Chapter 1499

"The lion's heart is easy to get, but the sword's soul is hard to find! Do you know why no one in the lion sect has been trained into the 'lion king sword's soul' in the past thousand years? Hum, my stupid father wants to pass on the lion king sword's soul trained by the power of three generations to the eldest martial brother. What's for the future of the sect? What's to pass on the sages? It's all his mother's dog fart!"

The golden hair pierced the soles of Gu Chang'an's feet, and countless golden liquids slowly flowed back into CE Fengtao's body along the hair. Even the top holy weapon "lion soul" turned into a little golden light and flowed towards CE Fengtao. This guy was really arrogant at this time. He didn't care how many strong martial kings were opposite, nor did he care about the falling sword Galaxy hanging on his head, As if he had released the resentment he had hidden in his mind for many years, he roared and laughed endlessly.

"Stupid old father, if you pass the sword spirit to my only son, how can the lion gate be destroyed? How can you end up being killed by your beloved apprentice!"

Get the soul killing lion heart that he has always dreamed of, CE Fengtao doesn't intend to disguise anymore. He himself tells the truth about the collapse of the Lion Gate, and has been honest that he is the last behind the scenes.

It's only because he has obtained the supreme power pursued by the lion gate for countless years. He is called the power of not losing the five princes!

Looking up at the falling sword Qi, CE Fengtao just slowly opened his hands and let the sword Qi fall on him. However, no matter how dense the sword Qi attacks, it will only make a clear sound when it hits him, and then bounce back with nothing.

At this time, CE Fengtao's side is like countless wind bells rotating, and the crisp and pleasant sound is endless, but it can't hurt half of his hair.

"It's true that this madman has a problem with his head, but his strength has really improved by leaps and bounds. It's better to be lucky than to practice hard for a hundred years. The ancients sincerely didn't deceive me!"

Tang Lichuan's face was not very ugly, but he felt a little helpless. Looking back at Gu Changan, who had been drained of energy and fell to the ground, he muttered: "Although it was expected that the guy had a way to restrain Gu Chang'an, they all blame me for playing too hard. I shouldn't keep his dog's life to play slowly. If I killed him, there wouldn't be so much to do."

With the last sword breath falling, CE Fengtao's posture of spreading his hand and looking at the sky slowly moved a minute. He looked at Tang Lichuan with a smile and shook his right hand slightly. The golden light flashed in his hand like a rising flame, and the soul of the dagger lion had been held in his hand.

"Who did you say was the weak? Yourself?"

Thinking of being hit by Tang Lichuan repeatedly, after CE Fengtao got the complete sword soul and lion soul, the first target to cut out was Tang Lichuan, and the three elder martial brothers he used were no longer paid attention to by him.

The right hand made the most basic challenge action, hula, a piece of dust, row after row of knife awns were like the sharp teeth in the lion's mouth, sweeping away in the direction of Tang Lichuan one wave after another.

Poof!

For a long time, Kunwu gave a heavy meal in front of him, just like a stable high wall, which smashed the oncoming knife wave.

Standing behind the divine sword, Tang Lichuan's eyes were as indifferent as usual and sneered: "this is the strength comparable to the five princes? Weak, rubbish, not in my eyes!"

With one sword, he opened the sword Qi coming from the front, but Kong Yu and Ling Xiaoyao were in a mess. Just one sword Qi made them have to fight with both hands. Although they had the disadvantage of protecting Gu Chang'an, they were obviously at a disadvantage in the face of CE Fengtao.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense with him. Let's kill him together!"

The old beggar felt that CE Fengtao had been reborn at this time and was not the object that could win alone. He roared and immediately held his hands in the middle of the curved wooden crutch. He swung and danced quickly. For a time, it was like turning a crutch in two different directions.

"Double dragon day!"

Dancing to the extreme, two long dragons, red and blue, soared from the round shadow of the stick. Driven by the power of Xiaoyao Ling Wujun, the two giant dragons went crazy towards CE Fengtao.

Kong Yu on the other side moved at the same time. He saw his right hand pointing to the sky, and the 64 three yin scattered soul nails that clattered up empty. Under his flick of his hand, the 64 nails lost their trace. Unexpectedly, the late starter first attacked in front of CE Fengtao, and suddenly banged and muffled.

However, CE Fengtao, who was attacked wildly, still had no action. He just stood in place and grinned coldly. He allowed the scattered soul nail to attack wildly, and he had never been stabbed.

It was not until xiaoyaoling's double dragon attack came to his eyes that CE Fengtao lazily raised his arm, waved his hand holding the knife, and the momentum of crazy waves suddenly broke out in front of him. Sixty four scattered soul nails and stick shadow double dragons were swung away at the same time between his hands, refracting back in defeat.

When he got to the ground, the scattered soul nail was too crooked to be used, and the old beggar's curved wooden crutch was broken in two and directly destroyed!

"Hahaha! Mangyuan dragon beggar and three yin hell king? It's such empty and famous rubbish. It's not worth my knife!"

CE Fengtao easily defeated the famous master who has been famous for a long time. He couldn't help feeling very good. Even if he was the son of the lion sect leader, he was just a guy who couldn't rank in the top ten in the lion sect. Even if he gave the title of an elite disciple in the face of the sect leader in the sect, he was really a fish in the martial arts world.

Now he defeated two Wujun level masters with an overwhelming advantage. The resentment that had been underestimated for many years suddenly disappeared. Even when he succeeded in promoting Wujun with the spirit of lion king sword, he was not as happy as he is today.

Because he knows that only the sword spirit has no lion heart. After all, he is just an empty shelf, and he may not be able to win against the powerful people in tianwu territory.

But now it's different. He has the realm of Wu Jun and the strength of rolling the same level. He will be an incomparable strong existence. Three gongs and five hous should have his position of making Fengtao. He is proud of his life at this time!

Whew!

The wild laughter didn't stop, and the sword Qi came again in the distance. This time, the sword Qi was burning with fire, and the burning wind brushed his face. It was the six Yang Xuanyan sword!

"How dare you still have a card? You are the strongest among these miscellaneous fish, but you just let me give you one more knife!"

Seeing Tang Lichuan's momentum rising, there was a strange strong breath in his breath, but CE Fengtao didn't mean to be afraid at this time. He grasped the lion soul sword in his hand and circled around his head. Suddenly, a lion head totem appeared under his feet.

"Crazy lion swallows prison! Kill!"

When the word was killed, the earth suddenly trembled. I saw that the lion head totem under his feet continued to expand. Every time he expanded outward, countless sharp knife Qi soared in a circle, layer by layer like a kaleidoscope.

The six Yang Xuanyan sword of Tang Lichuan's three suns collided with the lion's head totem, and the place thousands of meters away immediately collapsed. The earth with a circle of kilometers soared up, and was shocked away from the earth by the impact of their martial arts skills!

"Not enough! Not strong enough!"

Tang Lichuan's eyes were gloomy, the rice grain brilliance on his chest was shining, and the magic power was continuously extracted from the Xuanqiao. Although the extraction was very slow, the addition of each magic power could make his sword move more powerful.

After several breaths, the outermost layer of CE Fengtao's lion head totem finally cracked.

"What! Where did he come from? The integration of lion heart, sword and soul will be the combat power superior to Wu Jun. how can he be broken by his martial arts skills?"

CE Fengtao's face changed wildly. In the records of the Lion Gate, the supreme power would fail? He just felt that everything in front of him was not true.

"There has never been an absolutely invincible power in the world, not to mention you, a rat coward, how can you show the courage of the lion king! Go to hell!"

A sneer suddenly woke CE Fengtao up. When he looked back, the stalemate in front was still continuing. His martial arts skills were broken. The moves of both sides were clear, the strength was equal, and he didn't lose the wind!

"Yes, it's magic... You lied to me!"

With a shrill roar, Tang Lichuan saw the Kunwu divine sword in his hand cut off head-on, and a blood stain appeared on CE Fengtao's cheek.

A sound of tearing rags came from the other party's body. CE Fengtao was cut off under the divine sword!

"You are just a weak person even if you are given invincible power by such a easily shaken mood of rats."

The magic sword was slowly put away, and the strange color in Tang Lichuan's pupils gradually returned to normal. He just created the illusion that the opponent's martial arts were broken with the magic charm of the heavenly fox, and he was able to shake the heart of Feng Tao. Tang Lichuan not only sighed, but sure enough, the mud can't help the wall. Some people don't look like the crown prince in their dragon robes, and can't become strong when they get strength.

"Lion heart sword spirit, is that it?"

Looking down, a green jade has been inlaid on the lion soul broadsword at this time, which not only changes the appearance of the broadsword, but also contains powerful power. Even the broadsword itself has the power to compete with Kunwu divine sword for a while.

Several people in the distance silently stared at Tang Lichuan, slowly squatted down and picked up the upgraded lion soul knife. Immediately, a powerful breath swept around like a storm. Tang Lichuan's momentum was rising at the moment of holding the knife!