Chapter 145: Sword-Rushing Style!

Jianmang and Daojin collided, and a shocking scene happened.

The sword strength released by Qin Jiang, as soon as it touched the sword glow, it shattered, turned into a radiant strength, rushed in all directions, and disappeared without a shadow.

And the body of the divine sword transformed by the sword glow, unabated, like a meteor chasing the moon, slashing straight towards Qin Jiang.

what! ?

Qin Jiang saw that his sword light was completely broken, his face changed greatly, and his whole body shook in shock.

Originally saw that Chu Yan was suddenly sluggish, and withdrew his body technique. With joy, he cut out a knife with all his strength, but he did not expect that Chu Yan, who had suddenly woken up, was smashed with one sword.

This... in the blink of an eye, this change is too great.

Seeing the sword light coming straight, Qin Jiang's face was dignified, his whole body was surging with true energy, poured into the golden saber in his hand, and suddenly blocked.

clang!

Click!

Jianmang slashed on top of the long golden sword in Qin Jiang's hand, and made a deafening sound of gold and arrows intersecting.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of breaking, but it was the innate spiritual treasure golden sword in Qin Jiang's hand. When it was broken into two pieces, it was directly cut by Jianmang.

Most of the strong sword glow was removed by the golden sword of the innate spiritual treasure level, and only one strand remained, but after the golden sword was broken, it was still cut forward.

scoff!

Strings of sparks appeared on the golden armor on Qin Jiang's chest, and at the same time, a string of sparks shone.

Finally, the sword glow was exhausted and disappeared without a trace!

Qin Jiang slowly looked down and saw a black sword mark on the golden bra, three inches in length. The black mark floated on the golden armor and looked extremely dazzling!

This... how is this possible! ?

Qin Jiang's eyes were sluggish, he blindly glanced back and forth at the sword mark on his chest and the broken knife in his hand, his face was as pale as paper!

This is just one more point of arrogance, he is not already cut in two!

hiss!

He took a sharp breath and stared at Chu Yan who was not far away. Qin Jiang only felt a coldness that penetrated his bone marrow!

This child is too terrifying. Even during the battle, he can still break through the realm of sword intent. If it is a few more years, what height will he grow to?

"No... No, this son must not stay!"

Qin Jiang's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he looked at Chu Yan viciously, his face immediately turned hideous.

"The tiger roars across the country!"

Qin Jiang threw away the broken golden sword and stepped out with his right foot. The aura on his body soared into the sky, and a violent and domineering punch burst out.

With a punch, the power was startling. With Qin Jiang as the center, the violent energy suddenly rushed to all directions. Several warriors or disciples of the sect who were close were suddenly blown away by these scattered energy, and their bodies were like rags. Tossed into the air.

The sound of beast roaring and tiger roaring, roaring in the air...

That punch with endless coercion rushed to Chu Yan in an instant.

what…! ! !

Chu Yan's whole body's true qi skyrocketed, and the white tiger martial spirit behind him suddenly rushed out. Thousands of white lights shot out countless white lights like golden suns descending into the world. In an instant, everything around him shone.

Roar!

The white tiger martial soul roared up to the sky, and with a tiger roar, the fist force suddenly burst out, and the beast roar and tiger roar that the original fist force brought with it disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the pressure of the five beasts shrouded in Chu Yan disappeared in an instant. On the contrary, after the white tiger's martial spirit roared, two white lights shot out from his eyes, shining on Qin Jiang.

In an instant, Qin Jiang only felt cold all over his body, his body was as stiff as ice, and beads of sweat rolled down.

The coercion of the king of beasts...!

The coercion of the Beast Soul God of War...!

The coercion of Martial Soul Supreme...!

Chu Yan's eyes were cold, just like the White Tiger Martial Spirit behind him. Two white lights shot out of his eyes. He held the sword and pointed directly at Qin Jiang. He raised his right hand and shouted softly.

"Tai Yi Yuan Qi Palm!"

At this time, the two cyclones in Chu Yan's body were spinning like flying,

The majestic black infuriating energy rose up, like a black fog covering everything within three steps.

At the same time as Chu Yan snorted softly, a black palm print rushed out of the black mist and shot towards Qin Jiang.

boom!

Taiyi Yuanqi Palm and Qin Jiang's fist mark collided fiercely, but there was no sound of explosion.

The black Taiyi Yuanqi palm print directly slammed into the air, squeezing the fist to pieces, and the qi strength scattered, and even a part of it was integrated into the Taiyi Yuanqi palm, still rushing towards Qin Jiang.

Clang!

A crisp long sword scabbard sounded!

When Qin Jiang stared dumbfoundedly at the black palm print rushing towards him, a bright light suddenly flashed across the black mist.

"Haotian Sword Intent's rushing sword style!"

The sword pierced through the black fog, as if piercing the top of the sky, the eternal ancient sword body transformed by the sword glow, with the sound of the rumbling sword, shattered the void, and shot out.

At the same time, the white tiger mythical beast hidden in the black mist roared up to the sky, and two white rays of light showed through the tiger's eyes and shot on the Clear Sky Sword.

call out!

The sword glowed with white light, nearly ten times thicker, and the sound of sword slamming in the sky was accompanied by the sound of divine beasts and tigers roaring.

bump!

Immediately afterwards, the black palm print patted on top of Qin Jiang's thick body-protecting infuriating energy, making a muffled sound.

Qin Jiang's whole body was shocked. Seeing that the black palm print was blocked by his own body-protecting infuriating energy, it shattered and disappeared into nothingness.

"Hahaha... A qi-refining ant, actually thinking... uh!"

Qin Jiang, who was laughing wildly up to the sky, before he finished speaking, suddenly, his brows wrinkled, his face full of shock.

Qin Jiang felt the infuriating energy in his body, and suddenly stagnated, the operation was extremely slow, and it was not much different from stagnation.

hum!

Immediately afterwards, the body-protecting infuriating energy in his body disappeared without a trace!

At this moment, a sharp and sharp sword energy came to kill, and the time was just right!

puff!

The blood splattered, and the Eternal Ancient Divine Sword body transformed by the sword light passed through Qin Jiang's body without any obstruction.

Qin Jiang, the leader of the first battalion of the Tiger Roar Legion of Yundun Kingdom, died!

With a wave of Chu Yan's hand, he put away Qin Jiang's body, and unfolded the Qianshan stepping on the snow, and instantly disappeared from the scene!

...

Thirty miles away, above Mofeng City Tower.

A fat old man in a gray robe, his face trembled slightly, his eyes that were originally narrowed into slits suddenly opened, and a ray of light flashed.

"That's right, that's right! Killing someone in a world, even though it's dangerous! This son is commendable!"

He reached out and patted his stomach, layers of fat rippling like waves, trembling suddenly and shaking.

"It seems that this trip is worthwhile! It's worth it, wait for him when I return to the sect! Finally a good show begins... Hahaha!"

Before the words were finished, the figure of the fat old man slowly faded and disappeared without end. It seemed that such a person had never appeared in that place.

Except for the sound of laughter echoing in the air, everything was calm again!

...

on the battlefield.

Chu Yan unfolded his movements and ran towards where Su Xing and Sun Jie were.

At this time, his inner qi was exhausted, his internal organs were trembling, and he had reached the point where the oil was exhausted.

The palm and sword just now, coupled with the White Tiger Martial Spirit, almost squeezed out the last strand of True Qi from the two cyclones in the body.

If Qin Jiang is not dead, as long as he punches back, Chu Yan will die on the spot!

Now, relying on the small amount of True Qi generated by the cyclone in his body, Chu Yan used Qianshan to tread the snow, and quickly retreated to Su Xing and Sun Jie's side, exhaling a long breath.