Peerless Divine Emperor

Chapter 417—Opening the Flying Sword Taboo

Zhuge Qinyun's face is covered with chilly colors, and his eyes are full of killing. He slowly walks out from Jianguang and looks at Jingyun, who has nothing to do with his eyes. He sighs coldly and coldly: "Little chop, I didn't expect your fighting power to go on." Strong to this point, very good, very good."

Zhuge Qinyun took away the black giant sword in his hand. On his body, the majestic spiritual power continued to sweep out. This time, all the spiritual power gathered in his palm and gathered in his palm. A huge black big knife, a powerful wave of spiritual power, surged from the big knife.

Jing Yunzhen can feel that the murderousness of this move is even stronger than the one that Zhuge Qinyun has just displayed.

Therefore, Zhuge Qinyun believes that this move is enough to kill Jingyun.

"boom."

The black knives condensed and burst into a glaring light. Under the radiance of the glory, Zhuge Qinyun stepped out step by step, and the whole body suddenly became a virtual shadow and stayed in the same place, and its body was awkward. The hurricane plunged toward Jingyunyu at an alarming rate.

"The blade is roaring."

Zhuge Qinyun's speed is extremely fast, not only makes people not see his appearance, but also can't see the movement in his hands. Everyone inside Jing Yunyu can only see a beam of light emitting very sharp fluctuations, then An amazing speed, rushing to Jingyun.

Moreover, when the beam is shot in the direction of Jingyun, the whole ground is directly cracked by a common crack in the spider web. These cracks are getting bigger and bigger, and the more they look, the more terrifying.

"The emperor's knife. I did not expect the second emperor to even show the emperor's knife."

"God, this emperor's knife is really too strong. No wonder even if it is a royal family, not everyone can practice it casually."

"I heard that only the Xuanwujing Duowu people in the royal family are qualified to practice this martial arts. This martial art is different from the martial arts we cultivate. This martial art uses the spiritual power to condense, then Use this martial art to create a variety of powers."

"Hey, Jing Yun, the kid is dead."

The three dog legs of Zhuge Qinyun felt the offensive of Zhuge Qinyun, and their faces were full of fear.

In particular, he was afraid of the martial arts exhibited by Zhuge Qinyun.

However, they are afraid of fear, and Jingyun is not stunned and fearless.

Zhuge Qinyun is a powerful move. If it was before, he may be difficult to parry, but now he has opened the first taboo of Feijian. Faced with a move, he can definitely handle it.

Of course, although there is no fear in the heart, the necessary caution is still necessary.

In the eyes of Jing Yun, the momentum of the whole person is also violently rising.

That kind of momentum is the combat power bonus brought by the opening of the sword.

Under these bonuses, the power of the four gods that have been displayed before, the power of display at this moment can definitely increase a lot.

Seeing the opponent's offensive will rush to the front of him, Jingyun will not be too late, and a white tiger sword will be displayed again. This set of white tiger swords, whether it is the speed of display or the power of condensation, is more than the last time. Rapid, it is fierce.

Even if Jing Yunyi himself, he can clearly feel that this white tiger sword is a lot stronger.

"Zhuge Qinyun, go to **** as an emperor."

Jing Yun霄 snorted, and the sword in his hand fell down in an understatement.

Although it seems to be an understatement, it is not the case. In the moment when the sword fell, it was like a whole piece of heaven and earth that was in a darkness. Even the three dog legs of Zhuge Qinyun felt the feeling that a world is coming. The power of destruction swept through, so that they could not help but tremble.

"This kid... is it just the trick he has used? How can this move suddenly become so strong?"

"It's so powerful, not only is it weaker than the Emperor's sword of the Second Emperor, but it has to be strengthened."

"Do you feel it? Jingyun 霄 The little boy has a very terrible warfare, and it is getting more and more intense. The war is like a **** of war, it is terrible."

The three dog legs are scared.

At present, these means are no longer the scope they can reach.

At this moment, they did not have any entanglement with the Hail Sword and the Xuan Red Tiger. They all looked at the fierce battle in front of their eyes, and who was the last winner in the heart.

Under their guise, a set of knives and a set of swords are finally undoubtedly touched together.

"Booming."

The whole world is full of violent moments. On the ground where the cross is smashed, a huge crater is directly displayed. Immediately, the knives and swords are intertwined in the air, but everyone sees clearly, Zhuge Qinyun The knife is obviously inferior to Jing Yun's sword.

After a burst of impact, Zhuge Qinyun's knives began to show signs of weakness, and Jingyun's swords seemed to be more and more brave, just like Jing Yunyi's war.

Everyone sucked in a cold breath.

"What? How is this possible? Is this impossible?"

Zhuge Qinyun is also scared.

I even took out my own tricks. Didn’t I still have a bad smell, and I’m a kid who’s only nine in the spirit?

Do not.

He does not believe it.

He can't accept this reality.

Then, a shake in his hand almost exhausted all the spiritual power in the body, and gathered in the palm of his hand into a knife, but this knife seems to be so radiant because of his lack of spiritual power. Not even half of the light.

Zhuge Qinyun also does not care about the three seven twenty-one, the palm of the hand, the body plundering, want to continue the battle of the gap directly to take the scene of the cloud.

"moron."

Seeing that Zhuge Qinyun was so hands-on, Jing Yun licked his mouth and showed a trace of disdain in his eyes.

When I saw Zhuge Qinyun attacking, Jing Yunyu pretended not to know anything, and did not hesitate to fight back. When Zhuge Qinyun’s knife was less than one meter away from his face, he had already retired. Jing Yunqi Only then moved.

His right palm suddenly slammed, and the palm prints were all dragon scales, which instantly turned into dragon claws, and then directly grabbed the sword of Zhuge Qinyun in the palm of his hand. The dragon claws clamped the wrist of Zhuge Qinyun and let Zhuge Qin Yun had to pay attention to the dragon claws that broke away from Jingyun's dragons. At this time, you are sick and want your life. Jing Yunqi seized the opportunity and killed the right hand that had already been exhausted. The fifth print was printed.

"Hey."

Undoubtedly, Jing Luo's Sen Luo silk print did not drift in the chest of Zhuge Qinyun.