"Roaring ......"

There was a shocking dragon roar, and a little golden light appeared on the hilt of the sword soul. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Immediately after, the dragon head of a divine steed suddenly appeared, coiling around the sword soul and coming out, and the golden dragon body was dazzling against the black sword soul.

After the true dragon appeared, the sword soul trembled slightly, and directly slashed at the impermanent chopstick soul.

The soul of the Stegosaurus was even more directly open with its bloody mouth open, biting towards the illusion.

"Hmph, even if you are a sword-type soul, I don't believe that your soul is as strong as me!!"

Illusion roared, the soul changed, more than a dozen chopsticks end to end, and then the wind was good, and when it was connected with the sword soul of Zhang Yang, it had already turned into a stick three feet long and three inches thick.

The stick was horizontal, blocking the flamboyant sword soul, but it was bitten by the golden dragon soul on the sword soul, and the dragon soul's head swayed wildly, wanting to tear it off.

However, with a simple turn of the stick, the dragon soul and the sword soul were knocked down at the same time.

After the sword soul trembled, it quickly retreated to open the distance. The multicolored orbs located at the hilt of the sword lit up, and the colorful light of the entire sword body shone brightly, and bursts of mysterious fluctuations emanated out, overwhelming the sky.

"Huh?"

The illusory soul suddenly felt a strong sense of blockage, a feeling he was no stranger to, and he had also encountered such a situation in the pursuit of Zhang Yang not long ago.

"It turns out that your soul has always been ......"

As soon as the long stick was erected, it suddenly split into three, and three became nine.

Nine identical long sticks "dripped" and turned, stirring the surrounding air, and nine whirlpools were formed in turn, and the long stick was in the center of the whirlpool.

For a time, the wind was surging, and the momentum was quite huge. It seems to be to shatter this space and break the shackles of Zhang Xuan's spiritual power.

"Interesting !!"

The sword soul rolled in with colorful light, and there was a posture of never flinching.

"Whew!"

The sword soul was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed the distance between him and Illusory, and stabbed towards the vortex in the middle.

"Convergence !!"

Seeing the sword soul attacking, the nine whirlpools instantly merged into one, turning into a huge whirlpool with a diameter of more than ten zhang, as if it wanted to devour all the enemies who came to attack.

And the sword soul formed a huge multicolored semicircle with its spiritual power, and rushed forward fearlessly. Both of them are full of confidence in their soul skills and vow to crush each other.

"Bang ......"

The two collided, and the terrifying void fluctuations spread, and all the trees around them shattered in response.

The flamboyant sword soul instinct surged into the soul with a strong suction force, constantly dragging itself, wanting to suck his soul towards the bottomless abyss.

At the same time, Zhang Yang had a feeling that once the sword soul was sucked into the vortex of the illusory soul, it would really be a day when he would never turn over, not only would the soul be trapped in a completely unknown place, but the physical body in reality would also be occupied by the impermanence.

"Give me !! town"

The light on the spiritual power bead became more and more brilliant, and the colorful light even covered the sword soul itself.

Under the resistance of Zhang Yang's spiritual power, the illusory soul vortex is also a thousand difficulties to support.

The advantage of illusion is that the strength is much higher than Zhang Yang, and the soul power is naturally not comparable to that of a fledgling hairy boy like Zhang Yang. And Zhang Yang is born under the tempering of the soul of the sword, and at the same time embeds spiritual power and gets the benefit of the dragon soul with the sword.

One is advantageous in quantity, and the other is more prosperous in quality.

"This kid has a strange supernatural power, if I don't kill him today, when he grows a little in the future, I will die without a place to be buried!!"

Seeing Zhang Yang performing strange secret techniques one after another, Phantom Impermanence naturally felt resentment in his heart, and at the same time, his killing intent towards Zhang Yang also reached the extreme.

"Soul Breaker !!"

A strange scene appeared, the tail of the illusory long stick soul was suddenly broken, and the broken "short stick" flickered, and it was already close to the flamboyant sword soul.

"Soul Burst!! Soul Storm !!"

The "short stick" exploded violently, forming a soul storm that was not too big or small.

Although this soul storm did not cover the power of the sky and the sun, it suddenly appeared when Zhang Yang was fighting against the impermanence, and for Zhang Yang, it was no less than the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The soul storm slammed into the sword soul, and the balance of the entire sword soul, including spiritual power and dragon soul blessings, was broken. Zhang Yang instantly felt that his whole soul was a little muddy, and even his consciousness was not so clear.

The originally steady sword soul trembled violently, and the semicircular shield supported by spiritual power also showed a hint of instability. And all of this was seen by the illusion, and this was exactly what he wanted to see.

In the vortex of the illusory soul, the long stick suddenly rushed out at a phantom speed, and hit the tip of the sword soul heavily.

The sword soul trembled, and the sharp pain that seemed to be the soul about to collapse entered Zhang Yang's consciousness. Zhang Yang could no longer suppress the current scene, fortunately, after the illusory long stick attacked, the whirlpool that made Zhang Yang full of uneasiness also disappeared, otherwise at that moment, Zhang Yang's sword soul might fall into a place of no return.

Although the worst did not happen, as an opponent who was about to put himself to death at any time, Illusion would never miss this good opportunity. Taking advantage of the moment when Zhang Yang's sword soul was unstable, the long stick struck out again and again, and slapped it fiercely on the sword soul one after another.

The sword soul rolled and flew out, Zhang Yang's consciousness was confused, and he couldn't organize an effective resistance at all, let alone fight back.

Soon, the aura of the sword soul of Zhang Yang withered, and the spiritual power slowly retracted into the ball, and the dragon soul was gone.

And the illusory long stick soul is becoming more and more courageous, for him, if he can exchange a small part of the soul price for Zhang Yang's life for self-detonation, it is also a very worthwhile thing.

............

"Am I going to die here today......"

"Is this the end of my martial arts career......

"Won't you ever see Little Fat Man, Master, and Belle again......"

Just as the flamboyant soul was slowly sinking and the consciousness was gradually dissipating, a general trend of unyielding to death and unbending awakened from the deepest part of the soul.

"No, I can't die! I haven't fulfilled my dream yet, I want to stand on top of the world, I want to explore the ultimate meaning of martial arts! I can't die, I want to find Belle, I can't let Belle wait for me year after year!! I can't die !!"

A black light suddenly flashed on the sword soul, and then the entire sword soul was filled with black light, and an invincible momentum of smashing confusion, breaking through all obstacles, and killing gods and Buddhas when encountering gods and killing Buddhas slowly rose from the flamboyant sword soul.

This momentum follows the principles of heaven and earth, and stands proudly in the void with the supreme god of breaking ten thousand laws.

In a moment, the entire space was filled with endless sword momentum, and Illusion seemed to see that everything in time was a sword, and these swords were all pointed at him.

"Sword ???"