The Strongest Martial Spirit of Infinite Upgrade

"Firebird !?"

On the elders' table, including elder Wu Fa, all elders and deacon elders are now dull.

What the **** is this ... ?

This is too scary!

After a moment, the elder Wu Fa suddenly woke up, his eyes flashed, as if he remembered something, and it instantly became hot, his eyes burst into madness, and a frantic breath came from the uncontrolled surge in the body. Out.

A dozen elders beside Elder Wu Fa were shocked by his breath, and looked around in confusion.

I saw Elder Wu Fa. His eyes were red, his body trembled, and his face was ecstatic.

Firebird! ?

Humph! This is not a firebird martial spirit!

This ... this is ... the legend!

The flame **** Suzaku, hovering in the mid-air, a pair of phoenix eyes, golden light masterpiece, two wings slamming, a flame tornado composed of two golden flames suddenly appeared, heading towards the platform, and swept across the ghostly domain of a corner go with.

Woo! call!

Jinyan Tornado, extremely fast, swept all the way, a large cloud of black swallowed up, sucked into the Jinyan Tornado, disappeared without a trace.

A moment later, when the two flames of gold flames swept past and gradually dissipated on the ring, all the dark clouds and ghostly spirits were swept away.

Only, dumbfounded, dumbfounded Du Wansong held the double evil spirit sword with dim light, as stiff as petrified.

Hey ~~!

The loud phoenix sound suddenly sounded, a great sound, and a howl through the sky!

Wu Chuyan raised his hand and gently waved, Suzaku Wuhun hovering in the air turned into a golden light, rushed down, and disappeared in Chu Yan's body instantly.

Immediately, everyone on and off the stage woke up at the same time, Qi Yan glared at Chu Yan, thousands of pairs of eyes, red, looking at Chu Yan's eyes, as if seeing God.

"You ... what martial arts soul are you !?"

Du Wansong, who was awakened by the expression, had a blue complexion and stared at Chu Yan fiercely, roaring violently.

"Why tell you?" Chu Yan sneered, his face indifferent.

"I ... I killed you! Go to me ... dead!"

归 Nine one returns!

Du Wansong heard the words, his face was like a ghost, the blue tendons were violent, and the double-shaven spirit sword in his hand was lingering and screaming. At the same time, it formed eighty-one sword qi ...

Most of these eighty-one sword qi are ordinary sword qi, but there is a real sword qi!

"This is Du Wansong's famous stunt," Nine Nine Return to One Sword "! Chu Yan be careful!"

Many disciples outside the stage recognized Du Wansong's sword skills, in a hurry, reminded loudly.

Eighty-one sword lights, emerged from the sky, the sky trembled, and the sword shouted loudly and steadily, bringing them together and shaking the earth.

Under the ring, some disciples who were close to him, their eardrums were trembling, and their faces were pale.

Huh! call out! call out! call out! call out!

Eighty-one sword lights formed the sky and rain, covering a large space, rolling towards Chu Yan, with a magnificent momentum, sweeping like tide.

The fierce surge of sword gas rushed to Chu Yan!

The sky full of sword qi came towards me, and the sharp air made Chu Yan frown slightly, feeling a touch of surprise!

But, it's just a trace ...

"This swordsmanship is good, it's better than the Ghost Realm just now!"

Wu Chuyan raised his hand and pinched his chin, fully opened his mind, locked all the eighty-one sword qi, carefully studied, his eyes flashed, and he nodded slightly.

Nine nine return to one sword!

Although only one sword is true, the strongest sword is contained in the rest of the sword's qi. It changes from time to time, and it is difficult for ordinary warriors to distinguish, let alone resist.

However, Chu Yan ’s consciousness has reached the level of invincibility in the innate realm. How can Du Wansong's sword escape his consciousness lock.

The next moment, Chu Yan's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Although, in Chu Yan's view, Du Wansong's skill is very strong.

Moreover, between the performance of the sword strokes, there is obviously a hint of great sword power, amazing power.

This Du Wansong can become the "first person outside the door", crushing tens of thousands of outside door disciples with great strength. This trick is strange, and no one can break it.

"Come on!"

Du Wansong saw that Chu Yan was standing still, thinking that Chu Yan, like other warriors, could not resist at all, and couldn't help but cheer and scream.

At the same time, the figure flashed sharply, and under the urging of Qi, the eighty-one sword qi changed again, the speed increased sharply, turned into a streamer, and cut straight to Chu Yan.

"Playing a sword in front of me !? Hehe ..."

In the eighty-one sword qi after the change of Wu Chuyan's consciousness, the true sword of the lore, then Chu Yan moved.

The black robe flew, Chu Yan turned suddenly, his eyes were like ice.

Draw sword style!

Haotian Qingling, sword like thunder, disease like lightning!

Huh!

I wiped that bright swordman, through the layers of sword rain, accurately chopped on one of the eighty-one sword qi.

Boom!

Jian Jianguang was blown up, his sword was tumbling, and the scream of Zhentian Sword was a masterpiece. The sword of Mantian disappeared instantly, and everyone's eyes were suddenly empty.

"what!?"

"This ... this is impossible!"

Du Wansong was shocked in his whole body, and in a pair of triangle eyes, he was all shocked.

Even if he was a disciple of Ling Tianzong's "nine-nine return", this move may not be accepted.

This Chu Yan, a kid in the gas-finishing realm, how could it be possible to directly see the flaws in this sword, which is ... impossible!

"Is he blind?"

Du Wansong's eyes flickered, and he basically did not believe that Chu Yan could break the sword, and finally found a reasonable explanation.

Huh ~! Ah ~~!

The entire face was completely distorted, Du Wansong had to fly, and his whole body was soaring wildly.

六 Sixth Heaven of Congenital Realm!

Hiss! hiss! hiss!

When Du Wansong's qi increased to the extreme, there was a sound of air-conditioning falling down the stage!

The first person outside the gate, Du Wansong! Xiu Wei has reached the sixth heaven of the innate realm!

This kind of practice, even among the inner disciples, can rank in the middle strength. I did not expect that he spent several years in the outside door ~ www.readwn.com ~ However, this kind of practice is a strength that looks at tens of thousands of Ling Tianzong The disciple's outside door is definitely the "outdoor person first".

六 Sixth heaven of congenital realm, all infuriating, erupt!

A frightening terror force emerged from Du Wansong and rushed into the double evil spirit sword in his hands.

Suddenly, Du Wansong's double evil spirit sword, which was slightly dim in black and white and color, suddenly skyrocketed!

Huh! Huh!

One black and one white, two sword awns, turned into two exquisite swords, straight into the sky.

At this moment, Du Wansong's face showed a crazy expression, and under his face he was full of ridiculous laughter.

Behind him, above the sky, one black and one white, two excalibur swordsmans, slowly merged into a sword with a black tip and a white sword body.

His martial spirit, a **** red eye, the horrible ghost king's head outside the fangs, cast a black light, and shone at the black and white bicolor sword.

Suddenly, the black-and-white two-color sword-pumping body soared again by three points, and the sharp sword qi burst out, setting off a huge wave of sword qi, which raged like a tide and swept across.

With a touch of blood red, Du Wansong's hands with his sword cracked, and blood spilled!

"Ghost King Slash!"

Crazy face! Crazy Sword! Crazy cut out ...

As Du Wansong roared loudly, the black-and-white two-color sword floating in front of him was chopped out, passing all the way, the void was broken, and the lightning flashed and thundered!

Chu Yan's face finally showed a dignified color, her eyes were dazzling, the four cyclones in the body were running wildly, the black Rakshasa burst out with anger, the majestic power, like the raging waves, carried around him Countless cyclones.

Huh!

Chu Chuyan moved!