Chapter 848 Angry Battle

848 Angry Battle (Wrathly begging for a monthly ticket)

"Is this the Sixteen Swords of Shuiyun?"

When the exclamation sounded, almost all the jade monks present were condensed and looked carefully at the bottom.

And the rest of the immortals and the masters of the palace were all standing up and watching in astonishment.

Although there is no intention to intervene, his eyes are full of disbelief and astonishment.

"Since the founding of the sect, there are only four people who can synthesize the Type 32 water cloud sword into the Type 16. How can this Yuanming be possible?

"It should be that the sixteen swords are not wrong. It is actually only the power of the twelve dragons from beginning to end. If you don't rely on the magic power of melting rain into clouds, if you don't rely on this water cloud sword. How can this son compete with Ji Ji?

"About a hundred years ago, I saw the real person who used it. Although there are some differences, they are roughly the same--"

"--This person is also really terrible. Looking at his sword, the sword is harmonious, and the sword secret is unsatisfactory. This sixteen-style sword is not as good as teaching real people. It seems that I don't know how long I have been enlightened, but I have endured it until now, allowing others to bully Lian Hai and dare to provoke this person. It's really eyeless"

"I remember that this son has been practicing for only more than 10,000 years. It's only one step away from the Jade Wonderland--"

"It's only 20 years at most. Hey, in this sect, I'm afraid another capable person was born"

Yue Yu didn't hear the sound of the discussion. The sword of Xuanbing condensed with the blue Xuanbing that was urged by the emperor only once, and it had already collapsed.

The jade fairyland also has the power of 30 dragons at the lowest, and Jiqi is the best among them. The power of the forty-two dragons is like a wave

After almost every fight, Yue Yu will take the initiative to shatter the ice condensed on the sword. Before the power of the counterattack was completely rushed to the point, he took the initiative to crack the ice sword and remove most of the power he had inherited.

But even so, after several times, his body was like a hammer. The skin of the seven orifices has overflowed some fine blood spots.

It's not all about pretending, an extreme, although he still doesn't pay attention to it. But in addition to this person, there are more than a dozen immortals working together, which is enough to make him feel difficult to cope with it.

Only 40% of the power can be used. Most of the mind is used to control one's own power

However, in the eyes of everyone in this hall, Yue Yu at this moment is like a rock standing still in the rapids. Although it is a sword for one person, it is difficult to let the storm shake it at all.

The blue water berth of the body has not been expanded until it has been expanded to a radius of 500 feet. However, it is even more solid and heavy, and all kinds of fairy soldiers and treasures involved in it have been forty giants. But in the fierce whirlpool, it is difficult to get out.

More than a dozen immortal monks were all dripping with cold sweat. As if he was at a loss, he could only stand outside the whirlpool. No matter how the mysterious magic weapons change, no matter what kind of Taoism. It will be absorbed by this vortex, except that it only makes Yue Yu more difficult, and it has almost no effect.

It is almost unconscious, reminding me of Yue Yu's previous words.

"Water is the softst in the world and can control everything"

"Water can also be the most strong in the world, but it can be a sword"

And the extreme in mid-air is even more furious to the extreme. The blue lake is only five hundred feet in radius. But the mist and clouds have permeated all corners of the hall.

——Almost every bit of water vapor, every bit of water spirit, can be used by Yue Yu. The frost stone sword, almost every sword cut out, can directly turn a large amount of water into a Xuanbing giant sword. As heavy as a mountain, it is unparalleled.

A sword is endless, and with the melting rain and cloud sword spirit, he is forced to the point of embarrassment. Obviously, the cultivation is beyond one level, and it is clear that the fairy treasure is better, but there is nothing to do

The blue Xuanbing suddenly made a crack, and there was almost no need to look at it. Jiqi could already feel that there was a spiritual array on the sword, which was injured by the force of extreme freezing and cracked.

The rage in his chest was almost completely exploded immediately

"What about you, the sixteen swords of water clouds? Today, I want you to pay for my life in vain--"

In a pair of sleeves, more than ten fairy charms shuttled out in an hour and directly bombarded Yue Yu. There is also a huge iron chain shot out, shuttled around, and in an in anze, the 3,000-foot space was firmly locked.

Then there were countless small chains, which pierced into Yue Yu's surrounding water lake in all directions. Layers of layers of entanglement, but gradually, he was about to be completely locked.

Three swords were cut out in a row, and the fairy charm was turned into powder. In Yue Yu's eyes, the coldness was like a deep pool, absorbing all the light, with almost no luster.

And the big innate Xuanbing in his body is really determined by the fire, which is also fully urged again. Turn the water mana into the true qi of melting rain and clouds little by little.

The spirit of war is getting higher and higher, and the fierce sword spirit is also sharper. Even if it is in front of you, it is really as strong as a mountain. He also has the ability to cut it up

He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. The frost stone sword rose sharply, and Yue Yu was all over the water, which also expanded by 70 feet again

Countless fine water flows inside, like a blade like a knife, are still constantly cutting. Smash all the thin chains.

At this time, Yue Yu felt that he had a deeper understanding of the water cloud sword and the true qi of melting rain clouds. Many changes that have never been thought of and problems that have never been solved have been unfolded in front of him one by one, and all of them have been cracked. It seems that a door has been opened in the brain.

The sword formula and magic power are also more and more compatible, which is more mysterious and mysterious.

Gradually, Yue Yu also felt that he was more compatible with the mouthful of water cloud sword behind him, regardless of the breath of the sword.

With the resonance of one person and one sword, the spiritual power of the water system that converges from him will gradually increase by one level almost every second.

until now, it has increased to 20%

Looking up, I saw that the extremely real man's face was getting more and more gloomy, and his eyes were even more uncertain. One hand has been caged into the sleeve.

Yue Yu smiled coldly and swallowed a mouthful of blood. The frost stone sword in front of him suddenly shook endlessly. Although it melted the rain into clouds and sword spirit, it was cut out non-stop, but from time to time it made a strange sound of swords.

At this moment, in the hall, all the dozens of immortals watching the battle are incomprehensible. The water cloud sword, which was worshipped behind the throne of the teaching, also suddenly made a crisp trembling. Unexpectedly, it floated in the air and hung in the air.

The twelve jade fairies nearby were immediately horrified again and looked over together. I only feel that at this moment, these two water fairy soldiers seem to have established a mysterious connection, constantly resonating and shaking.

The whole mountain protection array was also mobilized one by one, pouring the spirit of heaven and earth into the frost stone sword.

And around Yue Yu, the blue light is also more abundant. The concentration of water spirit. The momentum of the sword is more than doubled, which is also more fierce and difficult, forcing everyone in the hall to take a few steps back again,

"Old man, how dare you say that your disciple has no way to die? Today, I was angry, so I completely killed you Lian Tianfeng"

A water-colored sword spirit, cut through the air. The sword is so fierce that it is more than three times that of the previous one. Fifty huge water dragons roared endlessly wrapped around the melting rain cloud sword spirit. In an all-in-one moment, the whole Lianyun Peak also shook,

The dazzling blue light also reflected the face of the real person.

At the top of Lianyun Peak, a sharp sound of a violent metal strike suddenly shook the ninety-nine peaks of Shuiyun Mountain. And the next moment. A blue light also flew out of the earthquake.

- straight through the sky of 1.7 million feet, and then collapse and collapse, turn into a little cyan dust, and gradually sprinkled from the air.

At this moment, above the peaks, the precious light that soared into the sky is becoming more and more dense. Almost everyone was at a loss and looked at the direction of the top of Lianyun Peak. Sensing the main peak is an increasingly strong spiritual fluctuation.

There are more than a hundred escapes, flying there and falling at the top of the peak. But they are all immortal monks, and the jade immortal elders in the sect.

And below the immortals, they can only wait and see from afar, looking uncertain.

The vast sword that rushed out from the top of the peak, even if it is thousands of miles away, is still domineering. Even the immortals with a slightly weaker cultivation dare not approach easily.

"That seems to be the carry-on soldier Feng Qijian of the uncle of the extreme master. Do you think there will be anything wrong with him--"

Above the peak of the abyss, the right side is dedicated to Yue Yu's floating island. Ming's correction was extremely worried, and he also looked at the water blue sword light, shining from time to time.

Although it is already in my heart, Lian Hai has long been regarded as an uncle. But for this older generation of disciples, Ming Xiu still dares not be disrespectful.

And Mingdao's eyebrows have been wrinkled into a Sichuan character.

"It seems to be the melting rain of our clan, but it doesn't seem to be a foreign enemy. Could it be that which uncle came up for our Jiyuanfeng?

When Ming Xiu heard the words, he suddenly shued, and wondered how could this be possible? He would rather believe that the person who shattered the Fengqi sword of the extremely real person was his master Yuanming.

It's just this idea, and he thinks it's ridiculous.

I only hated it. When the master went to Lianyun Mountain alone, he couldn't rush to persuade the teacher.

is not far from the floating island, and Yuanjing is also stepping on the void, floating hundreds of thousands of feet above. The face is as pale as paper, without any blood color.

Unlike Ming Dao Ming Xiu, you can only wait and see. With his cultivation, he can perceive more with spiritual consciousness.

And at this moment, he muttered to himself from time to time.

"How is it possible? How could that person be Yuanming? My brother, how can he have such a mana cultivation?

"It seems that it is not low with the ability of the great master. Even the troops on hand can't be saved. Isn't this a joke?"

"Water cloud 16-style sword, melting rain into cloud magic power, when did he learn it?"

"Now that Lian Hai is dead, I'm afraid he can't help it. So over the years, I have not hesitated to please, and even offended Yuanming. Why on earth is that?

P: It's so sad. It's terrible. Since yesterday **, there have been five chapters now. Subscriptions are soaring, but there is no movement on the monthly ticket, and only 40 tickets have been received. The wasteland is too miserable now. Is it unpleasant to write? I'm getting less and less confident, alas-M