V1.C343 (1/2)

The hell of the fire is raging, and I don't know how many thousand handed ninjas are set on fire and howl.

There was a chill in Xuan's eyes. The cold and despairing chakra emanated from his body, which was far stronger than any other time.

The giant rose to the sky, his facial features were more clear. He held a long black sword in both hands. The ground shook when he waved it. Each sword was cut out, just like death harvesting. I don't know how many thousand handed ninjas fell down.

”What the hell is going on here?”

In the face of Xuanxuan, Qianshou Luo's facial expression is distorted. There are too many things that he can't understand today.

Yuzhi Boxuan rushed to the Qianshou position alone. Now he can guess the reason. He just wants to break through the patriarchal level with the help of the huge pressure given by the thousand hands.

But why, he can still break out of this kind of strength now. His chakra and writing wheel eye have obviously been consumed seriously. The whole person is at the end of his tether. Even if he breaks through, it is impossible to recover so many chakras immediately.

However, his questions are doomed to not get the answer. With the waving of the sword of Tianzhao in xuzuo's hands, the screams of the thousand handed ninjas came into his ears.

”Even if you reach the patriarchal level, you want to destroy thousands of people in fenglingchuan by your own power. Even if you are the resurrection of yuzhibotian Island, it is wishful thinking.”

The thousand hand Luo is nearly crazy. The huge chakra rises from the sky and stirs up the storm.

”Wind run away, refine big jade in the sky!”

Hands gently interlaced, rotating wind escape air condensation, enough to break the boulder of the wind bomb toward the magic like xuzuo.

The powerful whisker, however, can not break the wind.

”Fengdun, Fengshen sword!”

The wind breaking out of the sky, crazily condensed in the air, and the thunder flickered, a huge transparent sword condensed by the wind appeared, emitting a suffocating pressure, as if it was the sword of the God of wind.

This move is the S-level Ninja skill in fengdun, which has reached the level of mystery and righteousness. It is also called the sword of yuzhibo's xuanpi God. It is very powerful and terrifying.

In fact, it's only a moment. The interval between the two Ninjutsu is less than two seconds. The hands of Qianshou Luo are waving hard, as if they are manipulating the sword of God and chopping towards the huge xuzuo.

The sky shining sword turned back, and the dark kaleidoscope whirled. The dark immortal sword bravely met him. Xuan's mouth was smiling, but his eyes were cold.

”The return of yuzhibotian island? Joke, I'm so much better than him. ”

Plain words, not loud, can be clearly introduced into everyone's ears, so that people's hearts filled with a chill, shudder.

The sword of Tianzhao and the sword of Fengshen collide in the air, and they burst into the sky. The deafening roar broke out violently. The nearby thousand handed people have not been affected by the aftershock. The eardrum has been broken by the loud noise, and the blood from the seven orifices is flowing out.

This is still a strong strength, those from the next tolerance, in the moment of hearing this loud noise, eardrum rupture, has been hard to shake in the past.

Then the afterwave swept, and under the pouring rainstorm, the mud was flying like a mountain torrent broke out on the flat land. The unconscious Qianshou people were rolled up by the afterwaves, mixed with mud and water and thrown into the air, and their bodies were shattered.