Chapter 1553

"Good! The sword has no dust. Don't think that if you beat me before, your strength will really be stronger than me. You haven't really seen my magic subduing array. " As soon as aofangchen's words were finished, several array weapons appeared in his hands.

With his knack, the magic weapon appeared suddenly and enveloped him.

"Thousand illusions, subdue the devil!" When Ao Fangchen cuts it out with one sword and penetrates it from the magic weapon, it turns out to be a thousand sword shadows, which is twice as powerful as his previous sword.

When he came to shengjianfeng, he just wanted to get "justice" back for Han Yutang, but he was defeated by the sword's clean hand, and his prestige was ruined. This sword is not only to recover "justice" for Han Yutang, but also to rectify the name of his God. Naturally, he has no reservation. He even has the ability to press the bottom of the box.

What a powerful array! Mu Hanyan knew that his magic array not only had the ability of restraining shackles, but also directly raised the power of the sword, which was similar to their five magic weapons. It turns out that Han Yutang didn't play the power of this array last time, otherwise she couldn't crack it easily.

"Kendo, no dust!" The expression of sword without dust becomes extremely dignified, and it cuts out again with one sword.

"Shum!" The spirit of the holy sword came out again without any impurity.

But this time, he didn't cut aofangchen's sword. The two swords meet in mid air, and they are deadlocked, just like two black dragons fighting to death.

It's no wonder that although jianwuchen is gifted, he used to be one of the two most promising saints to take over the throne of the Lord, but after all, he has been abandoned for thousands of years. However, aofangchen has been practicing hard for thousands of years, and most of his energy has been put on this magic subduing array.

It's not easy for Jian Wuchen to beat him.

The two swords can't be separated, and they can't beat each other.

However, the swordsmanship of sword without dust comes from the soul of a sword left by that peerless powerful man in the holy land. It is not comparable to the swordsmanship of proud Fang Chen. With the passage of time, aofangchen's powerful sword still slowly disappeared. Obviously, if this stalemate continues, aofangchen will surely lose.

"I didn't expect that the cultivation of elder Wuchen was so terrible."

"I heard that he almost took over the throne of the LORD before, but I still don't believe it. Now I know that he really has such strength."

"Old lady aochang is too confident. He doesn't think about it. If elder Wuchen hadn't been injured in those years, how could he have today's reputation?"

"Yes, I know that elder Wuchen's injury is healed, and he still has to do it. Isn't that boring? It's a pity that one's reputation will be destroyed in this way. " The eyes of those saints at the foot of the peak were not bad, and there were many comments.

In fact, they are more proud of Fang Chen and feel sympathy for him, but this is too straightforward, like a loud slap in the face.

Aofangchen's face was as red as a pig's liver, and he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Elder Ao, it's just a little grudge between the younger generation. Otherwise, let them solve it by themselves. How about we stop each other?" Jian Wuchen doesn't want to be proud of Fang Chen's reputation. He says again.

"Sword is clean, you think you really win, I can't!" Jian Wuchen originally meant well, but when he heard Ao Fangchen's ear, it was no different from great humiliation and roared angrily.

At the same time, the long sword in my hand made a buzzing sound, and thousands of swords appeared, flashing the unique light of array rune, like a huge sword net, flying towards mu Hanyan and others.

"Ao Fangchen, are you crazy?" The sword has no dust to startle a voice to shout a way.

Although aofangchen's sword has divided half of its power and can't compete with his Wuchen sword, the other half of its power is still too strong for mu Hanyan and others.

The most important thing is that the thousand swords are not only aimed at the cold smoke, but also the descendants of more than 100 gods.

Don't he know what these guardians of the gods mean to the holy land? What's the difference between doing this and being crazy.

"Elder Ao, stop it Jin Qisheng was also startled. He yelled and clapped at the thousands of swords.

But he is famous for his medical skills, and his strength is not strong. How can he resist the sword of aofangchen? With a dull sound, Jin Qisheng was shocked out by the sword.

The children of the holy court at the foot of the peak were also shocked. They didn't expect that Ao Fangchen would be so insane.

Mu Hanyan and other people's faces changed greatly. Compared with other people, they felt the horror of Ao Fangchen's sword more clearly. This sword was not what they could resist at all. What's more, they didn't even have the chance to escape under the shackles of that array of Qi.

"Thousand broken, array destroyed!" At the critical moment, a cold drink suddenly sounded.

"I'm sorry!" Mu Hanyan turns his head in surprise.

The straight and elegant figure of the night end comes flying like a meteor, and the thousand broken sword is flashing with bright light, piercing straight towards the thousand magic sword awn of aofangchen."Ha!" The sword that the rune twinkles fiercely breaks, unexpectedly spreads out to be like crystal to break of crisp ring.

Compared with the last time in Anyun capital against Zhan Tian Annan, the power of Ye Lan Li's sword is obviously much stronger.

Although Ye Lan Ji is much younger than Ao Fangchen, and his accomplishments can not be compared with his ten thousand years of hard work, Ao Fangchen has two swords at this time, which is equivalent to one against two. The two men he faces, one is the most hopeful saint to inherit the throne of the LORD a thousand years ago, and the other is the most hopeful saint to inherit the throne of the LORD a thousand years later And metaphor.

What's more, the sword of the thousand broken sword is the sword of the thousand broken sword. He has a great restraint on his thousand illusions.

When the situation is not good, Ao Fangchen repeatedly plays the sword formula array formula, but still can't stop the spirit of the sword of the thousand broken array.

As his thousand magic swords were broken like soap bubbles, the swords at the end of the night also flitted past his chest, bringing out a cloud of blood. "It's you at night!" Although it's a long story, it's just a matter of an instant from the appearance of the night end to the breaking of the sword array, and then to the stabbing of aofangchen with a sword. It's only at this time that aofangchen recognizes who he is.

In fact, the sword of Ye Lan Ji is not heavy. He is proud of Fang Chen's strength. He doesn't even need to take pills, and his injury is instantly healed. But what this sword stabs is not his body, but his face, and the dignity accumulated for thousands of years. Looking at the end of the night, the eyes of aofangchen can almost spray fire.

"Elder Ao, I have offended you." The night LAN is not humble and arrogant to say.

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