Chapter 682: The Ninth Sword

"Huh?"

Jian Wentian was also stunned, his pupils shrank, revealing a touch of surprise.

Although this punch was just a casual blow from him, the power was definitely not something that ordinary Heavenly Vein Realm martial artists could take, let alone be as easy as the other party.

And, strictly speaking, he took advantage of this blow and rushed forward.

The other party didn't move a step at all, and shot directly, but he was still on an equal footing with him.

This strength ......

"Hmph, boy, no wonder you dare to fight, sure enough, there is something of itself. ”

"But it's a pity ......"

Jian Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, his whole body was full of breath, and the sword intent of Chongxiao spread out, sweeping all directions.

Buzzing!

The sound of swords roared all around.

At this moment, the crowd only felt that the long sword in their hands was ringing in unison, trembling violently, completely disobeying the call, as if they were about to come out of their shells.

"What a domineering sword intent!"

The crowd was horrified.

Even the Ten Princes had a solemn face, looking at Fang Yi's gaze, they seemed to be a little worried.

Although he didn't know Fang Yi, in his opinion, Fang Yi was always from the Zhennan Palace, representing the Great Xia military, and he naturally didn't want the other party to lose.

Brush!

The rich sword intent seemed to be substantial, and the fierce sword qi condensed, turning into a sharp long sword, standing upright.

The entire hall seemed to turn into a sea of swords.

Ten thousand swords in unison!

The surrounding crowd looked frightened, looked at the field in disbelief, and retreated again and again, the fierce sword qi made them all like a man.

"Go!"

I only heard Jian Wentian shout softly, and I didn't see any movement from him, and the sword shadow turned by the sword qi in the sky seemed to have received an order, and a handle roared away, and ten thousand swords fired together.

"Fang... Brother Fang, be careful!"

How could Ji Wuming have seen such a terrifying scene, his face was already pale with fright, and he reminded loudly.

And the crowd around them looked at Fang Yi with great regret.

There were even those who were timid, who had already closed their eyes, as if they couldn't bear to see Fang Yi being stabbed into a hornet's nest by the rain of swords.

Click!

However, the next moment, there was a sudden sound of ice freezing between heaven and earth.

The crowd couldn't help but tremble, the entire space seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and an extreme chill swept out, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be frozen.

Above the sky, a rain of swords roared.

At this moment, it seems to be greatly resisted, and it becomes extremely slow.

Not only that, as the sword rain approached, the sharp swords exploded one after another, like gorgeous fireworks, and finally turned into white ice lotuses.

In a moment, the sword in the sky disappeared without a trace, leaving only the gorgeous ice lotus in the sky.

"This?"

The crowd was terrified and stunned at this scene, as if they couldn't believe their eyes, and looked at each other.

"Oh my God, what did I see? The sword shadow in the sky is gone?"

"It's the Ice Sword Intent, the Ice Sword Intent, it's incredible, it's too perverted. ”

......

"How is that possible?"

While the crowd was shocked, Jian Wentian also looked incredulous, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes.

Such a domineering cold ice sword intent, let alone see, he has never even heard of it, in the Beidou Sword Sect, there are many people who comprehend the cold ice sword intent, but no one has ever been able to exert such a power of the cold ice sword intent.

It's unbelievable.

"Consummation!"

At this moment, he finally realized something, this was definitely the cold ice sword intent of the Perfection Realm.

"You, who the hell are you?"

Jian Wentian asked sharply, his pupils suddenly dilated.

"I want to know, take my sword first. ”

Fang Yi snorted coldly, his eyes stared, and he didn't see any movement from him, and the ice lotus that filled the sky quickly gathered in one place.

The red light shone brightly, and a bewitching red lotus slowly bloomed.

Rumble!

As soon as the red lotus appeared, the surrounding crowd suddenly felt unable to move, and the entire space was frozen.

"How can this be? It's so strong! That red lotus ......"

"Who is he? Why is he so powerful, it's a demon. ”

The crowd was terrified, and at this moment, they felt like lambs to the slaughter, especially looking at the red lotus, as if it was a messenger from hell, bringing them infinitely closer to death.

Fortunately, the Red Lotus was not aimed at them, otherwise......

Compared with the crowd, Jian Wentian, who was under the red lotus, also had a sudden change in his face.

Above the red lotus, even he felt a threat of death.

As the absolute leader in the Heavenly Vein Realm, there had never been a martial artist of the same level who could make him feel like this.

Even in the Beidou Sword Sect, which is full of demons, there is none.

But now, there is such a nameless teenager who actually makes him feel this way.

At this moment, his heart was filled with strong unwillingness and monstrous anger.

"Bastard, break it for me!"

He shouted angrily, and the sword qi around him rushed into the sky, and eight incomparably brilliant sword rays burst out, like eight Optimus Pillars, intertwined with each other, and then turned into an extremely mysterious pattern.

"Nine Palace Sword Formation!"

The Ten Princes exclaimed in surprise, and suddenly recognized the means of Sword Wentian.

"How can it be the Nine Palace Sword Formation, it's obviously just eight sword rays?"

"Just, what's going on?"

The crowd around looked at each other with a puzzled expression.

Feng Yiyi was obviously a little puzzled, and turned her head to look at Feng Shenxiu.

"The Nine Palace Sword Formation is an extremely powerful peerless sect of the Beidou Sword Sect, and I haven't seen it before. ”

"But there is indeed a ninth sword, and this ninth sword is his divine thought. ”

Fengshenxiu explained.

Thundered!

As if in response to his words, the Nine Palaces shook violently, the heavens and the earth resounded, and above the eight swords, a majestic divine thought swept out and turned into a starlight sword.

The starlight sword, although it was far less brilliant than the other eight sword rays, everyone had already felt it at this moment that it was the strongest sword.

Divine Mind Attack, this kind of thing that ordinary martial artists can't touch in their lifetime.

At this moment, it was clearly displayed in front of their eyes.

"It's so strong, that divine sword is only afraid that it can directly defeat other people's Zhihai, and now that person is finished. ”

"No, this sword is too perverted. ”

......

While the crowd was amazed, Fang Yi's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Yes!

The Nine Palace Sword Formation, integrating Divine Thoughts and True Yuan, attacking the opponent's physical body and sea of consciousness at the same time, such a mysterious formation, how could he not be surprised.

Aside from Red Lotus, it was the first time he had seen such an attack.

The nameless fire on the red lotus also had this ability, but Fang Yi hadn't used it again except for the first one, because he had no shortage of means of divine attack attacks.

With the bronze figure and the sunset bow in his hands, he didn't have that at all.

Now there is a crescent moon, not to mention.

But for now, but give it a try.

Fang Yi smiled faintly, and as soon as his mind moved, the vast divine thoughts burst out of his body, all of which merged into the red lotus.

Suddenly, above the red lotus, the fire was flourishing, and a chill that reached the soul swept in an instant.

(End of chapter)