Chapter 449: One Move to Liwei

Real Wuya's face sank like water, his body was fixed, and he swung the copper money magic sword with his backhand, and from an extremely tricky angle, he went straight to Yan Han's vital point behind his back.

The Copper Coin Magic Sword blazed brightly, lines surfaced, purple lightning entangled, Dao marks intertwined, and there were bursts of sword sounds, and the dense sword energy burst out. Although it was only a three-foot short sword, it carried a sense of shock. The power of the heart.

I saw that the copper coin method sword was shining coldly, and the sword gang was surging, like an angry dragon coming out of the abyss, and there was a peerless chill between the attacks.

Just this move of the real Wu Ya, many people in the arena were shocked and dumbfounded. There are also some masters and masters weighing in their hearts, if they are facing the sword of Wu Ya, how should they break it.

Real Wu Ya is definitely not a persimmon, many people in the field realized it!

After all, he is in the Profound Realm, so how could he be so vulnerable?

Those who were worried that Daoist Wu Ya would be instantly killed all had a wry smile in their hearts.

"Is this the legendary magic weapon? It's too scary!" Someone from the audience exclaimed.

"What is this? I heard that there is a canopy ruler in the Panlong Temple, a secret treasure that can suppress mountains. When this ruler is released, the sky and the earth will change color, and even a mountain can be crushed. I don't know if the real Wuya has it with him."

"There should be treasures in Yan Han. I have seen this battle."

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Yan Han dodged Wuya's sharp first strike, but the second strike with his backhand made his face change wildly and he felt pressured.

"What? Court death!"

Yan Han yelled loudly, and hurriedly backed away. He didn't expect that Daoist Wuya's swordsmanship is so good, even compared with some masters of swordsmanship, each move is fiercer than the next, making it hard to guard against. If it was an ordinary sword, he could shake it with his bare hands, but he had to be careful with the power of the magic weapon.

Moreover, Master Wuya poured the five thunder palms of Tiangang into the copper coin magic sword, the thunder light jumped, and the purple electricity was entangled, which made him dare not shake it with bare hands, because the skills inherited from the Xiangxi Qushimen are biased. Yin partial evil, born to be restrained.

However, the copper money magic sword followed like a shadow, attached to his bones, and was almost about to hit him. His retreating speed was already extremely fast, but the real Wu Ya chased him even faster.

I saw that the feet of the real person Wuya are like floating lights and moving shadows,

It doesn't look real. His feet seemed to have lifted off the ground and floated into the air, with a kind of artistic conception of gliding on the waves.

This is clearly a superb light work footwork!

The grandmasters on the stage all stared straight, they had never seen such superb lightness footwork.

Master Wu Ya is a beginner, and his Floating Light and Glittering Steps are still jerky, otherwise the sword would have struck Yan Han's body.

All martial arts in the world are fast or not!

Let you do everything you can, and I will break it "quickly"!

Everyone in the arena dropped their jaws in shock. Unexpectedly, they were suppressed by real Wu Ya just after the severe cold started, and they were caught off guard. He is the second most powerful person on the master list, but Wu Ya is not listed on the real person list, which is really surprising.

Although Wu Ya was suspected of a sneak attack, this result was still very surprising.

Yan Han's face was blushing, and seeing that a copper coin magic sword from the real Wu Ya was about to hit him, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted a mouthful of true yang blood on the tip of his tongue towards the real man Wu Ya.

Then he pinched out strange seals with both hands like lightning, shouted aloud, and uttered a spell, "Order the true blood to turn into a black sword!"

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and a blood glow suddenly appeared in the sky, making half of the sky red, and the tongue-tip of true yang blood spurted out by the severe cold suddenly turned into a red sword, sharp as a snake, and as fast as lightning , stabbing away at the real Wuya, the void seemed to be torn apart, and there was a clanging sound like a sharp blade piercing the sky.

"Desperate corpse magic technique, Zhenyang Demon Killing Knife!" A master exclaimed with his eyes fixed.

The Zhenyang Demon Slaying Knife is the supreme killing technique of the Zombie Sect, and it has the best effect when it is used unexpectedly, it is famous in the world of magic arts. Yan Han once used this skill to defeat the sword king Wu Canghai. It was a battle that shocked the world and wept ghosts and gods. To this day, many masters in the field still remember it fresh and unforgettable.

The True Yang Demon Slaying Knife is neither gold nor iron, but a profound knife made of the blood of the True Yang. Within three to five feet, it is swung vertically and horizontally, nothing can stop it, and it can be used on people. Those who were struck by lightning died on the spot.

Clang!

Daogang and Jianmang slashed together, as if two real swords were colliding, sparks shot out, endless energy surged wildly, rocks and ground were shattered, and the world was in chaos.

The sword light was disillusioned in an instant, but the true blood knife gang still had lingering power. Master Wuya chopped several times with his sword again, and finally wiped out the True Blood Daogang.

At this time, Yan Han had retreated ten meters away in a flash, his silver hair was disheveled, and he was a little embarrassed. A piece of navy blue cloth floated down from the air, and it was astonishing that a corner of Yan Han's robe was cut off.

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone was shocked.

"This real Wuya is so powerful! Just entering the Profound Realm, he can compete with real Wuya, this time the Wuzong Conference will definitely be a blockbuster." Xingyimen Zhao Wendong muttered to himself, his eyes full of envy. It was a blockbuster, why didn't he want to?

"Yeah, it's really unexpected. The orthodox orthodox lineage of Longhu Mountain is really extraordinary. It can be compared with other orthodox lines in the middle and late stages of the profound realm." Guo Bao was also shocked, and suddenly asked Ye Tian again. He said: "Brother Ye, you and this real Wu Ya belong to Jiangnan, do you recognize this person?"

"Nonsense, of course I recognize him, he is my apprentice." Ye Tian said lightly.

As soon as he said this, Guan Weiwei almost spit out a mouthful of salt soda, this serious nonsense was not funny at all.

Guo Bao sneered and said, "You can die without bragging?"

"Yeah, you seem very honest, why do you like talking nonsense so much?" Guan Weiwei said speechlessly.

Zhao Wendong curled his lips and sneered, expressing his contempt for such nonsense people.

"Whoever is talking nonsense, what I said is true. If you don't believe it, forget it." Ye Tian looked serious.

"If you are so good, would you dare to go up and fight later?" Guo Bao urged.

"A bunch of chickens and dogs. If you can't win with martial arts, there is nothing to fight. I am the god of war of Shura. If you want to fight with me, you must at least have the level of a martial arts saint."

"You...sister!" Guo Bao was so startled that he was so frightened that he wanted to give him a big mouth and make him talk nonsense.

"Speak seriously." Guan Weiwei suddenly became serious, and said, "Ye Xiuluo, just now I found that old man Yan was looking at you, so he should have spotted you. Why don't you leave here quickly, or the corpse door might be closed Hands on you."

Ye Tian threw the two young men of the Yan family out of the bus for her, and the Yan family would definitely not let it go.