Chapter 1216: The Name of the Sword Demon 6

"Haha, you thought that Ren Xingchen would be afraid of you. If you want to kill me, you have to pay a tragic price!"
Ren Xingchen saw the rest of the Mon people staring at him, and his face was full of warfare.
Even if there are five or six strong men who are half-empty, but he is not afraid.
"kill!"
More than thirty people of the Mon clan revealed chills and directly attacked Ren Xingchen.
More than 30 people, menacing.
Not to mention that more than 200 people of the Mon nationality died, but 30 of the most elite and powerful people survived.
"The Mon people have taken action again. The mysterious man is restrained by the two strong men. It is estimated that the young man is still fierce!"
All the people around looked at it from a distance, and saw more than 30 strong Mon people rushing over again, whispering.
"I said, I will save his life, since you are going to die in advance, then I will fulfill you!"
Just before the Mon people from below rushed past, a cold voice came from above.
The people of the Mon ethnic group who were rushing towards the body were slightly stiff, with a trace of horror on their faces, and they quickly looked towards the sky.
"I want to save that kid during the battle with us. I tell you, with your strength, he can't be saved. My Mon nationality declared him dead. No one can keep it!"
An elder of the Mon clan shouted loudly when he heard Wang Xian's arrogant words.
"Hehe, just rely on you!"
Wang Xian held the Wumo Sword in his hand and waved directly, and the earth dragon shield directly blocked their attack.
"Light and darkness!"
At the moment when they blocked the attack of the two, Wang Xian's figure was shocked.
The darkness suddenly spread from his body towards the surrounding space.
He was like a demon, and the sun could not shine into his darkness.
Supernatural powers of light and darkness.
At this time, the magical powers of light and dark understood through the heart of light and dark are also a combination of magical powers.
This magical power, Wang Xian almost never used it.
Now there are deception dzi beads, which can be displayed unscrupulously.
"Om!"
The darkness quickly spread to the surroundings, directly covering a two-kilometer radius.
In this space, except for him, the speed, perception, and attack of everyone else all decreased.
But here, Wang Xian's attack and speed could more than double directly.
"Wow!"
When the darkness enveloped him, Wang Xian stared at the bottom, and his figure moved.
"Be careful!"
The faces of all the Mon people who were shrouded in the dark moment changed drastically, and they quickly shouted.
"Die!"
In this space, this group of warriors who have not reached the hole virtual level, in his view, are completely unresisting ants.
Wang Xian's speed was so fast that even the two old men of the Mon nationality did not react.
"Puff puff!"
Located in the light and darkness, Wang Xian seemed to be a ghostly monster.
The magic sword in his hand is like a death sickle that harvests life.
In this area, a group of Mon people has no resistance at all.
With a sound of penetration, they did not even scream and died directly under Wang Xian's sword.
"Damn, damn, you mysterious ghost, die to me!"
In the sky, the two elders of the Mon ethnic group felt the vitality disappearing quickly, their faces were violent, and they roared loudly.
Wang Xian raised his head with a cold expression on his face.
The real battle has just begun, and now he is about to burst out his full strength!
"Kill one first!"
Wang Xian's eyes were extremely cold, his figure moved, and he directly greeted the two strong men in the sky.
"Pharma: Heavenly Wind Sword!"
A strong hole in the hole couldn't help it anymore and directly released his strongest attack.
Faxiang, Tianfeng Sword.
The most powerful attack at the hole virtual level directly stabs Wang Xian.
A dark cyan long sword surrounded by a cyan hurricane, the long sword gradually only two meters in size.
But the hurricane around the sword swept all creatures in a radius of one thousand meters.
Even the dark and light with supernatural powers trembled violently under the power of the weak and strong.
Supernatural powers are different from Dhamma, after the supernatural powers are released, they will quickly dissipate.
However, the Dharma phase can be positioned for tens of seconds, or even a few minutes. In these few minutes, the attack of the strong in the hole has been increased several times.
This is the strongest aspect of Dhamma.
"Windshield, sleep me, guy, go to hell!"
The eyes of another Mon clan's strong weak hole were extremely red, and his whole body was shaken, and the invisible wind energy in the entire area surged towards Wang Xian.
A huge appeared around Wang Xian.
"Want to trap me, the water will overflow the golden mountains!"
Wang Xian figured for a while, forming a rain cover around him.
"The Realm of Fire!"
An icy look appeared in his eyes, and a huge flame mountain peak appeared directly in front of him, reluctantly attacking the two Mon clan elders.
"His, a strong attack, but Tianfeng Sword, cut it for me!"
The Heavenly Wind Sword surrounded by the hurricane slashed directly towards the Fire Territory, and the terrifying energy directly exploded the Fire Territory.
"dead!"
The Fire Territory was defeated, but the Tianfeng Sword was not completely defeated.
However, the hurricane around the Faxiang Tianfeng Sword dissipated under the collision of the Fire Territory, leaving behind the bright cyan long sword, and attacked towards Wang Xian.
"Haha, die!"
The old Mon clan who controls the Tianfeng Sword showed a hideous expression.
With a wave of the old Mon ethnic group's arm, a windshield quickly moved towards him.
"It's this time!"
Wang Xian squinted his eyes, and the speed of his body did not slow down at all, but increased again, directly facing the bright blue wind sword.
"Die!"
At the moment when Wang Xian was about to collide with the Tianfeng Sword, the two elders of the Mon clan shouted.
"Darkness and nothingness!"
Wang Xian's figure was shocked, and he displayed the most heaven-defying talent of the wicked monster family, nothingness.
"Om!"
The windshield surrounded him, and the bright sky wind sword pierced his chest.
When smiles appeared on their faces, Wang Xian's figure became illusory.
"Starburst!"
A cold voice came, making the faces of two old men of the Mon ethnic group stiff.
At the moment when he had already seen this mysterious guy beheaded by him, the other party suddenly broke out a more terrifying attack, which made the two smile stiff and their pupils slowly enlarged.
Starburst!
Three-attribute fusion combat skills.
The target of Wang Xian's attack was not the strong man who released the Dharma form, but another Mon clan elder.
"burst!"
Under the panic and hurried defense of two Mon clan elders, the starburst broke out directly.
"Boom boom boom!"
The sound of terror resounded across dozens of kilometers.
Even if it was far away, some people looked over here with surprise on their faces.
"It's a terrifying aftermath of the attack, at least the second-order strong man is fighting?"
Some people stagnated, looking in the direction of the sword house, their eyes flickering.