v4 Chapter 25： Extreme Magic Hall [First more] (1/2)

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Sword beads!

Li Yantian's pupils contracted, revealing a dignified color.

The Zi Xiaozong practiced Kendo, and the predecessors of Zongmen were approaching. Before sitting, the whole body will be transformed into a kind of sword and merged into a certain type of jade, and the jade after incorporating this sword will become a sword ball. The Zixiao sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and its strength is overbearing. There are many ancestors sitting in the ancestral gate, and all will leave a sword ball. This sword ball has different strengths and strengths, and one of them is unconstrained. It is extremely difficult to surrender. If a monk wants to use it, he must crush the sword ball and integrate that sword in his body. Internal strength soared several times, killing powerful enemies, is a unique secret treasure of the Zi Xiaozong, non-Zi Xiaozong monk, the sword of the body is intolerable, harmful and useless.

However, it is not easy to use the sword beads. The monks need to be aggressive in their cultivation, and they must persist in their perseverance before they can be used in refining. Otherwise, if they are not careful and cannot bear the fusion of swords, they will be attacked by swords. In the light, the physical body is damaged and the vitality is severely injured. In the other, it is broken by the sword on the spot and the gods are destroyed. Therefore, although there are a lot of sword beads in Zixiaozong, the disciples under the door are not used at a critical time.

Right now, this essay crushes sword beads, blends swords, and soars several times in strength. This shows that the sword beads in this person's hands are precious. It must be that the great magical monk who practiced Kendo I was condensed into a thousand cohesions. .

Self-injury before shooting.

But Wen Daozi was still safe in his heart, and he wasn't ready to retreat when he shot this time.

But he was struggling hard, and Li Yuntian also dreamed of it intact.

Into the sword, the strength skyrocketed. But after all, this sword intention is the result of the forcible promotion of foreign objects. Every time, it will cause great damage to the physical meridians, so it is best to shoot immediately.

”Heavenly friend, pick me a sword. After this sword, you and I will win.”

Wen Daozi looked pale, blood poured out, dripping along the corner of the clothes, described as terrible. At the same time, the breath of this person also reached its peak in an instant!

”One sword, broken sky!”

In the roar, Zi Xiao's sword flashed, and a swagger of swords exploded from the sky, sweeping away.

Sharp, Mo can resist.

Raise your arm and the sword falls.

Wen Daozi's Qiqiao bleeds, the flesh is more broken and scattered, and he retreats, his breath is weak.

An invisible sword, coming out of the Zixiao sword, passing by along the way, the space trembled, and a rift appeared.

Wen Daozi himself successfully repaired the Yuan Ying with a fusion of sword beads and sword power. After being superimposed by the Zixiao sword power, he was shocked by the power. Such supernatural powers can already kill any monk who does not fall below.

How can you resist with one sword!

Li Zhitian was transformed into a demon body, with a height of one hundred feet, arrogant physical powers, and unparalleled magical powers. Hostile monks in the late period could easily kill them, but the sword was cut off at the moment, leaving him with a chill in his heart.

But still, it couldn't scare him.

”The sword is strong, but after all, it is not from your own cultivation. How can this sect be afraid?”

”Today, this sect defeats your sword with the supreme devil, making you defeated.”

”Supreme magic, shocking, fist-falling, shattering!”

Growl, as the devil growls.

One punch.

The billowing magic is as dark as ink, sticky and dripping, wrapped around the fist, and the space is shattered and shattered.

boom!

The magic fist, Jianyi Void against the bomber, Pei Ranwei burst, sweeping the sky.

The tremor of space is blurry and invisible, but the breath is enough to make everyone tremble.

There are countless monks in the surrounding mountains, all of which are discolored, with fear and fear in the eyes.

Sword means Hengqiu, blood flowers bloom.

After a short while, dissipate.

Baizhang's demon body, the scars crisscross, flesh and blood quickly healed, but was again torn by the sword left over from the wound.

Li Yantian was hit hard. Even so, his gaze was still full-length, his back straight, full of arrogance.

”Wen Daozi, you fuse sword beads, and you are still not your adversary.”

”Although this case is hit hard, you still have three points of strength, and you are already unable to continue to shoot.”