Chapter 300： 1 sword cut

"Let's do it together!" Lu Sikong growled, and the person had already retreated towards the rear.

Want to escape?

In the next moment, Zhou Lei's sword in his hand had turned into a stream of light and cut towards Lu Sikong.

turned out to be a top grade weapon!

Feeling the terrifying breath from Ben Leijian, Lu Sikong couldn't help but look horrified. As a Tang Jiakeqing, he possessed a spirit weapon that was nothing more than a middle-class spirit weapon poison ball.

Seeing Ben Leijian split towards himself, Lu Sikong spit out a black-green bead. At the moment of the bead's appearance, he had poured into Zhenyuan, and the next moment, the poisonous soul pearl glory flourished.

The black snakes that were condensed by the real intention immediately rushed to Ben Leijian. With the mid-term strength of Lv Sikong's innate solid Dan, it was impossible to consolidate the real intention to such a degree, but the existence of the poisonous pearl made him comparable. Congenital Shidan's later strength.

was entangled by many black snakes with real intention, and Ben Leijian could not hurt Lu Sikong for a while.

But at this moment, another blue sword flew over him.

It was Ling Xujian who had set off the wind blade tornado before Zhou Ran!

Feeling the terrifying breath of Ling Xujian, Lu Sikong's expression changed again.

Another high-grade spirit weapon!

If this is encountered, he will definitely die.

Lu Sikong didn't dare to have the slightest reservation, the whole body Zhenyuan was madly injected into the poison soul beads. With the help of the poison soul beads, he formed several real black snakes entwined towards Ling Xujian.

against two high-grade spirit swords at the same time, has reached his limit.

At this moment, he was very fortunate that Zhou Ran had been injured before, otherwise he would only have escaped from him in his heyday.

But now, as long as Furukawa Bowen slashes Zhou Ran, these top treasures will have his share.

At this time, Furukawa Bowen also reacted. Seeing that Ben Leijian and Ling Xujian had rushed to Lu Sikong, he immediately led a Yin Thunder to Zhou Ran.

Without Ben Leijian and Ling Xujian to block, as long as this Yin Thunder hits firmly on Zhou Ran's body, it will be enough for him to extinguish his soul!

Zhou Ran's expression was calm, just as Yin Lei was about to stab him, a black epee suddenly appeared in his hand, it was Ju Que.

Ju Que has just appeared, and Yin Yin has already cracked up.

The yin thunder split on the giant que. The dazzling flash of thunder was not expected to appear, but it seemed to be swallowed by the giant que.

Feeling the power attached to the black sword, Lu Sikong, who was playing against Ling Xujian and Leijian, could not help but widen his eyes.

Another high-grade spirit weapon!

For just a while, Zhou Ran took out the three top-grade spirit swords. How many treasures did he still have?

And Furukawa Bowen thought of another point. Before him, Zhou Ran realized that there are only three different real meanings of heaven and earth.

What kind of evil is he?

Furukawa Bowen took a deep breath and only felt his heart tremble.

He lived from the beginning of the last century to the present, for the first time this kind of unknown fear appeared in his heart.

Must be quick and fast!

"Everyone, attack with all your strength!" He ordered without any hesitation.

The voice fell, and the four Soul Ninjas who had been standing around attacked again, and the sky wind blade poured towards Zhou Ran.

咻咻咻!

Wherever 　　 went, whether it was a giant tree or a hard rock was cut in half in an instant, and the soul-bearing blow, even Jiu Grand Master wrapped in gang gas, could not be hard to follow.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Chen, Cao Jing and others closed their eyes subconsciously, and everything in front of them is no longer understandable by their masters.

In this case, all they can do is pray like ordinary people.

Many attacks came in the blink of an eye, and the flying wind blades gave everyone the illusion of being in hell.

At this moment, an emerald green sword appeared in front of Zhou Ran. There were two points above the sword body that looked like extreme slubs, and the whole sword looked like a squashed bamboo. sword.

Once it appeared, it was suddenly centered on it, forming a green light shield that wrapped everyone underneath.

Those falling wind blades are split on the light shield, and there is no way to break the defense of the light shield!

Another high-grade spirit weapon!

At this moment, Lu Sikong was already numb.

High-grade spirit implement, that is the dream of many innate realm realm monks dream, but in Zhou Ran here, but it looks like a Chinese cabbage.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky rolled over, countless thunder snakes leaped among the clouds, the whole sky had turned into a black pressure, and Zhou Ran, who was resisting many wind blade attacks, did not seem to see the changes in the sky.

Furukawa Hiroshi flushed, and for this blow, he spared no damage to his cultivation behavior.

Anyway, this blow must kill Zhou Ran, he is really terrible.

"Dead!" Seeing that the strongest killing move had been formed, Furukawa Bowen screamed and led the sky's Yinlei to Zhou Ran and others.

He spit out a bit of blood, the breath of his body was suddenly weaker by 50% or 60% than before, he could not make the same kill again.

With his voice falling, countless thunders in the sky suddenly smashed past Zhou Ran and others.

This time, there were nearly a hundred thunders, and each thunder was thick and thick.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but fall into a dull state.

Is this the true strength of innate monks?

Seeing many dazzling thunders strike, even Xiao Chen and Cao Jing couldn't help closing their eyes. They only felt that they were generally weaker than ants now.

At this time, Zhou Ran exhaled gently.

A smile appeared on his face.

Lu Sikong's soul-eating poison is really a bit of a troubleHe has been distracted for so long, he finally eliminated all the poison.

No wonder that the power of Xiaoran will be calculated to that extent by Lu Sikong and Ning Yuanzong. This soul-eating poison is indeed terrible.

But now, he is fine.

Zhou Ran glanced at the sky, and a silver-white long sword appeared in his hand.

Facing many thunders, he looked calm.

Then, he held the Tianwen sword in his hand, gently raised it, and cut the sword towards the sky.

At this moment, time seemed to stop.

A leaf that was originally carried by the wind blade to fly to Zhou Ran and others suddenly became extremely slow, and then it disappeared little by little from the edge, instead of becoming fragments, but completely attributed to nothingness.

Like it, there are many flying sand and rocks, as well as the wind blade and thunder falling to Zhou Ran and others.

The ancient desolate breath came, and with it came an amazing sword gas straight into the sky!

The many dark clouds that were originally scattered in the sky were directly divided into two by this sword gas, completely separated, and then soon disappeared into the invisible.

The sunlight at dusk reappeared on the ground, shining on the ground full of holes.

Standing in the air, Furukawa Bowen suddenly felt a hot and humid feeling on his legs. Only when a gust of wind blew, did he feel the coolness.

He bent over and saw that he found that his samurai suit pants had been wet for a long time.