Chapter 392： A face-to-face, a face-slapped!

"Om!"

Above the boundless void, there are already nine giant swords.

"Wow!"

Even more sharp sword aura, instantly pointed at Wangchenxiao and others from all directions, causing Zhao Xian'er, who had a low cultivation base and was injured, to vomit blood again.

For a time...

The influential Jian Chongyang's eyes were sharp, and he must go further!

This changed the expression of Gong Liuyun, who was familiar with swordsmanship in Jiange, because he knew very well that once Jian Chongyang took a step forward, the sword power that stabbed them would double!

He was okay, he could stand it up, but Zhao Xian'er and Liao Zongming, who was still in the late awakening stage, could not bear such a sword aura.

However, the heart that Gong Liuyun was holding was quickly put down again, because just when Jian Chongyang was about to raise his foot and take a step closer to Wang Chenxiao and the others.

Wangchen laughed and took off!

"Big, misty, insignificant, and skill." With a white mist spreading out of his body, after chanting a serial art, all the world changed.

"..."

The silent mist suddenly spread from the side of Wangchen's smile to the land of a hundred miles, directly shaping the world into a situation of clouds and mists and fairy spirits.

And this kind of change brings more than just visual changes. What makes Ye Qianli in the “bystander” feel incredible is—

When the mist spread out, the sword aura that was originally aimed at them was directly reduced in sharpness, and with the passage of time, this reduction was getting bigger and bigger! ?

Such a situation...

Not only did Ye Qianli notice it, but Jian Chongyang and others naturally noticed it too, especially Jian Chongyang! But he was already sneered with a serious look:

"It turns out that the Lord of the Three Palaces has cultivated the Great Misty Technique to the Great Perfection Realm. No wonder I dare to use one person to resist my sword pavilion nine swords!"

Only this time, Jian Chongyang's words were intact for a while, Wangchenxiao did not give an answer, but the mist he continued to radiate became thicker and thicker!

even……

Without waiting for Jian Chongyang, whose expression was gradually embarrassed, to react, the silver gun in Wang Chenxiao's hand was already sharp, and his own breath had obviously increased a lot.

This!

Naturally, it is the unique secret technique of the Misty Immortal Palace-the supreme profound meaning of the Great Misty Technique. This technique can not only weaken the opponent's strength but also enhance its own combat power when used in the battle circle.

To put it bluntly, in the Kunlun Sea, which superpower wants to gain a foothold, can it not be capable? As Wang Tiancheng is blessed by the blood of gods, the hegemony of the Misty Immortal Palace is naturally the big Misty technique.

As a result, Jian Chongyang, who was about to be completely suppressed seeing his side, immediately folded his hands toward the top of his head, and sternly said, "Nine swords are one!"

In an instant...

"Nine swords in one!"

As Wang Dongliu and others screamed and made the same gesture of putting their hands together, the nine swords hanging in the sky above the crowd became a "swish".

"Om—"

There is a more terrifying sword aura, and it rushes into the giant sword after being integrated! There was an uproar, and although the size of this giant sword did not change, its sword power was definitely more than eight times stronger.

What's more terrifying is--

"boom."

Jian Chongyang's own aura also skyrocketed to the peak of the Ninth-Order Swordsman at the same time, and the giant sword in his hand gradually showed a faint golden light.

Such a change...

It means that Jian Chongyang's sword has reached the point where it is close to a demigod, such a sword power! Ye Qianli's face condensed slightly.

She felt that Wangchenxiao might not be able to stop it from being low. After all, the other party was so powerful and powerful. No matter how extraordinary Wangchenxiao's great misty technique, it would not be able to withstand such a rapid increase in power.

It's just that Ye Qianli just thought about it, Wangchen laughed again!

And this time...

"The Star Disk!"

Wang Chenxiao sacrificed an astrolabe, and once this astrolabe was sacrificed, there were countless faint stars that radiated directly into the thick white mist.

Immediately after--

"God! Star! Down!"

Wang Chen laughed and the whole body of the stars moved, and the celestial disk he sacrificed was bright, and there was a string of stars on it, as if it had escaped from it, and it was directly arranged as the Big Dipper, trapped towards the giant sword.

It's too late...

It was very fast then!

Just when Qi Xing was trapped around the giant sword, Jian Chongyang took a step towards the sky, and the terrifying sword power was instantly like a giant mountain and rushed down towards Wangchenxiao.

It's not over yet...

"Heaven! Sword! Open!"

Jian Chongyang snorted, the giant sword has already emitted a brilliant light, and there is also a super strong aura that can open a mountain and crack the ground, which has exploded from the giant sword.

Suddenly...

"boom!"

The seven stars that Wangchen laughed out were shaken away, and the dangling giant sword suddenly stabbed down, and the whole world seemed to be stabled and collapsed.

Ye Qianli's eyelids jumped, but she didn't move, because she actually saw it very clearly, although the confrontation between Wang Chenxiao and Jian Chongyang was very powerful.

But in fact, there are no real swords and guns in the battle, they are all showing their cards! Test and frighten each other, especially Jian Chongyang! Ye Qianli can be sure that this old miscellaneous hair doesn't really want to fight at all.

Because although his sword is strong, every move is arrogant, but every move is not offensive, but if Wangchenxiao can't come up with a stronger hole...

Jian Chongyang, this old miscellaneous hair, I'm afraid it will really be taken down!

And Jian Chongyang's mind was just as Ye Qianli had expected. When he saw Wangchen laughed and seemed to have no recourse, his eyes suddenly stunned! The glare above the giant sword is also a sign of the explosion of the world.

But...

At this moment!

"The Universe Circle."

Liao Zongming, who had woke up without knowing when, clapped his hands, offering his super defensive magic weapon, directly releasing a faint golden brilliance.

"Huh!"

The powerful cosmic circle Shenhui suppressed the glare of Jian Chongyang's giant sword on the spot, but it made Jian Chongyang's old face suddenly stiff.

But at this moment, Wang Dongliu immediately said, "Seven brothers, we have important things to come here. There is no need to mess around with them. It's not too late to go back and clean up these two little thieves."

Jian Chongyang, who heard the words, naturally borrowed the donkey from Po Xia! After a cold snort, he said while collecting the sword, "For the sake of the Lord of Forgotten Palace, I don't care about these two little thieves today."

However, as soon as he finished saying this, Liao Zongming said in a chilly contempt, "Cheer! Obviously, I found that I couldn't get a good fight, and I said it so nicely, so I can fight."

Hearing Jian Chongyang's face darkened, Wang Dongliu on the side said again, "The world says that Young Master Liao is mad, but I don't know that Young Master Liao has a pair of eyes since childhood, but now I am afraid that I can see that this little thief is a divine beast Xuanwu."

As soon as this remarks...

"?" Ye Qianli, the person involved, was stunned for a while, and didn't respond for a while. Why did she suddenly become a **** beast Xuanwu?

But when Zhao Xian'er heard the words, his eyes were different! ...