Chapter 40 A surge of anger, murderous rush

Above the volcanic magma, a huge sword buzzed, and the shadow of the green dragon hovering on the body of the sword was pulled by eight chains, but the green dragon claws grasped the giant sword, even if the sledgehammer beat again and again, even if the underground pressure fell and rolled and burned, even if the sky thunder fell, Qinglong would rather die.

The dragon's eye stared angrily, and the intention to kill was scattered from the dragon's eyes. Everyone who was swept away by this murderous intention and anger was shocked. Even the golden elixir period was to guard his mind and was not washed away by the murderous intention.

"Evil beast, don't let go!" Mo Tian waved a sledgehammer and hit it on the dragon sword. The sledgehammer rushed like ten thousand horses and killed the generals.

The dragon sings in the sky, and the dragon is angry.

At first glance, under the thunder of the sky, in addition to partially falling on the sword, it fell all around and turned a famous immortal monk who visited the sword refining into flying ashes.

"False away quickly. The power of the dragon spirit is beyond imagination. If it is not a golden elixir, all of them retreat!"

Mo Tian was shocked by the power of the sword spirit, and the sledgehammer suddenly lit up. Thousands of hammer shadows broke through the air, breaking up the thunder and lightning. At the same time, there was a layer of light film guarding around.

Many immortals left under the leadership of the elders of the division. There were only a few people with interest on their faces. They looked at the blue dragon hovering on the huge sword and roared in pain. They didn't know what it meant in their eyes.

"It is rumored that there were four sacred beasts in ancient times. I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see Qinglong now."

"This is the descendant of the Qinglong family. It's so powerful that it can rely on the body of the dragon soul to resist the thunder and fire, as well as the full attack of the Yuanying period."

Several young men talked loudly, which made Han Feixin's heart burn with anger.

Mo Tian roared wildly, the sledgehammer hit repeatedly, thousands of horses rushed down, and the hammer shadows were endless. One blow was stronger than the other, the sky and the earth trembled, and the whole volcano was roaring, and there was a possibility of an explosion at any time.

Han Fei's murderous intention can no longer be concealed, and the furious anger is enough to make the volcanic magma under his feet fall in love with it.

There are several self-respecting young disciples not far away from Han Fei. They think that they have been practicing Taoism for a hundred years, and the state of the Yuanhua period is already within the top ten. He has long seen Han Fei independent here. He can't see it. He has long wanted to explore the reality of Han Fei.

However, as soon as they took two steps, they came to the murderous range of Han Fei's expansion. The murderous and coldness taught them that their legs were weak and their faces were pale and bloodless.

Just as they screamed, the sky suddenly exploded with countless thunderbolts. The soul of the green dragon roared in the sky and broke through the sky. The aura of heaven and earth was completely emptied. The Yuanying period was really horrible. With one move, it emptied out the aura of ten miles.

In the dark, there are two Yuanying masters hidden in the magic door, looking forward to the extraction of the soul of the green dragon infinitely.

In the dark, the disciples of Sheng Guangzong looked at the soul of the green dragon indifferently, and did not pay attention to the roar of the soul of the green dragon at all.

In the dark, the cold eyes of the female disciple of the Ice Palace flashed with ridicule.

In the dark, the elders of Xianxia Sect and a group of disciples of Xianxia Sect were helpless and indignant. They were overwhelmed by Mo Tian's momentum and could not move.

In the Ming Dynasty, only countless Dafeng national sects met each other indifferently. Looking at the long sword coiled around the soul of the green dragon, the color of greed made people straight.

"You are all villains, and you can't be immortals. Why do I have to be patient? If you want to kill, you can kill. If you can't kill, you can't kill!"

Just when everyone marveled at the toughness of the soul of the green dragon and the strength of the Yuanying period, the cold and solemn sound of cold killing was like the sound of gold and iron, shocking the sky, covering the thunder explosion, changing the roar of the blue dragon, covering the sound of the hammer sound.

For a moment, everyone will look here, including Mo Tian, who is beating, and the eight Mo Yuanzong golden elixir masters who cast spells in eight directions.

In the crater, a young man in white, his face was cold, his white pupils were murderous, his fists were clenched, and his blood was rolling.

"What a murder!" Everyone praised at the same time, but when they felt that Han Fei only had the power of the Yuanhua period, they all laughed coldly.

Everyone is funny, but Han Fei is murderous with anger, shaped like a volcano, corresponding to the volcano under his feet.

"You are all villains, you should kill, you should kill!" The voice is harsh, and everyone can feel the murderous intention, but everyone is not funny.

However, at the next moment, everyone turned pale at the same time.

No matter how inexplicably Han Fei wants to kill them all, they will not change color, but the scene that appears at the next moment makes them stunned.

Qinglong Jianling turned his head and first opened his fangs to Han Fei, roaring repeatedly. Then he spewed hot air at Han Fei, as if his anger had turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated.

"It's useless to kill, it's better to kill!" Han Fei still looked pale. With a step under his feet, he was divided into gold and cracked stones. A huge gap appeared, as if he had been cut away by a domineering sword spirit.

Qinglong nodded, opened his teeth and danced his claws, turned into a sword light, and flew back to the dragon sword.

"Evil beasts don't think about it!"

Mo Tian waved the hammer and killed him angrily.

"Get out!" The anger turned into a fierce murderous spirit, and thousands of sword qi broke out in an instant. The cold air of mixed original beads was uncontrollable in an instant, turning into thousands of ice creams, and killed with the sword spirit.

The cold and murderous gas broke out in an instant, which scared everyone.

"It's Jian Xiu!"

"Xuantian Hanqi!"

Countless exclamation echoed from the mouth of a famous immortal exaler above the Jindan period, and the crowd all changed in horror.

"Kill!" Thousands of cold air swept over, and Xuantian's cold air was integrated into the sword spirit, which was actually avoiding the ground fire.

However, the next moment, the heroes fled one after another, just because the rolling sword spirit did not kill Mo Tian, did not save the dragon, but only killed the fire magma.

"Roar!!"

The sword gas entered the magma, and with Han Fei's sword provocation, it broke out in an instant.

In the distance, you can see that a volcano that has been suppressed by the array for countless years erupted in an instant.

The spectacular volcanic eruption, the magma is like blood, rolling into the sky, and the air becomes hot. Everything seems to be burning. In the eyes, everything is twisted, hot and twisted.

"Roar!"

In the blink of an eye, a loud roar sounded. It turned out to be the Yuanying Motian, rushing out of the volcanic magma, dark red, and a flame burning all over his body.

"The thief died!"

"Let's see if you can kill me." The cold flying sound is fierce, like a sword breaking through the air.

The peak power of the Yuanhua period bursts out the power of the Jindan period in an instant, but in this way, it is still impossible to compete with the power of the Yuanying period. Therefore, Han Fei can only risk everything, attract the power of volcanic magma, and display the big waves to wash the sand.

However, this wave is a flame wave, rolling, not sand, but a hot stone.

The magma waves drive countless flying stones to roll and fall, and the momentum is extremely magnificent.

Huge waves are overwhelming. Mo Tian was shocked by such a big move. If he hadn't felt that this move had the momentum and no power to kill Yuanying, Mo Tian would have fled.

"Death!" Mo Tian bombarded him with a hammer. No matter how big the waves were, no matter how strong the momentum was, and no matter how violent the murderous intention was, it would be smashed in an instant.

"Mo Yuanzong, refine my soul sword, take away my sword spirit, it's time to kill!"

Han Fei spit out blood and flew back, but only the 100-meter huge sword was left, and the green dragon emitted blue light on the sword.

"Tongtian!"

"Tongtian!!!"

With a roar on his face, the Youlong sword was constantly trembling. Han Fei stood on the Youlong sword, hugged his arms, hugged the hilt of the sword, and the sword was furious and integrated with the Youlong sword.

Sure enough, the Youlong Sword did seem to be waiting for the master of Han Fei. As soon as the cold sword came out, the You Long Sword immediately struggled with its own power.

"Rumble--" The chain kept trembling, connecting the other end of the mountain, and the strips broke one by one.

For a moment, Han Fei roared, and the sword roared. I saw that Han Fei hugged his arms, and the sword gushed. The dragon sword rose up from the sky, and rushed out of the volcano in an instant, like a huge light, washed up to the sky and went straight to the sky.

This is the meaning of the sky, the hegemony of the sword secret!

Han Fei seemed to understand the secret of the Bagua Tongtian Sword for the first time. He opened his arms, clapped his hands together, and chopped straight down.

A dignified blow, a furious blow, a trembling blow from heaven and earth, a simple but effective blow, the power of the pure dragon sword itself, burst down.

Wind, rain and thunder roar, heaven and earth roar, one blow, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the stars are changing.

Looking at this frontal blow, Mo Tian only felt that the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. Before the sword arrived, the murderous intention of the sword had already appeared in the body. In an instant, Mo Tian felt that his body collapsed with heaven and earth.

"Ah--" There was a howl, but he woke himself up. Mo Tian opened his eyes angrily, and the sledgehammer rotated and smashed out.

"Kkaka!"

The sky seemed to crack, and the crisp sound exploded, and the two flew backwards at the same time.

Mo Tian was purely shocked by power. Han Fei was vomiting blood and coma. He was unable to continue, but You Long had already grabbed it.

"Kill me!"

Mo Tian collected the shock and flew back, and he had no choice but to stop, only unwilling to roar.

Eight Jin Danqi rushed from a distance in an instant and killed the place where the cold fell.

In the distance, countless people were stunned to see the cold fly falling from the sky, and a feeling of worship suddenly ignited in their hearts.

"This is the sword cultivation. With the power of the Yuanhua period, relying on the spiritual sword, it is hard to resist the Yuanying period. It's so strong!"

With a bang, Han Fei woke up in pain.

The toothache exhaled, and a large amount of blood spewed out. I felt it in all directions. There were dozens of extremely murderous gases of the Jindan period flying, and Han Fei suddenly felt happy.

With Youlong in hand, who will Hanfei be afraid of?

Even if I'm dying, even if I don't have the power to bind the chicken, as long as the sword is there, who am I afraid of?

The eight golden elixirs of Mo Yuanzong, the four golden elixirs of Moshamen, and some of the Dans of watching the play, and even several old monsters of the Yuanying were flying quickly. At the moment of Han Fei, all the anger and murderous intentions were covered up by a pleasant intention.

"Today there is a sword, a proud smile in the sky, and there is wine in the future, and there is a smile on the world. Hahahahaha!"

With the long smile of the heroic dry clouds, all the sounds of Han Fei were restrained in an instant. The heartbeat, blood flow, physical vitality, and the fluctuation of soul breath were all hidden in an instant, including Han Fei's figure and the dragon sword, all disappeared in an instant, leaving only the arrogant laughter and the voice of contemptful indifference.

Crush the thousand-mile charm, and Han Fei turned into a mass of aura, accompanied by other bombed auras, as if to escape.

The fog of Xumi can at most confuse the Jindan period. If the Yuanying period comes, you will definitely find Hanfei, so you can't stay in place.

"It's not good, suzerain. Someone broke into the pavilion and lost a large number of magic weapons." Just as the cold flew away, Mo Tian over there just jumped up, and the bell sounded at the place where the Mo Yuanzong sect was behind the volcano.

"Daesh, open the protection array and block all intersections." Mo Tian scolded angrily, shook off the ice on his arm, and was murderous.