Chapter 737 (1/2)

It is the first time for Wang Xiaojian to see such a strange martial art. When he uses his sword technique, he can create energy to separate himself.

In the face of the sword, Wang Xiaojian with a strong sense of God, look carefully.

Immediately, he found that the energy was actually condensed from sword Qi.

The energy of this sword Qi can not be compared with Qiu Shengjie.

However, from their cooperation with Qiu Shengjie, attack together, send out a strong breath.

Qiu Shengjie's overall combat power has been more than doubled since he used this move!

However, Wang Xiaojian's face was fearless, and his heart was moved. Zixia's real Qi made him quick.

Then, with a cold hum, he displayed his body method and lost his shadow step.

Wang Xiaojian's body is as light as a swallow.

In Qiu Shengjie, he is surrounded by two pieces of his energy.

In the three directions, Wang Xiaojian's body turned into a series of shadows and disappeared in an instant when the sword spirit, which was full of destruction, was enveloped in him again.

Brush!

Boom!

As soon as Wang Xiaojian's figure disappeared, three golden swords of several Zhang long burst out on the grassland.

The plain in front of Shanmen square is like a heavy bomb.

The plants turned into fly ash and the soil splashed everywhere.

”Where to go?”

In the tens of thousands of shocking eyes, Qiu Shengjie's eyes are as sharp as hawks and falcons. He jumps forward and takes his two energy parts to kill Wang Xiaojian again.

Whoosh ~

one primordial, two energies separate.

With endless opportunities to kill, Wang Xiaojian came to kill.

Where the sword passed, the air was torn apart and spread like a wave of air.

This is a crisis that is coming.

It's the crisis of death.

It's an unsolved crisis.

Like from hell, breathing the awn of death.

Once it falls, it is the time for Wang Xiaojian to die.

However, Wang Xiaojian's black hair was flying, and his handsome face showed a bold and unrestrained expression.

”Qiu old dog, this move is very powerful, but it is naive to want to kill.”

”Eat me!”

Wang Xiaojian spits thunder at the mouth of his sword, grabs his fist and bursts out golden thunder.

In the face of the three killing figures.

He was full of genuine Qi and condensed to the extreme.

The whole body, blooming out, like the sun in general light!

Wang Xiaojian's body quickly swept out.

He did not rush to Qiu Shengjie, but rushed to Qiu Shengjie with his powerful martial arts skills and the sword spirit.

People are still in the air, he decisive display, Qinglei fist of the strongest kill move.

Thick clouds pressed on top of the whole plain, bursts of thunder sound.

Wanjun thunder fist!

Boom!

There are three killing moves in total.

They are thunder, thunder and lightning, and thunderbolt!

Among the three moves, one is more powerful than the other.

A blow of thunder, represents the tyranny of thunder.

Thunder and lightning represent the rapidity of thunder. The fist is like the shadow of lightning fist.

Wanjun thunder fist represents the destruction of thunder.

One punch is like a thunderbolt and a fist is withering in the sea!

At this time, in the face of Qiu Shengjie, who displays double combat power, Wang Xiaojian resolutely displays the strongest killing move of Qinglei fist.

In the eyes of horror, Wang Xiaojian's body crossed the purple shadow in the air and appeared in front of Qiu Shengjie's energy incarnation.

Then, his eyes were sharp, his fist in his hand, with the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, was separated from the energy and smashed hard.

Wanjun thunder, force to break the mountains and rivers!