Chapter 724: Battle Song of the Sword (Tide Dragon)

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Ho ho ho ho...!

Eight tiger roars rang out in unison, and eight purple tiger fist shadows slammed towards the yellow sword glow that was coming.

Bang bang bang bang!

The tiger's fist shadow bombarded the yellow sword light and exploded head by head. The yellow sword light and the tiger's fist shadow exploded together, setting off waves of water.

Swish!

And in the mist, a yellow streamer shot in front of Luo Yu.

Holding the yellow sand broadsword in both hands, Wang Chuan slashed at Luo Yu.

The power and speed of this sword were very fast, and it struck Luo Yu's body almost in a flash, causing a lot of exclamations.

However, Wang Chuan's expression changed slightly, because he could feel that his sword was slashing through the air, without any sense of force.

Swish!

The figure dissipated, it was just a figure condensed with true essence.

"later!"

But at this moment, someone let out an exclamation, Luo Yu appeared behind Wang Chuan at some point, and punched Wang Chuan viciously.

Fist shadows whizzed over, bursting through the air.

Wang Chuan twisted his body and stood upright to block the sword. The blade was so sharp that if an ordinary person hit the blade with his fist, it would cut his fist in half.

In addition to a layer of real essence, Luo Yu's fist also had a layer of stone film, seeing Wang Chuan reacting, he withdrew most of his strength and slammed on the sword's edge.

Under the protection of the true essence and Luoshi fist membrane, he was not injured.

The strength caused Wang Chuan and Luo Yu to take a few steps back.

Luo Yu's expression became solemn, Wang Chuan's reaction ability was also very fast, not much slower than him.

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What he didn't know was that Wang Chuan was a well-known militant in Wei State. He usually travels around the provinces and borders of Wei State to challenge the masters of the Spiritual Realm from all walks of life.

This actual combat experience is also honed through battle after battle, and Wang Chuan has never lost a single defeat in the Spiritual Realm.

The fact that Wang Chuan has such a high popularity in Wei State is not only because he is the number one young master on the Rising Dragon Ranking, he is also the pinnacle of the great warriors in Wei State's Spiritual Realm. This is Wang Chuan's own strength to show the world.

"Hahaha... Well, what a Wangchuan, what a yellow sand broadsword, he is a strong enemy worthy of drawing the sword"

Luo Yu laughed out loud suddenly, and his eyes shone with joy, like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman, or a hungry ghost seeing a feast.

Wang Chuan is a belligerent, isn't Luo Yu? He is more eager to fight against a strong enemy. Only a real strong enemy can stimulate the blood in his body, and a real strong enemy can make him progress.

Front...!

Luo Yu's naked back trembled, and the purple sword turned into a purple light and appeared in Luo Yu's hand.

Luo Yu held the sword in one hand, and lightly supported the purple sword surface engraved with exquisite dragon patterns with the other hand, as if he was stroking his lover, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Wangchuan, this sword is called Zique, it weighs 11,000 catties, it is made of meteoric iron from the stars, it is the pinnacle of the fifth-grade treasure rank, and I have drank the blood of all spirits for many years. You are worth fighting with him."

Luo Yu looked at Zi Que as if looking at a friend, looking at a brother.

The Purple Que Giant Sword used to weigh more than 11,000 jin, but after being continuously tempered by the energy of blood essence to remove some impurities, it is evolving.

The strength and sharpness of Zique has reached the top-grade treasure, but it still lacks an inscription pattern to reach the top-grade treasure.

And this inscription pattern cannot be inscribed, only the bloodthirsty nine-refined dragon pattern of the Zique Giant Sword can be condensed out by itself.

"Eleven thousand catties!"

Wang Chuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, and when he saw the thin layer of blood demon surrounding the purple sword, it was indeed a murderous soldier who drank countless blood.

"Very good. The name of the sword is Huangsha. It weighs 7,500 catties. It is made of Huangtian cold iron. It is at the peak of the fifth-grade treasure rank. It has also been fighting with me for many years."

Wang Chuan said calmly.

The two looked at each other.

"Hahaha……"

Then the two burst out into a burst of laughter, and there was joy in the laughter.

Millions of people on both sides of the strait did not understand why the two laughed. Ye Han, who is also a sword practitioner, understood that the two laughed because they had found a strong opponent.

Ye Han's heart also had a rush of enthusiasm, wishing he could rush up and fight the two of them.

"Luo Yu!"

"Forget River!"

"Fight with all your might!"

After the two suddenly yelled, one of them carried the Zique giant sword and the other carried the yellow sand broadsword and rushed towards each other.

The howling river wind blew the long hair of the two men, the rock-like cheeks, and the robes whistling.

And the only thing that can't be blown away is that pair of eyes that are as sharp as sword lights, and that strong heart that yearns for the pinnacle of martial arts.

war!

Dang dang dang...!

As soon as the two of them collided like meteors, a series of metal clashing sounds resounded on the river bank.

Sparks flashed, waves of air blasted away, river waves rolled and roared, and sword lights criss-crossed.

The two of them were like two phantoms constantly handing over and colliding, and all that could be heard was the ear-piercing sound of the sword.

That's Zique cheering, the yellow sand roaring, that's the battle song written by the sword!

Everyone on the two halves of the river bank held their breath, stared wide-eyed, and looked at the fighting duo indifferently.

As for the great martial artist in the Spiritual Realm with spiritual consciousness, his spiritual consciousness had already enveloped the fighting range of the two of them, and then a look of horror appeared on his face.

"Break the knife and cut off the flow!"

Luo Yu's nine swords slashed at Wang Chuan non-stop at the most terrifying speed.

Dangdangdang...!

The chain of nine swords was struck in a tenth of a second, and the speed of the lightning and flint was so fast that Wang Chuan waved his sword like a shield and kept swaying, and kept retreating.

Bang bang bang bang...!

Every time he took a step back, the unloaded strength and true essence would shake up a layer of water waves tens of meters high, and the Mohe River was boiling and rolling.

In the ninth step, Wang Chuan retreated nine steps in a row, and also blocked Luo Yu's extremely fast nine swords.

Among all the sword weapons, the Kaifeng epee, that is, the Zique giant sword, has the most attack power.

And when it comes to defensive power, the broad sword like Huangsha is the most powerful. Once swung, it is like a shield. The defense is impenetrable and hard to hurt by ten thousand arrows.

"Wang Chuan, try this sword again"

Luo Yu hit Huangsha's sword face with a sword and flew back, raised the giant Zique sword in his hand above his head, and slashed down towards Wang Chuan angrily.

"Six Sword Intents, Overlord Sword Returns to Heart!"

Six purple sword shadows emerged, and a huge purple sword light more than ten meters long cut out.

The six purple sword shadows merged into the sword light, and the sword light exploded again, and the power of this sword was six times stronger than before!

Like a sky-shattering blow, the sword glow slashed towards Wang Chuan.

The sword glow hadn't arrived yet, but the huge coercion and sword energy it carried created a gust of wind, the river was tumbling, and the willow trees by the river were shattered inch by inch by the sword energy.

cut!

Wang Chuan's expression was extremely solemn, and a khaki sword light suddenly lit up on his body, covering his whole body.

The yellow sand broadsword in his hand swung non-stop, forming a ball of light composed of yellow sword light.

Boom boom boom...!

The sword finally slashed towards Wang Chuan under the anticipation of everyone, and the purple sword light became the only light in the river, drowning Wang Chuan's body.

boom!

The Mohe River, tens of meters deep, exploded, the water surged to the sky, and all the sediment and gravel at the bottom of the river were shaken out. The Mohe River unexpectedly stopped flowing for a moment!

The power of this sword is so terrifying!