"Sword moves the Eight Desolations!" Chen Shui's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his right hand was raised, and he probed through the air, and a spiritual light flew out, and the purple dragon near Jiang Yu bloomed with purple light, which was transformed by sword qi. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The surroundings immediately roared and shocked the sky, and in the midst of the roar, the distorted void, and the aura that swept in all directions suddenly spread, and the sword was terrifying.

Purple light flew, booming and spreading in all directions.

"This time, depending on how you dodge, one is locked by this sword, and it is difficult to dodge. Speaking of this, Chen Shui's face was quite proud, and he also looked at the purple dragon's gaze with affection and excitement.

"Although the old man is a monk of the Corpse Puppet Sect, he also has extraordinary talent in the way of the sword, this sword is made of the backbone of the dragon, called the Zijiao Sword, a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and the power is not bad......"

Jiang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, the dragon and phoenix blood in his body and the silent Sky Devouring Sword shook again, wanting to devour this sword.

The two vibrate, which means that the bloodline of this dragon is very unusual, if the essence inside is extracted, it may be able to improve the richness of the dragon and phoenix blood.

Moreover, Jiang Yu also had a wonderful feeling......

Thinking about it, the long sword flew in, and in an instant, Jiang Yu's brows were furrowed, the power of this sword is not bad, if you want to block it, you will definitely pay some price.

And this sword seems to be really as he said, it can lock on its own, and it is difficult for those who are locked to escape.

"Little Zai, you killed my dearest, do you know that there will be today!" The voice of the head of the Wang family echoed in the heavens and the earth.

"Thanks to Elder Chen, otherwise, killing this son will definitely pay some price!" His face was full of banter of cat and mouse, and Jiang Yu's eyes were like looking at a dead person.

"With the cultivation of Qi Cultivation, this son can have such strength, he must have a supreme treasure on his body, and there will definitely be a reward for killing this person's sect master......"

One of them said in a deep voice in the late stage of foundation building, and his eyes also became greedy.

"As long as you can kill this son, the benefits will be indispensable to you!" Chen Shui said with a smile.

The purple dragon had already arrived in front of Jiang Yu, and the endless sword qi was roaring from all around, and it was extremely dazzling in the dark air.

At this moment, the sword light is shocking, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the body is like a sword!

"Die!" The voice was like thunder, full of confidence, Chen Shui believed that under such an attack, Jiang Yu would definitely die.

Jiang Yu can defy the sky like this, there must be earth-shattering achievements in his body. As long as you can get the cultivation on Jiang Yu's body, it is worth losing dozens of foundation building cultivators.

Thinking of this, Chen Shui became excited.

Shout!

At this moment, the eyes of the entire imperial city looked towards the purple dragon, and the breathing stopped at this moment, and all that was left was the whistling sound of the sword qi.

Looking at Jiang Yu again, he is as still as water, and he is not afraid. At this moment, he had a feeling that he could control this sword!

Killing from a certain angle, Jiang Yu himself is a dragon, his bloodline is high, and he can definitely suppress dragons.

Jiang Yu looked at the oncoming Zijiao and had no intention of dodging.

Such an action immediately attracted thousands of eyes, and almost the entire monks of the Imperial City were staring.

At the moment of the roar, Jiang Yu's right hand was raised, towards the dragon's head, and pressed it violently.

"What is this for, crazy?"

"Hahaha, this son has been scared stupidly, even if he has proud capital, he shouldn't be so arrogant, he is obviously killing himself!"

The monks in the air, one by one, were ecstatic and full of excitement.

"This sword is destined to leave him dead without a place to be buried!" Chen Heshui burst out laughing, and the sound of laughter came and went.

Airplanes!

The moment the purple dragon came into contact with it, the dragon transformed by the spirit sword hesitated, even feared, and it was suppressed on Jiang Yu's body.

The expressions on their faces also froze at this moment, and a trace of surprise appeared in their eyes, and their expressions became strange.

The purple dragon transformed by the spirit sword did not rush towards Jiang Yu, and stopped in the air like this!

At this moment, the audience is silent!

No one knew what was going on, and there was a dumbness all around, and the more shocking was yet to come.

The monk in the air seemed to be breathing at this moment, and stared blankly at the dragon transformed by the Purple Jiao Sword and stopped in Jiang Yu's hand.

The purple sword qi was still there, still roaring between heaven and earth, Jiang Yu stood in the most powerful place of the sword qi, stunned and not affected in the slightest.

This sword has a good spirit, and under the stimulation of the blood of the dragon and phoenix, it actually began to churn around Jiang Yu.

"Zijiao Sword, Disease!" Chen Shui spoke, his technique changed, and the dragon in the air shook violently, and soon returned to normal.

Chen Shui's face changed rapidly, his eyes shrank even more, and the divine sense imprint he left in Zijiao's dragon sword actually lost its effect. The spirit within the sword was still resisting his divine consciousness with all his might, trying to break out of his grasp.

Jiang Yu just probed so lightly and didn't do anything, so that the spirit sword lost control. It's incredible, such a scene, almost out of his imagination.

"It doesn't make sense?" Chen Shui said in a lost voice, gritted his teeth, and controlled the Zijiao Sword with all his might!

The purple dragon trembled and let out a roar, and the divine imprint he left behind shattered.

The imprint of divine consciousness was shattered, and there was a roar echoing in his mind, and blood was spurting out.

"I really want to thank you, such a good sword has been given to me, since the sword has been sent, there is no need to vomit blood......" Jiang Yu showed a shy smile and said sarcastically.

"You...... Return!" An angry roar came out, and its cultivation spread out, trying to establish contact again, but the sword was only stunned, and it still surrounded Jiang Yu.

"I have fed you with essence blood for decades, which has greatly increased your spirituality, and you actually ......" When the dragon transformed by the spirit sword heard this, he looked back at Chen Shui, but he still disdained it and ignored it directly.

"Damn, come back to me!" Chen Shui roared angrily, anxious in his heart, this sword was obtained with great difficulty, could it be that it was lost like this?

His breathing was heavy, and his blood was spurting out one after another.

No matter how he called, the Purple Jiao Sword ignored him.

Stimulated by Jiang Yu's breath, he was churning beside him, and a sense of awe appeared.

"Hey, seeing that you look reluctant, isn't it just a sword, okay, I'll give it back to you!" Jiang Yu chuckled.

"Hey, that old guy told you to go back!" Lingjian still ignored him, ignoring him.

"Look, it's not leaving, you can't blame me!"

This scene made Chen Shui's face stiffen.

The eyes of countless monks widened, and each of them was full of incredulity, and here in Jiang Yu, he was completely shocked.

"It seems that the power of this sword is not weak, let me try it!" Jiang Yu said slowly, the dragon and phoenix blood in his body was stimulated, and the purple sword trembled, and the light flashed, turning back into a spirit sword.

In an instant, the purple spirit sword surrounded Jiang Yu, as if it was currying favor with Jiang Yu. (To be continued.) )