Chapter 339: Making a scene in Huangyan City

A silent and strong figure slowly formed in the distance, and the air around him seemed to condense on the person's body. A rising spiritual pressure made this person look very elegant.

Each step seems to be able to cross a distance of more than ten meters.

Jianxiu leaned against the shoulder of the stone wall at the door and loosened, and a sense of evil spirit broke out from his spiritual cover. His eyes, which were supposed to be doting, slowly opened and suddenly appeared.

If there is a master here at this time, it is easy to see that there is not much energy on the body of this sword, but the sword in his hand bursts out of a huge atmosphere.

All the cultivation is in the sword.

"Hey, buddy!" Haofeng stood in front of the swordsman. He looked at the corners of Jianxiu's mouth in front of him and slowly appeared a strange smile.

"You're still here!" The Jianxiu looked in the direction of Haofeng and said with an evil smile.

In Haofeng's eyes, the sword Xiu sitting against the wall slowly sat up straight, obviously intending to do it.

"Isn't this because you are lonely? Come and talk to you?" The green demon in Haofeng's body slowly burst out, and he said with a bright smile on his face.

"Ha ha, of course I'm lonely. It's best if you come to chat!"

"It's just that you're here, so you don't have to go!"

When Jianxiu said the last word, a surprising murderous atmosphere broke out on his body, which was strongly surprising. The sword in his hand made a vibration of bells.

"Haha! Come on!" Haofeng did not look afraid at all, and the green demonic spirit on his body was also condensed to the extreme.

"Swordsmanship is the body, and the air condenses the sword finger! Go!" Jianxiu muttered in his mouth, and his fingers quickly formed fingerprints, and the powerful breath of the middle finger of his index finger condensed on it.

Like two breath shells, they burst out in an instant and shot directly at the young man with green breath in front of him.

Wo!!!

Two falling leaves were hit by these two breaths and broke apart in an instant, as if they had become invisible debris.

The sword finger gas directly hit Haofeng's chest, but was blocked in front by the special armor for the Black Dragon Guards.

"How can the little armor be my sword spirit! Broken!!!" Jian Xiu drank in a low voice.

Kkaz! A crisp sound sounded.

The powerful sword spirit seemed to suddenly exert force, directly breaking Haofeng's tight black dragon guard armor.

Is that right? That's what you think!" After Haofeng saw that the armor for the black dragon's guards was broken, he did not look flustered at all, but smiled.

doesn't seem to care.

It seems that the green demon in Haofeng's body at this time has moved, and the cloth underneath has been directly destroyed after the armor was broken.

When the sword spirit attacked on the healthy dark skin, the green demon spirit gathered in it, forming the mark of a small green dragon. The sword spirit hit it and dissipated directly.

When I looked at it again, a faint green dragon scale appeared on Haofeng's body surface, and there were scales in that place, as if they were growing together with flesh and blood.

"S scales, you are actually a demon. Unexpectedly, I felt that the anger in your body was not simple, and I didn't expect you to be a demon!" Jianxiu was also surprised to see that his sword spirit was so simply resolved by Haofeng.

Is this inconspicuous boy in front of him actually a demon? That is a more difficult way to practice than sword practice. It needs to absorb the elixir cultivation of monsters. With the help of demon power, it can change into a state of half-human and half-demon when necessary.

At that time, the strength will soar. Most of them belong to close combat, and of course, some of them are long-range.

Haofeng was planning to reply to Jianxiu's words, but at this time, a wind came to his ear again, just mixed with some strange vibrations.

"The Lord of Huangyan City has already felt the demonic spirit. Be careful!" Qinglong's voice was a little anxious.

"That's fine. Since he can feel my breath, you can lend me your most powerful demonic spirit. I need to get rid of the boy in front of me quickly!" Haofeng immediately sent a voice.

"Well, you can use Monster Change, which you have used once before!" Qinglong did not hesitate. It also understood what was going on now. If it was not done, it would be very troublesome.

"Good!" Haofeng replied softly.

"You..." When Jianxiu wanted to ask something else, he only felt that the male demonic spirit in front of him suddenly soared, and then his figure disappeared.

Where did he go? Jianxiu's face changed, and he didn't expect that the other party's speed would become so fast at this moment.

!! There were traces of five-finger scratches on the ground, like the drifting tire marks, but the deeply cut ground marks, which was obviously a little frightening.

"The cross-cutting of the sword flow!"

A breath came from Jianxiu's wrist, and the powerful force acted on the hilt. His sword, which had been embedded in the scabbard, suddenly burst out a sharp white light.

There is nothing wrong, it is the white light, as if the sunlight reflected on the smooth steel, and the strong evil spirit burst out from the body of the sword.

In the circumstance of 100 meters, there seems to be a thin line, a thin line cut, and a ring shape appears here.

The sword spirit hit Haofeng's monster body. His reaction speed was very fast. His claws immediately grabbed the front. The sword spirit hit the sharp claws and made a metal impact sound.

Haofeng's high-speed moving body was stopped by abruptly.

"What a strong sword spirit!" Haofeng was shocked and secretly said that this sword actually made him take two steps back.

"Breaking Heart Sword!" Jianxiu's cold eyes saw Haofeng who stopped on this side. His fingers quickly pinched the magic spell to condense a escape, which was fixed next to Haofeng and directly appeared.

At Haofeng's heart, he stabbed directly with a sword, forming a split heart action.

Fierce, fast, accurate, a secret of kendo, the sword practice in front of him is obviously very good.

If it is an ordinary Jindan monk, even a perfect monk will make the way in front of such a quick and simple attack.

It's just whether the sword in front of you is sharp enough. If it is sharp enough, even the perfect protective weapon of the Jindan period will be pierced.

However, even so, isn't Haofeng those great perfect monks in the Jindan period who had poor melee? At this time, he can be said to be very strong in close combat.

When the cold white sword was about to stab Haofeng's heart, his right grasp was aimed at the sword body and pushed it violently, and the direction of the sword was directly pushed away from the original track.

"Condensed Sword Fist!" Jianxiu saw that the sword did not succeed and was not angry. His empty left fist gathered up and condensed an invisible sword on it while retreating in the air.

"Go!" Jianxiu's left fist aimed at Haofeng's forehead and attacked directly.

It's getting closer and closer. The speed of the left fist attack is very fast. Jianxiu's perfect attack cooperation is also very well trained. It has reached Haofeng's forehead in just a moment.

As long as it takes one second, he can beat Haofeng's handsome face, blow up his nose bone, and then fly away.

But what is Haofeng's state at this time? His speed is not much slower than the sword cultivation in front of him.

"Puff!" I only saw a dull voice sound, and then a dark red blood stain flowed from the corners of Jianxiu's mouth.

"How can it be!" Jianxiu's two eyes were about to stare straight and make a deep sound. At this time, the pain in his chest came violently. Looking down, a claw-like claw penetrated deeply into his chest.

"Don't underestimate the demons too much!" Haofeng sneered at the corners of his mouth. Although the strength of Jianxiu in front of him was good, he was still a little short of hurting him.

And now the power used has exceeded the original middle of the Jindan period. He is now using the strength of the high-level demon king. At this time, even a successful monk in the Jindan period can fight.

And even the infancy monk may not be able to kill him in a short time.

How can the mythical spirit of the green dragon be so simple?

"Heart Swordsmanship!" Jianxiu's eyes burst into a ferocious light, and a white light appeared on his fingers, hitting the sword with one hand.

There seemed to be something spewing out of his body, and Haofeng's eyes seemed to be a small sword when it entered the sword body.

The white sword burst out with a shocking breath and expanded three points. When I saw this sword, a sense of crisis slapped Haofeng's forehead like a tide

"Wo!" Haofeng's claws closed, and his whole body quickly rotated, and his waist strength burst out. Then his green scale tail aimed at Jianxiu's chest and directly swept it.

Bang!!!

The extremely powerful power burst out, and Haofeng also used his milking strength, and Jianxiu's body flew out directly.

His sternum seems to have broken into two pieces. You can't live at first sight.

But at the moment of Jianxiu's death, his fingers trembled slightly, and all the sword spirit in his body suddenly condensed on the white sword.

The powerful sword spirit seems to have directly broken through the Jindan period and directly reached the level of the Yuanying period.

"How is this possible!" Haofeng was extremely surprised to see the expanding sword. He did not expect that the dying blow of the sword was so strong.

The white sword aimed directly in the direction of Haofeng. Between the walks, the trees collapsed and the soil flew, as if it were the situation before the plane took off.

Jianxiu lay on the ground with his eyes closed, but a strange smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. If someone could see what he was thinking at this time, he would be a little surprised.

"I can only use the sword once in my life, but it's not so easy to resist. Taste its taste. Yao Xiu is just a joke in front of Jian Xiu!"

In Haofeng's pupils, the white sword became bigger and bigger. Even if he retreated rapidly, his body was completely less than half the speed of the white sword.

This sword is too fast.