Chapter 270: Mysterious opponent

? Three chances! ?

When I heard the old man's words, the three of Chu Yan looked dumbfounded, and looked at the old man with some disbelief.

"The third level of Fei Xing Tower, the rules are very simple. On the stone bridge in front of the three of you, there is another one who has evolved according to the strength of the three of you. Of course, there may be two or more! However, there must not be many of you. All you have to do is to defeat him, and by any means, walk from the bridge to the other side of the bridge ... "

最后 "Finally, I hope that some of you will be the first genius to pass the Meteor Tower for thousands of years!"

After speaking, the old man's body slowly began to blur, just like when he first appeared, disappearing into the endless starry night sky between the void walks.

After waiting for the old man to disappear, he stepped on the starry sky, and looked at the three of them far away. Then, the three began to seriously study the stone bridge in front of them.

石桥! From the perspective of the three people of Chu Yan, if this stone bridge is connected to the end of the starry sky, the mist of spiritual mist is entangled, and there is a sound of spiritual sea waves and waves under the bridge.

"Crossing the stone bridge is passing the third floor !?"

Lu Chuyan looked at the stone bridge, her eyes were shining, then she smiled indifferently.

"Then ... just make it!"

Huh!

The next moment, Chu Yan made a remnant and flew directly towards the stone bridge in the distance.

When Lu Chuyan set out, before the other two stone bridges, Lin Xiao and Meng Hao also flew up the bridge and rushed into the spiritual fog on the bridge.

After all, each person has three opportunities, so the first challenge, regardless of victory or defeat, is an attempt.

At this time, Chu Yan also walked into the spiritual fog on the bridge.

"The third level of the meteor tower assessment, to defeat your opponent, is to pass! There are a total of three challenge opportunities. Are you sure you will conduct your first challenge now?"

In front of Lu Chuyan, there is a huge spiritual fog, and a sound is emitted from the spiritual fog.

"I ... OK!" Chu Yan solemnly said.

Woo!

A group of black light bodies immediately flew out of Wu Ling's mist. This black light group began to condense in the air and turned into a black robe figure with a golden mask.

This man is wearing a long sword, a black robe flying, under the mask, a pair of sharp eyes staring at Chu Yan, voicing

"Battle ... let's get started!"

"Your opponent has the same cultivation behavior as you. He is, the most perfect you, the strongest you. If you defeat him, you can pass this bridge! Pass this level!" The spirit fog in the air made a sound.

"Sure enough, it looks like me, the strongest self? Then ... come on!"

Lu Chuyan's eyes were sparkling, her heart moved, and the Haotian sword behind her came out of the sheath and flew into her hands, her sword trembling slightly.

A dozen or so Jianyi cyclones appeared next to Chu Yan, bringing out the sound of Jianling Qixiao.

"kill!"

The divine person drank aloud, unfolded his body style, and at the same time pulled out the sword behind him, attacking Chu Yan.

Both of them chose to use swords!

Chu Chuyan flew out and greeted the attacking mysterious man. Two afterimages, each holding a long sword, were opposed to each other.

"The strongest self? OK, let you test my strength now!"

Lu Chuyan's eyes rose in battle, and Haotian Sword in her hand exudes a shining swordman, lifting his sword to the other side.

Clang! clang! clang!

In mid-air, two figures jumping at the same time, holding Lingbao sword sword puffing, instantly launched a crazy attack again and again.

"What's going on?" Luo Feng was startled.

The mysterious man's swordsmanship, body style, and even the strength of his vigor are exactly the same as his own. There is no flaw between attack and defense, including the fighting mind, and it is also perfect. At a glance, you can see through your enticement moves.

"Indestructible? I won't believe it!" Chu Yan's eyes were cold.

The Haotian sword in the hand, the sword mang rose by one more point, all the sharp edges of the third-order Zhenwu Lingbao were instantly inspired, and suddenly the sword was cut out. The target was the Lingbao sword in the hands of the mysterious man.

Clang!

When the two swords collided, they issued a loud sound of Jin Ge, which bounced back. As a result, the opponent ’s Lingbao sword was chopped up, as Chu Yan had not expected!

Failed!

The long sword in the opponent's hand does not seem to be worse than his own Haotian sword. It is impossible to win the opponent with the benefit of Lingbao!

In a blink of an eye, there are a hundred moves in the past, and the mysterious person's sword, each attack, if there is a special mood, even the front move and the rear move are connected to form a perfect combination of moves, giving people a continuous Absolutely, as if the waves are cascading, it is instantaneous, and it is like rolling mountains, giving people an unshakable feeling.

"This ... how is that possible?" Chu Yan was shocked, "Why each of his swords contains the meaning of a sword, which obviously strengthens me a little, so go on, and after a hundred battles, I will lose to him!"

来 Come again!

Repeatedly making the sword, making the sword faster, faster body, and constantly attacking the opponent, but the mysterious man holding a long sword, between the offense and defense, there is a sense of ease and ease, easily resist each of the next Chu Yan trick.

"Poor! Too bad! Is there only quick harmony in Kendo?" Under the mask of the mysterious man, a pair of cold eyes flashed a taunt of irony. "At this level, don't even think about crossing the bridge in your life, and die. Come on! "

Huh!

The Lingbao sword in the hands of the mysterious man suddenly became sharp, and each sword shook out, and then turned into three sword shadows. They attacked from different directions. Chu Yan was frightened, and Haotian sword waved in his hands, desperately. Block those sword shadows.

Boom! boom! boom!

There was a loud bang, Chu Yan was blasted back and forth, and Hao Tianjian was cut back in his hands.

"This ... how is it possible !?" Standing on the bridge, Chu Yan looked at the mysterious person on the opposite side, shocked.

"Hahaha ... Poor! Too bad! It's so bad!" The mysterious man laughed wildly.

A bright sword awn, cut through the air ...

In the face of this sword, Chu Yan stared at him with a rage and greeted him with a sword.

"Break me!"

The dark black Rakshasa burst out with anger, his eyes were blood red instantly, the golden pupil appeared, and the color of the skin became gray-black.

Raksha real body! Chu Yan's combat power doubled immediately, and Haotian sword in his hand swallowed and blasted at the other side.

Boom! boom! boom!

After two dark shadows, in the blink of an eye, they attacked seven or eight moves, their bodies flashed, and under the violent anger, the surrounding spiritual fog rolled like waves and turbulent chaos.

第七 Thunder sword style seventh style, crazy sword style!

Chu Yan successfully cast out ~ EbookFREE.me ~ A sword waved out, three swordsmans shot straight out, exploded beside the divine person, and turned into countless small swords, like a piercing rainstorm. Mysterious man in a central location.

Huh! call out! call out!

The light of the divine person's eyes is shining, and the sword of Lingbao in his hand dances into the shadow of the sky. Wrapping him all over the body, when viewed from afar, these sword shadows are like one, becoming a sword light composed of sword shadows. The ball, blocking all the small sword qi from Chu Yan's mad sword, blocked out.

"You are strong! Very strong! But my strength is not just that!" Chu Yan, the endless dark clouds billowed out, toward the mysterious man.

Luocha Lianyu, controlled by Chu Yan!

The figure flew, and the dark clouds that were constantly flowing, wrapped the mysterious person, and became dark all around!

"Broken!"

The sword in the hand of the divine person suddenly spit out a thick sword awn, like a dark cloud, sweeping out the dark clouds around him. For a time, within dozens of steps centered on his body, all the black Yun, all of him waved back.