The one-bit gold core at the top of the volcano, and the Fengxingyun and Fubu watching the battle below. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing this, everyone retreated, for fear of an aftermath of the sword and the cold light. Tearing them into a rain of blood, the power of the collision is so strong that even the super strong are thrilled.

"Bang!"

When the storm died, there was a sudden explosion sound, and the two colliding figures, with a touch, each retreated, stirring up a mighty pressure from the center of the storm, withdrawing dozens of feet away, splashing a faint aftermath.

After the blow, Yawen, who had long hair flying, was still calm.

Looking at Mehal, his expression was indifferent, and the cold temperament of his body, which was up and down, ready to move, and about to recover, gradually disappeared and retreated, calm as usual, as if it had never appeared.

Hibernated!

"Poof!"

Mehal, who flew out dozens of feet away, was spurted out of a mouthful of blood, his body staggered, and one stood unsteadily, kneeling on the ground. The body is quite normal, but overnight, it has become a skinny skeleton, and the energy in the flesh and flesh essence gas has all been drained away, and the shape looks extremely terrifying!

What's even weaker is that even the most basic Mu Qing sword qi in his body has disappeared, and the trickle is gone.

It can be said that at this time, Maihar, even a master of the Spirit Refining Realm, can hold a blade and kill him with one blow, and he has no even the most basic resistance power.

This is the price of using the Holy Source Sword Technique!

If it is forced, it can only be used like Mehal, all the wood green sword qi in the body is emptied, and even the flesh and blood essence qi are used to make up for the consumption, if it is replaced by other ordinary golden core sixfolds, it will directly fall on the spot!

Mehal's survival is entirely due to his own special, thermal essence and blood.

"Whew!"

The void stabbed, holding a slender needle-like Arvin, his figure like a shuttle, stabbed at Mehal with a sharp tip, with unparalleled penetrating power, straight to the center of Mehal's eyebrows.

At the corner of his mouth, the polite Yawen couldn't help but draw a faint arc, facing Mehal, as if repeating the previous words: "After a full blow, solve you!"

Dare to provoke the Toth family, Yawen will never give life!

Feng Xingyun, who was dodging the aftermath of the battle, looked at this scene, his expression was quite calm, as he expected, the young family master Yawen was not at all what Mehal could fight against now, after a blow, even the young family master Yawen was not injured, but he was seriously injured and dying, and he paid a huge price!

The trip to the Hundred Tribulation Domain, this is the end!

Fortunately, seeing Mehal's unpredictable methods clearly gave him absolute confidence. The next Tribulation Domain trial starts, and they are 100% sure that they can pass the trial.

It's okay to be late, there's plenty of time!

"You can't kill me!"

Falling to his knees, like a skinny Mahal, facing Arvin, his voice was weak and spoken, with a sonorous determination. And as these words were spoken, Mehal, who looked like a skeleton, buzzed all over his body, and under the gaze of countless people, his flesh and blood squirmed and filled in a visible way, and his body was coercive and spreading.

"A sword withered the sky!"

"Boom!"

The heavens and the earth burst and trembled.

Surrounded by all directions, endless heaven and earth vitality swarmed and gathered, forming a majestic and vast vortex covering the sky, tearing the rolling clouds and wind waves, shaking the sky and the earth. In the center of the vortex inside, the surging green mangs bloomed, like a waterfall swaying down the sky and rushing into the sky, intertwined in the vortex wind and waves, dyed into a dazzling sword vortex across the sky.

A sword out of the sun and the moon!

"Bang bang bang!!"

Before the sword arrived, the shape of a skeleton and the hidden recovery of flesh and blood of Mahal burst out again with bursts of blood mist up and down his body. The body trembled violently, and even the sword vortex formed by a sword was faintly unstable, deviated, the breath subsided, and the human form trembled, as if after this blow, Mehal was going to fall on the spot.

It's a strong blow!

It's just that this blow produced a huge power, compared to the first sword, more than the first sword, more than several times more than the far-reaching, earth-shattering vortex storm of destruction, suppressing and sweeping, making the calm Yawen turn around.

"This sword is enough to defeat and kill the Nine Heavens of the Golden Core Realm!"

Yawen, who turned around, whispered, forcibly withdrew the long needle that had been stabbed, and his eyes burst with a trace of essence. The power of this sword, even he had to treat it solemnly, completely disrupted his killing of Mehal.

"Yaxu!"

The moment Yawen turned around, he drank lowly, took a step, and the long needle in his hand fell into the void, vibrating and trembling, rolling up the vast space clouds, and where the long needle fell, it burst out with needles that were not inferior to the sword qi, and the hole was empty, and the needles were thousands, like the needles on the back of a hedgehog, which burst open and collided towards the whirlpool of the sword.

Under the blow, it was wrapped in the earth-shattering power that belonged to Yawen, a super strong man of the Nine Heavens.

"Bang!!"

A needle and a sword collided regrettably, and the muffled sound of rolling thunder exploded, and the ring resounded endlessly.

Intertwined with needles, the cyan sword qi collided with the cloud waves, like branches flowing into the sea, and the two collided, stirring up the aftermath of the big waves that poured into the sky. Circles spread out, the clouds shattered, and the inside was filled with unparalleled destruction and edge, shattering the clear sky, forming a storm of light that destroyed the world and cut through thousands of miles of territory.

The impact of the destruction of the world is raging!

"Dying throes!"

"Bang!"

Arwen spoke indifferently, and from the center of the storm, a dull tremor was heard. A silver-haired figure dancing wildly, like an intermittent kite, was wrapped in sporadic cyan sword rays, and the aftermath of the needles was thrown out from the center of the storm. The snapping of bones echoed, sprinkling patches of piercing blood, and falling into deep ravines.

The skinny silver-haired figure became more and more shocking and thin, and the skin layer under the surface seemed to have disappeared. At a glance, it really became a skeleton, and even the breath became intermittent and faint.

Only the long hair with silver stars flying, the light is still brilliant and dazzling.

"Second sword!" Silver Star's long-haired figure was rubbing against his bones, whispering faintly, like a ghostly fire, cold as frost, "My third sword, solve you!"

It can be seen with the naked eye, like a skinny figure, flesh and blood are growing, and the breath is soaring.

"Solve me?"

From the center of the storm, Yawen walked out step by step, his eyes narrowed slightly, a little less calm, and a little more cold. I saw that at this time, Yawen's hair was like a mess blown by the wind, his robe was tattered, and there were more subtle wounds cut by sword marks, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Embarrassed and embarrassed, but for Yawen, it still doesn't hurt at all.

"Do you have any stronger moves?" asked Arwen suddenly.

. (To be continued.) )