Chapter 4 Panhuang Soul Sword

"Boy, even if you are a martial arts master, what if you are a real human immortal? With the Panhuang Soul Sword, how can you help me?!! ”

After being sheltered by the Panhuang Soul Sword, the champion Hou regained that kind of lawlessness, and shouted at Mo Wen through the sword qi, and not only that, he actually stretched out his hand to grab the hilt of the Panhuang Soul Sword, seeing that the posture actually wanted to use the Panhuang Soul Sword to give Mo Wen a ruthless blow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that although the Panhuang Living Spirit Sword is controlled by the champion Hou Dripping blood, he doesn't agree with him as the master, and as soon as the sword qi is wrapped, he will fly away with the champion Hou.

"Martial Arts Immortals? Panhuang Holy Spirit Sword? ”

In the distance, the Celestial Snake King? Xingyan gasped when he looked at this scene, and the stars in his pupils turned, and finally a little clear light appeared, obviously extremely shocked.

To be honest, she didn't care much when she first chased the champion Hou, she had been cultivating for hundreds of years, and she didn't pay attention to this kind of guy who had a little adventure and no one in her eyes, and the reason why she chased and killed the other party was just to make her thoughts clear and vent her evil anger, but she didn't expect that the next thing would be unchanged, but it was far beyond her expectations.

First, a real human immortal appeared out of nowhere, and a human immortal roar shook her from a distance of several miles, and this doppelganger almost fell directly from the sky.

Then when the champion Hou was about to be attacked, the Panhuang Soul Sword came out to protect the master, and the sword aura stretched for several miles, and the sharp sword light made her face faintly painful.

Miss her Celestial Snake King? Xingyan is also a well-known figure in the world, but at this moment, she has an inexplicable sense of powerlessness in the face of these two people, because she found that she couldn't help these two people at all, even if the body came to save her life, it would be good, and then saw that the champion Hou wanted to control the Panhuang Soul Sword and was rejected by the latter, and was about to be taken away from here, both relieved and a little disappointed.

The reason for the relaxation is that the champion Hou has obviously not become the sword master now, she still has a way to think about killing the other party, and the reason for the disappointment is that she did not see the sword fight between the human immortal and the panhuang living soul, you must know that whether it is the material on the human immortal or the treasure on the champion Hou, it is very precious, and she has no chance to make a profit.

But what happened next made the star's pupils shrink and he almost lost his mind.

Seeing that the champion Hou was about to flee, a loud roar suddenly came from behind the golden sword qi.

"If you want to run, how can it be so easy?!"

"Champion Hou, you are lawless with the Sword of Life, and I will take him today, which can be regarded as a lesson for you!"

"There are some people you can't afford to mess with!"

The next moment, with this roar, the temperature in a radius of hundreds of miles plummeted, and I saw a stream of azure light rising into the sky, bombarding the sword qi of the Panhuang Soul Sword straightly, and the extreme cold instantly froze the entire sword qi. Then I heard a crackling sound, and the sword qi used by the Panhuang Living Spirit Sword to isolate Mo Wen shattered violently.

In the midst of the ice crystals in the sky, Mo Wen flew out with fluorescent flashes all over his body, and with a move of both hands, two blood-red giant claws the size of a house appeared out of thin air, and directly rushed towards the champion Hou to catch him.

The eyes of the Celestial Snake King could be seen clearly from a distance, and Mo Wen's body that flew out was not the body of a human immortal at all, but his divine soul.

"This, this is a god soul master, how is it possible? Could it be that the other party has mastered the genius of inability to be thoughtless, so he can cultivate the Immortal Dao at the same time and cultivate the Martial Dao to this point? ”

"Look at this posture, he is also a master who has at least five thunder tribulations, when will such a master appear again in this heaven and earth?"

The Milky Way in his eyes continued to grow and die, and the stars began to calculate the power of it, and they had a trace of anticipation for what would happen next.

The bloody hand grabbed it the next day, and the Panhuang Living Spirit Sword trembled slightly, and the figure that was originally about to escape immediately stopped. Immediately, the sword qi in his body skyrocketed, and as soon as the sword light flashed, a sword qi shot out from his body again, splitting into two in the air, and hitting the blood claw head-on, and the two directly continued to dissolve, and finally annihilated at the same time.

Sheltered by the Soul Sword, Yang Pan's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this, and then he reached out and leaned forward, this time the Soul Sword did not resist, but was directly held in his hand.

With a sword in his hand, Yang Pan immediately burst out laughing, his eyes flickering as he looked at Mo Wen's divine soul in the air.

"Haha, I knew it would work!"

"The Panhuang Soul Sword is the sword of the Holy Emperor, with the power of the Yang God, how arrogant! You kid actually wants to submit it, it's really unbelievable! ”

"Boy, you should die here!"

With a wave of the sword in his hand, Yang Pan slashed at Mo Wen's divine soul and the human immortal body under the divine soul, intending to completely wipe out the latter.

The sword aura was in the air, mixed with the vast idea of courage, benevolence, wisdom, and integrity, as if he wanted to directly subdue Mo Wen, the demon.

Seeing this, Mo Wen sneered, and the left eye of the divine soul suddenly turned blood-red, and there seemed to be a pitch-black vortex constantly rotating inside.

"What about the Holy Emperor's Sabre? Even if the Panhuang is reborn today, you have to kneel here for me! ”

In the next moment, an invisible impact spread from Mo Wen's left eye, and the void was turbulent everywhere it passed, and cracks burst open, like countless giant mouths, completely engulfing the sword qi shot by the Panhuang Living Soul Sword in one bite, and the remaining momentum was unabated and blasted towards Yang An.

The latter was stunned, but his reaction was not slow, and as soon as the martial saint's body shrank and stretched, the whole person rushed to the side.

Rumble!

The aftermath of the spatial fluctuation directly smashed into the place where Yang An had just landed, and the ground made of rocks was cut out of a large pit nearly 100 meters deep like tofu, and the edges were as neat as if a sword had cut out.

"These are the six Thunder Tribulations that shatter the Void?"

The starry eyes in the distance looked at the huge pit, her brows frowned, and she thought with some confusion, but then she shook her head again, because she felt that the real six thunder tribulations were not what they were now, and the other party's attack was not so much the ability obtained after the thunder tribulation, but more like the effect of some kind of Dao technique.

It's just that she didn't have time to think about it the next moment, because Mo Wen made another move.

Being wiped out by Mo Wen's blow to the sword qi of the Soul Sword, Yang Pan finally understood that he had encountered an iron plate today, the other party's martial arts were superb, but he didn't expect that the cultivation of the Divine Soul was even higher than the martial arts, he held the Soul Sword in one hand, and took out the Creation Gourd from his arms with the other hand.

"Cold Moon!"

With his low drink, the Blood Moon Goddess, who was shocked by Mo Wen's roar, gathered her body again, and the whole person turned into a moonlight and submerged into the creation gourd, and then the entire gourd was clear and prosperous, and Yang An was about to fly away.

"If you want to leave, how easy is it?"

Mo Wen snorted coldly, his hands clasped together suddenly, and a pillar of fire suddenly rose up to the sky behind him, reflecting half of the sky in red.

Then eight dragons several miles long spiraled out from the pillar of fire, and flew towards the champion Hou with their huge bodies and scorching temperatures, as if they were about to burn the whole world.

"Nine Flame Dragons?"

The moment she saw the eight fire dragons, Stareye instantly thought that she had met Oneiroi's men, but then she shook her head.

Because of the nine fire dragons fabricated by the Oneiroi Machine with the Creator's supernatural powers, the eight fire dragons in front of him did not have sanity, but they were superior in power, and the scorching flames that seemed to destroy the world were not comparable to the Nine Fire Flame Dragons at all.

I saw that where the eight fire dragons passed, the mountains began to burn themselves, and the pitch-black lines of fire were like ink splashed on white paper, and the entire earth was shrouded in a pitch-black color in an instant.

Yang An slashed out one sword qi after another, trying to stop the fire dragon from approaching, but the latter easily devoured the oncoming sword qi, and the huge body rushed towards Yang An without slowing down, and the eight huge dragon claws gradually closed around, and they were about to capture Yang An.

Looking at the flame cage that was about to close in front of him, and then at the Panhuang Soul Sword in his hand, Yang An gritted his teeth and threw the sword out.

Endless sword qi shot out from the body of the Living Soul Sword, and stubbornly resisted the claws of the flame dragon, while Yang An took this opportunity to turn his body into a blue light and submerge into the mouth of the Creation Gourd, and then drove the gourd out of the unenclosed space.

"Boy, you wait for me, one day I'll get everything back!"

Staring at Mo Wen deadly, as if to carve his appearance into his bones, Yang An let out a wail like a defeated dog, and then fled directly with the Creation Gourd.