Chapter 176 The Sword Breaks the Sky!

"Firebird!?"

On the elders' table, including Elder Wu Fa, all the elders of the outer door and the elders of the deacon are now sluggish.

What kind of martial spirit is this... ?

This is too scary!

After a while, the elder Wu Fa, who suddenly woke up, flashed his eyes, as if he had remembered something, and instantly became hot, and a frantic color burst out in his eyes, and a frantic aura emerged from the uncontrollable surging of his body. out.

Under the impact of his breath, the dozen elders around Elder Wu Fa shook their bodies and turned their heads in confusion.

I saw Elder Wu Fa, with red eyes, trembling all over his body, and a look of ecstasy on his face.

Firebird! ?

snort! This is not some Firebird Martial Spirit!

This... this is... a legend!

The fire god Suzaku, hovering in the air, a pair of phoenix eyes, golden light, wings slammed, and a flame tornado composed of two golden flames suddenly appeared, moving towards the ring, which has shrunk to a corner of the ghost realm. go.

call! call!

The golden flame tornado was extremely fast, sweeping all the way, and the large black clouds were swallowed up, sucked into the golden flame tornado, and dissipated without a trace.

After a while, when two golden flame tornadoes swept past and gradually dissipated above the ring, all the black cloud ghosts were swept away.

Only, Du Wansong, who was dumbfounded and stunned, held up the Shuangsha Spirit Sword with dim light, as stiff as petrified.

Chirp~~!

The loud phoenix ming suddenly sounded, and the loud voice roared through the sky!

Chu Yan raised his hand and waved lightly, the Suzaku Martial Spirit hovering in the air turned into a streak of golden light, dashed straight down, and instantly disappeared into Chu Yan's body.

Immediately, on and off the stage, everyone woke up at the same time, glaring at Chu Yan, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, all red, looking at Chu Yan's eyes, as if seeing a god.

"You... what kind of martial spirit are you!?"

Du Wansong, who woke up from the shock, looked ashen, glared at Chu Yan fiercely, and roared like thunder.

"Why did I tell you?" Chu Yan sneered, with a look of indifference.

"I...I killed you! Give me...die!"

Ninety-nine to one!

When Du Wansong heard the words, his face was hideous like a ghost, his blue veins burst out, and at the same time he shouted violently, the double evil spirit sword in his hand lingered and roared out. In an instant, it condensed into eighty-one sword qi...

Most of these 81 sword qi are ordinary sword qi, but there is a real lore sword qi!

"This is Du Wansong's famous stunt, "Nine Nine Returns to One Sword Art"! Be careful, Chu Yan!"

Many outside disciples in the audience recognized Du Wansong's sword skills, and in a hurry, they reminded loudly.

Eighty-one sword lights burst out of the sky, the void trembled slightly, and the sword roared in the sky.

Under the stage, some outer disciples who were close by had their eardrums trembling and their faces pale.

call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!

Eighty-one sword lights formed a rain of swords that covered the sky, covering a large space, and rolling towards Chu Yan, with a magnificent momentum and sweeping waves.

The fierce sword qi frenzy rushed towards Chu Yan!

Chu Yan's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he felt a little surprised!

But, it's just a trace...

"This swordsmanship, not bad, is stronger than the ghost domain just now!"

Chu Yan raised his hand and pinched his chin, fully opened his consciousness, locked all the eighty-one sword qi, carefully studied it, and nodded slightly as his eyes flashed.

Ninety-nine returns to one swordsmanship!

Although only one sword is true, the strongest sword is contained in the rest of the sword energy, and it changes all the time. It is difficult for ordinary warriors to distinguish, let alone resist.

However, Chu Yan's consciousness has already reached the level of invincibility in the Innate Realm. How could Du Wansong's sword escape from the lock of his consciousness.

next moment,

Chu Yan's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Although, in Chu Yan's view, Du Wansong's swordsmanship is very strong.

Moreover, between the sword moves, there is obviously a hint of sword intent, and the power is amazing.

This Du Wansong can become "the first person in the outer sect", crushing tens of thousands of outer sect disciples with absolute strength. This trick is a strange swordsmanship that no one can imagine.

"Die!"

Du Wansong saw that Chu Yan was standing still, thinking that Chu Yan, like other warriors, could not resist at all, so he couldn't help but cheer and shout.

At the same time, the figure flashed rapidly, and under the urging of True Qi, the eighty-one sword qi changed again, the speed increased sharply, turned into a stream of light, and slashed straight towards Chu Yan.

"Playing swords in front of me!? Hehe..."

Chu Yan's consciousness locked in the eighty-one sword qi after the change, the real lore sword, and then Chu Yan moved.

The black robe was flying, Chu Yan turned around suddenly, his eyes were like ice.

Draw sword!

Haotian is light, his sword is like thunder, and his speed is like lightning!

call out!

That dazzling sword light passed through the layers of sword rain and accurately slashed on one of the eighty-one sword qi.

boom!

The sword light shattered, the sword energy rolled, and the thundering sword whistled loudly.

"what!?"

"This... this is impossible!"

Du Wansong was shocked, and his triangular eyes were full of shock.

This move "Nine Nine Returns to One", even if it is an inner disciple of Lingtian Sect, may not be able to take it.

How could this Chu Yan, a kid in the Qi Refining Realm, directly see the flaws in this sword, this... is absolutely impossible!

"Could it be that he is blind?"

Du Wansong's eyes flashed, and on the basis of not believing that Chu Yan could break this sword, he finally found a reasonable explanation.

Ah~! Ah~~!

The whole face has been completely distorted, Du Wansong's beard is flying, and the whole body is crazy.

Innate Realm Sixth Layer!

hiss! hiss! hiss!

When Du Wansong's infuriating qi increased to the extreme, there was a screeching of air-conditioning from the audience!

The first person outside the door, Du Wansong! The cultivation base has reached the sixth level of the Xiantian realm!

This kind of cultivation level, even among the inner disciples, can be ranked in the middle strength, but he did not expect that he has been entrenched in the outer sect for several years.

However, this kind of cultivation strength, looking at the outer sect of the entire Lingtian Sect's tens of thousands of disciples, is definitely a well-deserved "outer sect number one".

Innate Realm Sixth Layer, all infuriating qi burst out!

A terrifying force gushed out from Du Wansong's body, rushing frantically towards the Shuangsha Spirit Sword in his hand.

In an instant, the Shuangsha Spirit Sword in Du Wansong's hand, the originally slightly dim black and white sword light suddenly skyrocketed!

Swish! Swish!

One black and one white, two sword beams, turned into two divine swords, and shot straight into the sky.

At this moment, Du Wansong's face showed a frantic look, and under the hideous face, there were all the sounds of hideous laughter that made the scalp numb.

Behind him, above the sky, one black and one white, two divine swords, the sword lights, slowly merged, turning into a sword with a black tip and a white body, a huge and bright sword.

His martial spirit, one blood-red eye, and the terrifying head of the ghost king outside the fangs, cast a black light toward the black and white sword.

In an instant, the body of the black and white two-color sword gangs skyrocketed by three points again, and the fierce sword energy rushed out, setting off a huge wave of sword energy several feet high, surging like a tidal wave, sweeping in all directions.

With a touch of blood red, Du Wansong's sword-wielding hands cracked open, and blood spilled out!

"Nether Ghost King Slash!"

crazy face! Crazy sword! Crazy cut out...

As Du Wansong roared loudly, the black and white two-color sword gang suspended in front of him suddenly slashed out.

Chu Yan's face finally showed a dignified color, his eyes burst into light, and the four cyclones in his body were running wildly, and the black Rakshasa True Qi surged out. Countless cyclones.

call out!

Chu Yan moved!