Chapter three hundred and eighty seventh cut before the battle
If it is an ordinary person, if the heart is broken, he will naturally die. But the strong man Mingjun has condensed his soul, and his way of living is free from the limitations of the physical body. Even if the heart is broken, he can persist for a while, and even maintain the physical body with magic power.
Survive.
Therefore, Lord Dali Ming turned a blind eye to the injury to his heart and suddenly slashed out with his sword, cutting it off from the head of the young man in white.
If this sword hits, the young man in white will definitely be torn into two halves.
However, at this moment, the young man in white snorted coldly, and white sword energy suddenly rushed out from the acupoints all over his body, condensing a sword energy shield, which actually blocked the sharp knife that fell from the top of his head.
Above the city gate, all the trialists breathed a sigh of relief for the young man in white, and were also shocked by his strength. Dali Mingjun is a powerful Mingjun. Although he is only at the peak of the early stage, his foundation is not as strong as theirs.
It is definitely not an object that can be challenged beyond the next level.
Immediately, the long sword in the hand of the young man in white suddenly erupted with immeasurable white sword energy, and his body suddenly exploded, turning into pieces of flesh and blood and splattering everywhere. One of the heads rolled down in the distance.
Most of the powerful Ming Lords have the ability to regenerate their severed limbs and have strong recovery power derived from flesh and blood, but with only one head left in their physical body, there is no chance of recovery.
At this time, a black aura flew out from the head of Dali Mingjun, condensing into a slightly illusory figure, which was the soul of Dali Mingjun. Dali Mingjun was good at refining the body, and only the soul was left at this time.
, naturally his fighting strength was greatly reduced, and he had no intention of fighting anymore, and quickly fled to the front of the Hades army.
At this time, the young man in white also picked up a long black knife and a broken black armor, returned to the city gate, clasped his fists at Lan Jingyuan and said: "Your Excellency, you have lived up to your command!"
Lan Jingyuan smiled and nodded, and said with a pleased expression: "Very good, my nephew is indeed a disciple of Brother Dugu. He has a pure swordsmanship and a solid foundation! I will be credited with 20 million merit for killing the powerful Ming Lord with my sword!"
"Thank you, Lord Governor!"
After the young man in white finished speaking, he returned to his original position.
At this time, one of the testers exclaimed in amazement: "So strong, Zhuo Feifan is indeed the core true inheritance of the Holy Land-level sect Sword God Mountain!"
"It turns out that he is Zhuo Feifan, the core true successor of Sword God Mountain. No wonder he is so powerful!"
"That's natural. Zhuo Feifan is the most powerful genius among the younger generation in Liangzhou. His swordsmanship is so strong that no one in the younger generation can disapprove of him. He is known as the Little Sword God!"
All the testers said one after another, but they all highly praised Zhuo Feifan.
At this time, Zhu Yuling said to Xiao Yi next to him: "Brother, who is more powerful, Zhuo Feifan or you?"
Although she had competed with Xiao Yi, she only knew that Xiao Yi was very powerful, but she didn't know how powerful he was. This time, she wanted to test his depth.
Next to her, Song Yuxin also smiled and said: "Yes, senior brother, we are also very curious about this answer!"
Xiao Yi shook his head and laughed: "This is incomparable! Dali Mingjun is good at body refining. His body is extremely strong, but he cannot withstand Zhuo Feifan's sword energy. This shows that his swordsmanship is pure. Although his cultivation is only Yuan Dan.
He is at the peak of the realm, but his combat power is not inferior to that of the peak of the Dharma Realm. Moreover, the long sword in his hand is not ordinary. It can easily pierce the protective armor of the powerful underworld king. I am afraid that it is the fifth-level top-grade flying sword. The combat power is
There is also a considerable increase. Moreover, he was born in a holy land of martial arts, and his martial arts and sword techniques are among the best in the world. In terms of combat power, there are only a handful of people among the younger generation who can compare with him!"
Not far away, Zhu Yinghao, Liang Sicheng, and Du Jun heard that Xiao Yi was ashamed of himself.
But Xiang Shaojie, who has worked with Xiao Yi, understands that Xiao Yi's true strength is still higher than Zhuo Feifan.
The two are incomparable. It's not that Xiao Yi can't compare to Zhuo Feifan, but that Zhuo Feifan is too far behind Xiao Yi. After all, Xiao Yi's training time is shorter than Zhuo Feifan's, his realm is lower than him, but his combat power is beyond
There are many of them, so naturally they cannot be compared!
Song Yuxin also thought that Xiao Yi was ashamed of himself, so she smiled and said: "Actually, senior brother is just at a slightly lower level. When his level catches up, his combat power should not be worse than Zhuo Feifan!"
The three of them were talking, and a powerful Ming Lord wearing black armor and holding a black spear walked out of the Nether Clan army again, and came to call the formation: "Zhuo Feifan, dare to fight with me!"
At this time, a trialist exclaimed: "It's Poison Dragon Mingjun who is sixth on the bounty list, a strong man in the middle stage of Mingjun, with a reward of 40 million for meritorious deeds!"
However, Zhuo Feifan did not respond. No one was stupid. He had already lost a lot of mana in this battle. Wouldn't he be courting death if he faced a stronger opponent now?
The combat prowess of the other trialists was even worse, so naturally they would not ask for a fight.
The other Dharma Realm generals in Yuxue Pass also remained silent.
At this time, Xiao Yi suddenly walked up to Lan Jingyuan, cupped his fists and said: "Your Majesty Governor, Xiao Yi invites you to fight!"
Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Xiao Yi. Is this person seeking death?
From Xiao Yi's dress, they could tell that he was a trialist. And all the trialists were young geniuses under a hundred years old and not yet at the Dharma Realm. But even the young geniuses at the peak of the Yuan Dan Realm, whose combat power reached
The Little Sword God Zhuo Feifan's level is already as high as the sky. It is basically impossible to kill Poison Dragon Mingjun who is close to the peak of Mingjun in the middle stage.
At this time, Zhuo Feifan also looked at Xiao Yi, with a curious look in his eyes.
Song Yuxin and Zhu Yuling also looked at Xiao Yi, looking worried.
Zhu Yuling hesitated for a while, but still came over and advised: "Senior brother, actually I don't think you are inferior to Zhuo Feifan, or else just forget it!"
Lan Jingyuan stared at Xiao Yi and said, "It's still too late for you to regret it!"
Xiao Yi said: "I have made up my mind, please grant it to the Governor!"
"Then you go ahead and fight!"
"Thank you, Lord Governor!"
Xiao Yi cupped his fists and said, and immediately his figure flashed and landed between the city gate and the Ming Clan army, confronting the Poison Dragon Ming Lord a hundred meters away.
Poison Dragon Mingjun didn't say anything nonsense, and suddenly thrust out the spear in his hand. Before the spear came, a sinister spear intention turned into a black poisonous dragon and invaded Xiao Yi's sea of consciousness.
In the sea of consciousness, Xiao Yi's Hunyuan Dao Fei manifested the Chaos Eternal Transformation Bell, suddenly trembled, and emitted a terrifying chaotic sound wave, instantly defeating the Poison Dragon Spear Intent.
In reality, the spear in Poison Dragon Mingjun's hand was about to stab Xiao Yi, but was suddenly grabbed by an arm, making it difficult for him to move forward.
Immediately, a gray-white chaotic elixir power suddenly surged out from the acupoints all over Xiao Yi's body, turning into a realm of chaos, suddenly covering the two of them, cutting off everyone's sight and thoughts.
Poison Dragon Mingjun was about to activate the power of the domain when a figure in white suddenly appeared behind him, and the power of the white law of time filled the air and froze him.
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After a while, the domain dissipated, Xiao Yi was safe and sound, and the body of Poison Dragon Mingjun fell to the ground.
At this moment, the top leaders of both the Nether Clan and the Human Clan looked stunned and in disbelief.
At this time, Xiao Yi collected the body and spear of Poison Dragon Ming Lord, and returned to the city gate in a flash, cupping his fists and saying: "Your Excellency, you have lived up to your mission!"