Chapter 793: Axe Fall

This increase in power is jumping.
At the same time, Jing Yan felt that the holy lightsaber had gone beyond the prefecture-level martial arts and reached the level of heaven-level martial arts.
On the Tianyuan continent, there are very few warriors who have practiced prefecture-level martial arts, let alone practiced martial arts. Heaven-level martial arts is legend.
It does not mean that the heavenly martial arts has completely disappeared, nor is the heavenly martial arts handed down from the pre-war period. However, even if there is a martial arts stele of heaven-level martial arts, no one can practice it. Even the Lord Shen Chong cannot be cultivated.
Otherwise, Jing Yan would not have the idea that a sacred martial arts master could master the heavenly martial arts.
"Heaven-level martial arts!" Jing Yan's eyes narrowed, and his heart couldn't hide his joy.
In the life-and-death assassination, it really helped the warriors. On the mainland, many warriors' epiphanies appeared during the life and death killings. The feeling of wandering on the edge of death can inspire the greatest potential of a warrior.
A sudden flash of light may have a huge impact on the warrior.
Jing Yan at this time is obviously the case.
"I realized the meaning of the sword, actually integrated into the sword!" Jing Yan felt this at the same time.
Prior to the attack, Jing Yan had forcibly attached Jian Yi to the sword light condensed by the sword. At this time, sword intention is directly integrated with swordsmanship, and the two are combined into one, regardless of you and me.
This sword of light was inspired, and the increase in power was several times greater.
The black sword light, condensed into the shape of a cone, was silent and annihilated towards the opposite ancient Wutian. Without any sound, the energy is completely restrained.
Jing Yan's eyes stared at the black sword light.
Gu Wutian also seemed to feel a huge threat. He had no expression before, and his expression became very stingy at this time. He vigorously waved the huge axe in his hand, and the axe became a piece, trying to resist the approaching Jianguang.
"Ka! Ka!"
Only this time, Axe Shadow was severely torn from the middle after touching Jianguang.
"No!" Gu Wutian hissed.
And while he was screaming, Jian Guang was already in front of him. The next moment, passing through his body.
Gu Wutian's body vibrated violently.
"This is impossible!" Gu Wutian lowered his head and looked at his chest.
In the eyes of the bronze bell, a gray death gas appeared.
"I want to kill you! I want to kill you!" Gu Wutian raised his head again, dancing the axe in his hand.
A large amount of dark red blood flowed out of his chest. It can be clearly seen that there is a fist-sized blood hole in that position.
"So strong vitality!"
"It's all like this, can we continue to attack?" Jing Yan shook his head slightly.
Subsequently, he wielded another sword.
Gu Wutian is a pure refining warrior. His body can enter the void and resist the omnipresent death energy everywhere. Jing Yan felt that it was at least the level of the dragon spirit body, and its vitality was not comparable to ordinary human beings.
But even so, it still cannot stop the splendor of the sword-level heavenly martial arts holy sword technique.
Under the constant penetration of Jianguang, the breath of ancient sky is getting weaker and weaker. He couldn't continue to maintain the transformed form, and his body returned to its normal size. Blood oozes from the whole body, and there is constant blood flowing out in Qiqiao.
"I lost!"
Gu Wutian stopped struggling. He looked at Jing Yan, and his expression was calm.
Jing Yan saw that there seemed to be a sense of relief.
Perhaps for Gu Wutian, death is also a relief.
At this moment, Jing Yan didn't know what to say or what to say.
Under Jing Yan's gaze, Gu Wutian slowly closed his eyes, his tall body fell from the air. In his body, there was not even a Xu Mi ring, only a rusty axe in his hand.
Jing Yan felt Gu Wutian's body, and the last vitality disappeared, he shook his head. With one finger, he took the strangely shaped axe into his hand.
"It's class material!"
"Just without any refining process!" Jing Yan glanced at the axe, whispering with emotion.
Ordinary materials must not be able to withstand the impact of ancient power. Gu Wutian is a pure refining body, and the battle relies on its own strength, so the weapons processed by the refining machine, even spiritual weapons, are of no use to Gu Wutian.
Putting down the axe, Jing Yan took out a healing elixir and swallowed it.
In this battle, Jing Yan also received considerable trauma. If it was not for the transformation of the Holy Light Sword Technique, the final result would most likely be Jing Yan's killing.
After one third of the tea time, Jing Yan stood up and stared in the direction of the ancient house. The figure flickered and approached the past.
At this time, the fighting between the Gujia camp warriors and the brilliant alliance warriors continued.
"Everyone must hold on!"
"Persist in coming back to the sky, victory is ours!"
"Jingyan's little beast may have been beheaded now, right? The of the brilliant alliance, you will all die, I won't let any of you leave alive, you all will die here!"
Gu Wanquan growled.
He looked sullen and looked terrible.
There are only fifty or sixty martial arts warriors around him. Although they can still maintain the battle line, they are also losing ground. From time to time, some of the Emperor's defense warriors were broken and killed.
However, the Taoist Emperor Warriors in the Gujia battle formation still have the last conviction, that is, returning after the axe Mogu lawless beheading Jing Yan.
As Gu Wanquan said, as long as Gu Wutian returns, that is when they fight back, they will become hunters, and the warriors of the brilliant alliance will become prey.
Although the people of the brilliant alliance have the absolute upper hand, everyone's heart is covered with a shadow. They don't know what the result of Jing Yan and the ancient sky fight will be ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Wutian's strength is too strong, that is, Jing Yan's ally, and perhaps not Gu Wutian's opponent. And once Jing Yan dies or escapes, some of them who are left behind may be spared, but most of them will be buried here.
"You all die! You all die!" Gu Wanquan's eyes fell on a corpse falling from the air.
The person who was just killed was Gu Xianlun, the elder of the ancient family. Gu Xianlun, a warrior in the early days of the imperial realm, could not persist until now.
At this point, he also died, and Gu Wanquan roared madly.
"Gu Wanquan!"
Just then, the figure of Jing Yan came. Jing Yan's figure approached quickly from the horizon.
Hearing Jing Yan's voice, Gu Wan's body shivered. He slowly turned his head slowly and looked at the flying figure.
"You ... why didn't you die?" A chill ran from the soles of Gu Wanquan to his head.