Chapter 115 Wanfan Nazhen Sword Returns to the Zong

"Ah..., ah..."

A roar came from the mouth of the Futian eagle, constantly swallowing rough air. Inside his body, there were bursts of crisp bone sounds. His muscles quickly expanded like balloons, and his blue veins were bulging all over his body, which looked extremely ferocious.

However, Yingri only looked at the changes on Fu Tianying with an indifferent face and was not surprised too much. If Fu Tianying was captured like this, it would be a strange thing in the world.

"Hahaha, I want to see how you can escape from the palm of my hand..."

There was white smoke all over. After the change, the body of the Futian eagle doubled, and the original clothes on its body were also torn, leaving only pieces of rags on the body. His hands clenched their fists tightly, like a beast. The autumn water sword circled three feet away from the body and circled in an uncertain trajectory, causing laughter. Even the gravel on the ground trembled faintly.

"What a strong martial breath! You two, go and help the master. I will deal with this monster alone. After noticing the extremely domineering martial breath from the distant sky, Tianshang couldn't help but feel a beast sound from his throat, signaling the two four-grade refiners who besiege the blue-eyed giant crystal lion to help the weak Yingri.

Just as the two refiners were preparing to transfer the war circle, they caught a glimpse of two completely different martial forces on their hands in the distance. One red and one white, slowly raised over their heads and gradually merged under the package of purple thunder, forming a red and white alternation, with a three-foot-high sword spirit, standing above their heads. Slowly rotating, the majestic momentum actually blocked their lives more than ten feet away and could no longer be approached.

At this time, the thunder roared, and the purple thunder surged endlessly. His right hand was raised, and his left hand was quickly imprinted. His body was constantly swallowing the domineering spirit emitted by the eagle around him. The sword spirit surged towards his right hand. Suddenly, the original three-foot-high sword spirit swelled again. In a blink of an eye, it was like a giant pillar in the sky. Generally, the tripod stands between heaven and earth, roaring and rotating.

The real trump card - the holy demon martial arts mirror is being used cleverly by him at this time. No matter how strong his body is, after all, it is only the level of martial arts. It is obviously unrealistic to bear more than five times the strength of the strong man of the martial arts king, so he should abandon its disadvantages and take advantage of it through the body as a medium. Zero is the whole, and the application of mirror return is directly integrated into the martial arts formula, showing the peerless power!

Crossing the watershed of Wushou, a strong man in the mainland, each level is very different, so he will never be stupid enough to use his body to resist the counterattack of that force as before. In this way, it is undoubtedly to push himself to the knife. If he is not hit, he will definitely fall into doom. The abyss, and in the case of such a group war, the drawbacks are even more obvious.

He was shocked to find that the martial breath he emitted was constantly absorbed by the day. Fu Tianying immediately took up his body and suddenly entered the body, but his arrogant posture was still unabated, and the rough laughter like a beast sounded again.

"Hahaha..., you can fight with me to this extent only with the strength of the middle level of Wushou. Your ability is indeed extraordinary, but in front of this absolute power, you still have no chance of winning. The final formula of the sword-eating sword is to break the sun!"

The sword is broken, and the sun is broken with the sword! With the opening of the move, the circle of the 'autumn water' sword suddenly intensified, and sword shadows formed on the track hovering of the sword. Futianying's two-handed swords guided, and then those sword shadows rose to the sky, like tide, surging and flying, swallowing the sky, magnificent, waves after wave after wave, rolling towards the sun.

"Heart glass sword soul, glazed sword heart, holy demon coexistence, vast heavenly power! Fu Tianying, accept the angry blow of Shaojie and me, the phantom sword - Wan Huanna Zhenjian returns to the sect!"

Indestructible fighting spirit, unyielding spirit, endless regret and grievances of friends, and my endless anger and grief. If heaven wants to play with people like this, I will kill heaven, not to mention that what stands in front of me is not heaven, but just the head of all evil.

"Shake the sword, help me, cut off the root of the evil in front of me, give my friend a restful sleep, and give my friend a peaceful breath!"

The giant sword of Qingtian split down the surging sword tide, and the two peerless swords hit each other in shock. Suddenly, the sun and moon were lightless, and the heaven and earth were unbalanced!

'Booming'......

The dazzling light, like a sun, kept shining outside the battle circle of the two, and then, from the surface of the light, there was an unexpected impact!

A sharp and unparalleled sword spirit, after two moves, poured down from the sky like a rainstorm. The two battle circles in the distant battle were all impacted by this huge sword flow. Everyone had to stop the battle and resist these unparalleled sword spirit with all their strength. Suddenly, All the Qingcheng sects under the field were killed by this wave of swords, and none of them survived.

Before the light in the sky dissipated, the sound of a dragon sound resounded through the sky, deafening, and then a sad and tragic howling came from the light.

"Ah..."

Those who blocked the sword spirit, when they heard this sad and tragic howl, they understood that the battle situation had reached the final stage. Whether it was the winged dragon Tianshang, whose advantages were full, or the Qiu Hongjiangyue, who had the victory, all abandoned their respective opponents and retreated. Because of this cry, they swore that the next, the two factions The fates of people and horses!

"Master, how are you?" With the winged dragon Tianshang retreating and recalling Qiu Nian, one of the two four-grade refiners hurriedly held Yi Qiunian's hands and sent the power of martial arts into Yi Qiunian's body to help him suppress the spread of toxins in his body. Another refiner was also a pair of other poisoned refiners one by one to deliver the martial arts in his body. The power is to slow down the spread of toxins in their bodies as much as possible.

"I can still hold on. Why did you come back? What about the blue-eyed giant crystal lion?" Yi Qiunian and others, who had been tired of running for their lives, could not pay attention to the situation of the battle between Yingri and Futianying on the sky. Qiu Hongjiangyue retreated, which made him puzzled. Then the two subordinates appeared in front of him together with this dark dragon head monster.

"Master, Ying Ri and Na Fu Tian Ying have decided the winner. Now, as long as the light disperses, all the results will be clear." While conveying the power of martial arts to Yi Qiunian's body, the refiner turned his head and looked at the shining light in the distant sky and said with a little uneasiness.

"It's all my fault that I was poisoned by Qiu Hongjiangyue, otherwise today's victory or defeat would have been revealed, and how could the Yingri brothers go against the Futianying and encounter such a dangerous situation." At this time, in my shallow consciousness, I directly thought that the day had been defeated, and the expression of regret was overflowing with words, "If we can retreat with our whole body today, I will go to this Hanshan again in the future, and personally flatten this Qingcheng faction, and I will never be soft!"

......

Qiu Hongjiangyue and others, who retreated to the huge body of the blue-eyed giant crystal lion, also looked solemn and waited for the final result to appear. Although in the fight just now, they successfully killed two four-class refiners of the refiners' guild, one of the four elders was also directly under the dying counterattack of the two. Being crushed by the power of two souls is like dementia. Unless you can find any spiritual treasure or elixir, I'm afraid that you will no longer be able to do anything in this life.

"Bastard, what kind of monster is that dark? It's just that the fourth level can force me to such a situation, and it can transform so many elemental attacks on my body. No, girl, I want to tell you first, and let me fight with this kind of guy in the future. I will never agree..."

Shaking away the burning fire element on his body, as soon as the autumn red river moon approached, the blue-eyed giant crystal lion was shaking the huge lion head like a crystal, roaring at it with lingering palpitation.

Since that injury and near death, it has never encountered such a danger. The contract is important, but if you lose your life, what's the point of complying with this contract?

At this time, Qiu Hongjiangyue did not immediately show any attitude towards the blue-eyed giant crystal lion, but just turned her head and forced a smile, and then paid attention to the crucial decisive result in the sky again, thinking about how to go after that.

At this time, the two martial arts in the sky are rapidly weakening, so other people outside the war circle can't rely on the strength of martial arts to judge the victory or defeat. However, in Qiu Hongyue's heart, they still have a certain confidence in the Futian eagle. After all, after taking the abandonment, it can greatly improve. The strength of martial arts.

"Lord Amethyst, as long as the contract between us passes today, it can be ended. No matter what the result is, the Qingcheng faction will no longer exist, so you don't have to worry about falling into this danger again because of the Qingcheng faction in the future." The eyes are still staring at the distant sky, and the sound of Qiu Hongjiangyue at this time looks a little decadent.

All the people of the Qingcheng faction, except for themselves, have been affected by the sword spirit that had just exploded, and all of them died tragically. You Lian tokens have been destroyed. They absolutely can't afford the revenge of Jiqi's Refinators Association, so Qiu Hongjiangyue's heart at this time has made a desire to escape. Li prepared that whether she can get the 'Ten Thousand Swords' today or not, she and Fu Tianying are doomed not to stay in Jiqi.

For heinous people like them, escape does not mean anything, but a means of survival. After leaving Jiqi, they can re-establish a Qingcheng faction or Tianying Hall in any country.

......

In the light, Ying Ri and Fu Tianying stood in the air, almost leaning together, and a completely different look appeared on their faces.

The surprised Futian eagle was stabbed into the heart by Ying Ri's shaking sword, and directly slashed down, and the burnt viscera slipped directly out of the incision. Even the desperate counterattack before death was swallowed up under the dense purple electricity of the sword!

Looking at the body gradually returning to its original size, holding the 'Qiushui' in his hand and wanting to attack himself, his eyes were full of surprise and unwilling Fu Tianying. Ying Ri stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood oozing from his mouth, and the corners of his mouth gradually evoked a smile, followed by a smile, laughing, laughing wildly...

"Ha, haha, haha... Shaojie, did you see it? Did you see it? You can close your eyes, you can finally close your eyes..." In the wild laughter, Ying Ri's blood-red eyes slowly rolled down a pair of hot tears, and the laughter gradually turned into tears, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Young master..., my friend..., ah..."

" Shangguan Tianying! Futian Eagle! Go to hell, go to hell..."

Waving the sword in his hand, Ying Ri seemed to be crazy, constantly chop the body of the eagle that had lost its life in front of him...