Chapter 648 (1/2)

”Too strong, too strong. Is this son the reincarnation of an ancient beast? How dare you catch the flying sword with your hand

A Buddhist monk shook his head repeatedly.

The patriarchs of the seven great Xuanmen were extremely dignified, and they looked down on Ye Chen. At this point, the strength of Ye dust, which is the only giant comparable?

Only the father of Lu's sisters, LV Yunchang laughed and even called his son-in-law.

”The sword is good, but it's a pity that your swordsmanship is too good.”

As ye Chen spoke, he pressed down the golden flame and laid a golden seal on the green Xuan sword. At the end of the day, the cry of Qingxuan sword gradually disappeared, like a salted fish, no longer beating.

At this time, ask sword ancestor to show fear finally.

Ye Chen breaks through his field and flies the sword with bare hands, showing his invincible posture. At this time, the old master of the sword appeared. The young man in front of him was his greatest enemy.

”Ten unique Kendo!”

The ancient sword school pays attention to both magic and martial arts, not only refining flying sword, but also cultivating sword Qi. When he lost his flying sword, he didn't panic. Instead, he pinched the sword formula and turned it into a sword finger.

”Boom!”

The vitality of tens of miles around him, with him as the center, suddenly surged.

Between heaven and earth, a hundred Zhang long sword Qi condenses and covers ten sides, as if destroying the heaven and destroying the earth. The whole Hilltop of the fence is covered by endless sword spirit. The mighty sword spirit finally turned into a tornado.

One root supports the sky and moves the earth. Like a column of sword like tornado, it rises from the ground and sandwiches the leaf dust in the middle.

This kind of terrifying power has disgraced everyone. Although it is a unique skill of the ancient sword school, no one has ever used it. It is so powerful.

Nanliwang's ten Jue Kendo is a hundred times worse than he is!

”I am worthy of being the first person in my seven major Xuanmen. This sword skill alone is enough to suppress the ancient clan. ”

No heaven Buddha's feeling.

And leaf dust is not surprised at all, stepping on the sky, like a golden sun, across the sky.

”Broken, broken!”

Countless swords and tornadoes were smashed by Ye Chen with his fist. The sword Qi that can cut the gold and cut the iron fell on the leaf dust's body like raindrops. It could not shake the leaf dust at all, and even the golden awn around the leaf dust could not be broken.

”Prisoner!”

Ask the master of the sword to turn over the formula and wave it.

”Boom

The nine sword tornado, which is thousands of meters long, is like nine giant dragons. It winds around the leaf dust from all directions. These sword tornadoes, high rotating, like sharp cutting machines, roar and crash on Ye Chen, squeezing him to pieces.

”Ding Ding Ding Ding!”

In the sky, the sound of innumerable metal sounds, like a steel knife across the iron plate, extremely harsh.

That is, Henglan mountain, after the revival of aura, is incomparably hard enough to bear the fight between Zhenjun and Henglan mountain. There are also sword marks on the top of Henglan mountain, which is several inches deep. If it was an ordinary mountain, it would have been flattened by the raw people for thousands of kilometers in front of the supreme sword technique of the ancestor of the sword.

Unfortunately, no matter how sharp and fast these swords are, ye Chen can't do anything about it.

Ye Chenli was drowned in the nine sword tornadoes. Only a faint golden light could be seen, as if extinguished at any time. But he stood still, and his whole body was filled with the breath of immortality, immortality and immortality.

The spirit body is extremely strong, has nearly ten thousand Dharma not to invade!

”Coagulate!”

Ask the sword ancestor to turn his hand again with a dignified face.

The nine sword tornadoes as thick as a giant tree suddenly condense into thin chains, which are only as thick as their arms. Each of them is the condensation of countless sword Qi. Once it explodes, it will be enough to blow up a thousand kilometers of mountains.

These nine divine chains entangle the dust of the leaves, and even the golden awn is overwhelmed for a moment.

”To win?”