"You don't care who I am, maybe you die by my sword. Yang Zhen released his momentum in an instant.

"Huayuan Eight Xuan Transformation? Hmph, I'm a master of Xuan Ming Erxuan Transformation, you guy is too ignorant of the sky and the earth, watch me dismantle you. The other party suddenly collected the spirit sword in his hand, and his momentum also turned into two steps away, and the spirit sword released three amazing whistling sword qi.

This is a peerless master of the two mysteries!

The sword qi of the three zhang erupted in circles, and as the young man slashed his horizontal sword in the air, he snorted angrily, and the rolling sword momentum fell, forming a mountain-like sword flow in front of Yang Zhen.

Before, it was just a sword, and the opponent's spirit sword shot down the Xuantie Treasure Knife, Yang Zhen couldn't care about anything else at this time, under this kind of sword flow, he couldn't dodge, and immediately grabbed it, and the wind ghost spirit sword broke through the air, and it also killed a distorted momentum.

Boom!

Qigong vs. Qigong, Spirit Sword vs. Spirit Sword, both of them held their swords and used their sword momentum to tremble in the air, only to see that Yang Zhen's momentum was under the sword flow that was obviously twice as large as the other party, killing a lot of traces.

Sneered at the sword flow, swept past Yang Zhen, who was protected by the momentum and spirit sword, how did he know that the opponent's sword flow was powerless in speed, strength or area, and it was obviously beyond the Su side, even if he had the strength to resist, but as the sword momentum passed, he left at least dozens of long sword wounds on his body.

The other party shrugged his brows in astonishment, and found Yang Zhen standing in the blood mist with his sword in his hand: "A cultivator of the Transformation Yuan Realm, there is actually ... Four-Rank Spirit Sword !!"

Yang Zhenqiang endured the pain in his body caused by the sword injury, and the feeling of breathing disappeared: "So, you want to kill me with the second-grade spirit sword in your hand, how can it be? ”

"That's not necessarily, how do you cultivate to control the four-grade spirit sword?"

Xiuxiu was another sword sword, and the sword flow was in an astonishing vertical and horizontal range of three zhang and four zhang, layer after layer, like a wave of sword flow pressing towards Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen danced the Ghost Spirit Sword and resisted the opponent's sword flow again and again, but many sword momentum was still destroying his momentum, so he left more sword edges on his body.

He pondered secretly: "I can't escape, find a way to kill this person, use the Infinite Qi vein to devour this person's vitality, and with the resources on my body, I will be able to break through the Nine Mysterious Transformations of the Transformation Yuan..."

This mission is to save people, not kill people, in fact, he has dragged this strong man, which is equivalent to saving people successfully, but he just has to stay and fight, that is, to get a second mystic transformation master to use to use the Infinite Star Absorbing Technique Devouring.

"Buzz!"

The surroundings where the two were were were surrounded by layers of sword momentum, as if countless sword qi could not be controlled, spreading out in all directions.

The young and strong man's profound skills, coupled with the second-grade spirit sword, urged the sword momentum of several zhang as if it were at his fingertips, and wave after wave of sword momentum, like a wall, constantly collapsing towards Yang Zhen.

Looking at Yang Zhen again, he is already a bloody person, he is constantly urging the Wuji Qi vein, exerting momentum to defend a part of the sword momentum, and then urging the soul chasing sword technique to cooperate with the wind ghost spirit sword, a sword sword drives out a sword rainbow like a waterfall impact, and under the absolute sword momentum of the other party, a sword counterattack.

He was bleeding nonstop, whether it was his eyes or breathing, he could see that there was deadly sword qi around him, if he wasn't careful, he would definitely die under the sword qi.

If you were an ordinary person, in the face of such a situation, you would definitely be frightened and scramble, or you would have already retreated, but you didn't expect Yang Zhen to persist in it.

After half a pillar of incense, the young master gasped and suddenly laughed: "Your breathing can no longer keep up with the rhythm, the meridians on the surface of your body are trembling, I can hear the pulsating sound of the vitality flowing out of control and flowing in the meridians under your skin, how long can you kid last?"

Yang Zhen held back his ruthlessness, and constantly urged the spirit sword to counterattack, driving the sword rainbow one after another: "Although he wants to affect my psychology, he is right, a lot of vitality is consumed, and the injury puts my body under too amazing pressure, but his vitality is not lightly consumed, and my qi veins are much thicker than ordinary people, and urging the infinite qi veins can also replenish the vitality from time to time." ”

"You're dead, I'm going to skin you and cramp, and use your human skin to make a spirit sword scabbard, haha!" The other party roared, suddenly speeding up the attack, and the spirit sword was like life, and between cooperating with him, more than a dozen rolling sword streams were split in the blink of an eye.

"I'm almost there, I have to find an opportunity to urge a more powerful star-striped spirit sword to deal a fatal blow to this person. Yang Zhen, whose face was covered in blood, was completely engulfed by the sword stream this time.

"Starstriped Spirit Sword!"

Holding on to a few breaths, the layers of sword flow strongly crushed the internal counterattack of the sword rainbow, the sword rainbow became weaker and weaker, and Yang Zhen's sword dance speed could be vaguely seen slowing down, and the momentum was becoming more and more insufficient.

"Starlight Sword Stream!"

The other party finally showed a leap of surprise, couldn't help it, and with his eyebrows like a sword, he suddenly took off into the air and stabbed the spirit sword in his hand, and the sword qi gushing out of the spirit sword matched with the momentum of the strong, and the speed increased by three times in the blink of an eye.

The sword qi that burst out of the spirit sword shook the ground, and the sword rainbow that was protected in front of Yang Zhen was forcefully split, seeing the moment Yang Zhen's pupils dilated, the master who wanted to use the wind ghost spirit sword to fight back and kill had just split the spirit sword out of the air, and the opponent's sword qi wrapped the spirit sword and had come to Yang Zhen's chest.

"Haha, you are too slow to react, I have cultivated Jizang, I have the power of the mind, I can see the weakest point of your sword and momentum, the Huayuan Realm has no secrets in front of the Xuan Destiny Realm, you are destined to die in my hands. The other party was already smirking.

"Starstriped Spirit Sword!"

Yang Zhen was still fighting his last breath, and his right hand quickly slashed the Wind Ghost Spirit Sword towards the other party.

At this moment, the left hand suddenly threw out a strange arc when the other party was careless.

"Poof!"

The sword qi like starlight came from the other party's rapid push, and without waiting for the wind ghost spirit sword to kill, it stabbed through Yang Zhen's chest.

The young man burst into laughter: "I said you were going to die here today, and I am your nemesis." ”

"Poof!"

But what he didn't expect was that the strange arc drawn by Yang Zhen's left arm, a sword qi burst out, and the two were now less than two feet apart.

When the young man sensed something, he thought it was the Wind Ghost Spirit Sword that he killed with his right hand, but he found that the flying sword was more than a foot away from him, and when he looked to the side, he suddenly enlarged, and his body was lifted back, and the fierce force shook the person to stab a sword blade in the back.

Yang Zhen's right hand hung down weakly, and his left hand grabbed the star-striped spirit sword, controlled the opponent's body, and sprayed a mouthful of blood, like a demon hissing and said: "You also feel it, right? My body is being destroyed by your sword qi, and my spirit sword is a nine-grade spirit treasure, what is the destructive power? Even if you cultivate the internal organs of the earth, and have the power of the soul, I think I am afraid that it will not be able to withstand the power of the nine-grade spirit treasure, right? After the development of the earth, the power of the mind will strengthen the internal organs of the human body, making the physical recovery power of the Xuanming Realm monks extremely amazing, but so what?"