"Master Yan's nephew is lucky. ”

Chen Fusheng nodded, and raised Yan Chixia's evaluation again in his heart.

On that day in the capital, the red blood turned into a dragon, and then directly destroyed the true dragon magic body that he had easily obtained under the thunder tribulation.

Among them, the most precious dragon ball was collected by the prince of the dragon clan, and Yan Chixia harvested a dragon horn and refined it into her own Chixia sword.

The material of the Chixia Sword is already extraordinary, and the true dragon transformed by red blood is born from the fire in the Southern Ming Dynasty, and the Taoism is compatible, which is already a very rare opportunity.

But Chen Fusheng didn't expect Yan Chixia to have such good luck, and he actually inspired a little bit of the dragon clan's talent to come out.

Not only did the sword vaporize to form the state of a dragon, but there was also the sound of a dragon's groan.

Chen Fusheng can be described as an expert in this regard, and it can be seen at a glance that this dragon chant naturally has the wonderful effect of intimidating the mind and defeating the enemy.

If you change to a person who is not very firm in the Dao heart, you will have to vent your mind in advance under this dragon roar.

And outside of this Changhong, there are countless sword qi rippling like waves, and it is the sonic sword qi that comes with this dragon chant.

Compared with the amazing Baizhang Changhong, these sonic sword qi are formless, colorless, traceless, and the most difficult to guard against.

Although Yan Chixia failed to practice the superior swordsmanship of sword qi thunder sound, sword refining into silk, and instant swordsmanship like Chen Fusheng and Feng Wanli, this has this light and darkness, and they help each other, but they are not inferior to others.

When encountering a strong enemy, he only needs to release the dragon chant, and with the help of sound wave induction, he detects the omission in the operation of the opponent's protective mana, and the Chixia sword is slashed away with a sword, and there are really not many of the same level that can resist.

If it weren't for the fact that he wasn't good at music, his strength would have increased.

However, these are useless when faced with a strong wind.

He stood in the void, and his feet were empty. It's different from others who either retreat into the light or control magic weapons.

It wasn't even by virtue of the Jindan Realm floating in the air, but that he had trained his own Tianpeng Nine Transformation to the point of diving with the wind, and the six qi and eight winds were all under control.

Although the sound waves are formless and colorless, they always need a medium to transmit, and these subtle fluctuations cannot hide his induction at all.

As for which Baizhang Changhong, although the power is strong, as long as Yan Chixia has not practiced the sword qi thunder sound and breaks through the sound barrier at the speed of the sword, he will not be able to keep up with the changes in his body style.

One step out, the reappearance was already fifty zhang away, looking at the shocking rainbow, Feng Wanli smiled faintly, indescribable conceit, and pointed out.

Thirty-six rays of clear light appeared around his body, and then turned into a hundred zhang green rainbow, blocking his waist and slashing towards the red rainbow.

He had cultivated the sword qi thunder sound.

The blue and red rainbow light collapsed into a sky of fluorescent light, and then quickly retreated, fighting to a close end.

Feng Wanli's swordsmanship is even better, but the flying sword formed by his thirty-six feathers is still inferior to the Chixia Sword in terms of sharpness and hardness.

But he was not lost, the sword light jumped, and it was divided again around Yan Chixia's body, and then suddenly disappeared, when it reappeared. The orientation has been completely changed.

Instant swordsmanship.

Feng Wanli's swordsmanship cultivation has not yet reached the point where he can cast the instantaneous sword technique and the sword qi thunder sound at the same time, but he can switch back and forth between the two sword techniques, sometimes merging into one, casting the sword qi thunder sound and the Chixia sword to clash, and sometimes it is divided into thirty-six clear lights that jump in the void and constantly change directions.

If it weren't for the fact that he was limited to cultivation, there were only seven or eight sword lights that he could really manipulate when he used the instantaneous sword technique, and the others were just blind eyes, Yan Chixia would have been in a different place long ago.

The speed of the Wind Wanli Sword has just surpassed the speed of sound, and it is only a little faster than Yan Chixia's Chixia Sword. But just like that, the opportunity created by this point continued to accumulate, and it also forced Yan Chixia to constantly shrink the protective body and sword qi aperture. There is only the ability to parry, and there is no power to fight back.

Qingguang shook for a while, selling a flaw, as if to attract Yan Chixia to take the opportunity to make a sword.

Yan Chixia did not seek to attack, but instead withdrew the sword light and put on a posture of full protection.

Before cultivating, he had been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and had caught many vicious criminals, and he was extremely experienced.

However, the previous few times he had the intention to take the opportunity to implement this false flaw, but whenever this happened, every time his sword light was released, he would always take advantage of the situation to send back a strange will, and then his mind couldn't help but sway.

If it weren't for the continuous sound of the dragon's moan, I was afraid that I would have to take the opportunity to say.

However, Feng Wanli waited for his reaction, Yan Chixia withdrew the sword light around her body, it always took a moment, at this time, the qi and the qi were converging and agitating, and it was the weakest time.

Thirty-six clear lights suddenly merged, swallowed the sword qi, turned into a pillar of light, and smashed straight forward.

Chihong was shattered, the spirit of the flying sword was damaged, and under the backlash, Yan Chixia only felt that the turbidity in her chest was stagnant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and her body was still floating backwards under this great momentum.

An awe-inspiring killing intent rushed to her face, forcing Yan Chixia to not even shout "admit defeat", but Feng Wanli was unforgiving, thirty-six sword lights followed, and he didn't let it go, just a moment before he rushed to Yan Chixia's front door, crisscrossing and cutting it.

"Stop!"

As soon as Yan Chixia came on the field, Chen Fusheng raised Kunpeng's insight to the limit, seeing that Yan Chixia was in danger, he didn't want to think about it, so he hit the thing he was holding in his hand, and then turned into a streamer, pulling out countless afterimages, and also flew towards Yan Chixia.

Although Chen Fusheng has a lot of magic weapons, in terms of the speed of taking off and escaping, it is still necessary to count the wind and thunder wings.

The cold wind was agitated, the thunder was lingering, Chen Fusheng's speed increased by another three percent, and the last one came first, just one handle, and a great traction force was born from the palm of his hand, pulling Yan Chixia out of the sword net that was about to close in an impossible way.

With the circle of the other hand, there was a rainbow of white light wandering in the air, and the thirty-six clear lights disappeared without exception.

King Kong Zhuo.

Snare snare.

Since Feng Wanli snatched this vajra carving, Chen Fusheng accidentally discovered that in addition to being rigid and hard, indestructible, this bracelet also has a wonderful use, which can temporarily open up a small space when injecting mana.

This space has no other effect, that is, when facing the enemy, King Kong Zhuo can include the magic weapon released by the opponent with a turn of his pocket, temporarily suppress it, isolate it from the master's induction, and fight the method to occupy a special advantage.

However, this space is a temporary achievement, not stable, just a momentary effort to suppress it.

Seeing these thirty-six clear lights emerging from the air again, Chen Fusheng didn't speak, but just crossed over a wave of mana to help Yan Chixia disperse the depressed qi, and then looked at the wind Wanli, and said lightly: "Feng Daoyou, good swordsmanship." ”