This majestic question, in terms of momentum, has suppressed the legend by three points, and before the battle, it has already gained the upper hand, and Qin Feng and the others can't hide a burst of applause in their eyes.

To have this hand is enough to tear apart the identity of Ling Yanren's disciple, and it is enough to fight with the legend.

Legend has it that his face is cloudy, but he knows that if he retreats today, he will inevitably end up ruined.

"If you want to fight, how can I be afraid of you?" The legend took a deep breath, and also brewed an extremely strong momentum, and roared out. In terms of momentum, he is said to be unwilling to lose to Ling Yan!

The sound is like a bell, turning into thunder, and it spreads to everyone's ears.

Such a strong roar makes people come back to their senses! Unconsciously focused on the body of the legend...

"Good!!" Ling Yan laughed, and in an instant, the face full of smiles suddenly turned, the cold murderous aura seemed to be a rapidly condensing frost all over his face, the cold light in his pupils flickered, and a pair of feet that had already been prepared immediately rolled out a large area of immortal qi, and after blinking, Ling Yan was like an arrow off the bow, flying towards the legend.

Proud Divine Soldier: Status (good) can be attacked!

Savage Mirror: State (Good) Insight Weaknesses: Baihui, Divine Court. Three inches above the natal location.

Paralysis Ring: Condition (Good) paralyzes the opponent for 0.01 seconds.

Ghostly Shadow: Instant (good) status.

In a short period of time that could not be captured, the last feather coat had already imprinted the best offensive and killing defense strategy in Ling Yan's mind step by step.

Ling Yan drew his sword, and the crippled Aotian Divine Soldier bloomed at this moment with a scorching flame that contradicted Ling Yan's icy killing intent, and the snow-white Nine Turns Divine Fire perfectly melted into the Aotian Divine Soldier, rendering the entire remnant sword beautiful, but if you just look at it, you will definitely not be able to experience its killing intent, only feeling!

A creepy feeling arose in the legend's mind, and in his pupils, a remnant sword shadow suddenly appeared, as if it was reflected in his heart! The sword slammed into him at a speed he couldn't believe.

Boom ~~~~~~

The chirp of the sword as it trembled......

The trajectory of the sword changed rapidly...

Ling Yan was so bold that he slashed the Aotian Divine Soldier directly at the neck of the legend, and all the immortal qi was ignited, and the two of them were directly wrapped in snow-white flames and snow-white oceans.

This sword is bound to cut off the head of the legend!

"Do you want to do the dead?" Legend has it that the first to react to Ling Yan's intentions hurriedly parried, drew his thin sword, and slammed into Ling Yan.

Although the speed of lightning is fast, the legend is also very hasty.

"Bell!"

The two swords collided.

However, at the moment when the two swords touched, Ling Yan's arms suddenly agitated, and the surging muscles seemed to be blocked, and the strands were round, but it didn't take long for them to calm down suddenly, and a large area of immortal power directly turned into power, acting on the legendary sword blade through the Proud Heavenly Divine Soldier.

Power Kendo!

As for the swordsmanship, Ling Yan asked himself that he was not bad, the swordsmanship he learned in the Xinhai Cloud Pavilion back then, he had not forgotten it until now, and he had never abandoned it.

Power swords, light swords, and berserk swords are not limited to their provenance, their strength depends entirely on the user.

The stronger they are, the more powerful they become! The elders and disciples of Xinhai Cloud Pavilion have learned this, but the power of the two is very different.

The power is like a mountain, rolling away, one by one, slamming away, spreading, the legend is unprepared, his feet staggered back a few steps, and a fairy sword with blue light in his hand kept trembling.

This power, outrageously powerful, is enough to lift the planet.

The legend was terrifying, but Ling Yan was frightened step by step, pressing step by step, and the person had already killed again.

"Damn!! Vertical !! You are so disobedient, I don't teach you a good lesson today, how can I still stand in the Sky Seeing the Shadow Palace in the future? The legend was furious, threw a sword in his hand into the air, and immediately put one hand in front of him, closed his eyes and recited the mantra.

Whoosh!!!

But seeing that the thin sword spun violently, the circle of sword flowers bloomed, but it was not just a sword flower, this sword glowing with blue light and a fairy aura fluttered out, and countless equally sharp small swords were dangled, and the small swords formed a sword wall, directly blocking Ling Yan!

"Ten thousand swords cover the sky!"

Legend is annoyed and angry, the sound of scolding shook all directions, suddenly, the sword is like a living being, began to arrange itself in the air, the rules are neat, the same sword intent is rampant, ten thousand swords come out together, covering half of the blue sky.

The colors around them began to float the color of the sword.

In the entire Douxiantai, only sword qi remains....

Ling Yan was not afraid, the sword was tightly closed, and the power of the Aotian Divine Soldier suddenly became extremely light.

"Enemy strikes next, resists: Breath of Yellow Springs!"

The last feather coat once again transmitted a message to Ling Yan's mind.

This blow, the legend doesn't know how much power it used, and this move, I don't know if it's a heart technique, or a human technique, or... The more ordinary supernatural power technique has no other moves except for the last life-saving move of Huangquan's Breath??

Ling Yan didn't care if there was a master of the Flying Ascension Gate present, even if there were, he was not afraid, there was a doomsday feather coat shielding the aura of the magic weapon on his body, although he could use it with confidence.

In the next second, the breath of Huangquan was urged, Ling Yan had no worries, and the Aotian Divine Weapon in his hand began to rotate, extremely light and fast, like a hot wheel that kept spinning, rolling the nine-turn divine fire comparable to the blazing sun, and crashed towards the sword wall that was separated by legends.

"Crazy Sword Technique!"

Ling Yan changed three times with one blow, if this blow fell on the body of the Xinhai Cloud Pavilion person, he would definitely shout that his skill was amazing! The perfect fusion of the three swords. If Ling Yan didn't have the cultivation of the Heavenly Immortal ** Change, he really couldn't show it!

Wild Sword!! Only one word, crazy! If the sword is not mad, it will not be able to exert its power, and if a person is not mad, he will not be able to interpret the madness on the sword!

This madness is not only crazy, but also rampant, arrogant!! A frenzy of arrogance!!!

Over here! No better than China!

The sword, which is used by people.

Swish!!!!!!

Ten thousand arrows!

The cold and hemp-like murderous aura stimulated every pore on Ling Yan's body, and the chill emanating from the ten thousand swords began to resist the blazing heat of the Nine Turns Divine Fire, and there was a vague sense of confrontation between them.

Boom!

Ling Yan's sword had already smashed through the sword wall. Momentum like a bamboo, stabbing forward..

For Wan Jian, he didn't make the slightest defensive move, let alone any trace of dodging, such a move, the legend was shocked!

But in the next second, the extremely violent Aotian Divine Soldier had already crashed into the legend's body.....

The eyes of the audience were touched, and this blow was completely jade!

What exactly does Ling Yan want? Do you have to fight for both sides??

Breathing accelerates...

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