Perfect Niliang Brother, Unblocker
The first dazzling thunder blasted down with amazing power, and what was even more strange was that it evolved into the form of a sword in the void!
From a distance, it looks like a dazzling divine sword from outside the sky, slashing towards the handso minister with the intent of endless destruction!
Ye Wuque stood with his hand in the distant void, and his bright eyes looked at the handso minister with a trace of light. He was looking forward to the thods of the handso minister.
Yin!
Above the sky, the long sword in the hands of the elegant minister raised slightly, and the sword chants vigorously and resounded in all directions. Even the roar of thunder could not conceal his sword chants, as if the sa sounded from outside the sky, howling the common people.
"cut!"
With a clear drink, the handso minister was still like a virgin at the mont. At this mont, the clear eyes suddenly burst out with earth-shaking spirits, and the whole body also exudes a mighty and fierce aning, as if from this mont on, he is truly truly Woke up!
The quaint long sword in his hand suddenly burst out endless sword lights, and there was also a water-blue power circulating on it, like thunder and water, perfectly integrated, extrely terrible, and directly slashed backwards and upwards!
The aqua-blue sword light suddenly overwheld the sky, completely illuminating the void of the ten directions!
"The power of Lan..."
In the distance, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, and he imdiately recognized that the power of the sword cut by the handso minister was the power of Lan.
He rembers that when he was still in the Tianlan True Palace, Dian Linglan once told him that the elegant minister also obtained the right to pass the disciple level, but he was born for the sword in this life, sincere to the sword, so he finally chose a set of old The sword of the Lan power left by the real man Nian Tian Lan.
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boom!
The lightning of the sword collided with the sword light of the power of the lan, and the entire void was imdiately overwheld by a sense of supre edge. The endless sword light roared and the sword energy swept everywhere, causing the earth to be cut at extre speed and terrifying. The cracks appeared, and the slits were neat and smooth, as if they were gasified by an invisible sword.
The thunder burst, a long sword slashed out from it, the figure of the elegant minister was revealed, the white robe hunted, and the handso face unexpectedly brought a trace of enthusiasm, and the clear eyes looked up at the sky, and there was a sense of longing, as if for more The thunder blasted.
This is simply incredible!
A monk was originally full of innate fear for thunder tribulation, and even most cultivators would shake their minds and wills when facing their own thunder tribulation, affected, their combat power would decline, and fear would breed in their hearts.
But this is exactly the characteristic of swordsn in the kendo line. They are different from ordinary people. They are in the company of swords, and they are unified with swords.
Therefore, the swordsman actually has another title, that is, "sword lunatic!"
Click!
At this mont, the lightning of a sword was destroyed, and the dazzling thunder cloud above the void once again blasted the lightning of five swords!
"Good job!"
With a loud roar, the slender and fair right hand clasped the ancient long sword, the sword light, the vitality of the body surging out, the seven rounds of the supre sword evolved behind him, and the sharp aning rolled, like seven clear days, Reflecting nine heavens and ten places!
"Hundred Swords and Tribulation!"
The long sword sword in the hands of the elegant minister cuts the void, and the sword intent rises to the sky. Every sword light seems to be blasted from another world, with supre sharpness, slashing towards the thunder of the five swords. .
The black hair was stirring, the right arm of the elegant style minister was shining, and the whole person was also blooming with clear kendo glory, and his face was full of fanaticism!
Unsurprisingly, the Thunder of the Five Swords was destroyed by his extrely powerful ans, and the void disappeared.
Rumble!
The dazzling thunder cloud in the sky no longer blasted the thunder, but began to roll frantically, containing even more terrifying power, and when the thunder fell again, it would be a wave of heaven and earth cracking!
The gentleman stood holding a sword, looking up at the sky, a little light seed to flicker around his neck. With this light flickering, the energy consud in the body was regenerated magically, plus the supre sword spirit throbbing behind him, Absorbing all the essence from the world around him, constantly replenishing his consumption, providing him with endless power.
"coming!"
In the distance, Ye Wuque was also looking up at the sky. With his current cultivation level, he could naturally capture the fluctuations from Thunder Tribulation Cloud more clearly and accurately and predict the arrival of Thunder Tribulation in advance.
At this mont, this dazzling Thunder Tribulation Cloud was obviously after just saving and frantically surging, and finally released all of its power, completely chopping the handso minister, the person who crossed the Tribulation, into ashes, with no bones left.
Click!
This ti a full dozen thunderbolts fell down. It was no longer a dazzling thunder, nor a sword-shaped one. Instead, there was a hint of grey inexplicable aura in it, as if it appeared in the bright thunder cloud. With the supre kendo will, it is necessary to eliminate the taboo of the elegant minister.
Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, with coldness in it, and he looked at the sky full of thunder and robbery clouds, and felt sothing in his heart.
It seems that in the dark, so indescribable will on this sky seems to be aid at those who are on a unique path!
He didn't need to say much himself, under Kong's guidance, he embarked on the road to the extre realm. Two consecutive thunder tribulations, almost all nine deaths.
The style minister walked on the extre path of the swordsmanship line, obviously also shocked the supre will, and wanted to destroy him.
Where did these supre wills hidden in the thunder cloud co from? Why is it so targeted?
These thoughts surged in Ye Wuque's heart, but they were quickly suppressed by him and buried deep in his heart, because he knew that thinking about these with his current cultivation level was far from enough, and these questions needed to be left to the future.
Click! Rumble!
At this mont, the handso minister has completely turned into a huge lightsaber, fighting with the thunder that is constantly blasting, and the sword is soaring!
Whether it is fluctuation or power, the power of the thunder at this mont is far more than just too much, so that the elegant minister is in danger in an instant.
Fate Soul Thunder Tribulation, that was the last test for a cultivator to ascend to the sky in one step, it was naturally extrely dangerous, not to ntion Tianjiao such as Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen who were deliberately targeted.
Finally, after the deanor above the sky slashed a thunder, his body staggered, his mouth was bleeding, and he was injured!
But at this mont Thunder Tribulation is far from over.
The occurrence of this scene imdiately caused Sword Master Zhan'er to hold his right hand slightly, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.
"Persevere... Caichen, you can definitely do it!"
Zhan'er Sword Master muttered to himself, looking at his lover in the distance.
"Hahahahaha... what a fateful thunder! But if you want to kill my style minister, no matter who you are, you are not qualified!"
The handso minister stopped his body, smiled long and said, his face was already pale, but at the mont, more fanatical light and sharpness ca out of the clear eyes!
The long sword in his hand was turned over, and the sword sounded vigorously. It seed that he felt the master's mood, and the sword light broke out!
"Where my sword's edge sweeps, everything can be cut! Regardless of your supre will, to , it's just one more sword."
There is a sonorous and grandiose aning in the voice. At this mont, the deanor is bathed in the glory of kendo. There is a kind of supre deanor surging. , The sword is imperial, endless!
Click!
What responded to the handso minister was the more earth-shaking thunder, dozens of thunders smashed down together, with infinite desperate power!
The handso minister turned into a bright sword light soaring into the sky, slashing towards dozens of thunders, and moving forward!
laugh! Hum!
The long sword sweeps, the human and the sword are unified, the style and the minister are extrely strong, bathed in thunder and madness, the sword and the sword have no regrets, even the thunder!
However, the power contained in those dozens of thunderbolts is too terrifying, and even the supre kendo will blessing, is simply impossible to resist, it is simply dead and no life.
In the distance, Ye Wuque narrowed his eyes, because he saw the waves of destruction everywhere in the center of the thunder rush, the style minister was extrely tenacious, but in the end he was shattered half of his body and turned into a blood mist!
But even so, the long sword in the hands of the handso minister is still shining, never give up!
"Exit!"
Amidst the thunder tribulation cloud, a vague voice wrapped in the supre fierce coldness and fell, and all the thunders exploded together, completely flooding the half-crippled style minister, and finally split him completely!
In the void, only the simple and simple long sword still stood, groaning softly, seemingly sad.
"Caichen!"
Sword Master Zhan'er let out a mournful roar, and his beard and hair were crazy!
Seeing that the elegant minister was completely shattered by Lei Jie, his heart was full of sadness, unable to imagine all this before him.
The only calm person at the mont is Ye Wuque, because he knows that as long as the sword of the handso minister is not broken, it ans that he has not completely lived and died, and his belief and will are still there. He would rather die than surrender, and return against the sky.
Ye Wuque had also experienced this state.
Sure enough, in the next mont, a low voice that resembled a mantra of heaven and earth suddenly sounded in the void!
"Slash the sky and the earth!"
"Cut the people and the self and the origin!"
"Cut ... Ming Dao Jue!"
In the sky, the supre clean energy surged, and a figure condensed extrely quickly, it seed that there was nothing out of nothing, from birth to death, from death to life!
Brilliant ministers show cut my Ming Dao Jue to return against the sky!
Yin!
The quaint long sword burst into joy, and was gently held by a slender palm that exudes endless light!
The handso minister, full of infinite power and vitality, raised his head and looked up at the sky, cutting my Ming Dao Jue who returned from the sky at this mont.
In the next instant, a strange scene happened. The long sword in the hands of the elegant minister slowly returned to its sheath, seeming to hide all the edges.
But in the distance, Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly condensed, and a touch of expectation ca out!
"Between life and death, I have a lot of insights, so I will use you to pay tribute to the sword I realized...Zhantian..."
The sound is like a bell in the evening and the morning, and the endless sharp aning of the elegant minister is all disappeared at this mont, disappeared, and even a trace of cultivation is gone, like a mortal.
But in his voice, there was an indescribable and terrifying aura, and it seed that there was a sword power capable of piercing the sky rolling, surging, and rushing!
"...Draw swordsmanship!"
The last three words were spit out, the world suddenly brightened, and then it was radiant to the extre!
At the end of Ye Wuque's gaze, a sword light that seed like the beginning of heaven and earth burst out of its sheath. At this mont, it sublimated and climbed to an indescribable realm, as if the faith of his life was condensed in this sword!
"What a sword technique! Is this a sword technique that is understood by analogy from the technique of Zhantian and draw sword..."
Ye Wuque felt amazed. The handso minister is indeed a sacred genius, who has completely turned the "slashing the sky and drawing the sword technique" into his own.
Rumble!
Thunder robbery clouds surging, extrely angry, blasting down the last thunder!
However, everything was in vain. At this mont, the style minister's montum rose to the extre, and his combat power soared. That sword-cutting technique turned into a sword light that shattered the sky, directly destroying all thunder!
The unwilling roar reverberated, but the Thunder Jieyun finally dissipated completely.
The graceful minister stood with a sword in his white robe, and the seven rounds of supre sword spirit burst out with clear brilliance behind him, completely enveloping him.
A round of soul sun is about to rise to the sky!
In the distance, Ye Wuque smiled.
Zhan'er Sword Master smiled even more: "Hahahaha... Ninety-nine Thunders! Enough is enough!"
The Sage Master of the End of the World also showed a sense of wonder. The style ministers have survived the ninety-nine thunders, although not as good as incomplete, but also stunning enough!
In the next mont, in the void, a round of clear and flawless soul sun like a bright moon burst into the sky, radiating endless light and heat, and even more supre edge rolling across Zhongzhou, as if from outside the sky! Search " on WeChat, follow the na of the post-post work, and read the full text for free! The fastest update! say:
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