The Sword Dynasty

Huang Tian Dao Fu was passed on to Zhang Yi. No one in this world knows the power of Huang Tian Dao Fu better than him.

So there is no error in his perception and judgment.

The true element in Su Qin shocked again!

Hundreds of arms are exerting force again!

boom!boom!boom!...

In the loud bang, the transparent light entangled on the hundreds of arms all shattered, and the purple light like glass in the space could no longer restrain the hundreds of arms.

These hundreds of arms come in again!

The majestic force reached, Zhang Yi's body flew back again.

Zhang Yi coughed up blood.

He knew that his internal organs had been injured, but he didn't think about his injury and made the simplest action.

He just let go of the charm inside his sleeve.

The style of the robe he wore was the same as that of Xian Fuzong's robe. Both sleeves were extremely wide sleeves, almost to the ground.

This robe not only looks elegant, but it makes people want to be irritable and will be limited by this big sleeve. Naturally, it will be slower, and naturally it will be easy to meditate.

Meditation is not easy to get angry, and it will gradually become elegant and self-cultivated.

However, in terms of long-term cultivation of this character, the most important meaning of the Xian Fuzong robe is that there are many pockets in the sleeves, and the capacity is huge, which can store many symbols.

Su Qin always believed that he worked as hard as Zhang Yi.

But the same thing can only explain that even his subconscious mind believes that Zhang Yixiu is indeed very focused, hardworking, and unscrupulous.

Innumerable crimson small notes spewed out of Zhang Yi's two sleeves.

When Zhenyuan hadn't completely inspired these red symbols, the thunder fire on these symbols had swept away, causing Zhang Yi's two sleeves to burn.

These small red symbols passed through the burning sleeves, instantly filled with Le Yi and Murong Xiaoyi, and Su Qin's sight, like countless firebirds flying out.

This is the Bloodfire Thunderfire Rune.

In the Xianfuzong, this is an amulet that many practitioners can make.

The basic material is only purple mine saltpeter, which is located in Zhongshu County.

The only limitation for refining this symbol is to reach the Six Realms.

Only when you reach the Six Realms, you can use your vitality and vitality to make a symbol.

In terms of power, although the power of this kind of charm is not bad, but there is not much change, so Xian Fuzong rarely has a large number of people refining such symbols.

Repeatedly refining the same symbol is extremely boring behavior.

What's more, the practice of this kind of symbol itself consumes your life and vitality.

"Are you crazy?"

So when I saw countless characters like this, even Su Qin was stagnant and couldn't help crying out.

Zhang Yi didn't have time to answer him. Refining the same rune itself was the method he used to temper his patience, and when he refined these runes, he felt that as the number of these runes increased, the power would be terrible.

Especially with the means of Huang Tiandao symbols, the power of these symbols is completely detonated.

He must first ensure that he is not directly killed by his own symbols.

So at the moment when Su Qin couldn't control his emotions, he ignored the injuries in his body and forced his Qihai to squeeze out a large amount of real elements again.

His body was like a stone thrown by a catapult at this moment, and flew back.

Huang Tiandao Fu perfectly matched his blow.

A large amount of heaven and earth vitality drawn by Huang Tiandao Fu evenly and rapidly injected these blood nitr thunderfire charms ignited by his true yuan.

Countless purple bursts of thunder fire exploded instantly.

Le Yi and Murong Xiaoyi's chests seemed to be hammered by boulders for a moment. The two didn't hear any sound at all, because their ears were so shocked that they couldn't hear any sound at this moment.

The two also couldn't breathe, their eyes widened to the extreme, but the pupils kept shrinking.

In front of me was an unimaginable picture.

These fuchsia thunderfires squeezed each other to form a substance, and turned into a huge fuchsia light ball. The thunder light in the light ball was jumping like countless snakes.

In the next moment, these fuchsia thunderfires turned into thick black smoke, blasting out.

A stern and angry cry rang in the thunder fire.

Su Qin's figure pierced through the black smoke.

His body was still intact, and even his clothes did not burst. However, hundreds of arms gushing from his back had been blown up, most of which were rarely completely intact.

Numerous noises rang in these arms, as if there were many sheepskin valves leaking.

"Zhang Yi! You still have..."

Looking at the figure of Zhang Yi who had just landed on the ground outside Baizhang, Su Qin's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted sternly and furiously.

Many scattered Yin Yuan breaths regrouped behind him and turned into a black flag.

The power of these black flags is still strong, and as his mind pulls, he will fly towards Zhang Yi.

He wanted to say to Zhang Yi at this time, what other means do you have.

However, he didn't have time to finish this sentence, and there was already a pain in his left leg.

An unpretentious, silent, flying sword, which can be described as extremely sinister, has instantly cut through the inside of his left thigh and instantly cut through several of his main meridians!

This sword is the little sword Zhang Yi has been holding in his hand!

When he retreated, the little sword quietly remained in the floating soil underground, and turned into such a flying sword.

This is just a small method used by many sword masters in Changling.

However, it is precisely because such a method is so common that Su Qin never thought that in such a duel, Zhang Yi would even use such a small method!

puff!

Black blood rushed out of the wound!

The black flags that had just condensed behind Su Qin suddenly collapsed.

Su Qin's palm was pressed against the wound on his thigh, even though he used several Qis healing methods in an instant, but the kind of sword that was constantly escaping between the flesh and blood, still made his wound heal several times after healed It broke apart again, and blood fell down the cracks of his fingers.

Zhang Yi stood up in the dust and debris.

His chest is also full of blood, his back is full of cuts, even embedded with some sharp gravel, it looks not much better than Su Qin.

However, looking at Su Qin, who was also badly hit, and holding a small sword flying back, Zhang Yi was even more convinced that he could defeat the younger brother.

Somehow, at this time, even though he didn't think he was too dominant, Le Yi and Murong Xiaoyi, who were not far away from him, began to think that he could defeat Su Qin.

Zhang Yi moves again!

He started to attack.

The sword in his hand was raised upwards, and a slightly curved sword light was lifted into the air in front of him, like a horn.

"Baiyangdong's sword move...Do you really want to use the status of brother to teach me?"

Su Qin laughed wildly like crazy.