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Chapter 389 The Three-Headed Alligator

Regarding the strength of the one-handed mad sword, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but be a little more optimistic. Shengyue City has spanned the Dongluo River Immortal Realm for tens of thousands of years, and its depth of knowledge is indeed far beyond that of ordinary sects.

Just this kind of skill that can control dozens of flying swords at the same time is enough to amaze people in the world of immortality.

However, although he was surprised in his heart, Yu Wen Zhouyuan did not have any fearful expression on his face. Except for the old monster in the True Master Stage, Yu Wen Zhouyuan did not think that anyone among the True Master Stage monks could pose a real threat to him.

After the one-handed mad sword extinguished the fireball, those flying swords kept moving, mixed with sharp sounds of piercing the air, and in an instant they came to Yuwen Zhouyuan.

However, the red light was dazzling, and the Great Zhou Tian Sancai Sword Formation started on its own, circling and flying, blocking left and right, blocking the attacks of the flying swords released by the one-handed mad sword one by one.

The one-handed mad swordman narrowed his eyes and showed a bit of surprise, while Dongfang Hancui was surprised and happy. Sakura opened her mouth and released the flying sword, hoping to help Yuwen Zhouyuan.

After three days of separation, they were treated with admiration. She did not expect that after not seeing each other for more than a year, Yu Wen Zhouyuan's cultivation level had reached an incredible level, which was much higher than that of the immortal cultivation world in Dongluo River. At this time, the two of them joined forces.

, except for the one-handed mad sword, I am somewhat sure.

Dongfang Hancui flipped his jade hand, and the flying sword turned into a stream of light and slashed towards the one-handed mad sword.

The One-Handed Crazy Sword discovered that Yuwen Zhouyuan was far more powerful than expected. If this kid were to join forces with Dongfang Hancui, then his situation would probably be very bad.

If I had known this, when I was fighting Dongfang Hancui alone just now, I should have spent my true energy to kill her. A trace of regret and hatred flashed in the eyes of the one-handed mad sword.

When Yuwen Zhouyuan saw Dongfang Hancui take action, he raised his hand and touched the Soul Sound Heavenly Sound Sword. The sword shook slightly, and then more than a dozen musical notes were released from the sword and attacked the one-handed mad sword.

He suddenly raised his breath and roared loudly, like a dragon roaring. The sound waves were like ripples, spreading in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The notes emitted by the Soul Sound Heavenly Sound Sword were swept away, and the surrounding mountains, rocks and trees were also affected and razed to the ground.

There was also a trace of surprise on Yuwen Zhouyuan's face. He did not expect that the one-handed mad sword could actually understand sound attacks. The one-handed mad sword stretched out his hand, took off a certain bag from his waist, threw it with his backhand, and sacrificed it.

stand up.

Light surged, beasts roared repeatedly, and a huge creature emerged from the yellow mist.

It was several feet long and turned out to be a giant iron-clad crocodile with three heads. Although Yuwen Zhouyuan had never heard of this monster, it was obviously a seventh-level monster.

The guys had endless tricks, but Yuwen Zhouyuan had a strange look in his eyes. At the same time, he noticed that the three giant iron-clad crocodiles jumped violently after appearing, and they seemed not to be too controlled by the one-handed mad sword.

Could it be that this one-handed mad sword has not completely convinced this monster to recognize its master? Yuwen Zhouyuan had a guess in his heart, but before Yuwen Zhouyuan could make a move, the one-handed mad sword had already reached into his arms and took out a strange-looking weapon.

The spiritual grass comes.

About half a foot long, it is quite similar to ginseng, but it is completely black and exudes a spicy smell.

A trace of reluctance flashed in the eyes of the one-handed mad sword, but was immediately replaced by ruthlessness. He opened his mouth, sprayed out a sword light, cut a gash on his body, blood mist spurted out, and quickly cut him.

That spiritual grass package.

After absorbing the essence and blood, the spiritual grass glowed bright red in the darkness, making it look extremely strange. Then the one-handed mad sword threw the giant iron-clad crocodile away.

The giant iron-clad crocodile swallowed the venomous serpent and took it into his mouth in one gulp. His copper-bell-sized eyes flashed, and he looked extremely excited.

"Go!" The one-handed mad sword pointed out, and the violence in the eyes of the giant iron-clad crocodile disappeared, showing a somewhat docile look towards its master. However, the giant iron-clad crocodile turned its head to Dongfang Hancui, exposed its fangs again, and sprayed poisonous mist. At the same time, it twisted its body and mysteriously disappeared from the place without a trace.

Dongfang Hancui's jade face turned cold. Facing this terrifying monster, she did not dare to be careless in the slightest, and could only concentrate on facing the enemy.

The one-handed mad sword breathed a sigh of relief. This way, he could implement his various strategies to defeat it.

Naturally, Yuwen Zhouyuan would not let him get what he wanted. He raised his hand and patted the storage bag, releasing the rotten bone demon python. With the appearance of the rotten bone demon python, the surroundings suddenly became filled with corpse energy, and at the same time, a powerful true master-level spirit Pressure emanated from the rotten demon python.

"Go! Cut off those three demonic crocodiles for me!" Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted softly.

The rotten bone monster python's black eyes exuded a white corpse aura. It nodded, and disappeared in a flash of its body.

Then, there was a loud noise in front of Dongfang Hancui not far away. After the loud noise, a powerful spiritual storm blew the surroundings into chaos. Dongfang Hancui turned into a stream of light and exited for a full five miles. Then with a wisp of sweat, he looked towards the place where the earth's spiritual power exploded.

At this time, the giant iron-clad crocodile and the rotten bone monster python were fighting together. The monster beast and the monster puppet were tumbling and rolling in the fight. It was so exciting that the surrounding mountains, rocks, and trees were all turned into powder in their fighting skills!

"Three talents attack! Go!" He shouted angrily, and the Great Zhou Tian Sancai Sword Formation beside Yu Wen Zhouyuan turned into three rays of light of different colors and attacked the one-handed mad sword.

"Well done!" The one-handed mad sword shouted violently, and released seven or eight flying swords to meet the Great Zhou Tian Sancai Sword Formation.

"Crack..." A sound of flying swords colliding was heard. Half of the seven or eight flying swords of the One-Handed Mad Sword were broken in two. Although the remaining ones were not broken, their spirituality was greatly lost and they fell out of control of the soul. Arrived above the ground.

The One-Handed Mad Sword couldn't help but be stunned. It turned out that after the One-Handed Mad Sword was promoted to a real person from Dancheng, he rarely encountered opponents, so it was reasonable for him to be arrogant.

It's a pity that he underestimated Yu Wen Zhou Yuan. Although he looked younger than monks of the same level, he had rich fighting experience.

The one-handed mad sword did not expect that Yuwen Zhouyuan not only had a rotten bone demon python puppet of the same level as his iron-clad three-headed giant crocodile, but also that the power of the sword formation completely exceeded his previous judgment. If the opponent was the only one, he could still do it. He fought hard, but the Dongfang Hancui was still staring at him eagerly, and he might just fall into disgrace here, and when he thought of this, he suddenly felt reluctant to give up.

"Brother Zhou Yuan, let me help you!" Seeing that the flying sword of the One-Handed Mad Sword was damaged, Dongfang Hancui knew that this was a rare opportunity, and suddenly had the idea of ​​beating the drowned dog in his heart, so he scolded and flew with the sword. Came over.

The one-handed mad swordman was horrified when he saw Dongfang Hancui flying in to join the battle group. He hurriedly used his spiritual thoughts to sheath his sword and prepare to return to defense.

But at the moment when he was about to sheath the sword, Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly launched the spiritual attack of the Soul Sound Heavenly Sound Sword. With a "ding" sound, the one-handed mad sword only felt a pain in his spiritual consciousness, and then his spiritual consciousness flew with him. The connection between the swords became vague, and at the same time, the spiritual energy in the flying sword also flowed outward like water bursting through a dam.

The One-Handed Crazy Sword's face turned pale, and his magic weapon was damaged, which naturally had an impact on him. However, although this man was shameless, he also had a fierce temper. He gritted his teeth and pinched it with both hands.

Immediately, the flying sword trembled and erupted with an astonishing sword light. A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth, and then he stretched out his hand with a move, flying the flying sword back to the top of his head.

Yuwen Zhouyuan let out a long roar. The spiritual attack of the Soul Sound Heavenly Sound Sword was really powerful. It was able to shock the consciousness of a master who had stepped into the realm of a true master. It can be said that it is a very useful spiritual weapon. Since its magical power can restrain the opponent, of course it must beat the drowned dog.

He stretched out his hands and waved them continuously, injecting one magic formula after another into the Soul Sound Heavenly Sound Sword.

In a burst of clear sound, the sound of the Soul Sound Tianlai Sword attacking the spiritual consciousness became stronger and stronger. Dongfang Hancui, who was flying over, originally planned to step forward to help, but because this spiritual consciousness attack was used by Yuwen Zhouyuan for the first time, We haven’t reached the point where we can send and receive messages from the heart.

Not only did this sound attack affect the one-handed mad sword attack, but it also affected Dongfang Hancui, who came to help. Dongfang Hancui felt that his consciousness was in a trance and had to stop. At the same time, he attacked Yuwen Zhouyuan, who could launch a soul consciousness attack. Yuan Shen flew the sword, and was amazed.

The one-handed mad swordman narrowed his eyes, and his expression became extremely cold, but there was not much fear. This young man also underestimated himself. He suffered a small loss just now, because he just didn't understand the opponent's sword. The habits of the Soul Sound Heavenly Sound Sword in the formation, since we know that it has the magical power to attack the soul and divine consciousness and absorb the magic power of the opponent's spiritual weapon, we naturally have ways to deal with it.

With a flick of his sleeves, a breath of spiritual energy spurted out, and the many flying swords in front of him buzzed again, and sword lights flashed one after another.

"Go!" Feijian still stayed where he was, but the sword light roared like the sound of soul and the sound of heavenly sword came towards him.

When the two came into contact, although the spiritual power in the sword light quickly drained away and became dim, the power contained in it still withstood the attack of the Soul Sound Tianlai Sword.

No one on either side gained the upper hand in this confrontation. Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed. The Soul Sound Tianlai Sword was certainly more powerful than this, but it only took him a short time to refine it, and because he mainly wanted this sword to participate in the Great Zhou Tiansan Cai The practice of the sword formation did not take enough time to warm up and comprehend in the Dantian, and I have only understood a small part of its mysteries so far.

If you want to truly bring out the full magical power of the Soul Sound Heavenly Sound Sword, I'm afraid you have to advance to the true master stage.

Since the sword had no effect, Yuwen Zhouyuan stopped making futile efforts and retracted the Soul Sound Tianlai Sword for defense, and at the same time released the Silver Light Chasing Wind Sword, which was known for its speed.

In an instant, the expression of the one-handed mad sword became ugly, and even looked a little in disbelief. He did not expect that the three soul flying swords of this young man could not only form a sword formation for offense and defense, but what was even more powerful was that Individual attacks can be made at any time based on the nature of the sword.

On the other side, the rotten bone monster python and the iron-clad giant crocodile were also fighting inextricably. Obviously, deciding the winner could not be achieved in a matter of seconds.

Yuwen Zhouyuan took a breath, released his spiritual consciousness, and sensed a few powerful auras within a radius of dozens of miles, flying towards here very quickly.

Such a fierce battle indeed attracted the master.

On the other side, the one-handed mad swordman couldn't help but feel moved. He was not afraid of other masters, but he was afraid of being arrested by Shengyue City. This time he stole the master's treasure for the aid of the infant pill, which already angered the leader of the team. The true master and ancestor.


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