231. Chapter 231: Zhao Yanjian's Strongest Strength

Chapter 231

Boom!

The whole sky roared continuously, and the two figures were constantly intertwined in mid-air, and the afterimages that people couldn't see clearly kept moving...... Only the sound of collision was heard, and it was an endless flash of brilliance, and the speed of the fight was so fast, between breaths, the collision had reached nearly a hundred rounds.

Duan Qishi and Liu Wanshi were nervous and bitter in their hearts, the two of them had fought to this extent, they finally knew that the previous Zhao Yanjian did not use much strength at all, all he needed was to wait for Yang Ye's arrival.

"Sword Spirit, I don't know if Elder Yang has a chance of winning?" The two collided, and no one could gain the upper hand, Duan Qishi couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Dao, the sword spirit, although his strength is in the middle of the void spirit realm like him, however, Zhang Dao's perception is the way of the knife, and he is more good at killing, and his combat power is much stronger than him, if the two do it, he will definitely not be Zhang Dao's opponent.

"It's hard to say, Yang Lao's strength is very strong, but Zhao Yanjian's strength is also very strong, he is a sword cultivator, and he understands the morality of the sword, he is better at killing than me, and his strength cannot be underestimated. Zhang Dao also looked solemn and nervous.

The sword is the head of ten thousand soldiers, even if it is the way of the sword that he perceives, compared with the way of the sword, it is also inferior, and in the same way, the sword is more dominant, and in the same level, the sword cultivation is also at the top.

Although Yang Ye comprehends the morality of the wind, the speed is very fast, and the attack is also weird, but the real power is not as good as the way of the sword, and it is only because Yang Ye has a deeper sense of morality that he can fight with Zhao Yan Sword to this extent.

The morality of the wind is mainly blessed in speed, but the morality of the sword also assists the speed, if it is in the face of the morality of gold, the morality of fire, etc., the morality of the wind can still have the upper hand, but the way of the sword is different.

"Husband, Zhao Yanjian said before that he hasn't used his strongest strength yet, I think he really has such ability, let's be careful, if something happens to Yang Lao, we can't help him at all. Yang Mengyao's willow eyebrows frowned, and there was a hint of worry on her cold-looking face.

"Understood. Zhang Dao also nodded heavily, "If I fight him head-on, maybe I am not his opponent, but I should be able to hold on for a while, he wants to kill me, and the price is not small." ”

Theoretically, although the way of the sword is not as good as the way of the sword, if the path is right, even if it is the way of the sword, it will not be weaker than the way of the sword...... In fact, from another point of view, the knife is also a kind of sword, and the sword is also a kind of knife, but the way the two are used is different, but the essence is almost the same, and the top sword is no less than the top sword.

Zhang Dao is confident, his sword path and morality are not much weaker than the current Zhao Yan Sword, and he can kill the late stage of the ordinary Void Spirit Realm, which also represents his sword path, and should also belong to the top ranks.

"Everyone, if Elder Yang is defeated, we will take action immediately, and we must not let Zhao Yanjian escape, this person is a great threat, and the future trouble is endless!" Zhang Dao glanced at several people and said solemnly.

"Understood!" everyone had to pick themselves up.

Zhao Yanjian's strength, they know that if they want to kill this person this time, there may be some unfortunate fall among them, but no matter what, this person must still be killed, otherwise, if Zhao Yanjian retaliates in the future, they will not be able to escape.

Everyone's eyes were nervously projected into the battle circle.

Among the treasures of the mansion.

Looking at the battle between the two, Qin Tian's face showed a strange light, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, even if it looked blurry, he could see a little after all, among them, each sword of Zhao Yanjian made him obsessed and made him feel a different morality from it.

Even if he can't understand it most of the time, he can feel some of it and constantly summarize it, which is also a great benefit, and at the same time, Yue Lao will also explain one or two things to him, and some of his ambiguities can be understood.

Although it is said that Zhao Yanjian's moves are only some simple moves for practicing swords, and the moves are also very simple, the mysteries contained in them are like endless, and Qin Tian is amazed.

A horizontal slash, a block, a stab, and another slash...... One move, one style, very simple, but it is mysterious, containing the real sword morality, just a horizontal slash, you dare to say that it is ugly, and once its speed is fast, this sword will be completely deadly, and once it comes with morality, it is completely weird a sword.

Every kind of weapon, their most primitive move is the simplest, however, the simpler the thing, the more complicated it is to learn, a horizontal slash of the sword, in fact, is a very simple move, people who don't understand the way of the sword to use, it is simple, but once you know more, you will find that this slash is complicated.

Qin Tian's Light and Shadow Sword is actually just a simple horizontal slash, but it can achieve the effect of one light and one shadow, which shows the complexity of the simple, and the one who can push the simple to the complex is a master in the Dao.

"It's amazing, it's incredible, it turns out that I've been wrong all along. Qin Tian said with emotion.

Zhao Yanjian's shots are always beautiful, using simplicity in a complex way, there is a feeling of turning nothing into something, and there is an effect of turning something into nothing, which completely immerses Qin Tian.

This immersion passed for about ten minutes at once......

Ten minutes, for a hand-to-hand battle, it is considered ten hours long, and the duel between the strong will generally not drag on for too long, unless the strength of the two sides is equal, so that the time can be long.

"Old man Yang, if you don't show some shocking skills, you really can't help me. Zhao Yanjian laughed heartily, feeling happy in his heart.

"Hmph, since you are looking for death like this, then the old man will fulfill you. Yang Ye's silver hair fluttered, standing proudly in the endless storm, his deep eyes changed at this moment, from black pupils to ...... turned into an absolute silver pupil, and at the same time, the aura on his body continued to rise.

"Zhao Yanjian, this is the second time that the old man has used this technique, even if he faces a half-step god, the old man and I have enough strength to fight, you should be proud enough. "Yang Ye's silver mangs skyrocketed, in the storm, like the only god at this moment.

"Half-step god-turning, I'm going to try, can you force me to use my strongest strength!" Zhao Yanjian's expression became hot, the strength of the half-step god-turning, he had never fought with it, Yang Ye's words made his fighting spirit burn, and his blood boiled.

Brush!

Yang Ye's figure disappeared, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Zhao Yanjian, a finger stretched out, and at the end of the dry finger, the silver light was shining to the extreme, and an astonishing fluctuation quietly emanated.

"Arrogance, old man's finger, see how you resist!"

Shout!

When the words fell, Yang Ye's dry finger, a dazzling silver light erupted, the space trembled, it seemed that it was difficult to carry this finger, and almost in an instant, the silver light arrived in front of Zhao Yanjian's body, and he couldn't help but make his face change drastically.

"With my body, forge a sword!" Zhao Yanjian didn't dare to slack off, and when he roared, the sword intent erupted, turning into a sword with his body, and the tip of the sword only pointed to that silver light.

Click!

Unable to stop it, as soon as the sword was formed, it was destroyed by the silver mang, and it was directly shattered, one of the sword blades turned into Zhao Yanjian, Zhao Yanjian's body suddenly flew back, his face was pale, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out in succession and fell down.

"Take out your strongest strength, otherwise, you will die for me!" Yang Ye's crutch stood in the air, and immediately turned into silver light again, holding his silver staff, Mu Ran came, his killing intent was extremely strong.

"Half-step god, then it will be as you wish!" Zhao Yanjian's face was hideous, although the previous blow had caused him a lot of damage, but if he wanted to let him lose, how could it be so easy.

The long sword disappeared, and in his hand, a black spear half a foot long appeared, the spear was pitch black, and there was a black dragon carving on it, and the black dragon's body exuded an astonishing and obscure fluctuation, which was extremely fierce.

"Although I am a sword cultivator, my strongest strength is not with a sword, but with a gun!" Zhao Yan's sword spear stomped heavily into the void, his eyes were gloomy, and his killing intent surged, and he immediately no longer hesitated, turned into an afterimage, and hurried away.

"Old man Yang, take me a shot!"

Zhao Yanjian roared, and the black spear spun suddenly, forming a storm, the storm surrounded the black spear head, followed by the spear suddenly shook, buzzed, and turned into a hideous black dragon, the black dragon roared, and strangled away.

Yang Ye's expression condensed slightly, the power of this black dragon was indeed much stronger than before, on the black dragon, he could feel a sense of threat, and then he no longer hesitated, his heart was certain, and the silver staff slammed down, heading straight for the black dragon.

Rumble!

The black dragon swirled and formed a storm, while the silver staff smashed down from above the nine heavens with a brutal force...... In an instant, the two collided violently, and suddenly the roar continued, and the storm swept through.

Follow......

The silver staff flew upside down, the silver glow was dim, Yang Ye seemed to be counterattacked, his whole body shook slightly, almost spit out blood, and then his eyes narrowed, staring directly at Zhao Yanjian, and the black dragon was shocked, turned into a spear, and flew back into Zhao Yanjian's hand, the same way, Zhao Yanjian was slightly shocked, due to the previous injury, he squirted out a mouthful of dark red.

"It's a surprise that you got a superb spiritual weapon. Yang Ye's silver eyes flashed, and the killing intent was even stronger.

His silver scepter belongs to the intermediate spirit weapon, and has not yet reached the level of a high-level spirit weapon, and the bonus effect on him himself is only one percent, and now he uses magic techniques, it is less than one percent, and Zhao Yanjian's superb spirit weapon is two levels higher than his silver scepter, and the bonus is so big that there are still three or four percent.

It's no wonder that Zhao Yanjian can pick him up head-on!

High-grade spiritual weapons are rare in Bei'an, and as for the best spiritual weapons, they are even rarer, in Bei'an, there seems to be no one who has the best spiritual weapons, and the strongest Duan Qianming only has high-grade spiritual weapons.

"Hmph, today, there is a black dragon spear, even if you have the strength to transform into a god in half a step, don't want to kill me, even if you all fight together, I dare to guarantee that there are less than three of you who can leave alive." Zhao Yanjian smiled slightly, with a cold smile.

Yang Ye was silent, his heart was heavy, Zhao Yanjian at this moment did have this strength, and he relied on the spell to have the strength of a half-step god, once the spell dissipated, he would fall into a period of weakness, and a void spirit was enough to kill him in the early stage.

Many thoughts flashed in his heart, and then his face turned cold, and he ordered: "Everyone, follow me, kill this person!"