The flying sword flew extremely fast, as fast as lightning, and in just an instant, it struck in front of Joradan.

Can't hide.

Even if you barely dodge this sword, you can't dodge the one behind you.

The flying sword under the control of the sword art is not just as simple as flying in a straight line, if this is the case, there is no need to learn the sword mastery, let alone a monk, even if it is a mortal, you can also throw the flying sword out in the air.

The real swordsmanship, you can control the flying sword flexibly and freely, miss a hit, spin in mid-air, you can attack again, Dacheng's swordsmanship, and you can even control the flying sword to show a complete set of sharp swordsmanship.

So.

Joradan knew that even if he tried his best to dodge this sword, when the flying sword turned around and attacked again, it would still be doomed.

Since you can't dodge, then carry it!

Sou!

Joraldan, who was galloping, suddenly jumped slightly.

Didn't jump too high, just a foot.

But it was this small one-foot jump that made the flying sword that originally attacked directly towards the heart miss it.

Flying sword, shot towards the abdomen.

Dodged the fatal blow to the heart, but exposed his abdomen.

Such a coping strategy of taking care of one or the other made the golden wolf full of disdain, but also full of ecstasy.

The power of the flying sword is extremely powerful, even if it does not penetrate the chest, even if it only hits the abdomen, it can achieve the purpose of killing.

"Die!"

A roar.

The golden wolf did not control the flying sword turn, and shot straight and straight at Joladan in the abdomen.

Pierce the monk's suit.

Puncture the skin.

The spirit sword, unstoppable, stabbed into Joladan's abdomen.

Just when everyone thought that the spirit sword would come out of their bodies.

Just when everyone thought that Joradan was going to die.

Unexpectedly.

Clang!

There was a loud bang, like muffled thunder, and suddenly it exploded.

Golden wolf, stunned.

Joraldan, however, smiled.

Obviously his stomach had been broken, and he was seriously injured, but Joladan smiled weirdly.

Click.

The sound of breaking, sounded.

The best magic weapon spirit sword is broken.

"Impossible, impossible!"

The golden wolf, with a ghostly expression, couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

This is a magic weapon!

This is a spirit sword!

Don't say that it's just a physical body, even if it is cut on a boulder, it can also be cut apart, how can it be broken?

But.

The spirit sword was broken, not only broken in two, but under the full force of the golden wolf, in the violent impact, the spirit sword was shattered piece by piece and turned into slag.

The disciples in the field also had a ghostly expression, and some of them couldn't believe it, and even rubbed their eyes vigorously, mistakenly thinking that they were dazzled.

That's right!

The spirit sword was really broken, weird, unexpected, shattered.

No!

This is not an accident.

This was deliberately done by Joladan.

The gap in the realm is too big.

Joladan is not a madman, on the contrary, he is very sober and clearly knows that with his own strength, it is difficult to defeat the golden wolf, especially since the golden wolf also has a superb magic weapon spirit sword, and it is even more difficult to win.

If you don't get rid of this flying sword, it will only be a matter of time before you fail.

If you want to win, you have to win.

This strange is gluttony.

I think that at the beginning, Feng Buping sneaked up from behind, but he was shocked by the gluttonous Ding and broke the spirit sword.

Thereupon.

In the face of the golden wolf's violent blow, Joladan gritted his teeth, fought to get injured, jumped up a foot, aimed his abdomen at the spirit sword, and dealt with the spirit sword with gluttony.

Bet won!

The gluttonous tripod forged with the earth qi mother iron as the main body, its hardness is not tens of thousands of times that of the spirit sword, and this time the violent impact directly smashed the spirit sword.

"Kill!"

Taking advantage of the fact that the Golden Wolf Spirit Sword has been destroyed.

While the golden wolf was still in a daze.

Joradan stabbed suddenly, and with a wave of the golden sword in his hand, he stabbed at the golden wolf's chest.

"Not good!"

In the end, it is a strong man in the middle stage of foundation building, after a short period of stunned, the golden wolf reacted, hurriedly dodged, and avoided the sword that attacked in the chest.

The sword stabbed the golden wolf in the arm.

Blood, rushing out.

"Ahhhh

Angry.

The strong man in the middle stage of the foundation building was actually stabbed by the garbage of the Qi Refining Realm, and the golden wolf was completely angry.

Reiki, drumming.

Whoop......

The spirit wolf, who had followed the golden wolf for several years, was summoned.

As soon as it appeared.

Whimper.

The spirit wolf, opening its bloody mouth, bit down on Joraldan's neck.

Spirit wolf?

Joradan smiled coldly, and the golden sword swung violently.

Swish!

A sword.

Just a sword.

With the help of that powerful arm strength, with the help of this sharp golden sword, when a man and a wolf staggered by, the victory and defeat have been divided.

Poof!

The spirit wolf, which was still majestic and roaring and bloodthirsty just now, turned into a dead wolf, soft, lying on the ground, a slender blood mark appeared on the neck of the spirit wolf, and the next moment, the blood mark expanded, turning into a blood mist spraying from the sky, dyeing the bluestone paved ground red.

"Kill!"

The sword, swung again, was stabbed in the chest again, pointing directly at the golden wolf.

Golden wolf, stunned.

The spirit sword, the magic weapon that is relied on the most, is broken.

The spirit wolf, which was used as a means of auxiliary attack, died.

All this happened so fast that the golden wolf couldn't accept it at all.

Subconsciously.

With a flash of his body, he dodged the deadly sword.

Another sword in the arm.

The difference is.

The arm that had already been injured once, and if it was hit again, it would no longer be able to bear it.

Syllable!

An arm, still shaking, fell to the ground.

The blood mist of the canopy erupted from the place where the golden wolf's broken arm was.

"Ahhh......hh

The severe pain made the golden wolf let out a ghostly howl.

"Die, die, die!"

Roaring.

The aura in the golden wolf's body suddenly erupted, and a fierce and incinerating iron flame suddenly erupted and blasted towards Joradan.

Fire Resistance!

A spell born from the alchemy of the original elixir sect was originally used to control the fire of the Dan furnace and refine the elixir, but at this moment, it was turned into a flame of burning sky by the furious golden wolf, and went straight to Qiao Radan.

It's too close.

It's too fierce.

The coverage is also too wide.

Can't hide.

There's no way to hide from it.

Gritted teeth.

Joladan did not retreat, but advanced, the golden sword in his hand turned into a golden rainbow, and stabbed it according to the position where the golden wolf was standing in his impression.

Meanwhile.

The eight veins of the Qi Sutra, within the spiritual aperture, all the spiritual energy was mobilized, turned into a spiritual shield, and protected in front of him.

Rumble!

The flames, crashing into the spirit shield, burst open.

The sparks flying in the sky blocked everyone's view.

Wait for Mars to be annihilated.

Wait for a clear line of sight.

The anxious crowd looked anxiously at the battlefield.

Two figures, silently, stood there.

"This ......"

Stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

Inside the field.

Joradan had been burned by the flames, a face, black, dressed in monk's clothes, tattered, and all the exposed skin, without exception, was scorched black.

But.

Joradan was laughing.

The blackened right hand holds a golden sword.

The golden sword, only the hilt remains.

The body of the sword pierced the chest of the golden wolf, and the blade of the sword on the two feet came out from the back of the golden wolf, trembling and dripping with blood.

One hit, deadly!