Chapter 569: Seems to be in trouble
Yun Feiyang's sword was too fast, so fast, in Toltu's opinion, it was clear that there was only one sword!
Ling Da'er's face became solemn. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
His strength is higher than Tortu, reaching the middle stage of the Martial Emperor, but he can only barely catch Yun Feiyang's sword movement, as for how many swords he has produced, it is really difficult to see.
in the world today.
I am afraid that the only one who can capture the number of swords that can be produced in a moment of Yun Feiyang is probably only a top swordsman like the Sword Emperor of the Four Seas.
"Oh my god. ”
The gopher hid in the dark, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and exclaimed: "It is worthy of being a rare sword and martial arts king, and the speed of the sword is too fast!"
"Brush!"
At this moment, Yun Feiyang's wrist turned, and at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, dozens of swords were released in a row.
This.
The speed of the sword is faster than it was just now.
Ling Daer and Tortu could only catch the sword light, and when everything stopped, they saw each other's chic sword sheaths.
Again, this is a deliberate slowdown.
Otherwise.
From the sword to the sheath, they could see nothing.
"Qiang—"
The moment the sword was sheathed, the dozens of king-level corpses that rushed again were torn apart and slid down the mountain like rain.
Two swords.
Beheaded nearly 100 king-level corpses.
Yun Feiyang used his strength to shock the sect leader of the Corpse Control Sect and even the disciples, making them look shocked one by one.
Damn it.
Is this guy still human!
"Brush—"
At this moment, Yun Feiyang took out his sword again, just like the last time, after the sword was dashingly sheathed, dozens of dried corpses were killed again.
This is absolutely a one-sided, pressure-free massacre.
Ling Daer shouted, "All withdraw!"
You can't rush over again, otherwise, it won't be long before a thousand king-level corpses will be killed by this guy.
"Whew-"
The cultists manipulated the corpses and retreated to the back.
"Run?"
Yun Feiyang smiled coldly and immediately swung his sword.
The seven-rank sword technique 'One Sword Slashes the Sky' was cast, and a huge sword qi was formed instantly, carrying the power of shaking the heavens and the earth, and roared away.
Lao Tzu came to control the corpse sect today.
There is only one purpose, that is, to kill all the corpses, and now that they have crawled out of the ground, there is no need to go back!
"Boy, Hugh!"
Ling Da'er immediately shouted angrily, and Ling Nian instantly manipulated several emperor-level corpses and rushed over to resist the powerful sword qi that swept in.
"Boom!"
The four emperor-level corpses worked together to block the sword qi formed by the seven-rank sword technique, and the originally powerful flesh was shaved off layer by layer.
"Shhh
Ling Daer gasped.
This is an emperor-level dry corpse that he personally refined, although he is only in the early stage of the Martial Emperor, but his defense is extremely strong, and when he cut it down with a sword, he actually hurt his flesh and skin!
"This guy!" he stared at the Cold Sky Sword and said, "This thing must be a high-grade treasure!"
Finally realized?
The Cold Sky Sword, which was made by a sword casting master and covered with stones and cold stones from the coffin in the tomb of Emperor Wu, is indeed of extremely high quality.
And.
Because there is a sword soul.
The quality will continue to upgrade, if it is divided according to the level of the Eternal Continent, the Cloud Flying Cold Sky Sword will now reach at least the sixth grade high-level!
Six-grade advanced.
It is equivalent to the stage from the stage of Empress Wu to the peak.
No wonder.
With the strength of the late Sword King, Yun Feiyang was able to cut down the corpses whose physical defense was comparable to that of the emperor, and cut them one by one like chopping grass.
Fighting.
One relies on strength, and the other relies on equipment.
"Huh?"
After the sword was put into the sheath, Yun Fei raised his eyebrows and a trace of surprise appeared in the sky, his sword was actually only cutting off the flesh and skin of a few dried corpses, it seems that the level should be very high.
"Boy!"
Ling Da'er said angrily: "It is an unforgivable sin to hurt me to control the corpse sect with so many corpse kings!"
As he spoke, Lingnian manipulated, and saw four corpse emperors rushing over, and they all shot out in unison, each of them condensed an explosive power comparable to three thousand weights.
Yun Feiyang sneered: "Not once, come again!"
"Brush!"
He volleyed into the air, the cold sky sword came out of its sheath, and another sword slashed the sky, and a powerful sword aura emerged, blatantically blasting towards the four corpse emperors.
Ling Daer was stunned.
This guy's sword skills must be of a very high level, and the consumption is also high, so how can he show it again in an instant.
Could it be that you realized that you were not an opponent and began to fight hard?
"Boom!"
The sword qi blasted down again.
The four Corpse Emperors resisted the seven-rank sword technique again, and the muscles of their arms were slashed off, revealing the white bones.
A normal martial artist, injured to this extent, will definitely not be able to fight again, but the corpse emperors are unmoved and still bang over!
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The four Corpse Emperors shot out in unison, and their violent strength exploded in mid-air, shattering the trees and rocks in the mountains and forests.
"Whoosh!"
Yun Feiyang flew out with a sword, his hair hanging in the air messily, and then he used a sword to slash the sky again!
I don't believe it.
You dry corpses, you can still carry it all the time!
"Boom!"
The four Corpse Emperors once again resisted the seventh-rank sword technique, and there was no intact place in their arms.
"Whew!"
"Whew!"
Yun Feiyang didn't give them a chance to rush again, and swung two swords in a row, which was also a sword slashing the sky!
Seeing this, Ling Daer was stupid.
Such a powerful sword skill, it is exaggerated enough to perform it twice, but now, it is too desperate to perform it twice in a row!
Desperately?
This guy was wrong.
Whether it is a pure spirit core or a sword spirit core, Yun Feiyang is much larger than others, and the energy contained in it is also extremely high.
Not to mention two in a row.
As long as he can't do it this time, next time he plans to come three times at a time, or even four times, he doesn't believe it, he can't kill this kind of dry corpse without thinking!
"Boom!"
The powerful sword qi bombarded the Corpse Emperor again.
This time, Yun Feiyang finally made progress, and a corpse emperor was finally cut off his arms under the powerful sword qi!
A dried corpse that has lost its hands is like a beast that has lost its minions, and it has no lethality at all.
Tortu looked stupid.
Yun Feiyang's performance is really terrifying!
I have to admit it.
This guy can become the first genius of the Wanshi Continent, it is by no means a waste of fame, there is real material!
"Slash ...... with a sword"
Yun Feiyang raised his sword again, and he was about to cut it down, but he saw that the three intact corpse emperors and the corpse emperors who had lost their hands fell to the ground quickly, melting into the ground.
Run!
Yun Feiyang looked at Ling Da'er and said coldly, "Scared?"
Ling Daer's face was extremely ugly.
A corpse emperor being beheaded like this is really distressing to him, even if it is repaired, it is not possible to do it in three or five months.
"Damn!"
He suddenly made a strange gesture and shouted angrily, "You have provoked me!"
"Whew-"
The mountains and forests suddenly shuddered.
The surrounding trees collapsed one after another, and the ground shattered in an instant.
"It's ......"
Many sect members' eyes widened, and a strong excitement immediately appeared, and they exclaimed in unison, "The sect master has summoned a half-saint-level cadre!"
"Hahaha, this guy is going to die!"
"The sect leader has succeeded in refining, and it is the first time to summon a half-saint cadre!"
The corpse control sect disciples cheered one after another, for them, it was their belief that the sect leader could refine a dried corpse that was almost at the level of a martial saint.
Yun Feiyang frowned slightly and said, "It seems that there is trouble." ”