Chapter 1217: The Name of the Sword Demon 7

"What a terrible explosion, what happened inside?"
"Hi, when this black space appears, there are waves of terrifying attacks inside!"
And around the sword house, when the starburst exploded, everyone was shocked and looked inside with horror.
They took a deep breath one by one, their faces full of shock.
The appearance of the mysterious man was simply shocking.
"what!"
At this moment, in the space of light and darkness, the Mon clan elder who was hit by the starburst was bursting in terror.
The defense that had just condensed beside him collapsed instantly, and the terrifying attack of the three attributes of gold, fire and earth directly impacted him.
Like the burst of a meteorite, the terrifying attack made his arm disappear instantly.
The hole virtual armor on his chest only supported for less than a second before it collapsed, and then his body began to collapse.
His eyes widened, his eyes were full of fear, and his body collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"bump!"
In the end, his physical body exploded directly and dissipated safely.
"No, old ba..."
The face of the old Mon nationality who was using the Tianfeng sword on the side changed drastically.
"Now it is your turn!"
Wang Xian saw a Mon clan elder being killed, and a smile appeared on his face.
Light and darkness are nothingness, and when fighting, they can often produce terrifying effects.
Next, the strong man of the first order of the hole, after casting the magic phase, he wants to use it again, at least it will take a while to continue.
Without the strongest means, it is not Wang Xian's opponent at all.
"Golden sword chasing!"
Wang Xian did not hesitate in the slightest. He was full of energy, and he didn't even consume half of it. The Demonless Sword in his hand burst out with a golden glow and directly attacked him.
"how is this possible..."
The last remaining Mon clan old man was terrified. When facing Wang Xian again, a trace of fear flashed on his face.
Yes, just fear.
The mysterious person in front of him is simply too weird. There are at least two attributes in his attack, and he can also burst out unbelievable attacks from time to time.
This caused a trace of fear in his heart.
This kind of bottomless enemy is the most terrifying.
Seeing the gilt gold chasing the sword coming towards him, he could only gritted his teeth, directly displayed his magical powers, and greeted him.
Wang Xian deceived him, waving the long sword in his hand, and attacking continuously.
In Jinshui Kendo, not only the combined attacks of Jinshui double attributes, but also the use of sword moves.
Under the control of Wang Xian, the golden water energy kept interlacing, forcing the Mon clan elders to passively defend.
"No, it's not his opponent, run away!"
The old Mon clan's face changed drastically.
"Feng Ying!"
With a move of his body, after receiving an attack from Wang Xian, his figure fled directly into the distance.
"It's too late to escape!"
A cold expression appeared on Wang Xian's face, and the long sword in his hand was shaken: "Water Tomb!"
The restraint dual-attribute combo attack instantly restrains his speed.
"Take me one more trick, flame through gold!"
An expression of excitement came into Wang Xian's eyes, and the Demon-Free Sword in his hand pierced directly forward.
The flame wears gold, the second three-attribute combination attack that Wang Xian comprehend.
"Oops, why does he have so many terrifying kills!"
The face of the last elder of the Mon clan was full of cold sweat. His facial features have been displayed, and now he has no means to deal with this terrifying attack.
He quickly went to the side to hide.
However, at the moment he dodged, the flame burst through the gold, and it was directly divided into dozens of small swords. The small swords covered the front and attacked swiftly.
"Wind, possess!"
He clenched his teeth, roared, his clothes roared, making a rustling noise, and the strong wind properties surrounded his body.
He tried his best to avoid Wang Xian's attack.
"Bumpy!"
When the small swords attacked, it was another terrifying death threat.
"burst!"
His face was pale, his figure was shocked, and the armor on his body directly greeted him.
"Bumpy!"
The armor of the first order of the hole virtual greeted the small swords, and quickly collapsed, and the power of the flame penetrating gold continued to attack him.
The last of the Mon clan elders was full of horror, and the long sword in his hand stood in front of him, blocking the vital position.
"Bumpy!"
The small sword fell on his long sword, causing his arms to tremble violently.
And the position that was not blocked by the long sword was directly penetrated by the terrifying flame through the golden sword.
However, for the strong people of the first-order hole, as long as they don't hit the critical position, they won't die so easily.
"Bumpy!"
Five or six small swords fell on his long sword, his entire face was extremely pale, and he quickly flew backwards.
Until the flame piercing the gold attack completely dissipated, he spit out the big mouth of blood fiercely.
The blood was mixed with internal organs, and he ran away desperately.
He wants to survive, he wants to escape.
"sucker Punch!"
Wang Xian's icy voice sounded behind him, and the body of the strong man trembled slightly.
He was full of blood all over his body, and there was no time for treatment.
"puff!"
Wang Xian's figure flickered, and he came directly behind him, and the magic sword in his hand penetrated his heart directly.
"Om!"
At this moment, the surrounding light and dark energy was exhausted.
The darkness covering a radius of two kilometers disappeared.
The sun was shining in the sky, but the black magic sword in Wang Xian's hand was frozen, penetrating the scene of the Mon clan elder.
The darkness disappeared, and everyone saw this scene.
Along with this shocking scene, there are the bodies of more than 30 Mon people on the ground.
And, the broken corpse of another strong man.
And that mysterious young man didn't have the slightest blood or injuries on his body.
Under the attention of the surrounding people, the long sword in his hand was gently drawn.
The body of another strong man from the Mon clan fell to the ground.
"bump!"
The corpse fell on the ground and made loud noises, as if hitting everyone's heart.
Two Dongxu first-order strong men have fallen!
Beheaded by a mysterious swordsman!
More than 200 elites of the Mon ethnic group were even more easily wiped out.
"Goooo!"
Around, some people couldn't help swallowing and foaming, looking at the mysterious figure with shocked faces.
"It's so strong. One person can kill two holes and first order. The most important thing is that his voice and body shape look so young!"
A girl opened her eyes wide and murmured.
"bump!"
"Senior, thank you for saving again, thank you for your kindness in rebuilding!"
At this time, at the ground position, Ren Xingchen directly knelt on the ground and respectfully worshipped Wang Xian.
"Senior, can you accept me as a disciple, can you let me follow you, even if you are a cow or a horse, I am willing!"
He raised his head, his face was respectful, and his eyes were filled with desire.