Chapter 1186： Take Hyun 1 sword

Chapter 1186

hiss--

A sound of inhaling air-conditioning sounded, and all the gods were shocked, all of them dumbfounded!

In the early stage of a mid-level god, only a sword finger popped up, which actually blocked the top mid-level **** peak powerhouse from using a mid-level **** sword to attack with a sword. This picture is simply incredible!

The gods of the Pharmaceutical Industry Association also looked shocked one by one. In the early days of such a powerful middle-level god, they were only seen in their lives. ()

Si Mingyuan is carrying the attack of Xuantian's sword fingers, and he is most shocked. The opponent's finger attack is far from being as simple as the surface. The curved middle-grade divine sword instantly transmits an extremely terrifying force. force.

Si Mingyuan's body shook in an instant, and if he received a heavy blow, he couldn't help his body retreat backwards.

The curved middle-grade divine sword instantly collapsed and straightened, and Siming walked backwards for seven or eight steps before he stopped, his expression extremely shocked.

When all the gods saw this, they couldn’t believe it. They just thought that Xuantian had resisted Si Mingyuan’s sword, and now they knew that it was more than just resisting this sword, but even Si Mingyuan was hitting him. Retreat, what kind of strength is this?

The highest spiritual cultivation level of the gods present was only the peak of the middle god, and Xuantian's finger was enough to make any gods present tremble.

Xuantian popped a finger, the golden palm of his hand receded, and he took it back, saying, "With this strength, you dare to challenge this pavilion master?"

The twelve mid-level **** peaks of the Pharmaceutical Industry Association were all surprised. Even Si Mingyuan was bounced back by Xuantian's finger, indicating that Xuantian's strength far surpassed the mid-level **** peak level. The enemy of heaven.

However, although they were horrified in their eyes, they had no intention of retreating. No matter how strong a person is, how strong can he be? And their Pharmaceutical Association, but has twelve mid-level **** peaks!

The twelve mid-level gods join hands, and the upper level gods can't come out. Who dares to fight?

The upper gods are high above the top, just like the dragon sees the head but not the end, even the peak of the middle **** is extremely rare. They don’t believe that the strength of a middle **** will reach the upper **** level in the early stage, and twelve people will work together and still have great confidence .

Si Mingyuan shouted: "Form a formation against the enemy!"

Whoosh whoosh...

The figures of the mid-level gods suddenly moved. Everyone at each station, in an instant, a terrifying power enveloped the entire arena. Twelve people formed a formation, and their strength doubled.

"Twelve days to seal the magic formation? The Pharmaceutical Industry Association is really moving. This is their strong formation!"

"Yes, this formation is 10%. Everyone in the formation has doubled their strength. Twelve mid-level **** peaks are equivalent to 24 mid-level **** peaks. What kind of strength is this?"

"Chairman Secretary, President Lu, President Company, and President Sheng are all the top figures in the peak of the middle god. One of them is equivalent to at least three peaks of ordinary middle god, and their strength is doubled, and one is equivalent. At the peak of the six median gods!"

"My God, that the Medicine Trade Association has a magic envelopment formation for twelve days. Isn't it equivalent to forty or fifty mid-level gods to join hands? Besides the upper gods, who else can stand alone?"

"The strength of the lord of the sword pavilion is indeed strong, but after all, it is only the middle stage god, and it can never be compared with the upper god. Before the 12 days are sealed, he will undoubtedly lose!"

"Of course, the Pharmaceutical Trade Association, but in Donghae County Chengxiong dominated the magical medicine market for nearly a million years, how many times has it been challenged in these million years? How can a mere mid-level **** compete with the Pharmaceutical Trade Association in the early days? It’s already a great deal to force the Pharmaceutical Trade Association to seal the magic circle for twelve days!"

"Twelve days, the Demon Sealing Formation has been completed. There is no suspense in this battle. Hehe... I bought 10 million Shenjing Medicine Trade Association to win in Bishui Palace. It seems that I won it in a certain way."

"Haha... I also bought 10 million Shenjing Pharmaceutical Association to win in the Crystal Palace. This was originally a duel without suspense. Soon, my one million Shenjing will be handed over!"

...

Around the ring, there was a lot of discussion among the gods. Except for some gods who bought the sword pavilion for three days and petitioned the Pharmaceutical Association, the rest of the gods basically bought the Pharmaceutical Association to win.

Therefore, all the gods are looking forward to the victory of the Pharmaceutical Industry Association from the bottom of their hearts.

There are only a handful of gods, seeing that the odds of Jiange winning are high, purely gambling on luck and buying a small amount of crystals to bet on Jiange winning, but looking forward to a miracle, I hope that the Lord of the sword will be able to defeat the Medicine Trade Association for 12 days to seal the magic array! ~

In the major casinos of the Gambling Association, high-level officials came to watch the game. There were a lot of bets on the battle between Jiange and the Pharmaceutical Association. They also expected the Pharmaceutical Association to win. This was the best result for them.

In the past three days, Jiange did not plead guilty to the Pharmaceutical Industry Association. This has allowed the major casinos to win a lot of Shenjing. If Xuantian did not buy 100 million Shenjing Jiange in the top ten casinos to win, then, for the Gambling Association The result was that Jiange won because the compensation was very small.

However, Xuantian bought a total of 1 billion Shenjing Sword Pavilion to win. This result is not good for the gambling association. It will pay out 10 billion Shenjing, plus other bets, and there are hundreds of millions of Shenjing bets. , This time, the gambling association has to lose money.

"The Pharmaceutical Association, we must win!"

"The Pharmaceutical Association, we must win!"

...

The gods of the Pharmaceutical Industry Association shouted, and soon all the gods also shouted.

Whether it is for the Pharmacy Association, the Gambling Industry Association, or for most of the gods who bet, the Pharmacy Association winning is the best result. They are numerous and their voices are shaking.

The leader of the Blood Crow heard the shouts around him like a landslide and tsunami, and the corner of his mouth was slightly tilted. He was the only one who knew how terrifying Xuantian's strength was.

In the eyes of the leader of the blood crow, there is no suspense in this battle, but the result is contrary to what the gods thought.

On the arena, the twelve middle gods peaked, and the breaths were surging one by one, especially Si Mingyuan, Lu Hongguang, Lian Yixin, and Sheng Chunlan. They were even more like a sea, and the breath was extremely terrifying.

Si Mingyuan shouted: "The master of the sword pavilion, your cultivation level, but with such strength against the sky, is indeed very surprising to the president, but no matter how powerful you are, it is impossible to compare with the higher gods, haha... The twelve days of our Pharmaceutical Industry Association are in front of the Devil Array, see what else you can do to turn around!

The light of chaos appeared in Xuan Tian's eyes, he cast his eyes of chaos, and took a closer look at the formation.

These twelve days have all sealed the demon formation. It is indeed very strong. The formation is running. It can be said that the formation is seamless. There are 12 people in the formation. Everyone has doubled their strength. They can also attack and defend through the formation. strength.

However, among the twelve people in the formation, there are top powerhouses at the pinnacle of the median god. One can top the same realm and the same number. Coupled with the power of the formation, the overall strength is like forty or fifty median gods. The pinnacle teamed up, with such strength, no one except the upper gods could do nothing.

Xuantian looks as usual, without the slightest worry. Even though the twelve opponents can be invincible under the upper gods with this array, Xuantian is an exception. Although he is in the early stage of the middle god, his strength is much higher than the middle god. level.

Xuantian said indifferently: "These twelve days have all been sealed off with a demon formation, and there are some advantages. With this formation, no one under the upper **** can help you, but unfortunately, the person you provoke is my Xuantian. In front of the pavilion master, Xiaoxiao has sealed the magic formation for twelve days, what can it be considered?"

In the formation, the twelve mid-level gods all sneered. They had absolute confidence in the twelve days of enclosing the devil formation, thinking that Xuantian was nothing but rants.

Si Mingyuan sneered: "Master of the sword pavilion, who can't brag, if you brag so hard, come and try to break my demon formation for 12 days?"

Xuantian glanced, his aura suddenly sharpened, and he shouted: "It's good, I'll teach you a lesson, so that it can be used to kill the chicken by cursing the monkey, so that people know-Jiange must not be deceived!"

As he spoke, Xuantian's unbroken golden body turned into a pure golden body suddenly.

In the next instant, golden light flashed, and there was a crack in the void, which was caused by Xuantian's too fast speed. The airflow was instantly torn apart and the void shook.

boom--

Xuantian blasted a fist, the speed was too fast, the air in front of him instantly squeezed into a ball, and there was an explosion, and the terrifying fist strength contained divine gangs and turned into a huge fist gang.

The twelve people in the formation were shocked by Xuantian’s speed, but the twelve days were all sealed with the magic formation, and the formation was one. The twelve people in the formation were led by the formation, reacted very quickly, and moved in the same way. Gang, a strong blow broke out.

The twelve gang awns were transformed into a whole, combined with the formation, turned into a translucent gang cover, to defend the fist of Xuantian.

boom--

The fist slammed on the translucent hood, there was an explosion, the hood shook, and the twelve people in the formation also shook their bodies, and at the same time stepped back.

Si Mingyuan and the other twelve people were all shocked. They formed a twelve-day enclosing demon formation, but they were shocked by Xuantian?

All the gods who watched the battle also exclaimed one by one. The scene before him was incredible. The master of the sword pavilion was clearly in the early stage of the middle god. How could the **** body be so powerful and the gods so deep? The power of a punch is so terrifying!

Xuantian struck out a punch, waved his hand in an instant, slashed out a dazzling sword gang, and cut it down fiercely.

The twelve people in the formation brought their strength to the limit, resisted again, Jian Gang fell, and the mask formed by the formation was suddenly cut into shape and dented a large area below.

For twelve days, the demon-sealing formation was really good. This was also due to the strength of the twelve people in the formation. Although the mask deformed severely, it still blocked the sword and rebounded again.

Xuantian laughed loudly and shouted: "The sword is coming--!"

call out--

The sword light flashed, and a middle-grade divine sword appeared in his hand instantly.

With the mid-grade divine sword in hand, Xuantian became the sword god, and the already terrifying sword power instantly doubled, the sword power rose into the sky, cutting the square, and every **** present looked terrified.

Even the peak of the middle **** outside the ring is no exception. With the mysterious sword in hand, just the breath makes them feel the danger of life and death, as if facing a higher god.

"Take a certain sword from Xuan!"

Xuantian yelled, and the divine sword in his hand burst into radiance, slashing down!

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