After the third round of sword rain emerged, Yun Feiyang finally woke up from his epiphany and completely comprehended the Heavenly Thunder Sword Dao!

"Brush!"

He flew up and hung above Jian Wushuang, exuding a rich .lā all around him

This kind of breath, through arrogance, at the same time, there is also a thunder explosion!

Jian Wushuang was slightly stunned, and immediately fell, in his opinion, the third round of sword rain handed over to him, it must be no problem. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

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"Brush!"

The space rippled slightly, the rainbow light sword appeared, Yun Feiyang held the hilt of the sword, and his body instantly burst out with colorful and dazzling light.

"Whew!"

A strong sword intent swept around.

The warriors who were hundreds of miles away, waiting to pick up the leak, were all shocked when they felt that sword intent!

When the Three Thousand Sword Formation was formed, that kind of sword intent was already strong enough, but I didn't expect that there would be stronger ones now!

"Look!"

"There are multicolored lights!"

Many warriors looked over one after another, and saw that under the night sky in front of them, there was a colorful light flickering.

That sword intent.

Obviously, it came from that light!

"Oh my god, what is this?" many people could not see, and the clouds that shrouded in the light flew out.

Let's be honest.

Hanging in the air, the clouds with colorful light are flying, and the face of the sword rain like the sand of the Ganges River is really shocking.

Rao is Dao Maung Ran, who was coming, was also secretly surprised, and said: "This son's strength seems to be stronger again!"

"No way!"

Dao Ranran's eyes showed a strong murderous intent, and said: "He must die today!"

Yun Feiyang grew up too fast, which made this Great Perfection of the Transformation God Realm who preached with a sword feel jealous.

"Brush!"

Dao Xiangran took advantage of the fact that the third round of sword rain did not fall, and rushed over at a faster speed.

......

"Whoa!"

The third round of sword rain flew wildly, and the momentum of condensation can really be described as shaking the heavens and the earth.

Yun Feiyang, who was holding a colorful light sword, raised the corners of his mouth, and a smile appeared.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, he closed his eyes, and the arrogant sword intent in his body spread to the surroundings, covering a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Buzz, buzz!"

The sharp swords stuck in the ground trembled one after another, as if they were about to fly at any moment.

Jian Wushuang, who stabilized his body, exclaimed: "This guy, want to use ten thousand swords to return to the sect?"

"Whoa!"

The sharp swords on the ground flew up one after another, and they moved closer to the clouds at great speed.

So.

A spectacular scene appeared.

Yun Feiyang hung in the air, and on the sky, a rain of black swords fell violently, and below, the same black sword flew quickly.

The warriors who were hundreds of miles away saw such a shocking scene and held their breath!

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The sharp sword drawn by the arrogant sword intent quickly condensed around Yun Feiyang's body, densely packed, dazzling.

How many swords?

I can't count them!

Because within a hundred miles, both broken and intact swords have been condensed together.

This has already surpassed the return of ten thousand swords, perhaps to one hundred thousand swords, or even a million swords!

Jian Wushuang collapsed and said, "This guy, it's too messy!"

As the creator of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect, he understood that forcibly pulling so many swords was extremely draining.

If you are not careful, it will be difficult to support and cause the body to crumble!

However.

What made Jian Wushuang stunned was that after condensing so many swords, Yun Feiyang did not manipulate it, making it form a giant sword.

He was just hanging in the air, his eyes staring at the sword rain coming, his eyes flashing with madness.

Jian Wushuang seemed to see his intentions, and exclaimed, "This guy, do you still want to pull Sword Rain?"

Correct solution.

When the sword rain was about to blast down, Yun Feiyang's arrogant sword intent roared upwards and spread out quickly!

That moment.

The aura of sword intent, like a big net, covered any area bombarded by the sword rain!

"Damn!"

Jian Wushuang scolded: "This guy is crazy!"

Yes.

Yun Feiyang went crazy.

When he comprehends the Heavenly Thunder Sword Dao and comprehends the 'potential', he wants to use this state to try it today, and the limit condensation of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect!

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

A sharp sword, carrying a strong aura, fell, and finally came into contact with Yun Feiyang's arrogant sword intent, and was instantly pulled closer to him.

"Whew!"

After more swords fell, they were pulled closer to Yun Feiyang, and there were more and more swords condensed around him.

"Oh my god!"

"What the hell is this!"

The sword rain was forcibly condensed in an area, and the group was suspended around the multicolored light, covering the small half of the sky, making the warriors in the distance look shocked.

A quarter of an hour later.

The third batch of sword rain is over.

The direction of the sword mound no longer erupts, obviously, it has completely ended.

Yun Feiyang hung high in the sky, but around him, it was the place where the sword source was condensed, all the sword weapons within a hundred miles.

The number is definitely more than a million!

That moment.

Jian Wushuang's eyes flickered and he was deeply shocked, after all, with this guy's current strength, it was too terrifying to pull so many swords!

Lin Yifeng's brows furrowed.

On the way to the Sword Shrine, Yun Feiyang's every performance shocked him.

Xiao Xuanwu was also shocked.

I thought to myself, how could this guy with the blood of the green dragon have such a terrifying comprehension of human swordsmanship?

was also shocked, and Dao Maung Ran, who was rushing at a rapid pace, secretly sneered: "It's useless to just have momentum. ”

In his opinion, that kid pulling so many swords is nothing more than strong momentum, but it is definitely not powerful.

Dao Xiangran flew away, and at this moment, he was only a few miles away from the clouds flying in the air.

Enough is enough!

"Brush!"

The long knife came out of the sheath, Dao Xiangran held the handle of the knife with both hands, and the violent knife qi erupted and poured into the knife.

"Huh?"

Yun Feiyang, who was controlling a million sharp swords and preparing to condense the giant sword, felt the terrifying killing machine behind him.

He released his thoughts, and immediately caught Dao Maungran, and exclaimed: "It's him!"

Back then, in the wild, a knife almost killed Yun Feiyang.

This person, this hatred, how can he forget?

Good, good!

Yun Feiyang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said: "Lao Tzu is worried that there is no place to use the limit of the Ten Thousand Swords to return to the sect, and today I will use your blood to sacrifice the sword!"

Thinking about it.

Dao Xiangran had already flown over, only a few dozen zhang away from Yun Feiyang, and he sneered and said, "Boy, today is your death!"

"Brush!"

Swing the knife violently and slash out the Wave Stacking Knife Technique!

"Whew!"

The violent sword qi erupted like a stormy wave, and the terrifying power instantly interfered with the space!

A knife back then.

Dao Xiangran only condensed the power of a thousand true dragons, but now, it has reached more than five thousand!

What's more.

The Stacked Wave Knife Method formed three overlapping waves, followed by two other overlapping waves, one reaching 6,000 and one 7,000!

Of course.

This is not the strongest outbreak of Dao Xiangran, the reason why there are still reservations is that he is afraid that he will go down with a knife and kill that guy, and he will not be able to obtain the earth-level treasure!