Chapter 1747: Demon Sword Soul

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Chapter 1747th Demon Sword Soul
The dark sword light fell to the ring, revealing the figure of Feng Yu Jianjun. He had a loose sword robe, black eyebrows and black hair, tied with a curly hair crown, neat and clean, and revealed a sharp sword spirit all over his body.
Severe, sharp, indestructible!
The sword came out, and it has never moved forward. This is the momentum used by a real sword repairer.
"Su Zhen, you kill my apprentice, and I will never die with you!" Feng Yu Jianjun's voice pierced, and every word he uttered seemed to be shot by the sword, and the interlocutor's bones were cold.
Sound like a sword.
Word by word, kill by word.
"Tongtian Sword Master? A sword repairer with great potential, but unfortunately you shouldn't provoke me, and you dare to provoke me even if you know the lessons ahead, and it's even foolish." , Do it directly. "
If it were ten years ago, Su Zhenlian and Dao Zang would be defeated undoubtedly, but within this decade, he almost refined the entire core, his body was strong like a holy weapon, and the supernatural powers could not be destroyed.
Innately invincible, why not be afraid?
"Dare!"
Feng Yu Jianjun shot directly.
Under his control, Feijian turned into a sky-swordd dragon with dark scales and sharp five-claws. He roared towards Su Zhen, and the dragon roared through the world.
"Sculpture of the worm."
Su Zhen banged out with one punch, and the six hundred bodhi elephants battled through the heavenly sword dragons, just like repeating the ancient fierce beast scuffles, shaking the mountains between the collisions, ruining the heavens and the earth, and the voids constantly falling.
"Thousands of swords sent out together."
Feng Yujian squeaked, and the dragon scale shot up like a 10,000 mouth flying sword that shattered 600 Bodhi elephants, and surrounded Su Zhen in it. The latter quickly turned into a net glazed bodhisattva, summoned the golden sword, and the two golden weapons of the golden gun to resist. After a fierce collision, the dragon scales were all blocked, and Su Zhen's glazed body also showed some slight cracks.
The two holy objects only block a small part, and the vast majority are still physically resistant.
Okay.
It's just skin trauma, and the undead bloodline heals as soon as it runs.
"Jianchao Pavilion covers the secret realm of the world. I have personally visited 294 ancient ruins. I have seen nine ancient monsters, but no one is as strong as you." Feng Yujianjun stared at Su Zhen Liu Li body, inexplicable jealousy: "Even in the ancient times, your flesh can be comparable to most monsters, it is really the strongest species on the endless continent today."
The strongest species on the mainland.
This is undoubtedly a kind of supreme affirmation. After witnessing Su Zhen's repeated physical resistance against Dao-Tibet attacks, none of them could deny it.
"Unfortunately, I can cut you."
After a pause, Feng Yujianjun spit out the following: "I got a lot of adventures in the ruins. The most satisfying thing is the three sword souls. I sealed it as the bottom card. The first one has been used and died in it. Under his hand is the ancient monster beast "Kui Niu", an old deceased, with blood almost depleted. Even so, its flesh is not weaker than you. "
Kui cattle, ancient monsters.
It has the shape of a cow, without a horn, and has a foot. When going in and out of the water, there must be wind and rain. Its light is like the sun and the moon, and its sound is like thunder. Its skin is used to make war drums, which can shatter the enemy soul.
"Flying bears and drums?"
Upon hearing this, a Tibetan ancestor from Zhongzhou Road shouted in alarm.
"What thunder drum?"
"Three hundred years ago, the Flying Bear Legion did not know how to obtain a piece of Kui cowhide and made it into a war drum called the Flying Bear Thunder Drum. Every time this drum was beaten, it would be stormy, lightning and thunder, especially When fighting at sea, even a tsunami can be summoned. This object is regarded as one of the treasures of the Flying Bear Legion. It was unexpectedly a gift from the Jianchao Pavilion. "
His answer also proved that what Feng Yu Jianjun said was true.
Kui Niu is an ancient monster, after all, even if he is old and decayed, his blood is exhausted, and his suffocation is still so far, his strength is not one thousandth, and his physical strength is far from that of the endless mainland monster.
Feng Yu Jianjun can cut this beast, can't he cut Su Zhen?
"The second sword soul, the demon sword soul, now!" If Zhong Daozang was still shocking Feng Yu Jianjun, he had already begun to summon the sword soul.
Su Zhen felt a dark and obscure, ancient evil atmosphere, gradually awakened in the body of Feng Yu Jianjun, as if an ancient demon took a backdoor.
Feng Yu Jianjun's eyebrows appeared a diamond-shaped sword mark, gradually dispersed black lines, very symmetrical across the left and right faces, painting an ancient pattern.
call!
call!
...
The closed chopping Sendai suddenly blew a cloudy wind.
A black hole emerged from the back of Feng Yu Jianjun, and the cold wind and cold rushed out like a cave leading to the Yin Cao Di Mansion. Outside, all the monks and divines vaguely saw that the black hole was an ancient battlefield. Look at the broken limbs, broken arms, broken halberds, white bones and corpses, lakes with blood.
In it, there is a very obvious figure.
It was a ball of blood.
Like an air mass, like an angry dragon, like a magic sword, they rushed over the battlefield, and the stirring sky turned upside down. Some white bones were crushed into powder by its power and dissipated with the wind.
terror.
evil.
ancient.
powerful.
These breaths are all emitted from the blood!
"Demon Soul?" Su Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he produced a sense of deja vu from the blood, which seemed to be supernatural, but he had consciousness, and consciousness was only mad killing.
He got it.
This should be the remnant of a powerful demon repairer who died in the battlefield. Due to the unwillingness, coupled with the closed battlefield, the air is full of vigor and gloom.
"Some troubles." Su Zhen's expression became solemn.
Feng Yu Jianjun uses itself as a carrier to provide flesh to the remnant soul. The latter is a real rebirth of the devil, and it is impossible to rely on the will of the undead emperor Wu Dao.
"Roar!"
The blood in the black hole made a roar, rushed out crazy, and got into the body of Feng Yujian.
Just into the body-
boom!
Feng Yu Jianjun's momentum completely changed, the black lines on his face became bloody, and the Yinsha around his body also became bloody.
"Uh."
Opened his eyes, his pupils were scarlet, and he was fierce.
"Everyone who disturbs me to sleep must die!" Feng Yujian's mouth made a human-like voice, as if an old demon was cursing. He grabbed the void with his right hand. Xiang Suzhen.
Su Zhen punched away.
The fist collided with Jian Qi, and the latter collapsed instantly.
But Su Zhen was not happy, but his face changed quickly, and then the outside world suddenly found out that a scarlet blood appeared in his glass fist, and the nearly invincible glass body was broken?
Zhong Dao Zang was taken aback.
"Break through?"
"With a sword spirit, break the defense of the Liuli body? Ha ha ha, his biggest reliance is finally over, see how he is tumbling!"
"The death of the little bastard!"
After the horror, those Daozang who had enmity with Su Zhen, but with ordinary strength, laughed a lot. Some Daozang with ordinary strength also held their arms to watch a good show.