Chapter 1699: Execution of the Great Sage (Part 1)
The chiney Yan is large and thick, and the flames are pale, but at this moment, the sharpness that bursts out of the sky!
The edge was furious, and it was promoted layer by layer. Suddenly, it seemed like a flat mine, and the pebi was beaded.
During the mixed mango, the two swordsmanship collided fiercely when the air was fierce.
Suddenly, it seemed like a penalty coming, as if the universe was shattered.
The sword mang was stirred together, and a vortex suddenly came out.
Each layer of vortex cuts time and space.
Suddenly, the bright sword mang, the light rose, seemed to be like the sun and the sun, and in the instant, a flame would swallow.
Boom!
The Xinghe collapsed sword mang, and in the rapidly, it was poured on Chu Yan's body, and the mask of the purple yin and yin and gurgling shield crackled.
On the surface of the purple yin and gideline shield, Mars is four shots, which can almost blind people's eyes.
Chu Yan's eyes were flying, and he did not retreat. The aura in his body was rolling out, and he continued to condense the purple yin and ghost shield.
For a moment, the surface of the purple yin and ghost shield appeared.
But Chu Yan's face did not look at it.
He looked at the time, took a big breath, instantly withdrew the purple mask, and completely exposed his body to the sword light.
Then, step by step, fierce and brave, without retreat, killing this heavenly sword.
Alas!
The sword that is enough to swallow the light, and instantly, a blood wave rolled on Chu Yan's body.
This sword mang is dozens of times sharp than before.
On Chu Yan's body, tens of thousands of wounds appeared again.
Each wound is deep to see bones, blood like spring, blinking, let him become a blood man.
However, although Chu Yan was seriously injured at this time, the soul of the Da Shengsheng was a more intense anger.
Because the sword is clearly sharp, the injury caused to the other party is exactly the same as before!
Although it is just a residual soul, it is the will of the ancient Grand Saints after all.
Suddenly, this residual soul understood that his previous shot was used by the other party!
One thought, the soul is even more angry.
There were some fierce spirits left, and the group surrounded it.
But at this moment, these fierce spirits all felt fear, trembling, howling, howling, how far can you hide, how far can you hide.
At this time, in the dazzling sword light, Chu Yan burst out.
"Blood Festival Dafa!"
The sound is full of aura, such as Hong Zhong Dalu, deafening, and like a god of heaven outside the clouds.
Hey!
The original sword that was indifferent was torn away at this moment.
An invincible, deterring the power of the fairy, rushed out of the cracks.
The next moment, a iron fist is like a meteorite impact, rotating solidification, with the great power of the shattered star domain, a Changhong Guanri, the crack will burst out a huge hole.
Next, another iron fist, extended from it, grabbed the sword mang, and torn it towards two halves.
Click!
The overwhelming sword light was suddenly pulled away by the whole, tears, and turned into a thunderbolt lightning, pouring down, and piercing the ground -soluble floor, like a swamp, the large array shrouded in the cave, and the light was shining.
Chu Yan's bloody body came out.
At this moment, although he was all dazzling blood, the wound cut by sword mang was recovered.
The immortal magic body, the longer the tempering, the more painful the torture, the stronger the defense of this damage, the stronger the recovery ability of the injury.
Chu Yan who came out, there was an emperor's majesty all over the body.
Step out of one step, like the sky above the head, step on the mountains and rivers.
At this moment, his momentum is like crazy burning flames, climbing to the extreme.
Compared with the soul of the Great Saint of Xianxian, although it is still much worse, at this time, it has attracted the crazy war of the Da Sheng.
Not long ago, Chu Yan was just a little person in the eyes of the Dasheng of the Xianxian. One ants can easily kill.
But at this time, although this little man was still very small, he had threatened him.
More importantly, in such a short battle, this little man has become stronger at the naked eye.
Stick yourself with your own sword, and strengthen blood from the surroundings.
Every moment in the battle is stronger than the previous moment, and it also gives people a feeling of far from ending!
In the long years, the Dasheng of the Xianxian has been killed.
He said with the killing, no matter what kind of enemies faced, he swept directly.
But today, it is rare. Two times in a row.
And the opponent is just one! Only! Ah! Ant!
boom!
Suddenly, Da Xian's great sacrament was flourishing.
The Xianxian sword in his hands also felt this strong hatred.
As the soul stepped forward step by step, the shocking loud noise came from the sword of the Xianxian sword. It seemed to be the ancient god of heaven.
"Come on, let me defeat you, the mood is another level!" Chu Yan looked at the other party without any timidity.
His war will be completely ignited at this time.
In an instant, Chu Yan's wound was healed all.
The blood in the body is like a large river. At this moment, you can even hear the roars of roar and breathe, as if you can condense into the Great River.
"Taking advantage of ... just ... absorb ... fierce spirit ... blood ... a drum ... as a drum ... qi ... kill him ... kill ..."
Behind the door of hell, the voice came, reminding Chu Yan.
Chu Yan nodded.
He also knew that his state at this moment was because he had just absorbed thousands of fierce spiritual blood, and a vent after his strength was soaring.
At this moment, I need to use this momentum to knock the soul of the Da Sheng.
Once the time is dragged too long, after the venting, it is difficult to kill the Great Saint of Xianxian with your own strength.
The one behind the door of hell can be done.
But in that way, Chu Yan sharpened his purpose, and he couldn't achieve it.
What Chu Yan wants is to rely on his own strength to kill the soul of Xianxian Dasheng, so that his will, mood, and get the greatest degree of refinement, be firm, as firm as a rock, not afraid of the devil.
Chu Yan exploded.
This time, he took the initiative.
The layers of sperm burst out from his eyes, crossing each other, friction, shock.
At this moment, his shoulders seemed to be able to carry the mountains, and his eyes were like a deep sea.
In every move, the world is infinitely wide and non -stop.
"Wanli Leisure!"
A sword rain in front of him, Chu Yan stepped out, his body looks like a meteor chasing the moon, burning the sky, and immediately, he killed in front of the sanctuary of Xianxian and took a palm.
"Taiyi leaves a fire knife!"
A devastating storm, condensed into a bond of light, the flames fluttered, the sky rose, burned everything, and slashed towards the head of the Xianxian.