Chapter 1200

The cloud sword was broken, and Yang Xuan's eyebrows could not help wrinkling. His strength exceeds too many friars in the same realm as him, especially on the point of strength, he has reached the level of friars in the eighth realm. But even so, when he fought with the cloud sword around him just now, Yang Xuan still couldn't bear the power attached to it.

Moreover, this is not the most terrible thing. If this cloud Tianling array is just that, Yang Xuan won't be so worried.

After these cloud swords were broken, the fragments around them flew again and fused with the white waves around them. It seems that unless Yun Ao's spiritual power is exhausted, or Yang Xuan can break the cloud wave array, these cloud swords will be endless.

Sure enough, seven cloud swords appeared around Yang Xuan's body again, stabbing Yang Xuan from all directions. As soon as Yang Xuan gritted his teeth, the black dragon horn in his hand waved quickly. After colliding with the surrounding cloud sword, the cloud sword was broken as before.

"Cloud spike, cloud hammer." Yunao's voice remembered again. This time, yunlang reconstituted eight hammers and hit Yang Xuan's head from top to bottom. Yang Xuan could not help feeling that his head was big for a while. The seven star sword formula belonged to the fast sword, so he was not afraid of many cloud swords around him, but the emergence of cloud hammer made Yang Xuan feel very difficult.

But no matter how difficult it was, in this life and death situation, Yang Xuan had to keep waving his sword to stop these attacks, but after this, Yang Xuan's arm began to tremble violently, and a layer of sweat exuded from his forehead.

Seeing Yang Xuan's appearance, Yun Ao couldn't help being more arrogant. In the surrounding clouds and waves, dozens of spikes condensed and formed and flew towards Yang Xuan.

These spikes are only the thickness of fingers and the length of arms. Although they look insignificant, they are very sharp. If Yang Xuan is really stabbed by one of them, the place where he is stabbed must be a big hole.

Yang Xuan's eyebrows could not help wrinkling. He shook his wrist and drank softly: "Seven Star Sword formula - rain sword style."

Then, dozens of golden sword Qi flew out of the black dragon horn and collided with the spikes in the air. Although these sword Qi failed to break the spikes, they offset the power on many spikes to a certain extent.

Seeing that the sharp spikes were going to stab Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan quickly waved the black dragon sword again. A circular arc sword Qi was formed around Yang Xuan's body, which was worthy of blocking these sharp spikes.

The spikes fell to the ground again. After they became fragments, there were several long ropes condensed by clouds and waves flying towards Yang Xuan, which had a great momentum to bind Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan's hand holding the black dragon horn could not help but increase his strength. The rain sword shot cut off the long rope in mid air, and then cut out several swords, breaking the cloud swords condensed and formed in mid air.

"Yang Xuan, can you hear me?" Lingying's voice suddenly came in from the outside. Yang Xuan hurriedly replied, "I can hear it. Can you hear me?"

"I can hear you. What's going on inside you?"

"It's OK in here. I can hold it." Yang Xuan shouted and asked again, "can you find Yun Ao? I can hold on. You can shoot him quickly."

"Ha ha ha." Hearing the conversation between them, Yun Ao couldn't help laughing and said, "do you want to find me? I've been integrated with Yun Tianling array since the operation of Yun Tianling array. If you want to find me, break the array first."

When Yun Ao finished, he laughed again.

Then, in the cloud sky spirit array, the clouds surged, and another cloud sword appeared. However, compared with the cloud sword just now, which is only the size of a normal long sword, the cloud sword this time is at least ten times larger. Just floating in mid air gives people a very strong pressure.

"Take my move, cloud sword · broken."

"Hum, can you me with a small skill?" Yang Xuan's face was dignified, but his tone was very relaxed. He jumped up from the ground, and the black dragon horn in his hand suddenly stabbed into the cloud sword. The crack spread like a cobweb centered on the black dragon horn, and some of them gushed out.

Then, the giant cloud sword broke on the spot, turned into countless pieces and scattered around.

When the fragments fell into the air, they stopped, and then turned into several swords again. After circling in the air, they flew to Yang Xuan again.

Yang Xuan waved another sword, and a quarter of the cloud sword in the air was broken on the spot in an instant, but Yang Xuan was caught off guard and was scratched across his shoulder by two small swords, leaving an inch long wound.

But Yang Xuan didn't feel impatient, but looked at the air around him with a thoughtful expression. In the clouds and waves, all kinds of weapons were constantly transformed, like waves, one after another, rushing towards Yang Xuan. But Yang Xuan just kept waving his black sword, and the black dragon horn flew in the air and became a black training. The shadow of the sword turned and smashed all the weapons turned out by various clouds and waves flying towards him.

For a moment, Yang Xuan and yunlang were deadlocked, and no one could take anyone.

However, this situation did not last long. Yang Xuan suddenly brightened his eyes and laughed and said, "I see, I know."

Yang Xuan looked up and said with a loud laugh, "Yun Ao, I know your details. Next, you're ready to die."

There was a surge in the cloud waves. Yun Ao seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say it in the end. In the cloud waves, he only thought of a dull hum.

Yang Xuan jumped up from the ground, and the golden light in the middle of his brow lit up, illuminating the clouds and waves above. Then, Yang Xuan waved the black dragon horn in his hand, and a sword spirit came out and fell heavily on the clouds and waves. Behind Yang Xuan, there were dozens of various weapons condensed into shape in the clouds and waves, flying towards Yang Xuan.

"Seven Star Sword formula - rain sword style." Yang Xuan turned back and waved a sword. Dozens of golden sword Qi flew out and collided with the weapons transformed by the white cloud waves behind Yang Xuan.

"I have a sword to kill the dragon, I have a sword to break my life. I have a sword to decide life and death..."

Yang Xuan chanted in his mouth. Behind him, the weapons condensed by clouds and waves collided with the rain sword. After they dissipated, new weapons condensed and formed and flew to Yang Xuan. But Yang Xuan was still not in a hurry. His body was constantly shuttling in the shadow of the sword, and the black dragon horn in his hand actually began to tremble, just as he was responding to the Qing Yin in Yang Xuan's mouth.

"I have a sword to open the sky."

Yang Xuan's voice fell and his steps stopped. His momentum actually began to soar. The momentum was so strong that even the clouds around him began to surge and tremble.

"Seven Star Sword formula - sky opening type." The last light drink sounded from Yang Xuan's mouth, and Yang Xuan finally waved a sword. And the constantly surging cloud sky spirit array also collapsed immediately.