readx;? A trace of gray mist flashed in the pupils of Yin Wuyan, and there was a rich color of vicissitudes in it, I don't know how many reincarnations it has experienced, and there is a mismatch with its age. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I sighed secretly in my heart, looking at the black sword fetus in Ying Xuan's hand, there was an inexplicable attraction, indescribable, I only knew that this sword fetus would be won by myself, and I vaguely felt that it had a great effect on myself.

Looking at the vicissitudes of age in Yin Wuya's eyes, Ying Xuan was a little delusional for a while, and he only felt that the person in front of him seemed to be an old monster.

Especially the greedy color in his eyes, which made De Ying Xuan faintly frightened, although the gray long knife had been refined into a black sword fetus, but it seemed that there was some kind of faint connection between it and Yin Wuyan, which was too terrifying.

"Quick Fix!"

Yin Wuya's eyes narrowed, and he said to a few treacherous disciples behind him, and when a few people heard the order, they immediately stepped forward to surround You Jinming and the others, and they were in a scuffle.

Yin Wuya slowly paced towards Ying Xuan, there was no existence of Ying Xuan in his eyes, and the world in front of him was only the black sword fetus.

Seeing that he had successfully taken away Yin Wuyan, You Jinming's face showed a hint of joy, after all, Yin Wuyan's strength was too shocking, and against the rest of the disciples of the treacherous and dry stream, with their own numbers, they would inevitably not be able to fight.

"Fellow Daoist, you support for a while, and we'll come to help you as soon as we're done!"

You Jinming shouted at Ying Xuan, and knew that Ying Xuan was pulled into the water by himself, but he also hoped that he could drag it for a while, but now he was a grasshopper on a rope.

"If you hand over the sword in your hand now, I will let you go. ”

Yin Wuya finally came to his senses, smiled at Ying Xuan, with a look of charity, and did not put Ying Xuan in his eyes, for him, it seemed to be nothing.

"If you have the ability, you can get it!"

Ying Xuan said in a cold voice, although he didn't want to face Yin Wuyan, but when he met at this moment, seeing Yin Wuyan's eyes, Ying Xuan knew that it was inevitable, and if he didn't get his own sword fetus, he would definitely not give up.

In this case, he may have to be beheaded again!

"Hehe, then you see if I have the ability!"

Yin Wuya was also amused by Ying Xuan's words, no one dared to speak to himself like this for a long time, his tone was so rampant, not to mention a stinky kid.

At this moment, the yin is endless, and it is no longer the yin and endless of the past, and in terms of its psychological age, I am afraid that it is still older than the old monster of the treacherous and withered stream.

Boom!

As soon as Ying Xuan's black sword tire came out, a crisp sword roar first erupted, and then the wind aura gathered by the five qi Chaoyuan array erupted into a whimpering sound, which complemented the whistling yin wind.

A sword swung out, simply uniform, which contained the essence of Yunfei's sword technique, had been turned into his own use by Ying Xuan, a black match, like a black lightning, blooming in the void, and like the void opened a black hollow, as if he wanted to choose people to eat.

Yin Wuya faced this brazen blow, his face was not moved, but simply stretched out a finger, this finger seemed to be able to support the heavens and the earth, a silent finger light, swish, as if a meteor cut through the nine heavens, disappeared in front of him in an instant.

Ying Xuan's black sword and finger light collided, and did not erupt into any earth-shattering sound, but silently, and then disappeared and dissipated, being completely corroded.

Bang!

Ying Xuan stepped heavily, and the whole person turned into a humanoid demon beast, and with every step, the ground cracked like spider silk, which showed the strength of his physical body.

The sound of thumping footsteps was like the sound of war drums beating, and it was like a thunderstorm explosion above the nine heavens, knocking on everyone's hearts.

Although he didn't run the streamer, but with only the strength of his physical body, Ying Xuan's speed was not to be underestimated, and in an instant, he was in front of Yin Wuyan, the black sword tire swept across, and the whimpering sword roar broke out again.

The spiritual power poured into the black sword fetus, Cui moved the formation runes on the sword tire, and the five qi ran wildly towards the Yuan Array, disturbing the yin wind here, and a sword swung out, like a crazy hurricane, raging towards the Yin Boundless.

The sand and gravel in the sky were swept up by the crazy hurricane, and the ruins and ruins of this place were also swept by the hurricane, which showed the power of the black sword tire bursting out.

When You Jinming heard the sound on the side, he couldn't help but look sideways, and saw Ying Xuan's black sword fetus dancing, as if dancing a black dragon, roaring towards Yin Wuyan, and couldn't help but show a solemn look, and then he was happy.

The stronger Ying Xuan's strength is, it is not a bad thing for them, and maybe there is a real chance to persecute the people of the treacherous stream and tell the truth about this trip.

Yin Wuya's eyes couldn't help revealing a hint of amusement, with a hint of admiration, as if he was learning from a junior, no matter how domineering and strong the other party's strength was, there was always a kind of confidence in mastery.

This kind of look made Ying Xuan extremely displeased, and he secretly snorted coldly in his heart.

Yin Wuyan ten fingers play continuously, extremely elegant and calm, as if caressing the fingers on the guqin, playing the wonderful notes in the world.

The gray finger light exuded an aura of decay, and even the void seemed to be a little distorted, and the sneering sound continued to emit out, constantly colliding with Ying Xuan's black sword tire.

The formation runes on the black sword tire shone brightly, and the whining and choking wind aura continued to sweep, scattering the endless finger light.

But it is inevitable that there will be scattered gray air currents, touching the black sword fetus, Ying Xuan's spiritual power turned, and continued to dance away, but he didn't notice that every time he touched, there was a gray mist integrated into the sword fetus.

"The strength is more than a step stronger than before!"

The more he fought to win Xuan, the more frightened he became, and he had fought with Yin Wuya before, it was in the Yinque Forbidden Land, everyone was in the altar of the main hall, and a scuffle broke out for the crescent moon jade.

At that time, the gray long knife in his hand woke up, and the long knife crawling with rust broke out with a shocking gray light, and the rust pieces fell off, revealing the blade, which was strong, but it was still not as terrifying as it is now.

It's just a ten-finger flick, which seems to be relaxed and casual, calm, and does not have the slightest sense of difficulty, but the strength that erupts is more amazing than the gray long knife used before.

Yin Wuya was also a little surprised in his heart, but he didn't expect that the strength of this kid in front of him was not weak, especially the black sword fetus, every time he touched it, it made Yin Wuya's heart shock, as if there was something in the sword fetus, constantly calling himself, and people couldn't help but want to get closer.

The speed of the fingers couldn't help but speed up, the sound of sizzling continued to emit out, and the finger light in the air converged, as if it was raining gray majestic rain, and every drop of rain was as thick as a thumb, densely packed, and flooded towards Yingxuan.

Seeing the gray finger light in front of him, dense, like fine rain, all connected into a gray light curtain, the corrosive meaning in it made Ying Xuan's heart a little uncomfortable.

Wielding the black sword fetus, I only felt that it was becoming more and more weight-bearing, and I was a little powerless, and there seemed to be something awakening inside, and the black sword fetus became a little heavy.

Ying Xuan drank in a deep voice, and the muscles in his arms began to bulge, like bursts of mountains and mountains, stretching endlessly, even majestic.

There are even more green tendons bursting out on it, blood spurting, and the battle blood on his body is boiling, although the Kiss Treasure Technique and the Fox Treasure Technique are obviously unusable, but they can't prohibit Ying Xuan from using the power of the body.

Although there are few physical cultivations that take the path of the flesh, they are not rare, and even if they show the power of the flesh, they will not reveal their identity.

The physical strength on his arm skyrocketed, and when Ying Xuan swung the black sword fetus again, he could only see a vague black shadow, which flashed in front of him.

The speed and strength are unimaginable, like a dark cloud, shrouded in front of the body, resisting the dense flying finger light.

The sound of sneering continued to erupt, and the gray mist unconsciously seeped into the black sword fetus, as if some unknown change had occurred, but Ying Xuan wielded it more and more wildly.

Even if the black sword fetus weighs as much as a thousand pounds, but under Ying Xuan's physical strength, it is nothing, and when the black sword fetus dances, it not only turns into a black dark cloud that covers the sky and the sun.

It's more like a black dragon, constantly churning and speeding in the dark clouds, and the hideous dragon head opens its bloody mouth, swallowing the submerged finger light one by one, and then wreaks havoc towards the end.

Feeling the momentum of Ying Xuan's rising momentum, as well as the boiling blood of battle, Yin Wuya gradually put away his somewhat contemptuous expression, revealing a hint of interesting looks, as if he had just noticed that the person in front of him was different.

To be able to have such a physical achievement at this age, the future is absolutely extraordinary, and I don't know how the little doll in front of me cultivates and has such an achievement.

You Jinming suddenly saw that in the direction of Ying Xuan, there was a huge shadow, and the power of the flesh was instilled down, and the five qi on the black sword tire were whimpering even more towards the wind aura absorbed by the Yuan Array, and the momentum was huge.

Even they felt a little depressed, as if what Ying Xuan was wielding at the moment was not a black sword fetus, but an ancient mountain, and the momentum was uncomfortably depressed.

"I didn't expect this person to be so strong!"

You Jinming felt this momentum, his eyes changed a little, if it was replaced by himself, he would definitely not be able to please under Ying Xuan, and he didn't know when such a character appeared, it should not be a nameless person.

Those treacherous disciples felt the horror of Ying Xuan, and their faces couldn't help but change color, and they all gasped, this person's physical strength was definitely not inferior to the disciples of the three families and seven sects, and to a certain extent, it was even more faintly superior.

Even, being able to try to compete with the demons of the three families and seven sects is definitely among the top among the many monks who entered the ancient battlefield this time.

Ying Xuan didn't see everyone's expressions, he only felt that his blood was boiling at the moment, the black sword fetus in his hand was becoming more and more heavy, and he was wielding it more and more hard, but it was also becoming more and more surging.

It was as if the wheel smashed a huge mountain, constantly collapsing towards Yin Wuyan, and the Hand Taiyin Heart Sutra and Hand Shao Yin Heart Sutra in the body were even more boiling, and there was a rumbling sound in the body, as if an endless source of power was poured into Ying Xuan's arms.

The momentum was terrifying, and Ying Xuan's face was full of madness.

"Huh?"

Yin Wuya let out a startled sigh, feeling that Ying Xuan's momentum was not only rising, but also the strength of his physical body began to climb continuously, and there was a loud rumbling sound in his body, as if there were two collapsing Nu rivers, roaring in his body, rampage.

Every time the black sword tire is wielded, it is as heavy as a thousand catties, it is injured when it is touched, and it is dead when it is knocked, and even Yin Wuyan does not dare to fight with the black sword tire at this time.

Ying Xuan has abandoned the so-called sword moves, the so-called sword tricks, and has turned into a humanoid demon beast, only knowing the crazy wheel smashing.

Yin Wuya was finally a little dignified, but he didn't expect to underestimate this person, and his face couldn't help but show a trace of ruthlessness, and even a trace of ruthlessness.

The handprints are extremely complicated, sometimes like a lotus blooming, sometimes like a butterfly wearing flowers, sometimes like a raging fire, ever-changing.

Gray air currents wrapped around Yin Wuyan's fingers, like a shrunken snake, swallowing clouds and spitting mist at the fingertips.

The Teng snake is constantly changing, becoming more and more vivid, and a pair of eyes above the head exude a cold chill, and two points of cold are looming, extremely smart.

Yin Wuyan flipped his fingers, and then pushed towards Ying Xuan, only to see the Teng snake seemed to spit out the devouring snake stamen, and with a whoosh, it passed through the void.

exuded a strong corrosive aura, and it was full of evil and poison, which made De Yingxuan feel a little palpitating at the same time, but also faintly sensed a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere.

But he didn't have time to think about it, Teng Snake came directly to his eyebrows, like cold electricity, and he arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Ying Xuan let out a deep sigh, the black sword placenta smashed up, his arms burst out with green tendons, and he held the sword in both hands, splitting the mountains with his strength, and slashed towards the Teng Snake force.

There was no sound, silently, Ying Xuan was even prepared, thinking that Teng Snake would change direction, and had already thought of a move.

But Teng Snake went straight into the black sword fetus, which made Ying Xuan's heart startled, raised his eyes to look at the black sword fetus, and sensed it in his hand, instantly shocked and inexplicable.

I don't know when it began, the sword fetus was already filled with gray mist airflow, and when it fought with Yin Wuya before, most of the power of that strange finger light seeped into the sword fetus.

What made De Ying Xuan feel even more terrifying was that the spirit snake transformed by the gray air current, as soon as it entered the gray sword fetus, it drilled fiercely into the depths of the sword fetus, as if with a color of excitement, as if something was echoing each other from afar.

"Remnant!"

Ying Xuan's pupils shrank sharply, and he instantly figured out what was in the black sword fetus, which could sense such a corrosive evil intent.

"Isn't the remnant spirit sealed by Master Ji? Why is there such a mutation?!"

The vicious eyes of the remnant spirit, Ying Xuan still vividly remembered, this evil spirit, made him have some palpitations, when Yin Wuya used the gray long knife before, it seemed to be controlled by the remnant spirit like a demonic barrier, Ying Xuan still can't forget, he doesn't want to be like Yin Wuya, lose his autonomy. (To be continued.) )