The ink-blue stone sword in the hands of the Shijian Qianfu was shocked, and a sword force that was thicker than before rose up. The sword force was invisible and hidden in the every move of the Shijian Qianfu. This is the realm of the Great Perfect Blood Refining.
, the spirit and spirit are united, and once a sword is released, the spirit and will, the strength of the body, and the fighting spirit is integrated into one, completely twisting into one, which is further further than the perfection of blood refining.
Xiao Yi took a deep breath. On the road of the strongest, he was the only one who was the best. This ancient land was a time longer than Yanhuang. On the road of cultivation, he walked a very short distance. In his eyes, the years were more terrifying than anything else, because of the passing
It's not just his life.
Never once, Xiao Yi would attach so much importance to time. Time passed, and in the era of science and technology, it passed without realizing it, sleeping in the noisy metropolis, drowned in the debauchery of luxury.
Xiao Yi was very scared. Even though he had been through countless encounters between life and death, he was still very scared. He was not afraid that the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind did not stop. Here, the human race did not seek immortality, worship gods, or worship Buddha. All obstacles could be relied upon.
Break with both hands.
What he fears is that his son wants to support his parents but his parents are not here to stay. This is a great pain and it is also something he cannot accept. Therefore, he must do his best, not only on the road of strength, but also on the road of cultivation.
, He does not believe in the past or the future. He only needs the present and a pair of iron fists to crush all obstacles.
Facing the Shi Jian Qianmao, Xiao Yi took a deep breath, and a rolling thunder sound was transmitted from his body. In an instant, in everyone's eyes, there seemed to be an illusion, as if it was not a person standing in front of him,
It is a huge barbarian elephant eight feet tall. This barbarian elephant is covered with blue scales, and its ivory is like a sword, pointing directly to the sky.
call!
The air flowed backwards, in front of Xiao Yi, the air from the ten feet of land was instantly drained and turned into a vacuum zone. He stood in the vacuum, no longer breathing, and the thunder sounds in his body became even louder. Under his body, there was a light blue color.
The patterns emerged, like the green elephant skin, emitting a vicissitudes of ancient aura.
Shihu and Qianmao looked at each other in shock. The thunder sound was clearly the sound of rushing blood. Generally speaking, only when the heavenly vein was penetrated, those with strong constitutions could push the qi and blood all over their bodies to the peak in an instant, causing shock.
The power gave birth to the thunder sound of the heavenly meridians, but now, Xiao Yi's qi and blood move, it is the thunder sound. How huge is this required to be able to achieve it? Shihu and Qianmao and the two of them don't know, at least, now they
Absolutely impossible to achieve.
boom!
The next moment, Xiao Yi made an instant move, the thunder sound rolled, the light green fist penetrated the vacuum, the blood surged, the war energy barbaric elephant rushing above the fifty-three heavenly tracks, Xiao Yi did not retain this punch at all, two hundred
All sixty-five jin of power were condensed on this punch.
This punch was not fancy at all, and even in Xiao Yi's eyes, the figure of the future body slowly merged with him. This punch hit not only two hundred and sixty jin of huge force, but also his, and even the future.
Invincible belief in the body.
hold head high!
A huge barbarian elephant, eight feet tall, appeared behind Xiao Yi. The barbarian elephant had a long hiss, and the vast spiritual will surged out. The aura of the blood-refining Great Perfection that was oppressed on Xiao Yi immediately shattered.
Shi Zhixuan's expression changed instantly. His punch was so fierce that it far exceeded the limit that could be reached by the Blood Refining Perfection. Even an ordinary strong man who had just advanced to the Blood Refining Perfection could not have such strength.
In addition, what shocked Shi Zhixuan was the martial arts belief contained in Xiao Yi's punch, which was a will to smash everything, indestructible and indestructible.
Shi Jian Qianmao concentrating his mind, and a strong look of fear appeared in his pupils. Xiao Yi's punch was far beyond his expectations. In his judgment, no matter how strong Xiao Yi was, he would not be able to achieve it.
At the Great Perfection of Blood Refining, the force contained in this punch is strong and uncast. Even he felt his breathing slightly stagnant.
"The sword energy has no edge!"
Taking a deep breath, the ink blue stone sword in the hands of the commander of the Stone Sword trembled. He slashed out with one sword, and the air was shattered inch by inch. This sword seemed plain, but it had a momentum of crushing the mountain, and a vacuum sword road was slashed.
Opened up, fists and swords intersect, and dazzling green light burst out.
Rumble!
With Xiao Yi and the others as the center, the air in the radius of dozens of feet was shattered and turned into a vacuum world. This was a terrible collision, and even the overflowing aura was shocked, until
At this moment, they realized that the Shi Jian Qianmao had reserved something before. If it weren't for this, the two of them would definitely not be able to hold on to a sword. The blood refining is perfect, the spirit and spirit are united, and the power born is definitely not the refining
Blood-small perfection is comparable.
Xiao Yi's fist was pressed on the sword blade. Although the stone sword had no edge, a large piece of sparks still splashed out. The leader of the stone sword's heart sank. The other party's body was too strong. Even if the stone sword had no edge, the sword energy was
The sharpness is still enough to cut everything, but it cannot cut off Xiao Yi's fist.
In an instant, the two fought dozens of moves, and the Wufeng sword technique evolved to the extreme in the hands of the thousand-strong leader of the stone sword. Each sword was powerful and powerful. The ink blue stone sword was derived from the sharp edge of the sword.
Sharp sword energy.
The spiritual will is condensed. In Xiao Yi's spiritual world, four barbarian elephant pillars are in all directions, supporting the four poles of heaven and earth, and resolving the deep sword force contained in each sword of the thousand-man leader of the stone sword, which is better than ordinary realm.
A better mental power spread out, and the trajectory of each style of Wufeng Sword Technique was clearly captured.
In the eyes of the Shi Jian Qianmao, Xiao Yi's fisting technique was extremely ordinary, but it was fierce and fierce. His light green fists were shuttled through the vacuum. Even the human blood soldiers could not be cut. The sword energy could not be cut, and it could not be broken.
The blood rushes, and the thunder sounds in Xiao Yi's body are endless, and the fighting spirit is roaring. After a hundred moves, he gradually suppresses the Shijian Qianmao. In Xiao Yi's sense, although the Shijian Qianmao was promoted to the Great Perfect Blood Refining, and
Walking a distance in this realm, but the force that can be derived from a combat aura is even worse than that of him, only 250 jin. If it were three days ago, he might not be able to compete, but now, he is completely silly.
He has penetrated fifty-three heavenly veins and has a huge force of 265 jin, but he is better than it.
A hundred feet away, many squad leaders were shaking. Xiao Yi and the others were too fast. Even if they perceived with their spiritual will, they could only see two vague figures. In just a few dozen breaths, their mental power was exhausted.
Even the nineteen centurions had a slightly pale face. They were pulled by the mental power emitted by Xiao Yi and the others, and almost sink into their moves. Although they could barely see the changes in each move,
The mental power is also consumed hugely.
boom!
A black iron stick suddenly leaned on the ground, and a shocking sound burst out. This was Shi Zhixuan's move, which instantly woke everyone up and got rid of the spiritual pull of Xiao Yi and the others.
Everyone took a deep breath, and their eyes revealed a look of shock. What shocked them was not the cultivation level of the Shi Jian Qianmao, but Xiao Yi's combat power. They could clearly feel that Xiao Yi's spiritual will was not fighting with his body.
Completely united and entered the Great Perfection of Blood Refining, but now it has vaguely suppressed the Shi Jian Qianmai. The blood was majestic and almost endless, which shocked everyone.
In the end, Xiao Yi was so crazy that he was the first level of the strongest road. If he couldn't even pass this level, how could he reach the end of the road of cultivation? What he asked for was not for immortality, nor for the emperor or emperor.
Get to the top.
He just wants to go home!
hold head high!
The eight-zhang green scale barbarian elephant had a long hiss, almost integrated into Xiao Yi's body. He no longer held back. The barbarian elephant boxing technique was unfolded and the vacuum was shattered. The first barbarian elephant turned over and took action. Under the body, the light blue color was
The elephant skin burst out with dazzling green light at the same time, and his whole body shone. A shocking fist stance rose up, and his combat power reached its peak at this moment.
A light green fist was crystal clear and dazzling. In front of Jingyuan Valley, a real elephant sound burst out. This punch was domineering and arrogant, without any fancyness. Even in Shi Zhixuan's eyes, Xiao Yi's figure disappeared.
Instead, it was a huge barbarian elephant. The barbarian elephant was suddenly awakened and suddenly turned over, smashing the mountain peaks and shaking the earth.
Bang!
The collision of fists and swords actually burst out like a loud bell. The bell sound was so loud that everyone's ears were buzzing. The stone sword leader groaned muffled, and the ink blue stone sword in his hand screamed sorrowing, and the intersecting Xiao Yi's fist
, a clear crack spread.
Click!
At the feet of Xiao Yi and his two feet of feet, the ground cracked, and a crack several meters long opened. Then, the Shi Jian Qianfu shot out and continued to leverage the force in the void until it was more than ten feet away.
Blood flowed down Shi Jian's hand, and the tiger's mouth was broken.
What a solid body this is? Even with Shi Zhixuan's mood, he couldn't help but take a breath. He could see that Xiao Yi's fist was only left with a faint white mark. Ordinary human blood soldier, I'm afraid he was afraid
He could no longer hurt this treasure body, and even Shi Zhixuan doubted in his heart whether Xiao Yi had a special physique, but because his bloodlines were too far apart, he did not wake up until now.
Tuoba Feng smiled bitterly in his heart. He looked at the slender figure ahead. Now it seems that Xiao Yi has gone further and further in the Blood Refining Realm. Although he tried his best to catch up, he still had an insurmountable distance, even a year ago.
The weak figure had not yet entered his eyes. In just one year, all he could see was his back.
In front of Jingyuan Valley.
Staring at the stone sword in his hand in disbelief, the mouth of the Shi Jian Qianfu was bleeding, but after a few breaths, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The smile became more and more intense. Finally, the Shi Jian Qianfu laughed loudly
The stone sword in his hand shook and returned to the sword into the sheath. (Please collect it, please recommend it!)