Chapter 834 (1/2)

In the sky, the sword Qi, which is more powerful than the Nine Star King Wu, broke up and roared in the sky.

The golden energy explodes, makes the sky bright, and then turns into the air wave to sweep.

Qiu Feng snorted, his body was blown away by the explosion.

Because of the death of his body, Qiu Feng fell back and drowned a touch of blood from the corner of his mouth.

But he was even more surprised.

His eyes were wide open and he looked at it in disbelief, the explosion of brilliant energy.

That's him, using the sword spirit created by Qianling Fenshen Lei.

It's so powerful that ordinary attacks can't hurt it at all.

However, he was stabbed by Wang Xiaojian.

How could this be possible?!

Qiu Feng couldn't believe it. His eyes widened and his eyes were shocked at the explosion energy in the sky.

However, Wang Xiaojian did not stop.

He raised the golden Emperor Xuan sword, took the opportunity to kill, and read a poem again.

”If you don't see the bright mirror in the high hall with sad white hair, the morning is like green silk, and in the evening it becomes snow!”

this is an incomparably beautiful poem with the beauty of melody.

But the poem is also full of cold murders, which makes Qiu Feng's hair stand up when he hears it.

Wang Xiaojian holds the golden Emperor Xuan sword, and his eyes are like cold electricity.

He unfolded his golden wings and displayed the second stage skill of drinking. He was like an off-line arrow and shot out again.

Whoosh ~

in the sky, Wang Xiaojian crossed the bright awn with one sword.

He is like an eternal beam of light through the night sky.

In Qiu Feng's incredible eyes, Wang Xiaojian once again took the sword with him, penetrating the remaining sword spirit of Qiu Feng.

The sword and the human figure penetrate through the chest of the sword Qi.

Poof!

Boom!

Boom!

The body of Wang Xiaojian holding the sword shoots into the night sky.

Behind him, the sword spirit belonging to Qiu Feng split up again.

There was a roar in the sky.

In the dark night, it blooms out more dazzling light, and then turns into a wave.

Puff ~

another sword spirit died.

When Qiu Feng opened his eyes, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qianling Fenshen thunder, the creation of the body, incomparably powerful.

However, the cost of creation is also very high.

Every sword spirit will die, he will also be eaten back.

At this time, he suffered a lot of internal injuries because of the death of the two swords.

Qiu Feng covered his chest and drowned in the corners of his mouth.

His face was a little pale again, showing a shock expression.

Qianling Fenshen thunder is the martial skill of the seventh grade of xuanjie, which is extremely powerful.

With the cultivation of his one star King Wu's peak, the combat power of the two separate bodies has reached the peak level of the Nine Star King Wu.

However, the two identities have not yet played a role, and even Wang Xiaojian's hair is not hurt, they are defeated.

Qiu Feng could not accept the result.

Qiu Feng looks at Wang Xiaojian, who shoots into the sky. But the next second, he suddenly shakes.

Because the figure of Wang Xiaojian disappeared suddenly.

When Qiu Feng looked back, he found that Wang Xiaojian had already returned to his original place. He looked down at the emperor's sword and looked down on him.

Qiu Feng changed his face and said, ”Wang Xiaojian, what kind of sword technique is this?”

The king's golden sword, the king's sword in the air, and the king's sword in the air

”Will there be wine?”

Qiu Feng had never heard of this kind of sword technique. His body was stunned and said, ”is it a ground level sword technique?”