Chapter 1105

Jin Shining raised her head proudly, and said coldly, "Miscellaneous Xiu, are you questioning this king, or are you looking for death?"

The Shulou Longsu round fan in gorgeous attire swayed lightly, and said with a smile, "Sure enough, he is a guy who doesn't listen to people's words. Buddha sword, I can't tell him."

Fojian didn't intend to talk nonsense anymore, and he was not a person who liked nonsense.

"Say it, don't say it, don't say it!"

In Leng Ran's 21 words, the killing intent suddenly appeared, the Buddha dish was unsheathed, the sky suddenly thundered, the huge Buddhist holy power appeared, and the swastika imprint appeared on the back, and an angry King Kong appeared.

Jin Shining frowned, and wanted to open the King's Treasure and attack directly, but at this moment, a huge coercion reappeared in the sky.

The sea of ​​clouds was churning, and the most quintessential wind sword intent spread across the sky. Man-made, the whole world has been filled with chilling sword intent, and there seemed to be countless sounds of sword sounds faintly ringing in the ears. Even the sacred power of Buddhism that the Buddha Sword said was suppressed.

Everyone raised their heads, and the transcendent and peerless swordsman descended from the sky.

"Holding your head up thousands of hills, screaming proudly in the wind; you can find an opponent and discuss the sword together, and the heights are too cold."

The peerless figure fell down, the silk cloak was raised slightly, and he pointed at Jin Shining, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Madman, pay for my life!"

"Wind Trace." Jianzi Xianji said in a low voice when he saw the person coming.

"This guy is in trouble." Shulou Longsu shook his head, the round fan lightly covered his face, and he glanced at Jin Shan, full of gloating.

With a high killing intent, the rotating long sword was thrown from the cloak on the back, and the cold light came out of the sheath in an instant, Feng Zhihen showed the supreme swordsmanship, and rushed towards Jin Shanshan impressively.

"The vengeance in white clothes, Feng Zhihen will deal with it, but this friendship will be recorded by Feng Zhihen." Before the voice fell, the sword had arrived.

Quickly...quickly surpassed cognition, under the first sword, Jin Xingshan suddenly became popular.

"This guy... what's going on!" A thought flashed in his mind, the wind came again, and there was a chill on his neck. Before he thought about it, the King's Treasure opened, and a slender sword appeared in front of his neck to block it.

when!

The sound of gold and iron clanging appeared, and the glittering golden treasure was instantly blown away, but because he subconsciously took a step back, although bloodstains appeared on his neck, he was only cut through a layer of skin, and he was not fatally injured. harm.

"Damn miscellaneous cultivators!" Amidst the angry voice, the King's Treasure opened, and Noah's Ark appeared, and he jumped onto it in an instant. The figure quickly pulled away, and the King's Treasure behind him opened wide, and the light of countless treasures emerged from it .

But...there was no Wind Scar in front of him.

"Not good!" Jin Xingxian was already extremely vigilant in his heart. Faced with this situation, he pulled out the blood-colored long sword in the treasure house beside him, and slashed back without thinking.

"The wind leaves traces!"

The breeze blew by, but it turned into a deadly sword intent. It was the first time that Jin Xingxian met a swordsman who had already mastered this kind of swordsmanship. Even if he had the treasure of the king, he could only be suppressed by the opponent at an absolute disadvantage.

When the two swords met, Jin Xingshan was shocked, and got a new injury on his body, but the figure left Noah's Ark immediately and jumped into the air.

Since the beginning of the fight, the trace of the wind has given him tremendous pressure, and he has been extremely aggrieved.

The biggest problem is that the opponent's speed is too fast, even King's Treasure can't lock the target, and the shots are so calm that he doesn't even give himself a chance to counterattack. Even the oldest king has never seen it.

It's not that he can't fight in close combat, nor can he fight in close combat. In the time before he got the treasure of the king, he also relied on his own hard power to gain his status and reputation, but the treasure of the king was too easy to use for countless years later, plus The strength of the Deviant Sword has ruined the ability of melee combat.

But his vision is still there. As far as the opponent's strength is concerned, he may have surpassed the Yagami who fought against him last time.

...

In the sky, after witnessing the whole process of the battle, Lan Ran raised his eyes and said, "This swordsman named Fengzhihen has such a terrifying sword intent and terrifying speed. The King of Heroes is already very strong, but Being forced, even King's Treasure couldn't lock the target.

The most frightening thing is that the swordsman's speed is very strange. It seems that it is not pure speed, but also mixed with an inexplicable feeling. lower his sword. "

In the previous chat with Xuan, he already knew a lot of information about Jin Xingxian, because he felt that Jin Xingxian's name was a bit weird, so he chose to call him the King of Heroes.

447 Xuan nodded and said, "That's right, but don't underestimate this guy, Jin Xingxian, he just didn't adapt to the opponent's style of play, and he was injured several times, not because the opponent didn't want to kill, but because his king's treasure followed. The change, coupled with his own cautious defensive posture, made it impossible for the opponent to kill him with a single sword, otherwise, even in a split second, Wang Zhibao would shoot the Wind Trace into a sieve."

"It's a wonderful battle. Sure enough, the number of strong people in this world is beyond imagination." Lan Ran sighed softly, and glanced at Xuan with seemingly nothing.

Xuan just laughed twice and didn't answer.

...

When people are in the air, they can’t take advantage of their strength. Jin Xingshan didn’t look at the opponent’s figure at all, and he didn’t aim at the opponent’s figure. The King’s Treasure behind him opened wide, and countless treasures turned into rays of light and shot towards Noah’s Ark. No one left. any gaps.

No matter how fast you are, it doesn't matter how fast you are, there is no room for dodge under my large-scale attack, and as long as you keep the distance, the endless treasures of King's Treasure will eventually overwhelm you.

On the "Noah's Ark", the figure of the white swordsman reappeared, and the sky was filled with treasures. There was only coldness in the eyes of the sword.

Chapter 034

"Magic flow sword!"

The long sword stood up, and in an instant, Fengzhi split into two parts, and a black-clothed swordsman exactly like him appeared, splitting together with the long sword in his hand. ※Miscellaneous$Journal$Insect※

Two identical figures, one happy and calm, the other wild and crazy, are exactly the strongest state of Fengzhi, Moliu Sword, Fengzhi!

"Sword, magic flame!"

After the magic flow sword appeared, the long sword in his hand was held high, and the cultivation base of the world was displayed. The magic flame rose from the long sword in his hand. The whole sky was slightly distorted under his influence, and the temperature in the space kept rising. The next moment a sword was slashed, and a demon-like flame of annihilation descended from the sky, only pure power and destruction.

The magic flame collided with countless treasures, and the power shook the sky in an instant, and the aftermath swept endlessly around. The flames and treasures fell like meteors, and the earth trembled with a bang.

San Xiantian stood on the ground, motionless, and flicked his sword fairy up and down, and the pure Daoist primordial energy appeared, turning into a formation to envelop them, no matter it was the falling magic flames or treasures, they were all blocked .

In the sky, taking advantage of the power of Moliujian's sword, Feng Zhihen's figure moved abruptly, and took advantage of the wind to make his killing move towards Jin Shining again.

"With the sword alone!"

The sword light like a candle appeared, cut through the space, and when you noticed it, it was already close to your eyes.

The pupils dilated a little, and Jin Glitter wanted to dodge in other directions, but found that it was impossible to pass the opponent faster. The King's Treasure opened immediately, and a chain rushed out in an instant.

Sky Lock!

The chains were entangled, but Fengzhi was extremely calm, and he could still change his moves under such circumstances. The sword light swirled, and there was a crisp sound of gold and iron, and the chains were directly repelled by him for a few minutes.

The Heaven's Lock is more effective for people with stronger divinity, but for the warriors in the Thunderbolt world, they don't have any divinity at all, and all their strength comes from self-cultivation.

Just like Fengzhi, despite his young appearance, as one of the three legendary swordsmen in the demon world, he is already over a thousand years old. Thousands of years of hard work and understanding of the way of swords have given him his current strength.

If placed in some worlds of cultivating immortals, he would definitely be a first-class sword immortal who broke through the air and ascended, or a similar aloof sword demon, anyway, he would not be at the level of a mortal.

After all, Bai Suzhen's practice for thousands of years can flood Jinshan.

Under the light of the sword, the chains entangled again, but they were repelled every time, and they couldn't get close at all. In this situation, Feng Zhihen was still able to cut out with a single sword, and the sword light streaked across Jin Shining's body Suddenly, a deep bone-reaching wound appeared, and the sword intent quickly rushed towards his body along the wound, crushing every cell in his body.

However, because of the sword that was slashed outside, Feng Zhihen stopped for the first time, the treasure of the king appeared, and five treasures shot out quickly, Feng Zhihen flashed three of them in a row, and one sword swung one of them away, but The shoulder was still scratched by the last treasure, and it was the first time to see red.