Vol 2 Chapter 321: Heavenly and ruthless

After a year, Xiao Chen once again saw Ji Changkong's move, and the amazing surprise that he brought to him. This time, Xiao Chen saw more and deeper things.
With his own star martial arts, the power of the mysterious stars is used to use this power to display the stunning swordsmanship.
The Ji family predecessors who created this sword method can only say that the heavens and the masses are great, the weather is great, and the universe and the universe are all included.
In the view of Xiao Chen, this set of swordsmanship is now amazing, but it is certainly not complete. The power of Scorpio should be far more than that.
boom!
Jianguang is like a pillar. When thinking about Xiao Chen, he slammed the chest of Chiflame. On the chest of Chi Yankui, there was a horrible blood movement, and the black blood flowed like a spring.
Everyone was happy, and finally the first real injury to Chi Yankui, saw the hope of victory.
Ice is broken!
Duanmu Qing seized the opportunity and sipped a little, and the snow in the air kept condensing, forming a huge ice bird after a while. The ice bird's wings are unfolding, and a tweet is vivid, and with the cold wind blowing toward the red flames.
Under the baptism of the Eternal Light, Chi Yankui suffered a lot of damage, and the body that was originally a fast-moving body began to slow down.
Xiao Chen looked like a pillar, and took a closer look, only to find that it was not the case, not the sword light of Ji Changkong, which made the action of Chi Yankui stiff.
It is caused by the artistic conception of Duanmuqing's ice. The impact is not great at the beginning, but it can be gradually changed over time, especially after the injury of Chifengkui.
With a gaze, Xiao Chen saw the four women behind Duanmu Qing. At the moment, they stood in a corner and had a group of ice patterns at their feet.
Combined with some mysterious secret law, the power is continuously transmitted to Duanmuqing's body, and the power of her ice's artistic conception has been continuously raised to a terrible realm.
Moreover, Duanmu Qing will supervise this artistic conception, and also reach the realm of garden rhyme, putting all the pressure on Chi Yankui.
No one else feels the slightest feeling. The pressure from her artistic conception, if it is not Xiao Chen’s deep understanding of the artistic conception, it is difficult to see the mystery.
Chi Yankui's intelligence is extremely high, and soon he felt the mystery, a roar, and the flaming flames in his eyes began to burn.
boom!
In the hands of the giant sword brush, igniting a blazing flame, the flame is like a column, and there are black and sorrowful entanglements, this red flame of the flame has actually evolved into a demon fire trend.
Chi Yankui struggled forward and jumped to the two-handed sword. The flames flew out, and the ice-cold giant bird hit a countless piece of ice.
At the moment of crushing the ice bird, Chi Yankui slammed the long sword against the ground, and at the ten meters around it, he rose up a circle of black flames lingering around the black smoke.
Xiao Chen stood in the distance and looked at the thoughts in this scene. He muttered in his heart: "The flame will block the mood of Duanmuqing. No, it is not a blockage that is burning and burning."
The artistic conception can also be broken in this way, so that Xiao Chen can open his eyes. It seems that in the future, when he encounters a powerful warrior, he can learn from this method.
Fruit!
Chi Yankui smirked and completely restored the body's ability to act. Without the suppression of artistic conception, the wound on the chest began to reunite quickly.
Up!
Pulling out the long sword, Chi Yankui's foot slammed on the ground, and the speed reached the speed of sound, and instantly broke through the envelope of Duanmuqing.
The rising flame, drawn a flame tail and re-assembled on the sword body, Chi Yankui actually turned to the azaleas that had never been shot, volleyed.
This sword carries a hot wave, and Chi Yankui holds the sword in both hands. The strength is more horrible than before. I am afraid that a defective king will be turned into a pile of mud in this sword.
It seems that this red flame will also pick soft persimmon pinch, just cuckoo, is it really a soft persimmon?
Looking at the fierce, Chi Yankui, who is faster than the speed of sound, dressed in black, without any warriors.
His face became dignified, but there was not much panic, and there was no idea to retreat. At this time, even if he had escaped, he would be hurt by the waves.
With the power of Chi Yankui, even if only the air waves hit, the cuckoo will suffer a lot.
Snoring!
As the giant sword was about to fall, Du Fu's left foot bounced on the ground, his body leaped gently, and his right foot kicked over the chest of Chi Yankui.
However, the strength of this foot did not cause any damage to Chi Yankui. Even the slightest resistance was not felt. The huge body still flew quickly toward the front.
Surprisingly, Du Fu's foot is like a sticky, so it sticks to the chest of Chi-Fai Kui, and then gently squats, the body quickly crossed the top of his head and came to the back of Chi Yankui.
drink!
Waiting for the body to land, the cuckoo slammed, the body flipped quickly, volleyed one leg, and made a bang in the air, kicking on the back of Chi Yankui.
The strength of this foot is large, the air of the earthquake is stirred up, and the countless leaves in the woods have fallen, and then they have been stirred into countless debris.
Everything happened between the electric and the flint, jumping from the cuckoo to the legs, but a blink of an eye.
The movement was coherent to the extreme, and the jump caught on the other's chest and leaped over. The volley had a 180-degree cross leg. It is like a flowing stream of water, and it is natural and flawless.
Chi Yankui, who was fierce at the speed of sound, did not even think of the back, and would be so sturdy.
The body of the rapid flying can't stop, the center of gravity is unstable, and the body is like a shell, and it shoots quickly toward the front.
boom!
Head down the ground and hit the ground, blasting a huge deep pit, igniting the dust of the sky, and countless black dust suddenly flew up.
Du Fu's body fell steadily on the ground, and his face was calm and calm. It seemed that he had just done one, a trivial little thing.
However, everyone was surprised at the fact that even Chi Junkui, whose extreme artistic conception of Duanmu Qing could not be controlled, was easily played by him in the palm of his hand.
This person is not simple, Xiao Chen’s heart is secret, it seems like an ordinary one. However, the skills of fighting have been brought to the extreme, and they have used their strength to make a big difference.
boom!
Chi Yankui was completely irritated, jumping from the potholes, the giant sword danced wildly, and flew toward the cuckoo. There was a slight hydrological fluctuation in the space between the dances of each sword.
The rhyme above the sacred soldiers was once again motivated. Seeing this scene, the light in the eyes of the people who had not yet shot was completely illuminated.
The sacred priests who can use it frequently, this sacred soldier is almost certain, definitely not a serious sacred soldier, and the rhyme must be complete.
In the hands of a monster, you can use it so many times, if it is in their hands, it is not even more powerful.
The change of the law of heaven and earth made Du Fu's face change. The shape of Chi Yankui suddenly disappeared from the left and the right, and it was almost unpredictable. It suddenly became dangerous.
Moreover, he found that his body was also restricted. In the obvious feeling, he walked ten meters but actually only five meters, and the direction was still a lot wrong.
This is the power of the sacred soldiers. It contains avenues, tampering with the power of saints, disturbing the fluctuations of the heavens and the earth, and people in the battle are really feeling awkward.
Du Fu's face changed completely. He knew that he would be hit sooner or later. With his defensive power, he did not have the chance to survive the attack on the Red Flame.
Retreat!
Taking advantage of the sword under his head, Du Fu's look was condensed, and a palm was shot on the tip of the sword. With a huge force on the tip of the sword, the body quickly slid backwards.
Instantly swept away the distance of 500 meters, and then fell steadily on the ground, his face looked a little pale, and his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood.
Time is too hasty, and the power contained above the sword's tip is not completely resolved.
"This red flame has not been able to last for a long time. It has not been recognized by the sacred soldiers. It is impossible to bear the pressure of heaven and earth in the invisible pressure."
He also had the gull of the sacred soldier, and his face paled. He had forcibly and Chi Yankui forcibly attacked a sword, and the internal injuries were still not good.
Everyone heard the words carefully, but they saw that, as he said, the body of Chi Yankui’s skyrocketing lap had no idea when it was thin.
And the momentum of the body is much weaker than before, and the sword wound left by the chest Ji Changkong. At this time, it is not recovering, but it is getting worse and stronger, and the blood flow on the wound is even more terrifying.
Blood kills the world, fresh clothes anger horse!
The lonely soul of the sun, a hundred wars!
The stone is shocked, and it means breaking the sky!
Hua Yunfei, Shi Feng, who has never shot, has Sun Zhao, who has made a fortune, and has accumulated a long-term power. This moment has finally been shot.
The martial arts of the inheritance of martial arts, without any reservations, and the mountains and forests suddenly, the light of all colors shines, the wind is strong.
The three geniuses of martial arts came together and raged in the air. The big trees were directly cut off by the waist and stirred into countless pieces.
In the face of three horrible attacks, Chi Yankui’s ugly face revealed a fear, and looked at the mysterious ice on the mound, his eyes full of unwillingness.
The Great Sword went up to the last column, once again changing the rules between heaven and earth, trying to block the attack of three people.
But this time, it just swung the sword halfway, the giant sword in the hand, without its control, actually broke free.
The law was broken, and when it was first, it was subjected to a huge counter-attack, and the mouth spit out a large mouthful of blood, and it suddenly became weak.
Hey!
Three loud bangs, three attacks have hit the body of Chi Yankui, the weak and incomparable Chi Yankui, can not bear the attack of the three major martial arts.
The flesh and blood of the body is blurred, the black demon, flowing out constantly, the breath of life quickly dissipates.
"This holy squad, I want to fly Huayun!"
"Get out of the way, the holy soldier is my grandson."
"Only I am qualified to receive sacred soldiers."
Seeing the sacred soldiers flying out, after the three men shot, they never took care of the seriously injured Chi Yankui. I began to compete for the sacred soldiers immediately, and then I made a big fight.
This situation has to be said, it is ironic.