v2 Chapter 1670： Depraved throne

oom! !!

The sword and the spear fought fiercely, each strand of will was colliding madly. To completely crush each other, this is a contest between wills. One will cover the heavens and the earth in the dark, and the other will Break the heavens and the heavens, burn all the jade and stone, and I will be invincible. They are the most violent meaning of martial arts. Any trace can overwhelm a top powerhouse. For the numerous monks, the remaining traces are a great opportunity to realize the supreme holy land of spear and sword.

But this is just a small confrontation between Yi Tianxing and the fallen Son.

At the moment of the collision, we can see that countless light burst out instantly, covering the entire battlefield.

At the same time, it can be seen that the Kowloon trenches quickly shuttled, running across the Quartet like a streamer, launching charges again and again, Yi Tianxing stood on the trenches, each time the charge, the war spear in his hand sent a deadly to the fallen saint. One blow, each blow, can destroy the world and break the mountains and rivers. The speed of the fallen saint is even more terrible. The wings behind him only shake slightly, and the speed of terror can erupt.

The speed is not under the Kowloon trenches.

At the beginning, the battle between the two men was completely shrouded in countless gods, and the scope of the war covered the entire battlefield around them.

The speed of the fight was overwhelming.

Many monks looked at it, let alone their eyes, and couldn't even keep up with the spirit of Yuanshen. Looking at it forcibly, one by one felt dizzy, and even uncomfortably wanted to vomit blood and passed out.

Puff puff! !!

Not wanting to vomit blood, but it was really watched by a large number of monks forcibly, and he vomited blood three feet instantly, his face became pale like paper on the spot, and it looked terrible.

"It ’s terrible, terrifying. Just now I felt as if I had been severely impacted in my mind. The soul almost broke up on the spot. It was terrible. Sure enough, watching the showdown of the strong, once you go beyond your own level, even if you look at it, The intangible pressure of Daoyun will bring a devastating blow to itself. It will have a huge impact on its own avenue. If it cannot be resisted, it will be hit hard. "

"Fortunately, fortunately, I can see a few glances. It is indeed a demon-level fight. The speed of the shot is so fast that it cannot be captured at all. If it is turned in time, once it spits blood, it will inevitably cause great damage to itself. But road injuries. It hurts its own avenue. If you don't step on a certain height, you will not be affected. "

"No wonder there are rumors that the battle of the top powers should not be approached if they do not reach a certain height. Either ordinary people or top powers that are not much different. Ordinary people will not be hurt by the road. You can touch the by-passes and feel the rhyme rules in it. If not, other people's observance will only bring bad results and suffer road injuries. It is too difficult to make up for such road injuries. This time if you receive the Tao Injuries will inevitably lead to heavy losses. "

A large number of monks of the night have ugly faces, whether they are remorseful, or some who are afraid when their faces are exposed.

Obviously, in the spectating, it was damaged to varying degrees.

Demon-level battles cannot be watched by ordinary people unless they are watched in a special way, for example, by supernatural powers or even peeping treasures. But in that kind of watching, you can't feel the Taoism and Qiji directly.

Just like Zhuge Liang in the Hongmeng Tiandi Tower, they have nothing to watch. In fact, they watch the fire from the other side. They can only see the situation of the war. The Tao Yunqi emitted from it cannot be personally experienced. This isolates them from being affected. The possibility of road injuries.

Otherwise, this time, I don't know how many soldiers will be seriously injured by road injuries.

"Now you can't tell the strong and the weak. Only after you play will you know that everything else can only wait. However, the strength of the emperor must not be inferior to this fallen Son. The odds of winning are No, we must have enough confidence in the emperor. "

Liu Bowen said.

His eyes did not leave the two figures in the slightest. Even if you do n’t experience the changes in the Tao rhyme, you can get all kinds of benefits and get great insights just by watching. There are definitely endless benefits.

"Yes, the husband will not be defeated."

Zhao Yue said flatly. There was a touch of evil spirit between the eyebrows.

Bang Bang! !!

Fighting fast, the speed of the two fighting is really too fast, only a few breaths, each other has played against each other hundreds of times, thousands of times, the battle sword and war spear continue to clash, each hit can be described as wonderful , Their own combat skills are invincible, is entirely a skill born in suicide. Smelted with the blood of the dead mountains. Naturally terrible.

Whenever there is a flaw in the match, it will bring a fatal crisis. In an instant, it can be divided into births and deaths.

Do n’t think that the higher the cultivation, the longer it will take time to fight. In fact, in many cases, it is the temptation of the previous moment. . Give it a fatal blow. Naturally it is more dangerous and more terrible.

Therefore, there is no doubt that each breath can experience dozens of deadly threats.

Winners and losers are possible at any time.

But obviously, neither the fallen Son nor Yi Tianxing will leave a fatal flaw.

"Very strong, like a sea of ​​power, the fallen wings behind him are the source of his strength. The fallen forces converge. If he can cut off the wings, he can certainly break his arms." In the fierce battle, Yi Tianxing also fell on the fallen The Son has a clearer understanding.

That wing is the most important part. Of course, it is the weakness and the most powerful point. The power contained in it can give the wing the power to destroy the world. There is not much power to cause damage, even more terror. It is undoubtedly difficult to cut off.

Difficult to complete.

"kill!!"

Yi Tianxing's eyes flashed lightly, and during another collision, a killing sound came out of his mouth. The dark prison collided with the skybreaking spear. The next moment, from the spear, a vast force erupted without warning. The strength has more than doubled than before, almost like a torrent and tsunami. In one fell swoop, the jail will burst apart. If it were not for the rapid emergence of a powerful force from the jail, I am afraid that with this blow, the jail jail will fly out.

Even so, the fallen Son still could not help but collapse and withdraw from his body, constantly waving his wings, trying to make the body fast and stable.

"Cleaver."

At the next moment, the pupil of the fallen Son shrank violently, and he suddenly saw that a golden flying knife appeared out of thin air. The endless ray of light blooms, it seems that the endless light of wisdom can be felt on the flying knife. It's like living. In his eyes, wisdom is like the sea, as if he can see everything. But there is no trace of fireworks in the day after tomorrow, not even the ventilator.

But the fallen saint will never consider this to be an ordinary flying knife that is harmless. Yong Ye's understanding of Yi Tianxing is definitely not inferior to anyone, or even more. He has seen the terrible power of the cutting knife in the past. Until now, it is naturally impossible to know, and for many Tianjiao, Such a sword is even more jealous. If you are not careful, it will bring a deadly threat.

Not to mention, the power of the sword is now stronger, and the sword of wisdom has become a terrible magical power of innate spirit treasure level. Between reality and reality, the edge is endless.

Moreover, this time, even when he was forcibly broken by the war spear, and his body could not be completely controlled.

The grasp of timing can be described as wonderful to the pinnacle.

The air machine was locked instantly.

Therefore, when the flying sword appeared, the fallen saint immediately felt an unimaginable chill coming out of his body, as if it was stared at by a terrible poisonous snake, extremely deadly.

The air machine is locked, and even the soul and spirit are locked. There is no way to avoid cutting off the air machine connection of this flying knife.

This is a deadly killing move.

Once it can't be avoided, it must be a dead word.

Click! !!

As fast as lightning, the sword of the God of Sword appeared at an incredible speed before the fallen Son, even around his neck, and quickly circled. Immediately, a red blood line appeared on the neck out of thin air, and the head volleyed in the next second. But weirdly, no blood spewed from the neck. Instead, at the next moment, all the corpses, heads, and skulls began to shatter and become completely empty. The figure of the fallen Son appeared behind the Kowloon trenches out of thin air.

Cut out with a sword.

This sword waved, the fire of endless sin was burning, the terrible dark prison world appeared out of thin air, and suddenly the sword light rose above the dark prison. It's like a world rolling in.

"Undead stand-in."

Yi Tianxing didn't feel the accident. After discovering that the body that died under the slashing sword quickly collapsed, it became clear that this must be the method of dying. The method of dying that can work for them is absolutely extremely precious. To be able to annihilate a life is absolutely invaluable, without any loss. I also felt the sharp sword after myself.

boom! !!

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This smashing, the void is distorted, and numerous cracks appear. It seems that the next moment will be completely broken, and the space is like glass. It's terrible. And this attack will also forcibly intercept the attack of the fallen Son.

"Very well, this Emperor Yi is qualified to make this saint truly serious, and you are qualified to see my true power."

The fallen Son appeared in front of Yi Tianxing, looking at Yi Tianxing, but his eyes showed a touch of excitement. It is definitely fortunate to be able to fight with evenly matched opponents, and the blood in the body has begun to boil.

"The fallen throne, suppress the strong enemy for me. Climb to the top."

The fallen Son has no hesitation.

Before the words fell, I could clearly see that in front of me, a dark throne appeared out of thin air. This throne, at first glance, was no small matter. Looking closely, it seems that it is cast from a dark plume.