Wu Dong Qian Kun Chapter 721: The Confrontation of the Emperor’s Sutra
Chapter 721
Clang!
An extremely crisp sound of golden iron spread out on the stage, and the sharp swordsman swept away. The two figures were both abruptly retreating dozens of steps, and at the place where they stood, the thick floor It was also the Sword Qi that infiltrated it, and the quake was smashed into powder.
The two offensives are both extremely fierce and fierce. The titles of the first generation of Daozong's younger generation and the second place on the Denomination Wanted list do not seem to come from nothing.
Ying Xiaoxiao's body is steady, her light cheeks have now been permeated with a thick and dignified color. After the previous engagement, she can already feel that Wang Yan's strength is not inferior to her. Today's battle may not be easy for her, but ...
In order to prevent Wang Yan from winning the competition disciples' command, she must stop him anyway!
In the clear eyes, the light flashes, and you should smile on your cheeks, and a sudden appearance of decisive color suddenly emerges. When your body moves, it swept up in the air, and then your hands are slender, and the lightning flashes make a dazzling impression. .
Buzz!
And with the change of the Yingxiao method, everyone can clearly feel that the fluctuations in the power of this world are some signs of boiling.
And when the power of heaven and earth is boiling, the body that should be smiling should also have a strong light emitting from it, looking extremely dazzling.
"This is ... Master Xiaoxiao is about to use the emperor scripture ..."
Many disciples are watching such a change in the sky, and then, their faces are filled with a strong shock, apparently never thought that they should use the Emperor's Sutra to laugh so quickly Killer 锏.
"Don't want to drag on ..."
Lin Dong is also aware of the horrible fluctuations in Ying Xiaoxiao's body, his lips are slightly squinting. It seems that Ying Xiaoxiao also understands that Wang Yan has extremely rich combat experience. If it is dragged on for a long time, it will be found by the other party. In this case, it might as well be clear and easy, with the Emperor's Sutra, maybe it can change some forms.
The majestic waves are like waves, centered on Ying Xiaoxiao, swept away in all directions, the whole world. As if all were dimmed at this moment.
"Brother Wang Yan, I know you have hatred, but some things are hard to do now, some hatreds are not forgotten, and later. There will always be a time for debt collection." Ying Xiao smiled and hung up in the sky. His eyes locked on Wang Yan below, and his soft voice passed slowly.
"Do you continue to bear so much humiliation?"
On the face of Wang Yanmo's face, there seemed to be a sense of sarcasm. He glanced at the high seat, then shook his head, and said in a low voice, "I can't stand it."
"Go ahead, but if you are so kind and soft-hearted. I will not be merciful again. On the sect competition, those beasts of Yuanmen will not have any softness to you!" Wang Yan looked up, his eyes began to look cold The cohesive, cold voice caused many Daozong disciples to chill.
Seeing Wang Yan remains so stubborn. There should be a touch of helplessness in Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes, and then take a breath, suppressing the emotions in his heart, the changing fingerprints, suddenly frozen.
Boom!
Heavenly world power. Like a giant wave, crazy cohesion behind Ying Xiaoxiao. The next wave, the giant wave surged behind him and turned into a giant lightsaber of nearly a hundred feet!
As soon as the lightsaber appeared, the sky nearby seemed to be distorted. Most of the Taoist disciples became pale at this moment. They could feel the diffused light on the lightsaber. Destroying waves, if this sword is split down at them, I am afraid that even ashes will not be left.
The lightsaber has the terrible power of splitting the world!
"Awesome emperor scripture ..."
Lin Dong's eyes looked at the giant sword in the sky with amazement, even the violent fluctuations from it, even he was extremely frightened. The four great sutras of this sect are really well-deserved. ..
"The Emperor's Scriptures, Datianmo Yunjian!"
Under the confluence of countless eyes, Ying Xiaoyu took out her hand, and then grasped the giant lightsaber distantly, and next time she drank coldly, she burst into her mouth, and at the same time, she His figure appeared directly on top of the giant sword, and then his palm waved suddenly.
Oh!
With the falling of Ying Xiaoxiaoyu's hand, the giant lightsaber suspended above the sky also turned the tip of the sword at this moment, and then rushed straight towards Wang Yan from above the sky.
Oh!
A dazzling trace left by the lightsaber is also left from the virtual Wu Kong. The appearance, like the space, is split by this sword.
The earth below has broken as much as possible at this moment. The terrible swords have not yet fallen, and the unmatched sword wind has penetrated and split the huge field into two halves.
The terrible wind pressure pressed Wang Yan's robe tightly against his body, but he still looked up, and in his eyes, the giant sword quickly zoomed in.
"Is the emperor scripture ..."
The face of Wang Yandanmo seemed to move, and then, a low muttering voice came out of his mouth: "Did you forget, am I also a disciple of the Tiandian ..."
Boom!
With Wang Yan's voice falling, suddenly the violent elemental force erupted from its body, and the elementary force of its whole world was boiling at this moment, and finally it was directly in that space distortion, and it was also turned into one. The giant lightsaber is not much weaker than the lightsaber condensed by Ying Xiaoxiao.
Between the two, only the lightsaber that should be smiling is inclined to the dark blue color, and the handle of Wang Yan has a dark light surge, which looks deeper and colder.
"It is also the Emperor's Sutra!"
Countless eyes looked at the giant sword condensed behind Wang Yan, and then, on the top of the mountain, there was a continuous exclaiming voice.
Lin Dong's eyes looked at this scene with a condensed eye. Wang Yan was also a disciple of the Temple of Heaven. He possessed the Emperor's Sutra, which is not an incredible thing.
"Datian Moyun Sword!"
The astounding glance did not let Wang Yan's complexion change at all. His sleeve robe suddenly waved, and the black giant lightsaber rushed out. At the same time, his figure also appeared on the scene. Above the giant sword, and later generations of swords met, and slammed against the lightsaber that fell from the sky.
Two bright lights. Like two meteors across the sky. Then under the gaze of countless eyes, they collided!
Boom!
The impacted Jain, as if the heavens and the earth are shaking, terrible sharp sword light swept open, surrounded by dozens of huge platforms, all under the sword light, were shattered into pieces, some of the surrounding Daozong disciples. Also hurried back, for fear of being involved.
On the sky, black and blue lights are eroding madly, and the scenes that cover the sky are like the end of the day.
Oh!
The fierce swordman shouted and whispered. Peel off a ray of green silk. And her eyes cleared, but she was staring closely at Wang Yan who was close at hand, and then a bite of silver teeth, the three-foot Qing Feng flashed out, directly carrying Wang Yan's throat with an unusually harsh gas. And go.
Wang Yan looked at Ying Xiaoxiao and other fierce offensives, but he did not dodge unexpectedly. Instead, he grabbed it with one palm, which was to use his palm to resist Ying Xiaoxiao. This is enough to strengthen an eight yuan nirvana. The man easily split into two sword awns.
Looking at this scene. Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes also changed. She looked at Wang Yan's stubble and scarred face, her teeth biting her lips.
嗤.
In the spot where Jian Mang will eventually penetrate Wang Yan's palm, Ying Xiaoxiao still has a bitter smile on his cheek, and then the sword suddenly eases.
Squeak!
While her sword was slowing down, Wang Yan's flesh palm was already holding the three-footed Qing Feng in Ying Xiaoxiao's hand. The sharp swordmang made Wang Yanman's blood in an instant, but he turned a blind eye to it, just staring at the latter. Eventually shook his head slightly, and said husky: "I told you. Don't keep your hands ..."
"Now, I am no longer the Brother Wang Yan you knew before ... smile, don't blame me."
Wang Yan's eyes were dark and dim, while the other palm was bursting out like lightning, carrying the power of extreme violentness, printed on the shoulder of Ying Xiaoxiao.
Oh!
The violent force erupted like a volcano. Ying Xiaojiao's body trembled. There was a muffled humming voice in her throat, her body shape fell down, and finally some wolverines fell on the ground. The voice directly scared Ying Huanhuan in the distance and turned pale.
Oh!
Ying Xiaoxiao's figure just landed, a ghostly figure followed closely, and then she did not wait for her to resist. A black epee with cold air had already arrived at her. before.
"You lost ..."
Wang Yan bowed his head, staring indifferently at the pale face of Ying Ying, who said slowly.
When the scene was full, Ying Quehuan was silent. The Ying Huanhua who was looking at this scene was stunned, her face was as pale as paper, and the most disturbing scene in her heart finally appeared ...
"Can you declare the result?" Wang Yan looked up, looking at the deacon, said lightly.
The deacon heard the words and hesitated for a moment, then immediately looked at Ying Xuanzi on the high platform seat, the latter's complexion remained unshakable, but only with Chen Zhen who was sitting beside him was he able to When he saw the back of his seat with palms, some tiny cracks cracked.
Under the deacon's gaze, Ying Xuanzi finally nodded slightly.
"This contest, Wang Yansheng!"
Seeing this, the deacon sighed in his heart, then announced loudly.
The voice came out, but on the top of the mountain, there was a silence, and Wang Yan ignored it. He retracted the epee, turned and walked away, and the indifferent voice spread when he turned: "Clan competition At the beginning, I will come again. "
Ying Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Yan's back. At this time, the old Tiantian Sister, who had always been strong and never showed a weak side in front of people, her eyes were reddened.
"Sister."
Ying Huanhuan hurried to Ying Xiaoxiao's side. She looked at the latter's red eye circles, and suddenly panicked. The tears in her big eyes had a tendency to roll down.
The whole mountain top was in a strange silence. Everyone looked at Wang Yan who turned away with a black epee, and his complexion was extremely complicated.
Hey, it's annoying ...
Looking at the top of the mountain that was so dull and depressed, Lin Dong sighed and rubbed his eyebrows. He seemed to froze for a moment, and finally came out slowly.
Oh!
Linna came out of Lin Dong. There were countless sights all around. Even Ying Yingxiao and Ying Huanhuan turned around in the field. He showed it.
"Brother Wang Yan, the hall test is not over yet. Go now, maybe a little earlier ..."
Under the eyes of doubt, the thin young man seemed to helplessly spread his hands, and then his voice rang in this sky. (To be continued)
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