Chapter 388 Taixuan Sword Soul VS Kowloon Sky Pillar

Although the golden villain is small, he has endless spiritual pressure. He pinched the divine seal, pushed his little hand forward, and an invisible soul attack bombarded Zhao Tianze's head.

The soul was seriously damaged. Zhao Tianze screamed and flew out of the battlefield. Falling off the stage means defeat. And Zhao Tianze is also worthy of being a rare genius. His body was still in mid-air, so he endured the heavy damage suffered by his soul, and a flash fell back to the stage.

Bang!

Zhao Tianze's feet fell to the ground with a bang, just like a 10,000-ton mountain falling from a high altitude and falling on the platform, which made the whole platform shake twice.

Zhao Tianze supported his hands on the ground, his legs were bent, his head was low, and he gasped in his mouth. This was a good time to attack. The so-called take advantage of your illness to kill you, but at this time, Yang Jian did not take action, but frowned slightly and was full of alert. He could sense that the blow just now was not as serious as Zhao Tianze showed, that is to say, Zhao Tianze was pretending to be seriously injured! At the same time, Yang Jian also sensed a strong breath slowly waking up from Zhao Tianze.

It's like the sleeping ancient king waking up from a deep sleep, which makes people shudder.

"It's dangerous!" Yang Jian's long hair curled upside down and danced crazily. His body, like a tiger, jumped out. And almost as he rushed out, an amazing sword spirit burst out of the stage!

Bang!

The stage was almost cut in half. The amazing sword spirit rushed out of the inside of the stage and went straight to the sky, and the whole space was separated by it! A terrible space crack ran through the world, and the horrible devouring power made the masters on the stage couldn't help exclaiming.

Fortunately, this stage is reinforced by the top masters, and there is divine array protection around it, otherwise this will be enough to affect the audience in the stands.

"Awakening Taixuan Sword Soul!" A master in the stands exclaimed.

"Although it is an imitation of Taixuan Sword, there is a trace of sword soul of Taixuan Sword!"

"Not a trace, but half! This Taixuan sword soul definitely has half the power of the complete Taixuan sword soul!"

The old veterans were so amazing that they could see through the Tai Xuanjian on the scene at a glance.

"The second brother holds the Taixuan sword with half the soul power of the Taixuan sword. How can Yang Jian, the holy body of the battle, be invincible! Not to mention Yang Jian, even the Five True Kings are not necessarily the opponents of the second brother!" Zhao Tianliang, the third saint of Xuanqing Island, sneered and looked at Yang Jian on the scene and said viciously.

"After all, there is only half of the power of Taixuan Sword Soul. If you use it accidentally, you are likely to be escaped by Yang Jian. But there is no suspense if you want to defeat it. Zhao Tianfang, the great saint of Xuanqing Island, said coldly with a gloomy face.

Half of the spiritual power of the godless soldier, this is an unimaginable power! Although Yang Jian seriously injured the spirit of the golden bow at the beginning, it was when the golden bow did not exert its full power, and the spirit did not die. If Yang Jian does not have the breath of the ancestors of the Yang family, even with the help of the five elements beads on that day, Yang Jian will be severely damaged by the spirit, and it is impossible to be severely damaged by the spirit.

Therefore, the situation on the stage at this time is very unfavorable to Yang Jian.

Holding the Taixuan Sword with half the strength of the soul of the Taixuan Sword, Zhao Tianze is unparalleled! But seeing that he held the sword in his right hand and cut it down in the air, and the large area of the sky was cut into two sections, Yang Jian could only dodge desperately, and the emperor's divine soldiers could not resist!

Bang!

Yang Jian was bombarded to his left shoulder by a sword, and his body was shaken out. And the four-color armor on his body is also cracked, and it may collapse in a few more times!

"Yang Jian! It's not too late to admit defeat!" Zhao Tianze held a white sword in his hand and hung his body in the air. He looked down at Yang Jian under his feet and shouted.

"That depends on whether you have that ability or not! Kowloon Tianzhu!" Yang Jian shouted loudly, and nine golden dragons rose from around his body!

The dragon soared into the sky, ran through the world, and trapped Zhao Tianze, who was holding a sword. The sound of dragon chanting shocked the world, and some of the audience on the stage couldn't help covering their ears. And those bad old men stood up excitedly and looked at the nine dragons, and their eyes were full of horror!

"The unique Kowloon Tianzhu of the Holy Body of Fighting!" The bad old men muttered to themselves, as if they remembered something.

"Kowloon Tianzhu? Humph, is my black sword soul too strong? I'll break your pillar today!" Zhao Tianze was trapped in Jiulong Tianzhu, but he was not worried at all. He smiled coldly, and the white sword in his hand spit out an amazing white sword.

Wh!

The white sword swept out, and a curved sword spirit bombarded one of the dragon pillars.

Bang!

Mars is shining everywhere, and the white sword gas was shattered by the dragon pillar!

"What?" Zhao Tianze's face changed, and the power of Jiulong Tianzhu was beyond his imagination.

"Those who threaten to destroy Tianzhu have been buried by Tianzhu. Although you are strong, you are not a master of Huangtianjing after all! Even if you are a master of Huangtianjing, I can defeat him!" Yang Jian snorted coldly, and the golden light on his body was shining. Nine golden dragons roared repeatedly, and then turned quickly!

"Dragon Mill! Grind the sky, no one can stop it!" The group of bad old men let out a burst of exclamation.

Nine divine dragons turned into an open-sky grinding disc, which fell from the sky and hung down thousands of golden lights. Zhao Tianze was trapped under the grinding disc and could not rush out at all. The golden grinding disc covers the sky and the sun, and is engraved with the imprint of the dragon. Even the sky can be grinded, not to mention a master of the supreme realm!

"Taixuan Sword Soul Cut!"

Zhao Tianze finally changed his face and seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem. He roared, the white light of the Taixuan sword in his hand bloomed, and a dazzling sword burst out!

Boom!

The white sword spirit cut off the void and hit the golden mill. However, the golden grinding disc was unharmed, and the white sword spirit was shattered again!

"Impossible!" Zhao Tianze's face finally changed greatly. He looked crazy and cut out three eye-catching swordsmanship in a row!

However, everything is in vain. The golden mill quickly landed and grinded Zhao Tianze into ashes all over the sky with a bang!

"Second brother!"

"Second brother!"

Zhao Tianze died. Zhao Tianfang and Zhao Tianliang stood up from their seats and looked at Yang Jian with an angry face, shouting loudly. If it hadn't been for so many people, they would have taken action long ago.

The golden grinding disc slowly dissipated in the air. Yang Jian calmed down and slowly landed, hugged the surrounding audience, and then flew up and fell under the battlefield.

"Okay!" There was a tsunami-like shout in the audience. The fall of a generation of holy sons will definitely become the focus of the whole world's discussion in the future. And Yang Jian has once again become the leader of the storm, and the whole world will be shaken by it.