Chapter 647: Yi Yun's Sword
"Sword?" Seeing the rusty broken sword in Yi Yun's hand, Candle Dragon smiled, he naturally knew that Yi Yun had dual sword cultivation, and he also knew how to bow his skills. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
He even knew that Yi Yun had a tattered broken sword. During the trial of the Empress's Secret Realm, Yi Yun once took out the broken sword and used this sword to kill Shentu Nantian.
In this regard, those young heroes who have walked out of the secret realm of the empress will naturally describe it.
Yi Yun's strength was too strong for the young Junjie who was in the secret realm of the empress at that time, and they were naturally shocked, but ...... For reincarnated beings like Candle Dragon, they listened to the description at the time, but they didn't feel anything.
How arrogant is the reincarnation of a reincarnated person, and how can he be frightened by a junior?
"Your sword, which was exchanged in the Treasure Pavilion of the Martial Arts Alliance, has been broken by me with one punch, as for your sword...... This is your sword?"
The candle dragon looked at the broken sword in Yi Yun's hand with a disdainful expression.
He would not underestimate the weapon that Yi Yun took out, he had guessed before that this broken sword was obtained by Yi Yun from the Empress's secret realm, but when he saw it today, this sword was dull and rusty.
The candle dragon has lived for a long time, he has seen a lot, he has a self-confident eye, and he has an extraordinary eye, an ordinary treasure, even if it is dusty because of the years, but he can also see the extraordinaryness of this treasure.
And this sword in Yi Yun's hand, Candle Dragon didn't think it was anything great.
A peerless divine weapon may have a dull luster, but it is impossible to rust, even if the divine weapon has been broken and the spirituality has been greatly lost, but its own material must be first-class.
Such a material, after tens of millions of years, is not as bright as new, but it is not so unbearable.
For example, the pair of black gloves on the candle dragon's hand, called the Hand of Heavenly Punishment, came from an abyss world different from the Tianyuan Realm, and its existence time was no longer available, exceeding the history of the Blood Moon.
For such a long time, this pair of Heavenly Punishment Hands still contains powerful and incomparable energy.
And Yi Yun's broken sword is completely ineffective.
This sword will be worn out like this, which means that Yi Yun's sword must have suffered a devastating blow, and even the material has been destroyed, so that it can't resist the erosion of time, and it will be covered with rust.
No matter how powerful Gu Bao is, but even its own materials have been destroyed, then it will be broken copper and iron.
From the secret realm of the empress, she picked up an abandoned ancient treasure, which is a waste like Shangshentu Nantian, which can play a little role, and in front of herself, she is not vulnerable at all.
To use this ancient treasure against oneself is to find death.
"I'll break your sword, along with your body!"
"Yuanli Battle Body!"
Around the candle dragon's body, the originally distorted space shrank again, clinging to the surface of his body.
Gravity, space, and energy blended together to form a force field that clinged to the candle dragon's body.
"Huh, that's ......."
Yi Yun was slightly stunned, in this battle, the magic powers exerted by the candle dragon were all things he had never seen before, and the realm that Yi Yun cultivated was completely different, the road of martial arts was known as the Three Thousand Great Dao, and the laws were ever-changing, and they were endless.
The force field trembled, forming gray flames as thin as hair, rising from the body of the candle dragon, and the strength and momentum of the candle dragon were still increasing, and the increase had reached more than two percent.
Yi Yun could see that this was a kind of power bonus brought by secret techniques and laws.
The Blood Moon is an ancient organization, in fact, the core of the Blood Moon is called the first generation of the Blood Moon, that is, there are two or three people.
They are the de facto rulers of the Blood Moon, and the Candle Dragon is one of them.
The best resources of the Blood Moon, the best inheritance, and the accumulation of tens of millions of years are all used by these two or three people.
And the rest, whether they are reincarnated or shady, are their subordinates and serve them.
For example, Candle Dragon and his attainments in the laws of space are far from being comparable to other reincarnations, and the reason is that Candle Dragon once obtained a "boundary stone".
The so-called "boundary stone" is the cornerstone of the world, a small world, its existence will have a foundation, this is the boundary stone, it is the core of a small world.
The candle dragon had refined the boundary stones of a small world, which made his understanding of the laws of space reach a terrifying height.
"Canglong Blood!"
The candle dragon punched, and his speed reached the limit!
After fighting with Yi Yun until now, Candle Dragon's moves are stronger than the other, Yi Yun's expression is solemn, and he has no carelessness at all.
He held the broken sword in his hand, and the earth-shattering sword mark he had seen in the Pure Yang Sword Palace appeared in his mind.
"Kill!"
Yi Yun slashed out with a sword, and behind him, the golden crow and the nine babies took off, blending into the sword light together, and the sword light poured out, breaking everything. Around Yi Yun, the sticky and twisted void was broken by Yi Yun's sword, and the broken sword drove straight in, stabbing straight into the fist of the candle dragon!
On the fist of the candle dragon, he wore the hand of heavenly punishment and a magic weapon such as gloves, which was extremely difficult to refine.
The Hand of Heavenly Punishment is definitely one of the best treasures in the Blood Moon arsenal.
The glove was worn over the fist like a black hole, sucking in the light around it.
On the other hand, Yi Yun's broken sword was dim.
"Break your sword and arm!"
The candle dragon roared and slammed his fist into the broken sword.
"Boom!"
The distorted space vibrated like water waves, and the vitality shot out in all directions, tearing the earth and cutting off the mountains.
The members of the Heavenly Blood Alliance present were so shocked that they retreated again and again, but fortunately, more than a dozen qi bolts shot out before, and after killing the members of the Heavenly Blood Alliance, they had already distanced themselves, otherwise this time, the casualties would be even more severe.
In such a violent impact, the scene where the candle dragon originally wanted to smash Yi Yunlian's sword with one punch did not happen, but he felt a huge force coming from his hand, and the broken sword was unimaginably hard.
No matter how good the glove magic weapon is, it is still soft, and how can it compare to a sword in terms of hard hitting?
"Click!"
With a crisp sound, the candle dragon's complexion changed, his hand was in pain, and his right knuckle was broken in the collision just now!
How could it be!?
Breaking a phalanx is only a minor injury for a warrior, and it can be recovered in a day or two.
But in such a fierce battle, how can you give time to heal?
Candle Dragon's heart sank, he couldn't believe that the broken sword in Yi Yun's hand turned out to be a divine sword.
The sword has rusted, which is a sign of broken metal, how can a broken metal be so powerful?
Between the lightning and the fire, the candle dragon didn't have time to think about it at all, Yi Yun turned around, and the broken sword cut at the neck of the candle dragon!
A sword slashed out, stirring up endless pure yang flames, and the void was scorched.
"Look for death!"
The candle dragon roared angrily, raised his left hand, and directly grabbed Yi Yun's sword.
With the hand of heavenly punishment, it was easy to catch the sword and grasp the sword, however, when the candle dragon grabbed Yi Yun's sword, he felt a pain in his metacarpal bones, and the sword seemed to cut his palm open.
(To be continued.) )