Invincible Sword Realm

“Nice physical defense, no wonder I was able to take a punch without dying. Interesting!” On the walls of the city, sometime Yuanzi appeared behind Qingyunzi, looking at Yang Ye in the field, Yuanzi smiled softly.

“You fought him?” Qingyunko glanced at Yuanxiao and asked.

Yuanxiao nodded and laughed: “Don't worry, even if he understood the sword, the flesh is like the King's Xuan Beast, he is destined to be my stepping stone!” In the tone of voice, there is strong confidence.

Rumor has it, Aoyagi nodded. He was somewhat more or less clear about the true power of the original child. Although Yang Ye understood the sword, his body was comparable to that of the King's Xuan Beast, but, as the original child said, he could only be the stepping stone of the original child. Besides Yang Ye, why don't the rest of you try it?

It can be said that the future millennium in the South is destined to be the stage of the Yuanmen and the stage of the Yuanmen!

On the battlefield, Li Xianjun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then looked at Yang Leaf, his eyes slightly shrugged, and he sank: “I really underestimated you once again compared to the physical defense of the Wang Xuan Beast!” Yang Ye's strength, he has always felt like his brother, the dead Shu Luo, but a few fights down, he finds that the strength of the person he used to value in front of him far exceeds his estimate!

Yang Ye slowly walked to Li Xianjun, "You've been underestimating me, including now, you're still underestimating me, aren't you? ”

“Oh?” said Li Xianjun's eyebrows. "Looks like you still have a stronger base card. I'd really like to see it. ”

Yang Ye no longer spoke, the wind walked out. With the addition of the wind walking and the wind boots, Yang Ye instantly reached the ultimate speed. His body left a shadow in place, and his body instantly came to Li Xianjun, and then the purple spirit sword in his hand, like a storm, rushed towards Li Xianjun.

He wanted to show all his strength to solve Li Xianjun, but he couldn't, because there were more powerful enemies than Li Xianjun, and if he exposed all his cards now, he would fight harder and harder after that, because everyone would be prepared for him. What he wants is Qin Yulan of the Empire of Qin, Yuanmen Yuan-chun, and the two women of the Second Palace to despise him!

Only if they despise him will his Yang Ye take the first chance of the Qingyun list! Instead, if these people value him, his next battle will be harder and harder!

On the battlefield, Yang Ye and Li Xiangjun, you come and go with me, the speed of the two people, so that countless people underneath are staring at each other, because countless people can not see the two hands at all, compared to the battlefield, only the constant subway crossing of the goblins!

One hour later, Li Xianjun's clothes had been broken and ruined. On Li Xianjun, numerous dense and numb sword marks appeared. On the contrary, Yang Ye's clothes were also broken and ruined, but there were no wounds on his body. Obviously, Yang Ye has occupied the upper wind for a while!

Yang Ye's methods are a bit rogue, yes, he is now completely renouncing defense, with Li Xianjun in exchange for injury. Li Xiangjun's bodily defense is not as tough as his? So after the war, Li Xianjun was wounded all over his body, and he was in perfect condition!

Looking at Yang Leaf on the stage, countless Xuan people below, especially those in the ninth stage, all showed a heavy look, because the physical defense of Yang Leaf was a little too scary. The sickle in the hands of Ghost Li Xianjun was at least the Xuanbao of the hierarchy. However, under the intent of killing, the skin of Yang Leaf cannot be broken. If they meet Yang Leaf, Yang Leaf is standing for them to kill, and they cannot necessarily kill!

“Peng!”

The long sword intersects the sickle, and Li Xiangjun and Yang Ye Tong split up.

Feeling the blood all over her body, Li Xiangjun took a deep breath, and then the inner Xuan Qi poured wildly. The black sickle lifted slowly, pointing away at Yang Ye. "I made a lot of mistakes when I met you, but now I promise, I will never be in Fan!” At the same time, Li Xianjun's eyes were closed. Meanwhile, countless strands of black gas fell in the air and instantly covered Li Xianjun. Among these black gases, countless pieces of blood were spinning quickly, weird!

At this time, Li Xianjun was immensely impatient, because after dealing with Yang Ye for so long, not only was he injured first, but he was also steadily suppressed by Yang Ye. How did he endure this as the No. 1 figure of the young generation of Ghost Sect? That's why he's not going to hold his hand!

“This is the Ghost Sect Middle Class Xuan Technique: Is Sha Qi awesome?” Above the walls of the palace, Qingyunzi looked at the ghost bones and asked.

Rumor has it that Yu Heng and Su Qing poetry of the Sword Sect have changed their faces. ‘Sha Qi is terrible’. Of course they know this magic trick. This is the famous Xuanzheng technique of the Ghost Sect, where countless Sword Sect disciples died. Both of them show their worries at this time, because Jianzong doesn't seem to have given Yang Ye any hierarchical skills...

In other words, what did Yang Ye use to fight this middle class Xuan technique?

For the first time, a smile appeared on the face of the dead bone. “This middle class Xuan technique is divided into nine parts, and the first king has cultivated to the seventh weight, plus some secrets, he can use the power of this stage Xuan technique to 80% of the power. 80% of the power against a man who has only learned a heavy sword, huh...”

When I heard the dead bones, Su Qingpo's eyes became more worried!

And the colorful phoenix of the Hundred Flowers Palace had a sneer in the corner of her mouth. Naturally, she didn't want Yang Ye to survive victory. Now this is the best way! Of course, even if Yang Ye did not die in the hands of Li Xianjun, he would die in the hands of Yuan-chun and Qin Yulan. It would be better for her if Yang Ye died sooner!

More and more black gas surrounding Li Xianjun on the battlefield, less than a few breaths, the whole over the battlefield is surrounded by countless black gas, countless of which like earthworm blood thread constantly in that black gas, extremely weird.

Countless Xuan people have retreated by at least a dozen lengths because of the horror of the outrage on the battlefield, which has led them to fear and cold.

Looking at the scene like the end of the world, Yang Ye's face was thick, his eyes slightly squinted. He knew the power of the hierarchical technique clearly. At this time, Li Xianjun practiced the basement technique at the very least, even the middle of the hierarchy. Not only that, but the red blood silk in the black gas gave him some palpitations.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Ye's inner Xuan Qi also surged wildly, at this moment, he can not use the flesh to harden, because the hierarchical Xuan technique has been able to destroy his flesh. Not to mention this hierarchical skill in front of me and the killing intent in support, you know, the killing intent plus the power of the hierarchical skill, that's terrible!

With the constant flurry of Xuan Qi in the body, the purple spirit sword in the hands of Yang Ye burst out a gleaming golden light, then a crisp sword sounded in the field, a sword from the purple spirit sword of Yang Ye constantly stretched and flashed, occasionally chance of the sword flashing out, striking on the hard ground, the ground is the appearance of several pitch-black black black black holes!

“What kind of sword technique is he?” Green clouds frowned on the palace walls.

The former boy behind him shook his head and said: "The Sword Sect doesn't seem to have this sword technique! ”

When they heard the words of the two people, several people from the Hundred Flowers Palace and the Ghost Sect and the Ice and Snow Palace looked at Yucheng and Su Qing poetry of the Sword Sect at the same time. They are also curious as to what sword technique Yang Ye is going to use against Li Xianjun of Ghost Sect. After all, Sword Sect's sword skills are famous all over the world!

Everyone looked at themselves, Yu Heng shook his head with a smile. It seems that Jianzong has never taught Yang Ye any advanced sword skills, so at this time, he was also very curious about what kind of sword skills Yang Ye was going to use against this ghost Li Xianjun! You know, Li Xianjun's technique is basic-level Pinxuan technique. How do you resist general Xuan technique?

Not only on the walls of the palace city, countless people looked to Yang Ye and wanted to see what amazing swordsmanship Yang Ye had to show!

In the eyes of countless people, Yang Ye closed his eyes slowly, only the purple spirit sword in his hand was constantly trembling violently.

When you see this scene, countless people are stunned. Is Yang Ye dying?

At this time, Li Xianjun on the battlefield took a step in the direction of Yang Leaf. He looked at Yang Leaf and was covered by black air. At some point, Li Xianjun's inner Xuan Qi burst out like a tide. Then his right hand lifted up, and the sickle in his hand quickly and quickly spinning up. As the sickle ground quickly spinned, Li Xianjun's black sickle blade in his hand had a few strands of blood firing towards Yang Leaf first!

The blood filament was very fast, like lightning, and the people in the field could not see the trajectory of the filament, only a sharp thud was heard!

Feeling the blood filament laser coming, Yang Ye did not open his eyes, but single-handedly held the sword in front of him was a split, a golden sword lasered out, the golden sword with the sword is extremely sharp, the speed is extremely fast, on the scene, people saw only one sword flash!

“Boom!”

On the battlefield, suddenly a loud sound of energy was emitted, and then an invisible wave spread wildly towards the surrounding area. Where the wave passed, the ground of the battlefield was instantly torn apart, and a thick crack in one arm spread rapidly towards the surrounding area.

Seeing this scene, the people under the battlefield show horror. This power is terrible. This wave alone is enough to kill many of them!

At this moment, countless people are shocked!

Seeing that the blood silk was smashed by Yang Ye's sword, Li Xianjun's face suddenly grew and drank in anger, "Go! ”

Speaking only on him, and the countless black gases on the platform quickly converged together, forming a huge giant python, the giant python formed by black gas is huge, covering the entire platform, countless black gases from the black python constantly poured out towards the surrounding area, under the cover of that black gas lay the heavens and the earth, the people suddenly frightened, like the end of the day.