Chapter 242: Sword Transformation Compass Town Phantom

Yi Chu's hair stood up, his eyes were blood-red, shooting out a cold and gloomy light, the corners of his mouth bit out blood, his two fists were clenched tightly, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura, and his mind was even more furious with this trace of rage, constantly wielding the sword composed of three hundred and sixty flying swords.

The sword light of the thunderbolt flickered and disappeared, and the two people who fought for an unknown amount of time in an instant stayed in mid-air almost at the same time.

"You are very strong, so strong that I was a little unexpected, but unfortunately, you ran into me, in order to show my respect for the strong, let me use my strongest sword, send you back" Wang Jun's eyes were cold, raised the black long sword in his hand, and said to Yi Chu through gritted teeth.

The terrifying demonic qi continued to gather on Wang Jun's body, and with the convergence of this demonic qi, an incomparably hideous beast shadow appeared behind Wang Jun.

Although the huge beast shadow was only a faint shadow, the majesty that swallowed the heavens and the earth was imprinted in the hearts of all those who watched the battle in an instant.

Dominate the world and do not be an enemy.

Cultivation such as Li Yingqiong and others are okay, some disciples with poor cultivation, at the moment when the huge beast shadow was formed, they couldn't help but feel a sense of fear towards the owner of the beast shadow, Wang Jun, who was standing in front of the black beast shadow.

The shadow of the beast is like a tiger, but the long wings behind it are stronger than the white tiger that is holding one of the five five-element pillars, and the killing machine is seven points fierce, and in front of Wang Jun, it gathers violently.

"The Fierce Beast Sword Technique, it is the Fierce Beast Sword Technique of the Demon Sword Gate" Although the white-clothed Dao Gu broke an arm at this time, her expression was still unfazed, but her eyes seemed peaceful, but there was endless resentment and hatred in her heart.

It was hatred, deep hatred that burned her peace, on top of her indifferent face, there was a hint of schadenfreude at this time, as if the fierce beast sword technique would soon put Yi Chu to death

"Senior Sister Yuqing, what is the Fierce Beast Sword Technique?" That Song Yuanchen stood beside the white-clothed Dao Aunt, with a trace of solemnity on his jade-like face. Obviously, she was also shocked by this extremely fierce sword technique.

"The Fierce Beast Sword Technique is one of the heaviest sword techniques in the Demon Sword Gate, and when it is cast, you can use a long sword to conjure up four fierce beasts. However, the cultivator of this fierce beast sword technique must at least have a cultivation above the golden pill, this Wang Jun actually cultivated the fierce beast sword technique at a young age, and he is really a rare genius in the demon path. ”

When Yuqing said this, she suddenly said, "Why hasn't Senior Brother Fang come yet, if he comes, how can these people in the Demon Dao be so arrogant" As she spoke, her eyes looked towards Yi Chu with great resentment.

Yi Chu, who was standing in front of Wang Jun, only felt that an aura like an ancient desolation came from the gathered beasts, Yi Chu wanted to rush up and destroy Wang Jun's magic when he had not fully used it, but in the end, Yi Chu gave up this idea.

The fierce beast has become a big trend, and if you attack rashly, I am afraid that the hope of victory will be even smaller.

"This sword of mine is the poor trick in the sword trick of the fierce beast of my Demon Sword Gate, Brother Dao of the Underworld, you have to pay attention" Before Wang Jun spoke, his body had already risen into the air, and his people, his sword, and everything he had, at this moment, were all fused with the surging poor strange phantom

In this fusion, Wang Jun seemed to disappear without a trace, leaving only the surging black shadow of Qi Qi, which rushed towards Yi Chu like lightning

At a distance of 100 zhang, every time the poor phantom took a step forward, the pressure that Yi Chu felt increased by one percent. Seeing this strange black shadow suddenly coming, Yi Chu felt a roar in his ears, and a heavy mountain of pressure then fissioned, turning into more and greater pressure, squeezing towards him fiercely in the rush of the fierce beast

Before people arrive, they go first. Feeling the increasingly powerful pressure of the Poor Qi Phantom, Yi Chu's teeth shook, four hundred and fifty flying swords flew out of the black gourd, and at the same time, the long sword held by Yi Chu in his hand also flew into the air, instantly merging with the four hundred and fifty flying swords.

"A sword to pray for the sky, pray for the sword of the sky" The deep voice sounded loudly, although the voice was not high, but in the ears of people, it was shocking.

Eight hundred and ten flying swords rotated rapidly in mid-air, and countless rays of light, with this rapid rotation, continued to burst out in the void. In an instant, these lights and shadows formed a roulette wheel with an upper circle and lower in mid-air.

The sky is round, and this disk is actually the upper circle and the lower circle

The disc was completely composed of dots of silver light, and at the moment when the disc was formed, a wave of killing aura rose from Yi Chu's side. The mighty might, like a raging river, between the rotation of this disc, went straight towards the surrounding heaven and earth.

"Huh", the phantom of Qi Qi, who seemed to feel the threat, let out a long roar, and the speed was even faster, and the endless demonic qi quickly converged towards Qi Qi's body. The originally vague Qiqi became clearer and clearer.

"Pray for the Heavenly Sword, Sword Compass, Suppress, Suppress" The recipes poured out of his mind like flowing water, and at the moment when this recipe poured out, Yi Chu's palm flipped wildly.

The huge compass instantly turned into the size of ten zhang, and rushed towards the black Qiqi. Endless sword rays rushed out from the compass, like a sword wheel, cutting through the void.

"Boom" the huge compass, slapped on the black Qiqi phantom, a stream of black smoke, in this beating, instantly turned into nothingness, the Qiqi phantom at the moment of this beating, it looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, the sound was extremely sad and indignant, implying endless anger.

Although the Poor Strange Beast is just a phantom, it does not imply half the will of the Poor Strange Beast at all, but this Poor Strange Beast with only an illusory shadow implies the arrogance of the Poor Beast.

"Hmm"

The black phantom began to flutter hysterically, and in an instant, the beast rushed fiercely towards the huge compass that seemed to be like heavenly power, wanting to crush the compass into powder in an instant.

The compass fell, the sky was round, and the huge compass was like a cover, slapping fiercely on Qi Qi's body, and at the moment when Qi Qi just flew up, the compass turned into a sword of prayer for heaven continued to slap one after another.

"Bang", with a loud bang, the huge shadow of the poor beast, after not knowing that it was slapped a few times, suddenly lay on the ground, and the endless black demonic qi disappeared without a trace at the moment when the poor beast shattered