The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 7920: Three swords!

Feng Lanxi's tone was cold, and with a wave of his long sword, he rolled up the lake water and charged towards Ye Chen incessantly.

Marven Ye felt the ferocious sword power of Feng Lanxi, and his heart froze. . .

Although this battle was a competition, Feng Lanxi obviously did not intend to keep his hands, and the offensive was extremely powerful.

Since that's the case, then Ye Chen doesn't talk nonsense anymore.

"Jian Yi, Qianli Xue!"

Marven Ye shouted violently, his sword moves changed, and the power of Zhantian surged out.

The first sword of the Nine Swords of Slaying the Heavens, swiftly smashed out.

In an instant, Sen Han's sword energy evolved into a blizzard of frost and swept thousands of miles.

The entire lake surface, the lake water began to freeze, and there was even a ferocious blizzard sword energy, which spread towards the Huxin Pavilion.

In the Huxin Pavilion, the Epic Heavenly Monarch was calm, and he didn't see any movement, but the Blizzard sword energy outside was completely blocked by an invisible force, which could not hurt him at all.

The lake is frozen, and the flowers, plants and trees by the lake are also frosted, but in the pavilion in the heart of the lake, it is still warm and the tea is still steaming.

Feeling Ye Chen's powerful sword energy, Tianchu Shengzu, Ye Linyuan, Sheng Juetian and others all took a few steps back.

Ye Linyuan was very afraid in his heart, thinking: "This kid has practiced the Nine Swords of Heaven Slaying. I don't know how long it has been, and the sword is really fierce. I'm afraid that one day in the future, he will surpass me."

The Nine Swords of Slaying the Heavens was originally a sword technique created by reincarnation. When it was displayed in Ye Chen's hands, its power was stronger than anyone else's.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Feng Lanxi also cheered. Seeing the blizzard sword qi attacking the sky, the sword in the hand was swiftly dancing, the sword edge pierced the air, and sent out a sharp whistle, like an epic blooming, legendary glory, and momentum. vast.

Marven Ye's Qianli Xue sword potential collapsed and dissipated under Feng Lanxi's epic sword intent.

The frost and snow in the sky all disappeared.

Feng Lanxi's sword is like a rainbow, and the sword's turbulent wind is surging, and the tip of the sword pierces Ye Chen's heart.

From her sword, Ye Chen seems to have seen the glory of the epic of the ages. Countless ancestors have overcome thorns and thorns, one after the other, destroying the dead, and moving forward.

This sword is so powerful that it is unstoppable.

A cold sweat broke out from Ye Chen's back in an instant, and his whole body felt cold.

"The Holy Grail of Human Slaughter, stop me!"

At a critical juncture, Ye Chen sacrificed the Holy Grail of Human Slaughter and stood in front of him.

The tip of Feng Lanxi's sword, with a ding sound, stabbed the Holy Grail of Human Tu, without leaving any traces.

"What a powerful magic weapon!"

Feng Lanxi was taken aback, but did not expect that this Holy Grail, with such a strong defense, could easily block his own sword.

Even, there was an anti-shock force that rushed back towards her.

She is like a butterfly, and she uses her strength to jump back to stabilize her body.

"Epic Mirror, come!"

Immediately afterwards, Feng Lanxi gave a coquettish shout and sacrificed his magic weapon.

Om!

A crystal clear mirror emerges from the void.

The mirror, surrounded by divine light, was engraved with many ancient inscriptions, revealing the charm of a vast epic.

Ye Chen looked up at the mirror, and from the mirror, he saw many ancient pictures.

A long, long time ago, some ancient ancestors, for some reason, fell from the real world to no time and space.

In an unfamiliar time and space, they face many strange, indescribable and mysterious monsters, living in a group and warming each other.

In the mysterious world of thorns and thorns, painstaking efforts and hardships have finally opened up a territory.

Finally, those ancient ancestors, in order to commemorate the hardships along the way, beacon fires, wars, blood, life and death, etc., created an epic mirror.

The epic mirror is the legendary Wuwu artifact, which records the glorious history of the ancient ancestors, who reclaimed wasteland in Wuwu time and space, and suppressed mysterious monsters along the way.

Under the suppression of the epic mirror, Ye Chen suddenly felt suffocated and suffocated, and his whole body was under enormous pressure, as if the epic of all ages was pressing on his shoulders. The heavy history and vicissitudes almost crushed his spine.

"Is this the epic mirror?"

Ye Chen was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that the epic mirror was so powerful that it almost crushed him.

He didn't even expect that Epic Heavenly Monarch had already passed this magic weapon to Feng Lanxi.

Feng Lanxi now uses the mirror of epic to turn the tide of the battle and suppress Ye Chen.

Under the aura of the epic mirror, the lake water has condensed into a mirror surface, which reflects the magnificent picture of the ancient ancestors, conquering thorns, subduing demons and subduing demons, and continuing to cultivate fire.

"Unfortunately, it looks like I'm going to lose."

"However, being able to force the Holy Maiden of Lanxi to use the Epic Mirror is not a big deal."

Beside the lake, the ancestor of Tianchu had his hands on his back. Seeing that Ye Chen's situation was unfavorable, he sighed and admired.

Fighting a few moves, Feng Lanxi's epic mirror was forced out, and Ye Chen's strength was evident.

It's just that once the epic mirror comes out, the winner will be decided.

In the Huxin Pavilion, there was also a smile on the corner of Shi Tianjun's mouth, and he slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"What about the epic mirror? Nine swords to cut the sky, break it for me!"

Marven Ye gritted his teeth, but was unwilling to admit defeat. He stepped on the lake with the soles of his feet, holding the Heavenly Sword of Samsara, and shot out from his body.

Click!

With Ye Chen's heavy step, the mirror-like surface of the lake suddenly shattered, and the figures of him and Feng Lanxi were cut and reflected.

Marven Ye's sword carried a majestic breath of life, and he wanted to reverse the success or failure, and beheaded towards Feng Lanxi.

This sword is the third sword in the Nine Swords of Zhantian, Hanchunmang Seed!