Zhao Wusuan on the side was also completely shocked. This is a joke, Zhao Wushu is known as seven steps and one calculation, and everything is missed, but he definitely didn't expect that Yan Zhen could actually use such a terrifying sword flow, and twenty kinds of sword intents were integrated into one sword.

Zhao Wusuan suddenly thought of what Yan Zhen said before: "Four times, four times, this is a full four times, damn, I'm really annoyed, Zhao Wusuan, are you tired of playing all kinds of calculations every day." Today I will not make any calculations, I will use my strength to break the skill. Crush everything with absolute force, no matter what intrigues you have. ”

At that time, Zhao Wusuan was still a little unreasonable about this sentence, thinking that Yan Zhen was completely bragging.

But now, Zhao Wusuan can be considered to have figured it out, so it seems that Yan Zhen may not be bragging. If swordsmanship can reach this point, it is indeed possible to crush it. Zhao Wusuan calculated very much, was there any way to break Yan Zhen, but for a while, he could figure out what way.

His feather fan shook faster and faster.

His heart became more and more unsettled.

However, he still didn't think of a way.

In his mind, the words "Breaking the Skill" flashed from time to time, which was quite ironic.

And the other demon cultivators on Fengyun Mountain were also in a state of complete shock. Damn, what are you kidding, twenty kinds of sword intent are fused into one sword, this is not popular in the era when fifteen or sixteen kinds of sword intent are fused into one sword, what kind of concept is this, I can't even think of it.

Yan Zhen is really against the sky.

......

In the middle of the field, Yan Zhen's battle against Dugu Zi and the mouse fell into a temporary stop.

In Dugu Zimouse's eyes, there was an almost crazy smile: "Haha, it's not easy to kill me, I'm mad at myself." After saying this, his whole body burned with extremely powerful energy, and this energy was earth-shattering. Dugu Zirat is a very confident and arrogant person, even if the other party is strong, he is not afraid or fearless, and uses the strongest strength to deal with the battle. The lone lone mouse, never surrenders, never escapes, does not give up, does not give in, and does not admit defeat.

Yan Zhen naturally saw this, but Yan Zhen also laughed: "If you don't admit defeat, then let's have a good fight to see who is strong and who is weak." Yan Zhen's whole body also released endless fighting spirit, tired of playing with intrigues and tricks, and finally could fight happily again.

Yan Zhen once again scattered the Great Evil King into five handles.

On each handle, the strongest sword intent is attached.

Twenty kinds of sword intent are activated.

If you are mad, I will be mader than you.

If you are tyrant, I will be more tyrant than you.

If you are proud, I will be more proud than you.

If you are a cow, I will be better than you.

If you hang, I will hang more than you.

This is the sword flow of the sword god from heaven to earth, the sword flow of the only one, the first sword flow in the world.

Yan Zhen completely integrated his own beliefs into this sword, with endless domineering domineering, and attacked directly with an absolute domineering posture. Bombarded the mad sword stream that burned with fighting spirit in Dugu Zimo. The sword god sword flow used the sun blazing fire divine weapon to cut through the luxury of the ice of the mystical ice for thousands of years, and slashed it hard, boom, break.

This time, Yan Zhen won again, and Yan Zhen also knew that Dugu Zimouse would not escape. Yan Zhen didn't use other sword flows, he urged the sword god sword flow again, and once again fought with the mad sword flow of Dugu Zimouse, without any tricks. In this kind of battle, the hard is the strength to fight hard, the hard is the courage, the hard is the will, and the fight is crazy. On these, Yan Zhen, who has gone through countless battles, will not be worse than Dugu Zirat at all.

Fight!

Fight again!

Keep fighting!

This is already the fifth Sword God Sword Flow, and in the past five battles, Yan Zhen has gained the upper hand. At this time, Yan Zhen squatted slightly with his feet, holding the Great Evil King in his hands, and looked at his opponent Dugu Zi Rat in a posture that leaned forward slightly and could explode at any time. At this time, Dugu Zizi's shirt had already burst, revealing a body full of explosive muscles, and at the same time, there were multiple bursts of blood all over his body, his breath was very unstable, and his breathing was light and heavy, but his will was still very firm.

Yan Zhen admires Dugu Zimo, who is still fighting so frantically at such a time. But admiring the opponent but killing the opponent, there will never be the slightest hand, this is the battle of men. Yan Zhen held the Great Evil King in his hand, and once again used the Sword God Sword Flow.

Roar, roar, roar, unleash the strongest force, impact, attack.

Rumble!

Yan Zhen once again swung out the sixth Sword God Sword Stream. The Sword God Sword Flow is actually quite consumed, and when the sixth Sword God Sword Flow is used in ordinary times, Yan Zhen's state will also decline a little. But today, when he encountered an opponent like Dugu Zimouse, his state did not decline in the slightest. Yan Zhen only felt cool, endlessly cool. War, endless war. The sixth Sword God Sword Flow even played a little beyond the level, crashing away the opponent's equally powerful attack, and then deeply pierced the heart of Dugu Zirat with an endless domineering posture.

Everything came to a halt in an instant.

Dugu Zirat looked at Yan Zhen and laughed: "Hahahaha, this battle was fought happily, and it was not unjust to lose, and it was not unjust to die." After Dugu Zimo finished speaking, he picked up the wine and drank it with a coo.

Some of the wine was left behind his beard, soaking his clothes.

After taking a sip of Dugu Zimouse, he looked at his own sword: "Crazy sword, crazy sword, you have been fighting with me for so many years, I lost today, but I lost hard, you probably fought happily, after today, you will accompany me under the Yellow Spring with such a crazy sword." ”

Dugu Zi Mouse poured a jar of wine on the sword, and it seemed that he was actually feeding the sword wine.

After Dugu Zirat finished saluting his sword, he took out a jar of wine, slapped open the mud seal, and drank it cooingly. He drank happily for a while, but at some point, the wine had stopped, but his people did not move, and they did not take out the wine again.

Looking at it again, although Dugu Zimo's eyes widened, and although his mouth made it look like he was receiving wine, his breath had long stopped, and his demeanor stopped when he was drinking, but the person was already dead.

Yan Zhen looked at the death of the Dugu Mouse, and couldn't help but praise it in his heart, this Dugu Mouse, it is very interesting. His younger brother Dugu Twelve is a demon cultivator who has exhausted all kinds of despicable means, Zhao Wu is a sinister and cunning demon cultivator, and Dugu Zirat is a heroic demon cultivator. It seems that not all demon cultivators are bad, but there are still a small number of demon cultivators who are quite good.