Chapter 639 The sword energy is close to the sword and enters the immortal, and Xu Fengnian bears the heavenly tribulation alone
“Don’t move.”
A towering sword mountain appeared between Huang Qing and Xu Longxiang, and this sword mountain is still increasing and expanding, constantly advancing towards Xu Longxiang layer by layer.
Xu Longxiang did not retreat but advanced. With a collision, he hit dozens of long swords blocking the road. After being blocked, he ran forward and pulled his hands and broke more than a dozen of them.
No matter how Xu Longxiang rushed, he used brute force to break the long swords, but the next moment there were always new swords to fill the original position. The young man who was blocked by the sword wall of Jianshan was obviously angry, and he retreated. After pulling a distance from the sword mountain, he launched a rapid charge. With a collision, no less than a hundred storm of Dingfeng storm was smashed into Jianshan and sunk into the abdomen of the mountain. But the next moment, Jianshan began to grow on its own. Not only did the momentum not fade, it forced the boy to retreat. Even though the boy stepped on the ground with his feet and tried to use his shoulders to hold the mountain forward, his feet still slid backward step by step.
The young man simply pressed his head against the sword wall and then supported it with both hands.
The boy who was leaning all over the body roared and pushed forward hard.
Like a wooden wall!
The entire sword mountain seemed to tremble slightly, buzzing, and the sword sounded like a group of mosquitoes.
However, Jianshan, whose thickness was blocked, was still superimposed, still slowly advanced with the momentum of steady climbing.
The boy was already covered in blood on his forehead, and his hands were even more bloody and fuzzy.
The boots on his feet were even trampled on.
The boy suddenly turned around, spread his arms, and carried Jianshan with his not-wide back.
The sword wall finally stopped!
A higher altitude than the giant sword mountain, with dark clouds and faint lightning and thunder.
The teenager’s pupils gradually shrank until they completely disappeared.
Huang Qing whispered: “The birth of your Xu Longxiang is not a matter of rules, and you should not live in the world forever. I will use rules to make a circle.”
Huang Qing held the storm and drew a circle.
Such a simple move that even a child can do at will, Huang Qing, who is the best of the sword energy in the world, makes it extremely difficult and stagnant.
Then the countless “Status storms” that formed a mountain began to change the formation.
Xu Longxiang’s body was in front, behind and above her head, and the long sword floated in the air.
Form a huge semicircle.
The tip of each sword that Dingfengbo pointed at the young man in it.
Huang Qing looked at the sky along the back of the sword arc.
The black clouds became heavier and heavier, lower and lower, and the purple thunder, as thick as a tree that was embraced, rolled wildly.
Huang Qing, who had the sword-holding arm began to shake, whispered: “Since you are seeking death and are not afraid of bringing disasters, I will give you a chance in the end. “
This last sword is called “Rules”.
Huang Qing originally wanted to compete with the sword god Deng Tai’a. This would be an unprecedented battle of speed in the sword path. Unexpectedly, it was used on Xu Longxiang first.
Huang Qing suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and splashed on the long sword.
Ding Fengbo fell to the ground.
The overwhelming semicircular sword formation exploded.
Huang Qing looked shocked and confused.
In the distance, the boy bent over and his arms were hanging down.
The boy’s face was not visible.
Seven or eight thick black air was like evil dragons, swimming around the boy.
At this moment, Huang Qing’s clothes fluttered without warning.
The scene of the shocking glance made the sword energy even more terrifying.
The bronze master was stabbed into the abdomen by someone, and they hit the road. The two continued to rush forward to a hill together.
The huge hill was shattered in an instant, and the next sand dune was still so vulnerable, just like a firecracker in the hands of a child when he bid farewell to the old year.
Huang Qing turned his head and saw the man standing with his left knife. A hill exploded further away. The bronze master stood up in the wind and sand all over the sky, and the majestic Heavenly King Dharma Body as high as a hundred feet high.
Could it be that the bronze master did not even have time to invite the Dharma Body after the man made the sword?
The Northern Liang King Xu Fengnian came here just like this
In addition to being shocked, Huang Qing, who saw a strange phenomenon from the corner of his eyes, also breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if you, Xu Fengnian, are so fast, it is still too late.
The great catastrophe has arrived.
The seventh level of heavenly thunder is about to fall!
One heavier than another, so what if you are a land god
A roaring sound.
A purple sky thunder hit Xu Longxiang.
Xu Fengnian ignored the bronze master and sword energy at all, headed straight for the rolling sky thunder, and swung it out with a knife.