Chapter 2559

Boom

On the spot, the two men fought fiercely together, showing their strength completely.

Terrible power erupted, and the void roared.

The fighting energy completely annihilates the air current in the void, and the energy ripples spread.

The powerful people of Shenjian mountain have come out one after another to disperse the ripples.

These two super geniuses, who live and die four times, are attacking in the void with long swords.

It is wonderful to show all the powerful sword skills of the clan.

This crazy day fight, is also extremely arrogant and strong, finally he accepted the other side's sword, chest left a deep sword mark.

And he is to gather all strength, a sword will this Saint sword peak disciple to blast to fly out.

Poof!

The disciple of shengjianfeng flew out with a mouthful of blood and turned pale.

"Hum, how dare you come to Shenjian mountain with such strength? It's arrogant and beyond your ability!"

Crazy days cover chest, a face arrogant said.

"Is it?"

At this time, a clear voice sounded, and the only woman in the team of shengjianfeng came out.

Looking at Kuang Tian with a look of arrogance, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Who are you? There's no one in shengjianfeng. I sent a girl out! "

Crazy day looking at this woman cold way.

"You can take my move!"

The woman looked at the crazy day cold way, then she waved her hand.

A golden sword ran towards crazy sky. It looked very common.

But when kuangtian touched it, his face changed greatly.

Boom, this crazy day was blasted out by this sword.

One move to defeat the fourth sword master of Shenjian mountain, a disciple with four strength of life and death.

This made all the disciples of Shenjian mountain look shocked.

"Who are you?"

Crazy day vomits a mouthful of blood in the mouth, the facial expression is pale of looking at this woman.

"This is my saint Jianfeng. Now you know the strength of my saint Jianfeng!"

The man who had been injured by crazy days snorted coldly.

"The saint of shengjianfeng is really powerful!"

Jiang Fangtian looked at the saint Jianfeng and said softly.

At this time, the third sword master's disciple Chen Feng was about to make a move, but Xin Yan stopped him.

"You are not her match!"

Heart Yan sink a voice way.

"Is she that strong?"

The dusty eyes swept the saint of shengjianfeng.

"Well!"

Xin Yan said a sentence.

"Then I have to try. It's not what I want to retreat without fighting!"

Dust said, rushed out, stood in front of the saint sword peak saint.

Boom!

The sword spirit burst out on the dust laden body. The original restrained momentum was like a sharp sword out of sheath, and became sharp.

The dusty hand turned into a sword. Facing the holy girl of shengjianfeng, it was a sword that split out.

It's going to tear the void out of a huge hole.

The saint of shengjianfeng pinches the seal code with her hands, and ten golden swords burst out on her body.

When she hit the dust with her hands, all the ten golden swords shot out.

Each of these ten golden swords is extremely terrible, with the power of destroying one side, at least with the five fold attack power of life and death.

Dust covered waving a long sword and the ten swords fight together.

Finally, he smashed all the ten swords.

And the saint waved with one hand, a sword that was dozens of feet long fell down again, and the dust was blown out on the spot.

Watching the saint of shengjianfeng beat two sword master disciples in a row, even the third sword master disciple of ShenJianShan was injured.

Many disciples and elders of Shenjian mountain look very dignified and ugly.

On the other hand, the momentum of shengjianfeng is high, and everyone's eyes are full of excitement.

"How can the saint of shengjianfeng be so powerful?"

Jiang Mengyuan had a heavy look on his face with a small pink fist.

As for Xiao Yifeng, he is holding his hands and looking at the scene in front of him with a look of watching a play.

At this time, Xinyan finally walked out slowly, with noble and cool temperament.

As soon as Xinyan appeared, all the disciples of Shenjian mountain were shouting.

Most people have a look of obsession in their eyes and are obviously attracted by Xinyan.

The other side is the goddess recognized by the disciples of Shenjian mountain. Everyone dreams of having a word with him, but few of them can.

"Xinyan, the second master disciple of Shenjian mountain, is said to be the only genius in Shenjian mountain. Today I'll see how strong you are!"The saint of this holy sword peak looks at heart Yan to suddenly face cold vomit a way.

As the saying goes, there are no two tigers in one mountain. Facing a person who is not inferior to her in strength or appearance, the saint of shengjianfeng is naturally jealous,

she wants to compete with one of them to prove who is stronger.

Xinyan didn't speak. With a wave of her hand, a three foot white sword appeared in her hand, emitting a aura.

Xinyan also exudes the powerful momentum of birth and death.

Drink!

Sheng Jian Feng's Saint girl drinks a low voice. A long sword also appears in her hand. Her whole body is full of golden light. A sword directly attacks Xin Yan.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At that moment, the proud women of the two ancient sects fought together, although they were both women.

But both talent and strength can be called evil genius.

At a young age, he has reached the six levels of strength of life and death, which is enough to shock people.

The battle between the two women is also extremely fierce. The saint of shengjianfeng directly exerts all her strength to fight with Xinyan.

Xinyan is holding a white sword, and her whole body moves lightly, just like a dancing fairy.

They fought fiercely for dozens of minutes, and all kinds of God level martial arts and powerful swordsmanship were fully displayed.

The exciting fighting scenes shocked all the people present.

The disciples of shengjianfeng also looked shocked,.

There was only one young disciple among them, holding his sword in both hands and slightly closing his eyes, who was not shocked by the picture.

Xiao Yifeng glanced at the young man with a smile in his mouth.

Boom!

With a thunder spread, a terrible sword broke out.

With a sword, Xinyan splits the saint of shengjianfeng back and forth. Her hand trembles, her face turns pale, her mouth is stained with blood, and her eyes are shining with anger and unwilling look. She stares at Xinyan.

"You lost!"

Xin Yan said indifferently.

"Hum!"

The saint of shengjianfeng hummed coldly, looking very ugly.

The disciples of Shenjian mountain cheered one after another, and looked at Xinyan with a more worshipful look.

Even the saint of shengjianfeng has been defeated. Xinyan deserves to be the fairy they love.