Chapter Twenty-Seven: Chop!
Cang Luofeng frowned slightly, but seemed to be laughing.
He clenched the black sword in his hand and rushed towards Qiu Lin again, without saying anything, because he didn't need it at the moment.
Unconsciously, the Yuji Sword in the hands of the Great Elder has come to Qiu Lin's hands, this sword is the treasure of the Zhenmen, in fact, it is the sword of the sect master, and it is the sword of the first generation of ancestors who created the True Martial Sect.
Qiu Lin took the Yuji Sword in his hand, and sighed with some emotion, thinking that back then, the ancestors had one person and one sword, and they were proud of the world's heroes, and how strong the Zhenwumen was at that time, not only in the Tianchen Empire, but even in the entire Thousand Illusion Mountains.
And now, it's all because of yourself.
Now, it takes so much effort to kill Cang Yu Luofeng alone, Qiu Lin muttered in his mouth: "Now the True Martial Sect, is it really so weak?"
Cang Du Luofeng's sword had already come to the top of his head, Qiu Lin retracted his thoughts, and with a thought, the Yuji Sword in his hand turned into an afterimage, stabbing at Cang Du Luofeng's sword.
The two collided, and the twilight maple did not fly out.
Maybe it's because Qiu Lin kept his hand.
He saw that Qiu Lin's expression was a little strange, how could he let go of this kind of opportunity? The sword in his hand was slashed again, and the Yuji Sword had returned to Qiu Lin's hand, blocking his black sword, and the two could not hold each other.
Suddenly, there was a light on Cang Luofeng's chest, and there was a ring there, and it flashed with a touch of brilliance.
I don't know what flew out of it and hit Qiu Lin's eyebrows.
Caught off guard, Qiu Lin fell to the ground, he didn't know what it was, but he felt that the spiritual power in his body was a little weird, and he was suddenly out of his control.
Cang Dusk Luo Feng smiled, it was a big laugh, a sincere laugh.
That was the means left by the Master, and it could not be ineffective.
The reason why he was happy was because he could kill the Great Elder, and he knew that that thing could only make Qiu Lin's spiritual power slacken, and he only had three breaths.
But that's enough, within three breaths, Cang Dusk Luofeng is sure to kill the Great Elder.
Therefore, Cang Dusk Luo Feng moved, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, jumped into the air, and slashed at the Great Elder.
"Storm Raid!"
This is the body magic spirit technique, and the speed of Cang Dusk Luofeng instantly exploded, even beyond the range that it should be.
The ending was obvious, the Great Elder didn't have the Yuji Sword, and he didn't even have the slightest strength to fight back.
He turned around and left, bursting out with the speed of the peak spiritual cultivation of the Venerable Spirit Realm, which was extremely fast.
And then he died.
For some reason, the speed of Twilight Falling Feng was much faster than him.
He didn't know, and he couldn't know anymore.
The time of three breaths has passed!
Qiu Lin's face was cold, and he held the Yuji Sword in his hand and stabbed at Cang Luofeng without the slightest mercilessness.
Cang Twilight Luofeng didn't dodge, and met him head-on.
Who would dare to take the blow of the Phantom Realm head-on?
I dare!
Cang Twilight Luo Feng felt very happy.
The aura of destruction struck Qiu Lin, and countless brilliance struck towards the twilight and falling maple!
Cang Dusk Luofeng was shaken away by Qiu Lin's strong wind and landed on the battle platform in the distance.
Qiu Lin also came to the battle platform, looked at him, and said, "Let's have a game!"
Cang Luofeng didn't answer, his eyes had become red, and he seemed to have lost his mind.
There are only two people here, and there are only two people consciously, and this is a battlefield that belongs to the two of them.
Qiu Lin had a profound seal knot in his hand, and with the condensation of the wind around him, the white light at his fingers became more and more dazzling, and in the end, it was almost like a bright sun in the sky.
"The sun burns the sky!"
At a certain moment, the air around Qiu Lin instantly froze, and the Yuji Sword suddenly pointed at Cang Dusk Luofeng, and with a loud shout, the white light flashed at his fingers, and one after another extremely slender spiritual power was injected into the Yuji Sword, converging into a strand, and then bursting out.
The speed of that spiritual power was a little terrifying, and where it passed, the space shook, and a dark trace was left in the sky, which was extremely dazzling.
This terrifying spiritual skill looks extremely ordinary, just a ray of light formed by the convergence of spiritual power!
As soon as the 'Great Sun Burning Sky' came out, the sword in Cang Dusk Luofeng's hand kept swinging, and the original golden spiritual power turned into pitch black, constantly injecting into the sword body.
In the face of such an offensive, only Cang Luofeng can stay without changing his face, and in this big battle, the only people watching the battle are heaven and earth.
At this moment, he felt the powerful power in the light of the 'Great Sun Burning Sky', and his body hurriedly retreated, even though he was more than ten meters away, he could also feel its horror.
This is the blow of the powerhouse of the Phantom Realm.
Looking faintly at the fire-colored light that broke through the sky, Cang Luofeng calmly injected spiritual power, and the strong light on the sword body became more and more intense, until finally, bursts of flames were ignited, but this flame was black, like a hell fire from hell, but the intensity of the flame was like a round of bright sun, which made people dare not look directly.
His face was slightly solemn, Cang Luofeng let out a low shout, and the long sword slammed down on Qiu Lin not far away, without the slightest attention, against a Phantom Realm powerhouse, as soon as he paid attention, he died!
"Shadow Robbery!"
The shout resounded through the sky, and a black energy blade in the shape of a crescent moon with a width of three zhang shot out from the tip of the black sword.
The huge black flame energy crescent blade shot into the sky, and in a flash, the sudden blazing sensation almost made the field seem to be in a wave of fire.
The Crescent Moon Blade burst through the sky with a piercing sonic boom, and the indomitable power was so powerful that it was about to split the sky in half, which was extremely terrifying!
It is also a spiritual skill, with different powers, one is just a small light, small but violent, and the other is an extremely violent energy blade, this spiritual skill, I am afraid it has already exceeded the cognition of Cang Dusk Luofeng.
He has never learned this spiritual skill, but he seems to be born with it, and he doesn't need to learn it, he can exert its true power, just like the Demon Venerable, moving forward bravely and unstoppable!
The black meniscus blade pierced the sky, and the fire-colored light from the lightning collided violently, and in an instant, a thunderous loud sound exploded in the calm battle platform, and a terrifying energy shock wave surged out from the collision, and the huge pressure turned out to directly overturn those fainting people in the square, rolling a few meters away before stopping.
"Is this the strength of a Phantom Realm powerhouse?
Here is the emotion of the twilight maple.
has his own intuition, and the spiritual skills he uses are far more clever than his, but he seems to be inferior to him in actual performance, which is the reason for the strength realm.
The gap between the Venerable Spirit Realm and the Phantom Spirit Realm cannot be crossed.
Above the sky, the black sleeved robe of the twilight fell maple trembled slightly, scattering the energy shock wave that spread in front of him, and a sneer appeared.
Qiu Lin looked at the unscathed Cangluo Feng with a cold face, took a slow breath, and said coldly: "At this time, you are indeed very strong, but I believe that the power of overdraft will always have a price, my strength belongs to me, but your strength does not belong to you!
The corners of Qiu Lin's mouth pulled slightly, his robe waved suddenly, and several red rays burst out from his sleeves, and these red rays were scattered all over the sky, attacking the twilight and maple together.
Cang Dusk Luofeng, who looked extremely calm, only he knew how serious the injuries in his body were.
If it goes on like this, don't take a moment, even if Qiu Lin doesn't kill him, he won't be able to live.
If you really can't survive, it's better to give it a go!
Fearless!