readx;? Chapter 690 Seven Jiaozi Mother Sword

Just like the Liangyi Demon Lord, he hit a golden man besieging him with a big trick, ping-pong punched hundreds of punches, and added more than a dozen combos, which made a spark brilliant and passionate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIf it was an ordinary third-grade grand master, he would have been shattered a long time ago.

But what about this golden figure, except for the large pieces of bronze debris falling from his body, bursting out of countless sparks, and his footsteps were a little unsteady. Still yelling "You are the wind, I am the sand", while lingering and attacking to the end of the world!

When encountering this kind of unbeatable construct, it is as strong as Liangyi, Sancai, and Four Phases and Three Demon Lords, and it will not be able to get out of the Jinren encirclement for a while!

Seeing that the four battle groups could not distinguish the winner for a while, Qin Lingyu relaxed a little.

She said it easily in front of her disciples just now, but she was still a little apprehensive in her heart.

Of course, she didn't pay attention to the Four Demon Lords, and she could let them go with one hand. But the One Yuan Demon Lord is at the same level as her, and she is an old martial saint who has been famous for more than sixty years, and her experience and skill are far superior to her, even if she is confident that she can defeat One Yuan, it is not a matter of time to distinguish the winner and loser.

If she is entangled by One Yuan, and the other four Demon Lords deal with her disciples, then things will really be a big deal. Although the secret room under her small courtyard is hidden, it may not be able to hide from the search of the Four Demon Lords.

Now that the Four Demon Lords are entangled by the Golden Man, then she only needs to win the One Yuan Demon Lord before the Four Demon Lords destroy the Golden Man, and she can lock in the victory!

"Seven Jiao ......" Qin Lingyu took off the black wooden box, stroked the dragon patterns on the wooden box, and muttered: "It's up to you to deal with a first-grade martial saint......

In the face of the veteran martial saint who has been famous for many years, Qin Lingyu's "Seven Jiaozi Mother Sword", which is rarely unsheathed, must also be unsheathed!

She looked to the southeast. In that direction, there was a murderous aura that was as rich as substance, slowly approaching her!

The pace of the One-Yuan Demon Lord on the island is not fast. Although the ambush of the golden people was beyond his expectations, he knew that those strange golden people only had the upper hand for a while. After a long time, their brothers will be able to destroy the Jinren.

Yiyuan stepped on the surface of the lake and slowly walked towards the Hidden Immortal Island.

With each step he took, his momentum increased by one point, and his skill increased by one level. When he approached Hidden Immortal Island, his momentum and skill had already been condensed to the peak!

He stepped out and stepped on the land of Hidden Immortal Island.

Rumble!

Loud thunder!

One Yuan's seemingly random step, stepping on the Hidden Immortal Island, actually stepped out of a thunderous explosion!

In the explosion, the entire Hidden Immortal Island trembled, as if an earthquake had occurred. And on the Hidden Immortal Lake, there are even more ripples, jumping out of the splash!

Boom Boom Boom ...... The thunderous roar sounded one after another, and Yiyuan took a big stride, every step made a loud sound, every step shook the Hidden Immortal Island, and every step set off ripples in the Hidden Immortal Lake!

One Yuan is like a troll, and wherever it passes, the ground cracks inch by inch, and the trees are crooked. Even some of the buildings that were close to him let out a squeaky groan, as if they could no longer withstand the continuous vibration, and they could not support it and fell to the ground!

His momentum alone is even more violent and magnificent than thousands of iron-armored heavy horsemen sprinting at the same time!

The martial saint duel is no longer a simple competition of skills and moves. Factors such as momentum, psychology and so on also played a very important role in the victory or defeat of the Battle of the Martial Saints.

A veteran is scheming and experienced. As soon as he came up, he was the first to take the lead, and he wanted to use the monstrous demonic flame and unparalleled momentum to overwhelm the new tender martial saint.

No matter how much he looked down on the new Nen Martial Saint, he didn't dare to say that he would definitely win easily.

After all, a martial saint is a martial saint, no matter how new and tender he is, he also has incredible power. To win a martial saint, the price to pay will never be less. If you want to win at a little less cost, then it is best to overwhelm the opponent in momentum from the beginning!

Yiyuan created a huge momentum, definitely not to waste his skills, let alone pretend to be b! Before the war, he wanted to overwhelm Qin Lingyu with his momentum, bring the rhythm of the battle into his control, and obtain the greatest victory at the lowest cost!

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

In the footsteps of the iron cavalry charging, the thunder rolling, and the ground surging waves, Yiyuan was like a raging troll, striding towards Qin Lingyu!

Qin Lingyu stood motionless on the roof, her eyes fixed on the One Yuan Demon Monarch who was getting closer and closer.

The momentum of the One-Yuan Demon Lord is very strong. The furious aura that rushed to his face was like a charge from more than a thousand iron cavalry groups, which could destroy everything that stood in front of him! It was like a mountain peak collapsing, smashing down on Qin Lingyu's head, about to smash her into a pulp.

If it is a low-level martial artist, he will be shocked to death by this momentum without attacking with one yuan. Even if it is a second-grade Asian saint, in the face of the momentum of Yiyuan to the peak, he will lose his fighting spirit and collapse without a fight!

But Qin Lingyu was unmoved. Qin Lingyu stood motionless on the roof, her eyes fixed on the One Yuan Demon Monarch who was getting closer and closer.

With the seed of divinity, she simply ignores all the oppression of momentum!

The god of martial arts, cultivate himself, be brave and diligent, and overcome obstacles. With its own strength to fight against the power of heaven and earth, the gods fall and the martial arts are immortal. The stronger you are, the more courageous you are, you will never admit defeat and never bow your head!

Even if a heaven-level martial artist can use absolute force to wipe out Qin Lingyu from spirit to **, he doesn't want to use only momentum to force her to bow her head!

The One Yuan Demon Lord took the lead and ...... in front of Qin Lingyu It's useless, it's white b!

"Qijiao!" When Yiyuan was less than a mile away from Qin Lingyu, Qin Lingyu slapped his palm on the wooden box and summoned out the spirit soldier cast by the martial god and once killed the gods-Qijiao Zimu Sword!

Rise...... In a high-pitched groan, a golden light burst out of the wooden box.

In the golden light, I saw seven golden dragon phantoms, entangled and twisted into a strand, combined into a strange-shaped sword!

The sword is four feet eight inches long, the handle is like a dragon's tail, and the sword body is actually column-shaped, with no edge and no blade. The surface of the blade is uneven, covered with golden scales the size of a fingernail. The tip of the sword is twisted into a strand by fourteen sharp corners, like a cone, and the shape is hideous and sacred.

Looking closely, this sword seems to be made of seven dragons. A big Jiao is located in the center, and six small Jiao are like stars holding the moon, climbing around the big Jiao's body, together forming this strange golden sword!

Seven Jiao out of the sheath, sword qi soaring into the sky!

The monstrous momentum of the One-Yuan Demon Lord, like an iron horse, like thunder, like a landslide, and like a surge, was rushed by the invisible sword qi, and it was actually shattered and dissipated!

The roaring thunder sound he made as he strode together was also violently chaotic when the Seven Jiao was unsheathed. It's like a big man beating a drum who has been punched in the head, and the rhythm of the drum is naturally scattered.

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