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Chapter 1512 world mood

"What a powerful body!"

Among the crowd, Saint Yunxi and Luo Qing were equally stunned.

Jianyi, as the leader of the Seven Swords of Tianwu, is undoubtedly powerful.

Everyone knows that he has realized the artistic conception of the three great swords: controlling life, controlling death, and reincarnation!

In the current world of Donghuang, there were not many people who could force Jian Yi to use the three great swords in a battle, and there were almost no people in the younger generation.

And once the artistic conception of the sword is displayed, it also means that Jianyi is completely serious.

But now, Jian Yi, who had become serious, exerted all his strength to control the life state, slashing with thousands of swords, shocking the world. Under such a terrifying attack, Mo Wangchen not only escaped unscathed, but also simply used his body to hit him hard.

Thousands of swords!

"cut!"

From high in the sky, Jian Yi obviously saw such a scene.

As soon as my life-controlling state came out, except for the former Tianwu Holy Son, I had never had such an experience of being resolved so easily.

For a moment, the fighting spirit in his eyes became more intense. The Mo Wangchen in front of him was an opponent worthy of taking him seriously.

Apart from Holy Son Tianwu, this was the first opponent that De Jianyi became so serious about!

"Buzz buzz..."

After he shouted angrily, monstrous sword intent surged in the void, as if the world had turned into a world of swords, and the endless sword light reappeared, continuously slashing down at Mo Wangchen.

This was a terrifying and astonishing offensive. The sword light kept slashing at Mo Wangchen's body, and it kept collapsing. Out of thin air, there was still a sword light that continued to grow, endless, as if it was not killing Mo Wangchen.

Kill it and it will never be cut off.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In the high altitude, the sword's power was endless, shaking the entire void. Although the sword could not break Mo Wangchen's defense, the powerful impact still drove his body back.

"Death by hand!"

This situation lasted for about a quarter of an hour. Jian Yi could clearly see that his life-controlling state was unable to cause harm to Mo Wangchen. If he continued like this, the only thing he could do to himself was

Endless consumption.

So he had to change his attack method and used his second artistic conception, controlling life!

"Buzz..."

Suddenly, the entire void became much darker at this moment, and the bright sun seemed to have fallen into eternal night.

A majestic and frightening kendo will filled the sky above Yanshen City, making everyone suffocate.

The next moment, I saw that between the sky and the earth where Jian Yi was, in his domain, groups of purple-black gas emerged out of thin air, as if they were gushing out of nothingness, extending out of thin air, endlessly.

"Buzz..."

Under the eyes of everyone in the city, the purple-black gas split into thousands of strands, all turning into sharp sword light, slashing down across the air with an astonishing and heroic force.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the void shook, as if the space could not bear the existence of these ten thousand sword lights and was about to collapse and collapse.

"drink!"

Mo Wangchen shouted, seeing how terrifying these thousands of purple-black sword lights were, which were at least several levels stronger than the life-controlling situation just now.

The void behind him also became distorted at this moment, and a kind of chaotic ancestral energy filled the air, as if it was evolving all things to form a brand new world.

This is the law of the world that Mo Wangchen understood in the past!

Mountains and rivers manifested, stars emerged, and a world map appeared behind him.

The endless starlight was shining brightly, and it seemed that a star power stretched out from the sky, blessing Mo Wangchen's body, making his divine king body become much more powerful at this moment, as if there was a

A sign of immortality.

He seemed to have become the Lord of the Nine Heavens, standing in front of a world, drawing infinite star power to bless his body.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Almost at the same time, thousands of swords fell from high in the sky, slashing at Mo Wangchen in a steady stream.

These purple-black sword lights are countless times more terrifying than the life-controlling situation just now. They seem to be able to destroy everything in the world. Under the sword light, everything will be ashes and cease to exist.

However, what made everyone dumbfounded was that after the power of the stars extended to his body, Mo Wangchen's body seemed to become more terrifying, and his defense power was astonishing. When those purple-black sword lights fell, there was still no

Able to break his defenses.

"Condensation!"

He shouted angrily, raised his finger and pointed it out, as if the whole world was shaking. Where his fingertips pointed, the void vibrated, and ripples appeared, spreading in all directions like ripples on the water.

"Buzz..."

An infinite and terrifying power suddenly emerged. In the image of the world behind Mo Wangchen, the stars in the sky glowed with a more brilliant light. The endless star power filled the air and turned into terrifying and sharp sword lights.

, flew out of the world image, and slashed away with thousands of purple-black sword lights from Jian Yi.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

High in the sky, two pieces of sword rain came into contact in an instant, and all swords were destroyed. The terrifying sword power instantly enveloped the entire Yanshen City, causing everyone to hold their breath and look at the scene happening above in horror.

"The so-called artistic conception is just a derivative of the law. If we really want to give it a name, then my artistic conception will be the artistic conception of the world!"

Don't forget Chen to stand out of thin air, pulling the star power endlessly, turning into thousands of sword lights, facing the sword.

The purple-black sword light continued to burst, and in the end, the speed of degeneration was no longer faster than the speed of destruction. Such a scene made De Jianyi frown for a time, and a great sense of crisis emerged in his heart.

"Buzz buzz..."

In the end, the sword light transformed from the death palm mood was completely destroyed by the sword light derived from Mo Wangchen's star power. However, the star power was still manifesting into the sword light and began to slash towards Jian Yi. This was Mo Wangchen's sword light.

Wangchen’s first counterattack!

"Buzz..."

Jian Yi stood high in the sky. After taking a deep breath, two astonishing cold lights burst out in his eyes. He stared at Mo Wangchen and said, "In the world, except for the Holy Son of Tianwu, there is no one else of his generation."

No one can force me to use the artistic conception of reincarnation. Mo Wangchen, you are indeed very strong, beyond my imagination, but with my artistic conception of reincarnation, you are destined to be defeated!"

"I have been practicing for more than nine hundred years, and I have never failed in my life. The old enemy is not good, and in my opinion, you Jianyi is not good either."

Mo Wangchen stood in front of the image of the world. As he spoke, the ten thousand sword lights derived from the power of the stars, while attacking Jianyi, became much more terrifying, "If you have any ability, just do it."

Come here and discuss the art of swordsmanship. Apart from my senior brother, I have never been afraid of anyone."


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