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Seeing Su Ye disappear, Zhen Xuan's spirit quickly let go, intending to pull Su Ye out.

But when the spirit went to look for it, his expression also became extremely serious, because he couldn't capture Su Ye's specific location at all. I only knew that Su Ye was moving at high speed, as fast as lightning.

"It's coming!"

Zhen Xuanming had a keen insight that he turned around and collided with Su Ye's sword in an instant.

Thundered!

A loud sound rang out, and the strength of the two of them, who had both burned the spiritual liquid, was now amazingly terrifying. The collision of breath alone was enough to cause a violent turbulence in the air, so that the onlookers all retreated, not daring to approach easily.

Under the convergence of the storm, Su Ye's attack did not stop, but continued to attack, sword after sword, showing the swordsmanship to the fullest.

Under this collision, Zhen Xuanming was embarrassed, because under the fighting method between him and Su Ye, he suddenly found that his swordsmanship and Su Ye's competition had already fallen behind, and he couldn't fight Su Ye.

What a concept it is.

Zhen Xuanming took a deep breath, knowing that this was the benefit of the amount of spiritual fluid.

If the amount of his spiritual liquid is less than Su Ye's, it's okay not to burn the spiritual liquid, he can also use the martial arts realm to suppress Su Ye, but once the spiritual liquid is burned, then Su Ye can at least be equal to him, and even suppress him a little.

Seeing that he couldn't resist, Zhen Xuanming was furious and shouted, "Get out!"

There was a loud roar, but it was a dragon roar, and then, a golden dragon was completely protected around Zhen Xuanming's body.

This dragon body looked down on Su Ye, arrogant and domineering.

The roar just now was exerted by Zhen Xuanming with the power of this dragon chant.

"Su Ye, no wonder you can kill the sixteenth brother. I underestimated you. Zhen Xuan said coldly: "But now, the battle has just begun!"

His eyes were cold and unruly!

When this golden dragon was wandering, Zhen Xuanming's entire aura became much more domineering, and with the golden dragon, it seemed that he was planning to launch a real life-threatening attack towards Su Ye!

Su Ye saw this golden dragon coming, and recalled the methods of the Wind Prince.

The methods used by this Zhen Xuanming obviously have many similarities with the Wind Prince, but the power is much stronger than that of the Wind Prince. But before him, it's all the same.

"Zheng!"

This golden dragon was entrenched on the sword of Zai Zhen Xuanming, and it fell towards Su Ye rapidly, full of power, and Su Ye's whole arm was numb.

Seeing that Su Ye had obviously suffered a loss, the corners of Zhen Xuanming's mouth rose.

However, the next moment, he trembled, his pupils shrank sharply, and he felt the shock.

Because when the golden dragon wandering in his body looked at Su Ye's eyes, he actually had a fear in his heart.

"Go back!" Su Ye said coldly, his voice as cold as a frost ice cave.

In just one sentence, this golden dragon seems to have encountered a supreme supreme and is invincible. It was actually a moment of time to retract into Zhen Xuanming's body, and he didn't dare to run out of this Zhen Xuanming's body again to make waves.

"How is that possible!" Zhen Xuanming's pupils shrank.

And Su Ye swung away with a sword, and under the surprise of Zhen Xuanming, he slashed at Zhen Xuanming's body on the spot.

"Not good!"

Zhen Xuanming dodged in time, but he was still stabbed in the right arm by Su Ye's sword, and under the blood flowed, he suffered some minor injuries.

"The eldest prince, ...... injured"

A group of onlookers saw this scene and couldn't sit still. If the eldest prince is injured, then the matter is serious, where do they dare to slack off, they have stepped forward, intending to help.

However, Zhen Xuanming flicked his sleeves and shouted: "When did I say that I wanted you to help, did you think I couldn't solve him when you came to help this time?"

Zhen Xuanming's voice was cold, his pride, his arrogance, did not allow these people to interfere.

He is the sixth level of the Spirit Liquid Realm, and he killed a young genius who was the third level of the Spirit Liquid Realm, and he was even injured and suffered a loss. How could he allow it, if he didn't get his face back today, then Su Ye would undoubtedly become part of his demons!

Zhen Xuanming now had no time to think about why the golden dragon in his body retracted, he was so afraid of Su Ye, he knew that if he wanted to solve Su Ye, he had to use a stronger and stronger method.

"Snort!"

A few strange screams sounded for some reason, and then, a sharp blade with golden light flashing in Zhen Xuanming's hand was particularly dazzling in the sunlight. This sharp blade was held in Zhen Xuanming's hand like this, and the aura was so strong that people did not dare to approach it easily.

"It's ......"

When Su Ye saw this sharp sword, his expression sank: "Mid-tier earth spirit weapon!"

His hand holding the sword became a little tighter, not to mention the masters of this dynasty, all of them were some valuable treasures, and the earth spirit weapons that could be regarded as the treasures of the Zhenzong in Fengzhou were taken out one by one like jelly beans in their hands.

Moreover, they are all intermediate.

"Su Ye, your spiritual fluid shouldn't last long, if you can take my blow. I'll admit it, I can't kill you. Zhen Xuanming narrowed his eyes.

Su Ye couldn't deny that his spiritual liquid burning lasted for too long.

His eyes and Zhen Xuanming looked at each other again, and the two of them stood in the air at the same time, looking at each other, and no one was in a hurry to make the first move.

Finally, Zhen Xuanming made a move.

He held the mid-tier earth spirit sword in his hand, and the sword fell fiercely.

"Mystic Ten Thousand Heavy Sword!"

Zhen Xuanming's domineering sword descended on the spot, and then, a sword separated!

Ten Swords.

Hundred swords.

A thousand swords!

A sword turns into a thousand swords.

"I have only cultivated this Mystic Ten Thousand Heavy Sword, but it is completely enough to solve you!" When Zhen Xuanming was about to use this method, the aura of the whole person became much weaker, obviously this sword was used, and he didn't have much spare strength.

Moreover, to perform this trick, you must burn the spiritual liquid before you can do it.

Whoosh!

Thousands of sharp swords slashed through the air, like snow, dense, I don't know how to deal with it, I don't know how to solve it.

"Ten thousand laws are annihilated, and the dragon is broken!"

Su Ye suddenly bombarded out his self-created mage-level martial arts, but soon, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and nothing happened. Under this thousand-heavy sword, there is no wind and waves at all.

Su Ye gasped, it was really a terrifying martial art.

"It seems that this is the only way to do it!"

Su Ye muttered.

After he devoured the dragon fire seed, this method had never been revealed.

"Dragon Fire Divine Soldier!"

Su Ye suddenly read out a few words.

Then, within a radius of several kilometers, a large number of flames burst out in an instant, as if out of thin air.

End of chapter

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