedly held his breath to remind that at this time, Bao Yi had already brandished his sword to cut off the tentacles of the sting of death.

The white ones are weaker, while the red ones have spikes and are not so easy to deal with.

"Summon the Phantom Beast!" Zhu Qianluo said, taking the lead in summoning his own giant python.

Not to be outdone, Zhu Qiandui summoned the proud earth-backed dragon, standing on the hard armor of the earth-backed dragon, the blue magic power on his body was proudly circulating, if he hadn't known earlier that this person had a child's temper, he would have been fascinated by this equipment.

Leng Yan and the Golden Retriever didn't need them to mention it at all, they had already disappeared into the fog, and from time to time there was the roar of the Golden Retriever, and the sound of the death sting shattering, and the people who listened to it were terrified.

"She, so fierce?" Zhu Qiandui and his earth-backed dragon slashed for a while, and they felt a little struggling.

"We can't lose to her!" said Zhu Qianluo, who had already taken the lead in rushing into the mist with his earth-backed dragon, despite Zhu Qianluo's obstruction.

Zhu Qianluo was afraid that his younger brother would make a mistake, so he hurriedly followed, but he didn't want to, a bright red death sting entangled him, and he couldn't get out at all.

Seeing this, the Bao brothers said, "Your Highness, don't worry, let's go and watch." As he spoke, he rushed into the thick fog.

Zhu Qiandui rushed into the dense fog, and the surrounding situation suddenly became difficult, although he said that he was going to rush in and compare with Leng Yan, but he didn't know why, he was particularly worried about Leng Yan.

Damn it!

Zhu Qiandui followed the voice a little depressed, and killed a lot of death stings along the way, a piece of clothes that were already torn, and at this time they were even contaminated with the liquid of death stings, and they were tattered and embarrassed.

The more he moved forward, the more he felt pressured, but it was not his character to retreat, and he was still worried about the cold flame.

Originally, he had always been unapologetic to that guy, and even deliberately found fault, but only Zhu Qianwei knew that from the first time he saw Leng Yan, he had a strange feeling, if it weren't for his identity, he wouldn't have jumped out to find trouble with Leng Yan.

While feeling the direction of Cold Flame's battle, he wandered his mind while still fighting, and he didn't feel the danger approaching at all.

When Zhu Qiandui defeated a bright red death sting and wanted to move on, he suddenly found that his surroundings were already full of death stings, dense, mostly white, mixed with some red.

Zhu Qianwan has never shown weakness, even this time is no exception, not far behind him are the Bao brothers, at this time, it is not too late to call them to help, but thinking of Leng Yan daring to face the sting of death like this, he Zhu Qiandui is naturally not afraid.

"It's up to you!" The blue phantom power on Zhu Qiandu's body skyrocketed, and a blue light flashed on the body of the earth-backed dragon, and the originally lazy eyes suddenly flashed twice, and they turned all blue.

The phantom master has a phantom beast, not only to fight with the phantom beast in an auxiliary way, but also to use various secret techniques to communicate the phantom beast with his own mind, and indirectly control the phantom beast through the soul contract of the body and fight together.

Zhu Qiandui is obviously using this method.

Of course, these are all phantom beasts under the holy beast, such as the holy beast, which already has the means to communicate with the master's soul, so naturally there is no need for this method.

The body of the earth-backed dragon suddenly skyrocketed, like a small dirt bag, and the earth-backed dragon, which was originally extremely defensive, had a little blue light on its back, and the horns on its head were even more dazzling.

The Earthback Dragon is metallic, with a shimmering dark metallic sheen.

"The Sting of Death!"

As soon as the ground-backed dragon fell, countless death stings died, and the encirclement became a joke in the face of absolute strength.

With a quarter of an hour's majesty, Zhu Qiandui was enough to break through the encirclement of the death sting and reach Leng Yan's side.

I saw a black robe and a sharp black short sword, constantly taking away the lives of the stings of death.

This......

It's an art ......

Zhu Qiandui was fascinated, but he didn't notice it at all, he had touched a red death sting beside him, and his tentacles had reached towards him......

Zhu Qiandui rushed over, Leng Yan already knew it clearly, she didn't know that this young master of the noble family was not bold, but he was not small, and he dared to break through here like this.

What's even more unbearable is that at such a dangerous moment, he was in a daze, and the Grim Reaper had already begun to summon his soul, but he didn't know it!

A cold light flashed, and Zhu Qiandui saw the Xuantie short sword in Leng Yan's hand flying towards his heart, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"You ......" Before Zhu Qiandui could say anything, a fishy stench had already splashed all over him, and he saw that the Xuantie short sword had pierced into the death sting that wanted to sneak into his heart.

"Distraction is death!" Leng Yan said coldly, his body swayed, and the Xuantie short sword had not yet fallen to the ground, and had already been grasped by her in her hand;

Zhu Qiandu's face immediately turned red, and he didn't dare to reply, and he also carried his earth-backed dragon and death sting in one place.