The Wenren Muxue has now transformed into the supreme female banished immortal.
She flew through the air, the silver sword in her hand flashing unmistakably, and a dazzling light instantly shot out from the sword's edge, cutting out the ultimate meaning of the Ten Directions Sword Art. The image of a bright moon rising into the sky in the darkness of the abyss,
He suppressed the terrifying Yin Wind Dragon all his life!
In an instant, a black wind swept across, collided with the sword light, and turned into a frenzy of energy, sweeping out and sweeping away!
"Boom!"
In the abyss, a terrifying thunderstorm sounded.
The Yin Wind Dragon was swept away by the strong wind, and its condensed body was almost blown away.
Several times it turned into mist, and the soul was about to fly away and be destroyed.
But after several fluctuations, it stabilized and condensed.
And when the Wenren Muxue saw that he could not kill with a single sword, he stood up in the air, raised his silver sword in both hands, and stabbed down again!
With this sword strike, all the air in the abyss seemed to have been sucked out, and the void collapsed infinitely inward. The rich zhenqi that everyone present could feel, and even the air, were all moving toward Wen Renmu.
Snow's sword edge crowded over!
In short, this sword almost sucked the entire abyss into the sword!
This mysterious swordsmanship has never been seen or heard before!
"Stab it!"
The sword light finally fell.
A moment is better than eternity!
When the Yin Wind dragon saw this sword stabbing out, its body where the Yin wind condensed suddenly began to ripple.
Lu Fan, who was standing aside at this moment, could even feel an emotion of fear coming from the body of the evil wind dragon!
It's scared!
Between the lightning and flint, the sword glow turned into a dazzling light and fell from the sky.
In the darkness, it is like the bright moon rising over the sea.
Straightly, he fell into the body of the Yinfeng dragon.
This time, it was as if a sun had been detonated directly inside the body of the Yinfeng dragon.
"Ouch!!!!!!"
The giant dragon raised its huge head and erupted with a violent howl. It stumbled and stumbled. The dragon body formed by the condensed evil wind began to show shocking cracks. Its head was all broken. The black evil wind like blood flowed crazily from the cracks.
Spread outward.
"die!!!"
Wenren Muxue clenched her silver teeth, raised the long sword high in the air, and once again frantically squeezed out the last trace of vitality in the abyss.
He concentrated on the sword's edge and swung it hard towards the chest of the screaming evil wind dragon again.
