Chapter 392: A slap in the face!
"Buzz!"
Above the vast void, there were already nine giant swords.
"Whoosh!"
There was even more sharp sword qi, which had been instantly directed at Wuchen Xiao and the others from all directions, so that Zhao Xian'er, who had a low cultivation and was injured, could not bear it and vomited blood again.
Time......
Jian Chongyang's eyes were fierce, and he was going to go further!
This made Gong Liuyun, who was familiar with the sword technique of the Sword Pavilion, change his face, because he knew very well that once Jian Chongyang took a step forward, the sword momentum that stabbed at them would be doubled!
He is okay and can stand it, but Zhao Xian'er, as well as Liao Zongming, who is still in the late stage of awakening, are afraid that they will not be able to withstand such a sword qi.
However, Gong Liuyun's heart quickly let go again, because just when Jian Chongyang was about to raise his foot and take a step closer towards Forget Chenxiao and the others.
Forget the dust and smile!
"Big, floating, small, magical." There was a white mist emitting from his body, and after reciting a string of mantras, this side of the world changed.
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The silent mist, all of a sudden, spread from the side of the forgotten dust and smiled to the land within a radius of hundreds of miles, directly shaping this world into a situation of clouds and fog and fairy energy.
And such a change brings more than just visual changes, the most incredible thing for Ye Qianli in the "bystander" is that -
When the mist filled out, the sword qi that was originally aimed at them was directly reduced in sharpness, and as time went by, this reduction became larger and larger!?
Such a situation......
Not only Ye Qianli noticed it, but Jian Chongyang and the others naturally also noticed it, especially Jian Chongyang! But he was already dark-eyed and sneered:
"It turns out that the Lord of the Three Palaces has cultivated the Great Ethereal Technique to the Great Perfection Realm, no wonder he dares to resist my Sword Pavilion Nine Swords with the power of one person!"
Only this time, Jian Chongyang's words have been in good shape for a while, and Forget Chen Xiao didn't give an answer, but the mist that he continued to diffuse was getting thicker and thicker!
Even......
Without waiting for Jian Chongyang, whose face was gradually embarrassed, to react, the silver spear in Wangchenxiao's hand was already sharp, and his own aura had obviously risen a lot.
And this!
Naturally, it is the supreme mystery of the ethereal fairy palace's unique secret technique, the Great Ethereal Technique, which can not only weaken the opponent's strength, but also enhance its own combat power.
To put it bluntly, in the Kunlun Sea, which super force wants to gain a foothold and has no ability? Just as Wangtian City is blessed by divine blood, the hegemony of the Ethereal Immortal Palace is naturally the Great Ethereal Technique.
In this way, Jian Chongyang, who was about to be completely suppressed when he saw his side, suddenly put his hands together on the top of his head, and said sharply, "Nine swords in one!" β
Instantaneous ......
"Nine swords in one!"
As Wang Dongliu and the others shouted one after another, and made a movement of putting their hands together, the nine swords hanging above everyone's head were combined.
"Humβ"
There is an even more terrifying sword aura, and it rushes into the giant sword after the merger at once! An uproar erupted, and although the size of this giant sword had not changed, the sword momentum was definitely more than eight times stronger.
What's even more terrifying is that-
"Boom."
Jian Chongyang's own aura also skyrocketed to the peak of a ninth-order swordsman at the same time, and the giant sword in his hand gradually emitted a faint golden light.
Such a change......
It means that Jian Chongyang's sword has reached the point of approaching a demigod, such a sword momentum! made Ye Qianli's face condense slightly.
She felt that Forget Chenxiao's low might not be able to stop it, after all, the other party had a lot of strength and strength, and no matter how extraordinary the Great Ethereal Technique of Forgetting Chenxiao was, she couldn't stand the rapid growth of others' strength.
It's just that Ye Qianli just thought so, and forgot to smile again!
And this time......
"Celestial Astrolabe!"
Forget Chenxiao sacrificed a side of the astrolabe, and once this astrolabe was sacrificed, there were countless faint starlight, which directly diverged into the thick white mist.
And thenβ
"Oh my God! Star! Fall! β
As soon as the starlight around his body moved, the celestial astrolabe he sacrificed was bright, and there was a string of stars on it, as if it had broken away from it, and directly simulated the Big Dipper and arranged it, trapped in the giant sword.
It's too late......
It was very fast!
Just when Qixing was trapped around the giant sword, Jian Chongyang took a step towards the sky, and the terrifying sword momentum was like a mountain giant mountain in an instant, and it suddenly crushed towards the side of Forget Chenxiao.
And that's not all......
"Oh my God! Sword! Open! β
Jian Chongyang sighed, the giant sword had already emitted an extremely brilliant light, and there was even a super momentum that could open mountains and crack the ground, which had exploded from the giant sword.
Suddenly......
"Bang!"
The seven stars that were scattered by the laughter of Forgotten Dust were shaken away, and the suspended giant sword suddenly stabbed down, and the entire world seemed to be stabbed to collapse.
Seeing Ye Qianli's eyelids jumping, she didn't move, because she actually saw it very clearly, although the confrontation between Wangchenxiao and Jian Chongyang was very powerful.
But in fact, there are no real knives and guns in the battle, they are all showing their hole cards! Test and deter each other, especially Jian Chongyang! Ye Qianli can be sure that this old miscellaneous hair doesn't really want to fight at all.
Because although his sword is strong, every move is also very arrogant, but every move has no offensive intent, but if he forgets the dust and smiles, he can't come up with stronger hole cards......
Jian Chongyang, this old miscellaneous hair, I'm afraid he will really attack it!
And Jian Chongyang's thoughts, just as Ye Qianli expected, when he saw that Wuchen Xiao seemed to have no back-up, his eyes suddenly turned grim! The glare on the giant sword also has a sign of exploding attack.
But what about ......
In this moment!
"Qiankun Circle."
Liao Zongming, who didn't know when he had woken up, just clapped his hands and sacrificed his super defensive magic weapon, directly releasing a faint golden divine radiance.
"Huh!"
The powerful Qiankun Circle Shenhui suppressed the dazzling light of Jian Chongyang's giant sword on the spot, but it made Jian Chongyang's old face suddenly stiffen.
But at this moment, Wang Dongliu immediately spoke, "Seventh brother, we still have important things to do here, there is no need to mess around with them, it's not too late to clean up these two thieves again." β
Jian Chongyang, who heard the words, naturally borrowed the donkey from the slope! After snorting coldly, he said while putting away his sword, "For the sake of the face of the palace master, the contemptible people don't bother with these two thieves today. β
However, as soon as he finished saying this, Liao Zongming said with cold disdain, "Cut! Obviously, I found that I couldn't please the fight, and I said it so well, I have the ability to fight. β
Hearing this, Jian Chongyang's face darkened, but Wang Dongliu on the side spoke again, "Everyone in the world says that Young Master Liao is profligate, but I don't know that Young Master Liao has a pair of discerning eyes since he was a child, and now I am afraid that he can see that this female thief is a divine beast Xuanwu." β
As soon as this statement came out......
βοΌβ Ye Qianli was stunned for a moment, and she didn't react for a long time, why did she suddenly become a divine beast Xuanwu?
But when Zhao Xian'er heard this, her eyes were different! β¦β¦