Chapter 663: Battle Half Emperor

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663 Battle Half Emperor
Chu Xingyun saw the appearance of the old man in linen, and immediately thought came to his mind, and asked, "Senior, do you want to fight me?"
As for sword cultivation, Chu Xingyun understood the idea of ​​sword cultivation.
At the moment, the old man's eyes were full of desire to fight, and the sound of swordsong began to permeate him. In just an instant, the fighting intention condensed to the extreme, passionate and fanatical.
"My remnant soul is about to dissipate. Wouldn't it be a joy to fight with all my strength before the soul flew away?" The old man in Mai laughed out loud and said with a voice, "Moreover, before the rebirth of reincarnation. As opposed to me, on the contrary, your comprehension of swordsmanship is not under me. If you fight with you, you must be hearty. "
During the speech, the old man in linen didn't wait for Chu Xingyun's reply, and a gleam of light was released from him, turned into a spiritual fog, and enveloped the entire space. At once, the place was like an illusory dream, and the world was full of spiritual power. , Without the eerie feeling of the tomb.
"After I cast the mystery, this place will become a dream. In this dream, you and I are the same. They are all five heavenly spirits, but the spiritual power here is endless, and it is extremely easy to control, so the real strength is really high. , Based on your own feelings! "
Hearing the words of the old man in linen, Chu Xingyun immediately moved the world's spiritual power, and as expected, the world's spiritual power here can operate with his mind, and there is no such thing as a barrier.
"In this mysterious dream, you and I can fight together, but creating this dream will exert more pressure on the souls of our predecessors and will speed up the dissipation of the residual soul." Chu Xingyun was a little unbearable. The dream is too vast, and it requires extremely strong strength. For the old man of linen, it is tantamount to a desperation.
The old man in Mai said, with a smile, he responded: "I will die sooner or later. It is better to fight for a few more hours. Why, if you haven't fought yet, have you retreated?"
With that, his body was surging spiritually, his palms were gripping towards the void, and a sword of Qingfeng filled with ancient breath appeared, and the swords roared violently, constantly piercing Chu Xingyun's hearing.
Chu Xingyun knew that the old man in linen was not deliberately provocative. What the latter wanted was a battle of sword repairs and a hearty battle.
Even if it is because of this battle, he will accelerate the speed of dissipation of the remnant soul, and he will not hesitate!
"Since my predecessors insisted on doing so, I would rather be respectful and obedient." Chu Xingyun's words exuded war intentions. He drew out the black hole epee, and the black sword awn turned into a streamer bloom, destroying everything, and suddenly chopped towards the old man in linen.
In an instant, Jianmang crushed the void of the inch, the black hole heavy sword weighing 50,000 pounds, and the momentum was even more violent, enough to force the mountain top, but the old man of the linen clothing did not frown, and the corner of his mouth floated with a smile.
"This is like a little bit." The old man in linen spit out a word, his wrist turned, and Qingfeng Sword released the vast sword power, just like a sword mountain, cutting off the sky dome.
"It's a fierce sword that can tear even the sky." Chu Xingyun drew a cold breath, and the old man in linen standing in front of his eyes was a real half emperor, even if he was more powerful than the previous one. Not much.
At this moment, the armor of the Vientiane armor worn on the right arm glowed with white light, and the black hole epee had a stronger momentum, coming out of the crit. Ignoring the blockage of Qing Feng's sword pressure, with the terrifying destruction power, he killed the linen. Old man.
Upon seeing this, a blue swordman's body appeared on the old man in linen.
His arm stretched out as if it were a sword blade, and the whole body was full of Lingli Jianmang. When he raised his hand, his arm merged with the Qingfeng sword. The swordman and the black hole epee collided, and the roar continued. The swordmang continued to fragment, but The castration of the Black Hole Epee also gradually weakened. When they touched the Qingfeng Sword, the two swords collided, and the Black Hole Epee did not take the slightest advantage.
At the same moment, the eyes of the old man in the linen cloth opened, sweeping towards Chu Xingyun's position. His eyes flashed with sword light, as if he could penetrate the world, and his eyes were like swords, and his sky-spreading intentions.
"Not good!" Chu Xingyun exclaimed in his heart. With a violent force on his right arm, he suddenly withdrew the black hole epee. The sword swept across, and the atmosphere of destruction and disaster was melted. The chopping out is about to fall apart.
Mori style!
The two violent forces continuously collided, one was sharp and the other was violent, and there was a sense of earth-shaking in an instant. This dream was shaking madly, but the two men did not retreat in the battle, but instead kept approaching, and even hit everything.
"Wu Ling is present!" The old man's Qingfeng sword sweeps the world. Behind him, Jianmang condenses a huge phantom. This phantom is a two-winged green tiger. His hair is like a sword.
The tiger, symbolizing killing, is the of killing.
The wings of the two-winged green tiger martial arts are as high as eight grades. At the moment of appearance, the tiger roared to the sky, and the killing breath ran across the sky.
"Come well!" Chu Xingyun can feel how terrible this sword is. If it is the heyday of the old man in linen, this sword alone may be enough to destroy a vast city.
But the more so, the fighting intention in Chu Xingyun's heart became stronger and stronger. He gripped the black hole epee tightly. On his body, the gas of disaster sent out a breath of breath, and fell on the black hole epee's sword, turning into another A vortex, the breath of destruction became more and more pure, making Chu Xingyun's entire right arm covered with gray and black patterns, and the breath of destruction filled the entire sky.
This is not a reality, but an illusory dream. Chu Xingyun can fight violently, regardless of worries!
In the void, the two swords kept approaching, and soon they collided again.
Compared to the last shaking, this time, the momentum is extremely small, and it can even be said to be quiet. The completely different swords are woven in the void, no fancy, no more mysterious, is the most direct collision, and then Annihilation.
Chu Xingyun's whole body was circulated with the scourge of disaster, gray and black patterns spread all over his right arm, and continued to spread all over his body. The body of Vajra was perfect and flawless, yet exuded a sense of destruction.
He held the black hole epee violently, the sword awns were like a vortex, and the chaos swallowed the sky. He wanted to engulf the sky-breaking sword awns of the blue front sword, and the power of destruction continued to bloom between the two. This dream was unstable and shaking Up, the power is too arrogant and overbearing.
Looking at the old man in linen.
I saw his look as calm as before, but his eyes were full of excitement.
The sound of Jianyin came out, it seemed that the swords and awns continued to bloom, and his two-winged green tiger martial arts gradually dissipated, and the blue light flowed, condensed in the sky, and finally turned into an ancient ghost shadow up to a hundred feet. Feng Gujian.
All of a sudden, Chu Xingyun's eyes were covered by the green mansions. Each green mansions were sharp sword shadows, overlapping each other, over the mountains and the wild, shining on the sky and the sky, containing the supreme power of breaking the sky!