Chapter 42: 042 Two consecutive wins

"Flying immortals outside the sky, flying immortals outside the sky...... It's like a sword from the sky!"

"The treasure of my White Horse Martial Sect is actually the Flying Sword Technique!"

Ma Yongfeng and the other inner door elders looked at Long Yi with an incredible expression on their faces, and they were shocked by that sword.

The last time Long Yi used the Flying Immortals in the outer gate, they didn't be able to see it with their own eyes, but they just heard how powerful this set of sword tricks was.

Tonight, I got my wish.

"Xiao Liuhan was actually defeated by a sword!"

Those assassins were shocked by the strength of the dragon rebellion.

Xiao Liuhan's strength is the weakest among them, but even so, he can't be seriously injured by a sword!

This dragon is reversed, is it really a heavy explosion realm?

"Take Xiao Liuhan down. ”

Long Wei stretched out his hand to recall the flying sword, and his starry eyes showed excitement.

The Flying Immortal Sword Technique is really powerful, and I have to learn a few more tricks in the future.

This feeling of mastering great power fascinated him a little.

"Yes. ”

A disciple came over and took Xiao Liuhan away.

Long Reverse took the opportunity to take a look at the mission: Explosion Ten consecutive wins 1/10.

He couldn't help but smile and said to the remaining two Explosive Realm assassins, "That fat man, you come to fight with me." ”

"Offended!"

The man, who was obese but had very vigorous movements, walked out with his fists clenched.

He looked at the sword in Long Zhi's hand, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Long Rebell's flying sword is indeed very powerful, but he is not weak either.

The five-fold cultivation of the explosive air realm is to complete a set of swordsmanship, and people are nicknamed Hell Swordsmen.

"Being able to defeat under the hands of the White Horse Sword Immortal is your greatest pride in this life. ”

Long Wei held his sword in both hands, stood it in front of him, and accidentally pretended to be a force.

White Horse Sword Immortal?!

Hong Qingyun lowered his head in embarrassment.

Long Yi actually gave himself this nickname, do you want to be ashamed......

"In Xia Huashilu, offended!"

The fat man had angry words written on his face, just because Long was talking too wildly.

He didn't believe that the dragon rebellion, who had not grown up with hair, could defeat him with a sword!

As long as you carry the first sword, the dragon will be reversed, and there will be no chance to use the second sword.

"It doesn't matter what your name is. ”

Long Reyi's words are still arrogant, and he doesn't need to be polite to these people.

He urged his true qi and poured it into the Streamer Sword.

Buzzing.

The sword was trembling, excited, and like a battle.

Flying Immortals Outside the Sky!

In an instant, a streamer flew away, like lightning across the sky.

"My heart is like a sword, pneumatic in all directions, slash!"

Hua Shilu held the sword in one hand, constantly carrying the true qi, urging a sharp sword light.

A chop spat out, and Hua Shilu's arm waved.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

One after another, sharp sword qi burst out suddenly, cutting through the surrounding space.

These sword qi were like a big net, blocking the dragon's flowing light sword.

"This person has good swordsmanship, and he should be from a famous family!"

Wan Qi Huyang Road.

It can be seen that Hua Shilu has worked hard in swordsmanship.

The sword qi and sword momentum are very attained, and they are not inferior to serious Sword Sect disciples.

"These assassins, sure enough, have two brushes. ”

Pan Chaoqun nodded secretly.

If you put aside his identity, he still admires Hua Shilu more, and he is better than many of his disciples.

It's just that I'm a little older.

Boom!

The two sword qi collided fiercely in mid-air, exploding continuously.

The cobweb-like sword qi was torn apart.

The streamer sword breaks through the obstacle and slashes down with a sharp wind.

"What?!, this can't stop it!"

Hua Shilu was taken aback.

How can it be!

Long Rebellion's sword qi was so condensed and sharp, that even his most powerful move could not be resisted.

"Break it for me!!"

Hua Shilu was furious, and instantly burst out a lot of true qi, and slashed away with a sharp sword.

While!

After the two swords collided, there was a sound of piercing eardrums, and the two sword qi also exploded violently.

Boom!

Burst!

Hua Shilu was shocked and spurted a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground.

His sword, falling to the side, clanged and shattered.

"What a terrible sword, how can I block it?!"

"Where did the sword trick called the Flying Immortal come from, why have you never heard of it!"

"Lao Fei also lost, and was seriously injured by a sword!

Seeing Hua Shilu fall to the ground and vomit blood, the faces of those assassins turned very bad.

According to the intelligence, Long Yi's qualifications are very ordinary, but he was lucky enough to be a young leader.

Moreover, Long Wei was seriously injured and cultivated to fall into the Quenching Realm, and has not fully recovered yet.

But right now, this extremely strong teenager, where is the person with ordinary qualifications and low strength?

I'm afraid the information I got is not fake.

"The swordsmanship of the young master is the most powerful I have ever seen, there is no one!"

"Flying Immortals Outside the Sky! I, the White Horse Martial Sect, actually have such a powerful sword technique, it's incredible!"

"That's a young master's high understanding, how can others not comprehend?"

"Yes, it is also a blessing for the sect to have such a young master, and when he grows up, we will follow him. ”

More than 100 disciples of the White Horse Martial Sect discussed with excited expressions.

These True Liquid Realm cultivators, each and every one of them, can kill the dragon rebellion.

However, at this time, everyone looked at Long Yi's gaze with awe.

I can't imagine how powerful the dragon rebellion will be next autumn!

"Two wins in a row. ”

Long Wei looked at the last Explosive Realm assassin, a young man with a sword on his back, and he was also the strongest one.

Probably, the explosion looks like seven or eight times.

"Young master, you play two games in a row, it's better to take a break first. ”

Hong Qingyun took out the porcelain bottle, which contained a cyan blue liquid, which was a good thing to restore true qi, Qingyuan water.

"I don't have to ......"

The consumption of the dragon reverse is not large, and it can be fought again.

But the cultivation of the last opponent has already exploded seven or eight times, what if he can't beat it?

He took Qing Yuanshui and said, "I don't need to brace hard, it's okay to take a rest, you interrogate first." ”

"The subordinates obeyed. ”

Hong Qingyun put on an indifferent expression, looked at the assassin in gray robes, and asked, "Who is behind your scenes?"

The gray-robed assassin was immediately alarmed, but did not dare to answer.

The other assassins, on the other hand, bowed their heads one after another, and had a very good work ethic.

"Elder Hong, let me ask. ”

Pan Chaoyi said.

"It's fine. Since they don't say it, then there is no need to say it. ”

Hong Qingyun said coldly.

"They'll say it. ”

Pan Chaoyi grinned.

Sou!

His figure flashed, and his speed was extremely fast, and he instantly came to the gray-robed assassin.

Pan Chaoyi stretched out his hand and slapped it, boom, knocking the gray-robed assassin into vomiting blood and flying upside down, and fell into the distance with a bang.

He took out his long knife and walked over with a blank face, and with a click, cut off the gray-robed assassin's hands.

"Ahh

"Ahh!!h

The gray-robed assassin screamed in a terrible manner.

His companions, all of whom turned pale and pale.

What frightened them even more was that Pan Chaoyi actually threw the severed palm to the spirit beast.

It was a red-eyed bear that opened its mouth to bite its severed palm, and without chewing a bite, it swallowed and let out a low roar.

"I say, I say!" the gray-robed assassin wailed.

"But I don't want to hear it. ”

Pan Chaoyi grinned, held a knife, and began to chop meat.

The gray-robed assassin let out an inhuman scream, and with the thump of flesh, he turned into a piece, a part of the red eye bear.