Lei Po Tian felt that Chu Xuan was too arrogant. He dared not answer his own words. He was very angry. After a moment's suppression, he said darkly: "no matter whether it's Buddhism or Taoism, no one in the same realm can resist my sword flying immortal. Even if the tank is a tank, I can split a sword in two."
Lei Po Tian's voice was a little hoarse, echoing in the dark night sky, carrying a cold chill, as if the cold iron plates were scraping each other, harsh and incomparable.
"Do you know who died in the end?" Chuxuan asked impatiently.
"Who is it?" Lei Po Tian was stunned and asked with a frown.
"Nonsense." Chuxuan drinks a blast, his hands dance quickly, and the seal formula of dragon subduing God palm is rapidly condensed.
Chant!
Behind chuxuan, there is a golden dragon like gold casting. Its features are clear, its horns and whiskers are complete, and it is a golden dragon with five claws.
The golden dragon is a hundred Zhang long, but it is much longer and more powerful than thunder breaking sky's huge sword.
The five clawed Golden Dragon swayed its head and tail in the void, glared at the huge sword in front of him and roared.
Zheng!
The giant sword was not willing to be outdone, and immediately turned back to the five claw Golden Dragon.
The warlords who watched the war from afar were all shocked and began to whisper.
"What kind of Kung Fu is this? How can you look like the long lost 18 dragon subduing palms?"
The evil tiger asked the life taking scholar not far away.
The life-threatening scholar frowned and speechless, but the fairy of Huajian, who frowned slightly and opened her vermilion lips with a natural charm, said, "the eighteen dragon subduing palms recorded in ancient books are not so powerful."
After hearing the words of Huajian fairy, everyone was curious and itchy. They wanted to know what kind of skill Chu Xuan played. But they didn't have the courage to ask. The fluctuation of Chu Xuan's cultivation was absolutely the same level as thunder breaking. They could not afford to offend him.
"Boy, are you Buddhist again? If you don't practice Tao well, how can you learn Buddhism as much as you can. " Lei Po Tian was curious and asked again.
He couldn't understand why so many Buddhist skills were lost in Chu Xuan. He even doubted whether chuxuan was a descendant of Buddhism.
"It's none of your business what skills I'm practicing? It's better to practice Buddhism or Taoism! It's good to kill you. " Chu Xuan couldn't help but sneer, the thunder breaks the sky of gas all over the body to shake.
"You have sharp teeth and sharp lips. I'd like to see if you have a hard mouth or if my sword is harder." Lei Po Tian pressed down his anger and felt it for a while. He found that the huge sword had been fully formed and integrated with his dark iron sword.
"Go! Kill me
With the fall of Lei Po Tian's voice, a white match test rises in the sky. After the match, there is an overwhelming sword spirit.
In Lei Po Tian's icy eyes, a trace of disdain flashed out. He didn't believe that Chu Xuan could survive in the sky full of sword Qi. It was absolutely impossible to escape.
At this time, he felt that the life and death power of the other party had been completely in his hands.
You know, a sword flying immortal, but he got the ancient sword formula from the secret place, self understanding, thousands of martial arts, as well as the peerless magic skill in kendo.
A sword flying immortal can hurt people invisibly. It mainly relies on the invincible sword spirit. Even if the refined steel is under the sword spirit, it is just as fragile as tofu.
"Tut! I really don't want to kill him in this way, but I want to gain the world's magic power from him Lei Po Tian sighs with regret, but he knows that the enemy must be killed. Otherwise, he may be killed by Chu Xuan.