Chapter 425: Three-Person Battle (Medium)

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Syllable!

Time froze abruptly for about a second. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoBut only a very small number of people who stand outside their fate know that it is not time that stands still for a second. Instead, it disappeared for a second, silently, without a trace. It was directly inflated by Xiao Feng's huge palm power.

The bright yellow palm became extremely clear, and every palm print on it could be seen clearly. An even greater pressure was suppressed from the top of their heads, and the bodies of Gu Chuanxia and Song Que were slightly rickety. Under such pressure, they are still struggling to support their backbone. In other words, if it is an ordinary person, even if it is a strong person, I am afraid that he has already collapsed to the ground and cannot get up.

"Click..."

There was a subtle click, and suddenly, the sound spread. Just above the heads of Gu Chuanxia and Song Que, the space could no longer withstand such a heavy pressure, and began to crack in large areas.

The battlefield is truly overlapping with the arena of the Ten Thousand Worlds Martial Arts Competition. In the void, Ryuuji continued to grasp the power of the dream world, frantically filling it, and three other dragons were also acting at the same time to help Ryuuji stabilize together.

Without hesitation, Gu Chuanxia raised the mountain and sea sword and stabbed it out.

A sword is a word, this sword is the way one, the beginning of ten thousand swords.

The sword light pierced through the black hole, penetrated the bright yellow giant palm, and struck the back of the bright yellow giant palm. There was a muffled grunt, followed by an even more violent roar. Xiao Feng was injured, but the injured Xiao Feng was even more dangerous, but all the warriors in the Kyushu Chaos Domain knew that Xiao Feng became more and more brave and injured more and more, and he couldn't be measured by the situation of a normal person at all.

"It's a good ten thousand swords to start, one sword by one. ā€

Xiao Feng's chest was covered with a bright red blood flower, and the violent expression on his face fused with an abnormal excitement, which looked particularly terrifying. This is Xiao Feng's true face, he is a well-known hero, but he has always been different from a thorough hero like Guo Jing, and there are still fierce and brutal factors buried in his bones.

With a ferocious and ferocious aura.

A fierce palm struck at Gu Chuanxia and Song Que at the same time, and where the bright yellow palm passed, the space was shattered. The palm force rolled up a spatial storm and swept towards the two of them, and for a moment, they suddenly felt that the distance to death was just so close. They have even forgotten that this is in the world of dreams, and even death is not the real end.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the violent, almost indestructible palm wind was blocked.

The long knife in Song Que's hand continued to tremble, and the Heavenly Dao Bell that his sword light had conjured up was shattering and cracking slightly.

"Good knife! Come again!" Xiao Feng threw himself towards Song Que, the excitement on his face darkened.

Boom!

Song Que's knife and Xiao Feng's palm collided violently again. This impact directly erupted into an earth-shattering loud sound, and huge energy ripples spread out like a series of lightning swarms, and then hit the surrounding space heavily, causing the surrounding space to shake for a while.

As soon as the palm fell, Song Que took three steps back in a row and the space collapsed, and a pitch-black empty space the size of a zhang appeared, this kind of pure darkness made people's scalps tingle when they saw it. The power of this palm and a knife has directly penetrated the scope of the space black hole and gone straight into the netherworld. If someone falls into this dark and empty space, he will never be able to live beyond the dead.

Gu Chuanxia only felt that his heart was beating faster, and the fight between Song Que and Xiao Feng had broken the dream world, directly intervened in reality, and introduced some of the fundamentals of reality into the dream world.

But at this moment, Gu Chuanxia also felt that the reality of the dream world was a little more. Falling into the collision of such powerful forces, it is extremely beneficial to the dream world to forcibly connect reality with the dream world. No longer hesitating, Gu Chuanxia also swung his sword and pounced, and stabbed directly at Xiao Feng and Song Que at the same time.

Born two!

The two sword qi spread overwhelmingly, one as clear as cloud smoke pointed directly at Song Que, and the other was as turbid as dust sprinkled towards Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng roared, and the green tendons on his arms were exposed one by one, like old tree vines. And the sleeves on Song Que's arms not only exploded, but there was also a trace of blood, which burst out of the pores, dyeing the entire arm bright red.

Obviously, the sword of Gu Chuanxia also brought them a lot of pressure. Of course, Gu Chuanxia was not easy, under the combined blow of Xiao Feng's palm power and Song Que's knife qi, his chest was obviously a little sunken, which was hit by Xiao Feng's palm, and there was a long blood mark on his left arm, which was a wound cut by Song Que's knife.

A pure origin power that seemed to be blessed by the Heavenly Dao itself flowed into Song Que's hand into the long knife in his hand, and the blade was shining, turning the will of heaven into a sharp blade.

"Slash!"

The sudden sword light made Gu Chuanxia and Xiao Feng stunned at the same time, and even the cold hairs on their bodies stood up in vain, in this seemingly ordinary sword light, they felt a power that they had never felt before, that power with an absolute aura of destruction.

Xiao Feng did not hold it up, no longer attacked, but waved his palm, arranged the layers of power in front of him, and turned it into a barrier.

And the figure of the ancient legend of the ghost appeared in front of Song Que with a bang, and a sword was divided into three, this sword seemed to be a sword of the true ancient sect to turn into three Qing, and it also seemed to be the ancestral Taiyue Sanqing Peak of Huashan, but more importantly, among these three swords, there are infinite possibilities, and it seems to be able to turn into any swordsmanship in this world at any time.

With such a swift offensive, even Song Que was a little caught off guard, but he didn't care what Gu Chuanxia did. His knife continued to run in its original trajectory.

At this point, it's useless to think more.

"Bang!"

Without any obstacles, Song Que's knife easily split all the obstacles laid by Xiao Feng, and then under Xiao Feng's hideous face, it slashed his thick palm.

The huge energy formed a strange void storm, which exploded in the horrified eyes of countless people, and then swept the entire sky.

The storm swept in, and the space that had been re-stabilized naturally couldn't withstand the pressure, and with a bang, it burst open, and the sword light and sword qi began to overflow, and many warriors were affected by the aftermath of the battle, and they died in an instant, and they could only be reincarnated.

Under the sweep of the energy storm, as long as his life has not been broken, even if he is a good hand at integrating inside and outside, he has to quickly retreat to avoid being affected and dying for no reason. Although dying in the dream world is not really dead, it is also a very grinding thing to wait for the dream body to grow up again.

For a while, the entire Ten Thousand Worlds Martial Arts Tournament was full of screams, fleeing figures, and martial artists who refused to leave even if they might be killed by the aftermath.

Most of these warriors who refused to leave were from the heavens and worlds, but a small number were natives of the dream world itself. They only have one life, and if they die, they really don't exist.

But it is this small group of people, if they do not die today, there will inevitably be a climate in the coming day, and they will gradually be able to support the backbone of the entire dream world.

(To be continued.) )