Fifty-two Xuantian Sword Dance Sutra
"Bastard!"
Ma Wencai hugged Fang Buyu, whose breath was slightly weak, and said angrily, and even more when his body shook, he wanted to teach Jiang Hao a hard lesson, but he was stopped by the eyes of the sect leader Ji Dongyang, and he couldn't help but snort coldly with hatred, and hurriedly hugged Fang Buyu down to heal his injuries.
The disciples of the Tiandu Sect under the martial arts arena were furious, angrily accusing this Jiang Hao of being so heavy!
Chen Changkong was also angry in his heart, at the moment of collision just now, he clearly saw that Fang Bu's Nine Bridges were cracked by Jiang Hao's earth-shattering sword, and for the monks who passed through the Secret Realm, the damage to the Nine Bridges meant that the Dao Foundation was damaged, although it could be repaired in the end, it was already much behind the people of the same generation.
Ji Dongyang looked at Xiang Wentian beside him with a smile and was blaming Jiang Hao, but the coldness revealed in it made Jiang Hao fall into an ice cave.
"Brother Ji, I'm really sorry, I will definitely punish him severely after Jiang Hao goes back, and I hope Brother Ji, don't care!" Xiang Wentian felt the strong chill in his old friend's eyes and had to apologize sincerely, but he also knew that this matter would inevitably leave a pimple in his old friend's heart, but as the sect master of Xuantian Sect, he couldn't hand over the disciples in the sect to Ji Dongyang for punishment!
With an apologetic smile, Xiang Wentian immediately spoke, "Let's start the last game, Brother Ji?"
"Okay! Changkong, you come in this last game!"
Chen Changkong couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that Ji Dongyang actually chose to let himself play this last game, in his mind, this last game was very important, it was related to the three secret realm places, how could he choose the true inheritance of Zhuji to play, but he didn't expect to choose himself.
Thinking of the words in Ji Dongyang's Sect Master's Palace, he knew that Ji Dongyang had the intention to let himself behave, but he really didn't know how Ji Dongyang had so much confidence in him, he had to know that he had just condensed the Four Bridges and was in the middle stage of the secluded world, but he had to face a master of the foundation building realm!
But after thinking about it carefully, it is not impossible to fight in the face of Zhuji, and he has already beheaded two Zhuji monks in the wilderness when he first entered the Tongyou, but the monks of Xuantian Sect are afraid that they are not the same as the monks of the wilderness!
Slowly calming down his state of mind and returning it to a state of calm and calm, Chen Changkong nodded and slowly walked up to the martial arts platform, and a few whispers in his ears couldn't help but make his face look strange.
"Give me a good lesson and teach the Xuantian Sect monk!" The voice was very calm, this was the voice of Master Ji Dongyang.
"If it's possible, you must make the monks of Xuantian Sect suffer somewhat!" This voice did not have strong confidence in Chen Changkong, and his confidence was slightly insufficient, this was the voice that belonged to Qingyun's chief Ma Wencai.
Chen Changkong couldn't help but smile bitterly, and only then did a large number of Xuantian Sect monks appear on the opposite side.
At first glance, I was suddenly shocked to see that she was a very beautiful and beautiful monk, dressed in red, with a red cinnabar spot on her eyebrows, and her lips were smeared bright red.
"It's the early stage of foundation building, but it's about to enter the middle stage of foundation building!"
Chen Changkong looked at the female monk opposite and said secretly in his heart, seeing that her age was only two decades, he couldn't imagine that Xuantian Sect would bring such an amazing genius disciple.
Immediately, I remembered Ji Dongyang and Ma Wencai's entrustment in my heart, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart, how can I teach this lesson?
The woman in red on the opposite side seemed to see Chen Changkong's wry smile, thinking that she was laughing at her, but she couldn't help but be furious, and her willow eyebrows were upside down!
"Zheng!"
The sword in the hand of the woman in red was instantly unsheathed, and a chill emanated from the clear sword body.
"Brother Ji, I really don't understand, you actually let the monk of the Netherworld play in this last game, I really don't know what you think in your heart, but this last game is decided by our Xuantian Sect, and Qin Wu has successfully cultivated my Xuantian Sect's Xuantian Sword Dance Sutra!"
Xiang Wentian saw that Ji Dongyang let Chen Changkong enter the arena, and Qin Wu would definitely be able to defeat Chen Changkong, and it was difficult to hide his smug expression when he spoke.
"Hehe, let's see..."Ji Dongyang smiled lightly and set his eyes on Chen Changkong who was standing in the martial arts arena.
Chen Changkong saw Qin Wu holding a sword on the other side, and couldn't help but start to exude the momentum of his whole body, and suddenly the aura around him was rolling like a wave, and there was even a faint ape cry coming from it!
"Slash!"
Qin Wuhao turned his wrist, and the sword in his hand stabbed straight towards Chen Changkong, the sword was very slow, every time the sword slashed through the void, Chen Changkong could see that there were ripples flashing in the space around the sword!
"Great ape!"
Chen Changkong's shoulders shook, and suddenly the aura around his body surged even more violently, and the sound of the ape's cry came out of it even more clearly! Behind him, a vague figure of a great ape appeared!
With his eyes looking directly at the approaching long sword, Chen Changkong punched out, rolling countless aura!
Collapse!
Under the ravages of the fist, there are ripples in the space around the fist constantly flashing!
"Collapse, collapse, collapse!"
There was a crisp sound of sword roaring in the crackling sound, and the two of them were separated with a touch, and Chen Changkong's fist suddenly had a shallow sword mark, and blood with golden spots overflowed, and the hand that Jian Wu hid behind him was even more faintly trembling!
"Build the foundation of the flesh!"
Qin Wu looked directly at Chen Changkong word by word, and then put away the original contempt, in the blow just now, she already felt Chen Changkong's strength, Chen Changkong must be a master who does not fall behind her!
Chen Changkong's fist clenched suddenly, and the sword marks no longer spilled blood, and then they kept pointing out!
"The wind is surging!"
The endless wind was taken by him as a tornado blade, and even the boundless clouds in the sky fell, condensing into a cloud dragon phase!
Yunlong breathed, the wind blade spun violently, and in an instant, he came to Qin Wu, Qin Wu's face gradually became solemn, he didn't expect Chen Changkong to be stronger than Fang Buyu before in the control of the Wind and Cloud Technique!
At this time, I saw Qin Wujiao screaming, and the long sword in his hand suddenly left his hand to levitate in the void, and behind the hilt of the sword, Qin Wu suddenly sealed, and his right hand became a claw and grasped the hilt of the sword!
"Turn it around!"
"Whew!"
Suddenly, the surrounding aura instantly surged towards the long sword, and countless spiritual qi actually formed a whirlpool under the rotation of the long sword, this whirlpool kept turning, getting bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, but with a breath, it was already several zhang high, and in its center, it was full of strangulation power!
At this time, Yunlong suddenly approached Qin Wu, and a mouthful of breath almost sprayed on her face, and at the moment of anger in her heart, with a clear sound, the whirlpool slowly turned and pulled towards Yunlong, and in the face of the upcoming wind blade, Qin Wu couldn't help but smile confidently!
"Annihilation!"
Qin Wu made an orchid finger with his left hand, and with a clear sound in his mouth, he cast a style in the Xuantian Sect's Zhenzong Sword Sutra Xuantian Sword Dance Sutra, and suddenly in front of his palm, a huge black hole was displayed, and endless suction power came out of it, slowly wiping out the countless wind blade tornadoes!