"Ninth Order Martial Soul ......"

"Then today, let me see and see!"

There wasn't much hesitation.

Chu Qingyun's eyes lit up slightly, and he walked over directly.

Nineth-order martial spirit, he had seen it once.

At that time, he was just a small martial artist realm, although he was controlled by Youyun's best efforts, but under the pressure of the ninth-order martial soul that was condensed into an entity, there was still a feeling that his body was about to be torn apart and crushed.

It's been a long time.

The current Chu Qingyun has an innate holy body, more than a dozen seventh-order martial souls, and has become a powerhouse in the Martial Venerable Realm.

There was a world of difference from then.

And he also wanted to see how strong the ninth-order martial soul was!

"Actually, I really accepted it!"

"Although that guy is only a fourth-level martial artist, he can even defeat Feng Wuxuan, and his strength is extremely not simple, even if Yan Jie deals with him, I'm afraid he will have to show real skills!"

"It's worthy of being an elite commander battle, it seems that this time I can see the demeanor of that ninth-order martial spirit!"

"Haha, it's not in vain that I dared to come back..."

"I didn't come in vain, I didn't come in vain! I haven't seen a ninth-order martial soul yet!"

Almost everyone's eyes lit up instantly.

Ninth-order martial souls are incomparably rare.

For ordinary warriors, it is almost a legendary existence.

All of the people present were powerful Martial Venerable Realms, although they were all unusual, but there were really few who had seen the ninth-order martial souls with their own eyes.

So at this time, I was naturally very excited!

Inside the formation.

Chu Qingyun's body was like a streamer, and he quickly approached.

And that Yanjie also stared at him, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Interesting, you really dare to fight with me..."

"Then let me ...... See what you're up to!"

When they are more than 1,000 meters apart.

Yan Jie suddenly made a move.

A dark yellow stone pillar with the thickness of a wrist and a dark vein shot out from the misty light in his hand, breaking through the air and roaring straight towards Chu Qingyun.

"Ninth Order Martial Soul?"

Chu Qingyun immediately raised his eyebrows.

Meanwhile.

The Yuan Force light on his body instantly became extremely bright and bright, and it suddenly exploded in speed, and it actually flashed to the side.

"You can't hide!"

Yan Jie's body did not move.

But the stone pillar that emanated from his hand seemed to suddenly become soft, and the direction of the front end suddenly turned, and it actually burst out with a faster speed in an instant, winding towards Chu Qingyun from behind, wanting to bind Chu Qingyun inside.

Such an attack is.

It's a bit similar to the vine martial spirit.

"It's kind of interesting..."

"Sword Seven!"

The powerful fluctuations of the mid-level sword heart immediately burst out from his body.

The light cave in Chu Qingyun's hand instantly burst out with a hundred-meter sword light, and a sword slashed forward with all his might.

Since you can't hide.

Open it over there!

Boom!

The bright sword light struck the dark yellow stone pillar with the thickness of a wrist like lightning, and instantly burst out with a fierce and powerful force.

The sword light was cracked.

But the softened stone pillar also instantly cracked countless spiderweb-like cracks from the place where it was bombarded, and quickly shattered all of them, dissipating directly into the air.

This stone pillar only used part of the power of the ninth-order martial soul.

I can't withstand Chu Qingyun's bombardment with all my strength!

"Take me a sword!"

The figure flickered.

Chu Qingyun showed his rapidity, approaching directly towards that Yanjie, and when he raised his hand, a sword light slashed at him.

Warriors with spirit bodies and holy bodies tend to attack and fight in close quarters.

And the martial artist with a high-level martial soul is better at controlling the martial soul.

Therefore, Chu Qingyun will directly bully himself at this time.

Although his strength is not just the ones that he showed before when he dealt with Feng Tianzhao and Feng Wuxuan.

However, in the face of Yan Jie, who had a ninth-order martial soul and was two realms higher than himself, he still didn't take it lightly!

And unexpectedly.

Facing Chu Qingyun, this incomparably powerful sword.

Yan Jie didn't use the power of the martial soul anymore.

The yuan power in his hand surged, and it quickly condensed into a black stone giant sword, and directly attacked it head-on.

It's also a mid-level Kenshin!

Boom!

The sword light and the giant sword collided together.

The sword light in Chu Qingyun's hand was cracked out again.

And that Yanjie is, the black stone giant sword directly exploded into smithereens, snorted, and the whole person was beaten back more than a thousand meters, and his face became slightly pale.

However, he stared at Chu Qingyun.

But his eyes became brighter.

"Awesome, really awesome!"

"It's just a fourth-level martial venerable, and he actually has such power, no wonder he can defeat Feng Wuxuan, it seems that I still have to use the power of this martial soul!"

The voice did not fall.

Suddenly, a deep yellow light lit up on his two hands.

The four soft stone pillars twisted and quickly came out of the middle shape, and they were extremely flexible and divided into four lanes, and rushed straight to Chu Qingyun thousands of kilometers away.

"Troublesome guy..."

Chu Qingyun's face froze.

But he didn't have the slightest fear, and directly held the sword light to meet him.

Bang!

With three swords in a row, Chu Qingyun smashed three stone pillars, but the sword light in his hand was also overwhelmed and was shattered into pieces.

Yan Jie's face was happy.

He controlled the last stone pillar, and the dark veins shone brightly, taking advantage of the fire to attack Chu Qingyun like a robbery.

But Chu Qingyun was, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The shattered sword light suddenly trembled, as if it had melted, and suddenly merged into one again, and countless dense small swords gathered together, like a whirlwind, actually blocking the last stone pillar.

"Sword Seven!"

And Chu Qingyun was even more, he burst out at full speed in an instant, condensed the sword light again, and slashed Yan Jie straight away with a sword.

"Not good!"

Yan Jie's face changed in an instant.

The weirdness of Chu Qingyun's swordsmanship, he had seen it before.

But watching from a distance is obviously not enough for him to have much experience in coping, and he was still caught off guard at this time.

He severed the stone pillar abruptly, and then put his hands together, bursting out with a large amount of dark yellow origin power.

Boom!

A sword fell.

The power of the source exploded and dissipated in an instant.

Yan Jie snorted again, and was beaten and retreated directly,

Only this time, his arms were shaken, his clothes were torn, and his palms were dripping with blood, but he was much more embarrassed than the previous time.

Chu Qingyun's sword didn't have time to gather all his strength.

But it's not Yan Jie, in a hurry, he can resist it with the power of the ninth-order origin alone!

Look at the stinging bloodstains in your hands.

Yan Jie's pale face became solemn for the first time.

"It's amazing... It seems that I'm too underestimated!"

"In that case, then ......"

Yan Jie muttered softly.

And next to him, there was a large amount of Yuan Force, like a terrible storm whirlpool, frantically gathered.

After a few moments, the Yuan Force faded.

A huge willow tree more than 20 meters high, with a deep yellow body and a fossil-like body, appeared next to him.

This is Yanjie's.

Nineth-order martial soul, ancient rock Xuanwen willow!

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