Chapter 1536

"It's no use saying more, so you'll die!"

Chu Xuan slightly shakes his head, this person is too noisy, although he has no ability to hurt his relatives, but he is still unhappy.

As soon as the sword formula was pinched, the void vibrated. Chu Xuan's fingertips flowed the spirit of killing immortals. It condensed into a three inch sword of killing the essence. It turned into a colorful glow. It drew out a long sword mark in the sky and shot at the man who was not ashamed of his life and death.

Pooh!

Click!

The man's mouth was hard, but his cultivation was still too poor after all. What's more, under the disturbance and interference of reincarnation force, he fought hard and failed to block Chu Xuan's sword.

In the middle of the sky, there is a sword like thunder of colorful gods.

The man's face was dignified. He met him with the same sword spirit. Then he took a thunder and fist shadow and attacked successively.

Thunder and vibration in the void, a series of bright white lightning jump, wrapped in the shadow of the fist, suddenly roared to Zhujing Shenjian.

"Bang!"

When the two collided, they burst out scattered lightning and sword Qi. The man's body trembled violently and retreated for kilometers.

Under one blow, the score is high.

However, the Zhujing sword followed him, and the man was stunned. With a cry of "ah", he was stabbed into the printing hall by the Zhujing sword. The spirit was dim and full of cracks.

"How could it be? What swordsmanship is this? How could it be so sharp? "

The man's face was miserable, his eyes were full of confusion, puzzled three questions in succession.

Although it was a dead end, in the absence of Chu Xuan's answer, the man forced to endure the pain of the broken spirit and attacked again.

"Go to hell!"

The man's eyes were filled with hatred. As soon as the sword formula was pinched, a river of swords was formed in the void. In this river of swords, all the shadows of the sword were as solid as the essence, just like a divine sword forged by a natural divine iron. When it was chopped in the air, it pulled out a bitter wind.

"Zheng Zheng..."

The light of the sword is flying in the sky, and the sword is flying in the sky. A huge incomparable match is thousands of feet long. It turns into three sword rivers. Each sword river has the great power of a half step immortal to strike with all his strength.

"Sword Qi differentiation."

The man had a drink. It was a secret skill he got from an ancient relic by chance. When he practiced it to the extreme, it could differentiate into three sword Qi. It was extremely difficult to practice. However, he had practiced for thousands of years before he achieved great success. His power was amazing and was the best in the world.

"Boom!"

The man's face was twisted and miserable, and his spirit was constantly broken. His body was really full of sword spirit, which prevented the spirit from breaking.

Rao is so. Every time he moves, he still has an endless momentum. The sword Qi condenses and spins, chopping out sword shadows. Every time he splits a sword shadow, the river of Jian will be a bit more powerful and powerful.

The sword spirit contains the power of thunder. He is also the pride of the same practitioners of law and martial arts. The sword Qi drives the force of thunder, which is fierce and incomparable.

"Bang Bang..."

The man manipulated the Jianhe river and collided with Zhujing sword. Every time he struck, the void would shake suddenly, and he himself was also shaking violently. The three swords, as if with wisdom, fight against Zhujing Shenjian.

The scene that originally expected to make Zhujing sword exhausted did not appear. Only Zhujing sword directly broke through the river of sword and turned into a gap. It did not entangle with it. It carried a shocking force and killed the man again.

"Damn it, what kind of sword spirit is it? It's so fierce. What's the weird light wave in the sword spirit?"

The man's face was frightened and his heart roared.