Chapter 83 In the Three Swords of Star Extinction

The two martial arts masters of "Dead Bone" and "Dead Bone" were stabbed to death by Guiye Zhenren.

The "Royal Soul Whip" and the "Death Flute" lost the power of qi and blood to promote luck, and suddenly lost their reliance. The five ancient foreign bodies fell to the ground one after another, and there was no movement.

"Haha, this pair of soul weapons is good. I don't know if Brother Guiye can give up his love. I'm really happy."

In the long laughter, the green-shirted scholar suddenly appeared like a blue light. With a long sleeve roll, he intended to put the pair of unparalleled soul weapons into his bag.

In Fenglan mainland, unparalleled-level soul weapons are rare, and auxiliary soul weapons such as "death flute" and "royal soul whip" are even more rare. Having one that can increase the strength of the martial arts alliance a lot.

Guiye Zhenren looked indifferent. He never cared about these things outside his body. Only the real power and eternal kendo are the goal he pursues all his life.

Seeing that this pair of unparalleled soul weapons is about to fall into the sleeves of the green shirt Xiushi.

At this moment, a coquettish scolding sounded in the temple. Yelu Xiu, wearing bronze armor, rushed up, and the heroic spear in his hand was like a cold light pierced straight to the green shirt Xiushi.

The Yingling War Spear is an emperor-level soul weapon, which contains "hundred battles Yingling", which is a strong and unparalleled creature. It is the product of the cohesion of infinite killing. The person who has this spear is equivalent to having courage, strength and a series of additional effects that are extremely beneficial to the battle.

And the most fellest thing is the speed, which is as fast as a meteor.

This speed is not even inferior to Wu Pengwei's "flame flash", which is very fast and unimaginable.

A shot came, silently, and there was a raging green atmosphere on the blade of the gun, like the rising of smoke, thousands of clouds, and unfathomable.

The green shirt Xiushi frowned slightly, and the mountain and river swords in his hand danced a round of sword wind, wrapping all directions. The sharp and vigorous "cutting gold gas" suddenly spread within a radius of ten meters, blocking the range that the "Yingling War Spear" could attack.

But the "British Spear" suddenly bloomed with an infinite killing spirit, and a majestic and sad war song suddenly sounded. The song contained the shouts of tens of thousands of people, "kill", "kill", "kill" and "kill"......

The strong roar of killing was like substance, which suddenly shook the wind and rainless sword spirit of the Qingshan Xiushi. The "British War Spear" came in like a snake and went straight to the face of the Qingshan Xiushi.

The green shirt Xiushi didn't expect this "Spirit War Spear" to be so magical. For a moment, he was caught off guard and could only put away the sleeves of the robe, which was only a line away from the "Death Flute" and the "Royal Soul Whip".

"Well, not everyone can get the things of my White Bone Temple."

Yeluxiu had a heroic face and was in mid-air. A bare hand grabbed the "death flute" and "royal soul whip" in mid-air.

But at this moment, a disdainful smile sounded in Yeluxiu's ear.

"The White Bone Temple is just a rag place where a pile of rotten things gather."

A dignified mountain-like sword spirit split across the air, unstoppable, and the huge pressure solidified like **. In an instant, Yeluxiu and two soul weapons were swept out together. No matter how hard Yeluxiu struggled, he could not break free from this net-like sword spirit.

When he fell down, Yelu Xiu's silver teeth bit, tried all the power of qi and blood all over his body, bit the tip of his tongue, and a drop of blood splashed out and fell on the tip of the "Spirit War Spear". For a moment, the "Spirit War Spear" suddenly twisted like a snake, and countless light burst.

The light blooms like thunder, rises to the sky, tears clouds and fog, and turns into the image of "General Yingling".

This is a sign that Ye Lvxiu is about to combine with the "General Yingling", but at this time, Guiye Zhenren smiled coldly: "The side door is unbearable."

After saying that, the scabbardless black sword in his hand was another thorn, which was as straight as a line, and immediately tore the "General Yingling" who fell quickly in front of him into pieces of light and shadow.

With just one sword, the "General Yingling" who was as good as the spirit of qi and blood was torn to pieces.

What kind of magical skill is this?

The spirit of qi and blood is an extremely powerful existence. The soul of the "Fengling General" is stripped by the White Bone God, but its own soul power is also extremely powerful, no less than any of the forty-eight martial arts gods in the world. Because the White Bone God collects and kills the spirit, the soul of the "Fengling General" is more powerful enough to compare with American martial arts. Holy-level spirit of qi and blood.

And the spirit of qi and blood at the level of martial arts is refined, and it can even make a huge magic fantasy with a radius of tens of millions of miles run for 50 years. How powerful the power of qi and blood is.

But such a powerful "British General" was torn by a real sword.

"General Yingling" will not die, but this combination failed. It is very difficult to summon "General Yingling" again. Moreover, the sword hit by Guiye is extremely casual. Even if Yeluxiu summons it again, it is in vain, and the other party can still easily stop it.

Yeluxiu fell to the ground heavily, and the sword breath penetrated into the body. It was as heavy as a mountain. The iron wheel crushed her internal organs and lungs and the muscles and bones of her whole body. Suddenly, it made her chest suffocate, and her throat was full of fishy, and a stream of blood was about to spewed out, which was stubbornly suppressed by Yeluxiu.

She is a daughter of the grassland. She has a strong temperament and will not weaken in front of the enemy.

Ye Luxiu struggled to get up, and beside him were two unparalleled soul weapons, "Death Flute" and "Royal Soul Whip", which rotated slightly and moved with the wind.

"Well, good thief, if you have the ability, come and take the life of my god." Yelu Xiudai's eyebrows tightened, and a pair of watery eyes burst out murderous. He stood with a long gun in his hand, surrounded by blue air, and looked full of heroism.

Guiye Zhenren looked as usual. He didn't even look at Ye Lvxiu again. He just cut it with a sword. The mountain-like thick sword wind passed through like a hurricane. It suddenly hit the top of the White Bone Temple and stood on the grassland. Most of the White Bone Temple made of the hardest jade suddenly collapsed, which was fragile and vulnerable. .

"The thief dares!"

Yeluxiu was in a hurry. As soon as the "British War Spear" in his hand was horizontal, he wanted to stab the real person in the wild.

"Haha, little doll, if you dare to speak like this when you are injured, you are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue."

The green shirt Xiu Shi smiled loudly, and the sword of the mountains and rivers in his hand was gently pressed on the "Yingling War Spear". The infinite power of qi and blood gushed out and hit Yeluxiu along the spear. The latter suddenly shouted miserably and could no longer support it and flew backwards.

Qingshan Xiushi then picked up the "royal soul whip" on the ground with the edge of the Zhongshan River sword, with a light face: "Little doll, have you only practiced martial arts for a few days? How much effort have you put into it? Do you want to be invincible in the world? To practice martial arts, you must take one step at a time, and you can't be false. With a soul weapon at the level of emperors, you want to dominate the world. Do you really think that the heroes in the world are all grass chickens and dogs? After all, the integration with the spirit is only a side door, which is countless.

The royal soul whip is made of the skin of an ancient foreign body. The tentacles are extremely smooth. The green-shirted scholar groped for a while and was extremely satisfied, so he wanted to take the "death flute" on the ground.

At this time, Ye Luxiu was lying half a hundred meters away. The whip was too long, and most of the strength of his qi and blood was injured, and he could not show any strength.

But at this moment, a huge and unfathomable sword gas came down, as if the sky had collapsed, which shocked the green shirt Xiushi.

This pressure is like thousands of stars falling, and the space collapses without leaving a trace of vitality.

The green shirt Xiushi did not dare to hesitate a little. The "royal soul whip" in his left hand suddenly loosened. He clenched the mountain and river sword in both hands and drumed up the power of his whole body's qi and blood. Suddenly, he turned around with a chopping. This time, the momentum was strong and the force was incredible. A thick dragon-shaped sword light broke out of the air, as if it was going to The star fell and broke through vigorously.

The sword fell empty.

The golden dragon's claws turned into sword light are open, spanging dozens of meters. The feathers are fresh and go to the sky. It didn't burst until the end of the clouds, giving birth to a big cloud, covering hundreds of miles.

"What's going on?"

Qingshan Xiushi was stunned. The horrible sword behind him disappeared in an instant. What existed was only the empty four fields and the breeze.

The green shirt Xiushi moved his mind and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He turned his head and saw that the "Royal Soul Whip" and "Death Flute" on the ground disappeared.

He was shocked and looked up. A hundred meters away, a young man in a green shirt was lifting up Yeluxiu, who was half lying on the ground, and stuffing the "soul whip" and the "death flute" in his hand.

The young man looked indifferent and handsome. It was Wu Pengwei who had been missing for many days.

The green shirt Xiushi suddenly understood that the strangeness just now was probably the other party's means. He looked dark and asked angrily in a low voice, "Wu Zunzhe, where have you been these days? Is it possible to have a new idea? The gentleman made a promise. You are a master at the level of martial arts. Have you forgotten the agreement a few days ago?

Wu Pengwei turned his head and smiled, "I'm not a gentleman. Don't call me a junior like this. Is it possible that the leader of the martial arts alliance and the top figure at the peak of Wu Zun actually forced a weak woman to covet other people's soul weapons? Is such behavior very noble? Is it a gentleman's trip?"

"Well, how can this be compared." Qingshan Xiushi frowned: "Two let go of fighting, kindness to the enemy is cruel to herself. As a new generation of white bone god, she should know the strength of it, and death and injury are inevitable."

"First, she is not the White Bone God, temporarily. Secondly, I think you are very unhappy. Don't talk nonsense. Let's fight directly."

Wu Pengwei was too lazy to talk to Qingshan Xiushi, an old fox full of benevolence and morality, and stabbed him out with a sword.

The green shirt Xiushi laughed: "Well, you boy, you really think you are invincible in the world. Anyway, I will let you know today that heaven and earth are thick, and there is a difference between long and young."

The mountain and river sword in his hand shook, and a buzzing sound shook in the broad sword. The infinite mountains and rivers loomed in the sword spirit, and the emotional intelligence showman sang loudly: "The country is so delicate that countless heroes are broken." Piracy, a few words have been changed. Old Su Quan knows it. No wonder.)

Where the mountain and river sword passed, the space was cut in half by it, and the waves generally surged to both sides.

In the vacuum caused by sword gas, there are countless small cyclones that continue to form and distort, causing the vacuum to collapse and distort again.

This kind of swordsmanship is extremely domineering, and a unique momentum in the world leaps into it. It seems that everything in the world can't be compared with it.

Wu Pengwei smiled and stabbed it with a sword at will. When he stabbed it, thousands of stars suddenly appeared, like dragons and tigers running and handing over, mysteriously moving, and the spirit covered by the sword was more powerful and domineering, golden light, burning like fire.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

A series of sharp and harsh explosions sounded, and the mountain and river spirit of Qingshan Xiushi was broken by the star sword in an instant.

With a sword sweeping away, it unexpectedly easily tore the sword spirit of the green-shirted Xiushi, which was wonderful.

"I'm a grass chicken and a dog. After a few days of practice, I will become such a virtue."

Wu Pengwei held the "King Kong Sword" with a faint smile.