The spirit sword list is open every 30 years.

Wan Jian Ling participated in a battle on the Spirit Sword List thirty years ago, and at that time, he could only barely enter the periphery of the Spirit Sword List, and what made Wan Jian Ling enter the Spirit Sword List was this 'Jiaolong Seven Changes' Xuan-level top-grade martial arts. Thirty years ago, Wan Jianling's mastery of the 'Seven Changes of Jiaolong' was still unfamiliar, but thirty years later, he had a qualitative leap in his experience in this move!

"What is this?"

The Dragon Hall Ancestors and Dragon Palace Killers, who were originally fighting in a mess, also felt this terrifying momentum, and couldn't help but be shocked in Qi Qi's heart, and unconsciously stopped the fight and looked towards the location where this momentum was.

But see.

Ten Thousand Sword Spirit's demonic aura was soaring, tumbling and surging, and the demonic qi that was almost condensed into substance actually transformed into a hideous and terrifying evil Jiao behind him!

This momentum is even stronger and more terrifying than the momentum that Yang Mucheng broke out before!

When the people around saw this scene, their faces became solemn. Just a starting hand, it has such a terrifying power, which is obviously not ordinary.

"I don't know how many moves Old Demon Yang can support?"

Jiang Chen frowned and looked ahead.

The Ten Thousand Sword Spirits, whose momentum had been completed, smiled at Yang Mucheng. Immediately, the snake-shaped long sword in his hand slowly slashed downward, and this slash actually made it infinitely terrifying in an instant, and everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, like a thousand rays of light that erupted when a meteorite fell in front of them.

Rumble!

With this swing of the sword, it actually brought out a sword ray that was thirty zhang long, and slashed in the air.

"Yang Mucheng, this is the first change of the seven changes of Jiaolong, Tengjiao enters the sea!"

Ten Thousand Sword Spirits laughed wildly.

Yang Mucheng's face was unprecedentedly solemn, his feet flicked violently, and he was poured into the infinite internal strength, Yang Mucheng's foot stepped on the earth into a depression, and he himself used the power of this explosion to sweep backwards like a meteor.

"Boom!"

This sword was slashed with the power of ten thousand jun. On the ground, a sword mark 100 meters long was slashed. The broken earth and gravel were directly churned up, forming a gray wave three or four meters high!

"I think you'll be able to dodge a few times!"

Ten Thousand Sword Spirits were very proud.

Immediately after, the long sword in his hand slowly stabbed forward.

I only heard a snake roar resounding between heaven and earth, and the broken sword light condensed again. This time, instead of weakening, the sword light was even worse than before. saw that the sword light turned into a dragon that went out to sea, and opened its big mouth to bite Yang Mucheng.

Yang Mucheng hid again.

But he saw that the sword could sweep past Yang Mucheng's body, and hit his head on Xiliang Peak, blowing up the huge Xiliang Peak. The towering mountain peaks collapsed with a bang and fell to the ground, and the rising dust obscured the sky and the sun.

"The third change!"

"The fourth change!"

"Fifth change!"

"Sixth change!"

Ten Thousand Sword Spirit's dragon seven changes, one change is stronger than the other, the sword not only encompasses the entire Xiliang Peak, but the surrounding earth has been cut out of pieces of terrible traces of knife sharpening. The ancestors of Longtang are anxious in their eyes when they see it.

Ten Thousand Sword Spirit's swordsmanship was so powerful that they didn't even have room to intervene, even if they wanted to come forward to rescue, they couldn't get up, and they were blasted out by the violent sword qi.

"This last move is going to be decided!Yang Mucheng is afraid that it will be difficult to retreat with his whole body!" Jiang Chen looked at the spirit sword in his hand, shook his head secretly, and said, "It seems that I am going to find another martial artist with spirit sword qualifications!"

Just when everyone thought that Wan Jianling would make one move after another, not giving Yang Mucheng a chance to breathe completely, Wan Jianling suddenly stopped and laughed:

"Old Demon Yang, it seems that you have some strength, I didn't expect to be able to dodge me six moves in a row, but now this last move, I see how you can dodge?"

Everyone was shocked and looked ahead. I saw that the body of the Ten Thousand Sword Spirit was twisted strangely, and the illusion of the dragon behind him was actually integrated into the long sword in his hand. At this moment, the long sword in his hand seemed to come to life, like a terrible poisonous snake!

"This is the last change of the seven changes of Jiaolong, I will use this trick to send you like a yellow spring!"

"Zha!"

Ten Thousand Sword Spirit shouted, and pointed his right hand forward.

In the next moment, the long sword in his hand was swept out at a rapid speed. This sword did not erupt with an infinitely terrifying momentum like before, but was silent. But no one dared to ignore this trick, because everyone understood that this last change was the essence of the entire Jiaolong Seven Changes!

"Hah!"

Yang Mucheng's big mouth opened, and the Nine Dragons Flying Sword shot out quickly.

But see.

The moment the nine swords burst out, it was already carrying a terrifying glimmer of light, like a brilliant Milky Way crossing the night sky, so brilliant that people couldn't look at it directly!

Xuan-level high-grade martial arts, against Xuan-level high-grade martial arts!

The rest is to see which is stronger and which is weaker.

However.

Before these two moves collided together, Jiang Chen in the distance sighed secretly, slowly put away the spirit sword that should have been given to Yang Mucheng, shook his head and said, "In this battle, Yang Mucheng will succeed or lose." This Old Devil Yang has caused me to waste so much time, which one should I look for to replace Old Devil Yang?"

If it is said that Yang Mucheng's move is the torrent that is invincible enough to destroy everything.

Then, this move of the Ten Thousand Sword Spirit seemed a little weak and vulnerable.

But!

Don't forget, Ten Thousand Sword Spirit is the Lord of the Dragon Palace, he is a killer, and he is the King of Killing. His strongest ability is not to confront others head-on, but to kill. Just when the attacks of the two sides were about to collide together, Wan Jianling grinned and said:

"Old Demon Yang, I will accept your head!"

Call~

As soon as the words fell, the rushing snake actually increased its speed several times at this moment, and with an incredible arc, it bypassed the Nine Dragons Flying Sword, not fighting against the Nine Dragons Flying Sword at all. Like lightning, it approached Yang Mucheng's body, and at the same time, he slashed horizontally, wiping Yang Mucheng's throat!

"Holy!"

"Holy ......"

At this moment, the exclamations continued.

Jiang Chen shook his head secretly and prepared to leave.

Ten Thousand Sword Spirit's eyes were full of joy.

However.

The next moment, but the sudden change, Yang Mucheng's body burst out of thousands of golden rays, under the eyes of countless people who couldn't believe it, his right hand, which was covered by pieces of golden light, turned into a dragon claw, suddenly poked out, and grabbed the snake sword like a dragon.

In the midst of the golden mang.

Yang Mucheng slowly raised his head, glanced at the Ten Thousand Sword Spirits with a face like death, and grinned.

"Is this your strongest move?"

"In my opinion, that's just it!"

Yang Mucheng put his hands behind his back, proudly with this, at this moment, he seemed to be standing in the center of heaven and earth!

(End of chapter)