First, he was avoided by Madman Chu without fighting, causing him to blow the cold wind in Wuya Mountain for half a year, and now the opponent faces him, even the sword does not want to come out.
The successive contempt, completely caused Jian Shifang's anger to erupt.
"Chu madman, I will use the spirit of swordsmanship to make you pay for your arrogance!!" Jian Shifang held Dark Sky Slash in his hand and suddenly shot out the sword.
With one sword cut out, Tao Tao's sword gas turned into thousands of sword shadows.
It's like a gorgeous meteor shower.
And there is only one goal for these thousands of swordsmen.
That's Madman Chu!
The fluctuation of the sword avenue revealed by this move alone caused many swordsmen in Wanbing City to be in an uproar, as if they had seen the peak of kendo.
"It's worthy of the sword, this sword is wonderful."
"Faced with this kind of sword spirit, does Madman Chu still want to make a sword?"
Everyone stared at Madman Chu.
But seeing the other side standing on the deck of the battleship, calmly.
Even Yin Honghua and the others behind him did not respond, as if the majestic sword shadow in front of him was just air.
In fact.
I have seen so many big scenes in the Dragon Tomb.
Their mental endurance has long been greatly improved.
Compared with being surrounded and suppressed by tens of millions of elite dragon soldiers, the so-called majestic sword spirit in front of him is nothing more than pediatrics.
Boom boom boom...
Sword Qi fell on the battleship, and energy fluctuations spread out.
Groups of air waves swept out.
"Is it the only way?"
Jian Shifang coldly snorted.
When the smoke dissipated, Madman Chu was seen standing on the deck, undamaged, and even the warship was well protected by his power.
Jian Shifang couldn't help but condensed his gaze, and said coldly: "Sure enough, it's not that easy to defeat, but this way, it will be more interesting!"
He rose into the air, and the sword intent on his body rose again.
"Holy spirit swordsmanship, eighteen swords!"
With one sword cut out, thousands of sword qi condensed into a sword shadow and fell across the air.
But he saw Madman Chu slowly raise his hand.
The sword finger condensed, and lightly fell on the sword shadow.
Bang it.
The huge sword shadow shattered on the spot like a bubble.
"It's not over yet."
"Sword Nineteen, Sword Twenty, Sword Twenty One!"
I saw ten swords, three swords in a row!
There is sword energy like rain, converging into a waterfall, falling down from the sky.
The sword energy rolled like a dragon, strangling away from the madman Chu.
With sword energy, it moves forward, like a silver light, sweeping straight!
Three sword auras, from the top, middle and bottom three directions, almost simultaneously slashed towards the madman of Chu. The majestic power made everyone extremely shocked.
"There are so many tricks."
Madman Chu said indifferently, there are twenty-three tricks of the Holy Spirit Sword Art, but because of the difference in sword repair, the power and changes it exerts are also slightly different.
The spirit sword art of the ten directions of swords obviously pays more attention to change.
But no matter how many changes, it is still not worth mentioning in his eyes.
I saw him waving his sleeves.
The majestic aura of the great avenue vented out, like a violent turmoil, unstoppable, with the purest strength, the Sifang Jianqi was completely shattered!
Amidst the series of blasts, Madman Chu was still intact.
Even the warship at his feet, Yin Honghua, Zu Longhuang and others behind him were not harmed at all.
The sky was full of sword aura, like a breeze to him, it was insignificant.
On the other hand, Jianshifang retreated hundreds of feet in the impact.
Its superiority and inferiority are immediately clear.
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Inside the Sword God Palace.
The middle-aged swordsman beside the Sword God Palace Master looked extremely solemn.
"The madman Chu's strength is indeed extraordinary. The swords of Jian Shifang just now are difficult to stop by the Supreme Dao of the ordinary, but he can resolve it with his gestures, and the more important thing is... he has not yet made a sword!"
"How unusual is it to be valued by the three kings."
"The palace lord's words are not bad, but the sword Shifang has not yet exerted all his strength. It is too early to judge the victory or defeat." The middle-aged swordsman looked at the sword Shifang, whose sword intent was rising, and his eyes showed a touch. expect.
Within the City of Ten Thousand Soldiers.
The sword fight over countless swordsmen was extremely surprised.
"Unexpectedly, Jian Shifang's attack like this would not hurt Madman Chu a single bit, and he didn't even damage the warship he was riding in."
"This gap is a bit obvious."
"It's terrible."
Everyone talked a lot.
And at the moment.
"Shi Fang Jianyi!"
With a soft drink.
The sword intent of the ten directions suddenly exploded. High in the sky, the intent of the sword in Shifang rose to another extreme.
"That's a practice method for forcibly enhancing sword intent!"
"The ten directions of sword intent of the Sword God Palace!"
A swordsman from the universe of swords said in a condensed voice.
Ten directions of sword intent, the secret technique of the Sword God Palace.
The sword intent can be improved in a short period of time, which is very mysterious. With this practice method, the sword repairman of the Sword God Palace can often achieve higher levels of battle!
"Mad Chu, take my sword twenty-two!"
Twenty-two swords, this is basically the limit of the Holy Spirit Sword Art. In the Sword God Palace, few swordsmen can cultivate this sword.
The twenty-two sword came out, full of devastating sword energy, covering all directions, like a violent wind, strangling towards Madman Chu!
The sky is full of sword energy, endless.
But seeing Madman Chu raised his hand and waved, the breath of the majestic avenue blasted out.
The violent sword energy around him collapsed.
And he still looks calm and gentle.
"Did you see the sword?"
Frivolous words sounded.
The corner of Chu Kuangren's mouth wore a sneer.
Twenty-two sword, in front of him, there is nothing!
"Chu Madman!!!"
After Jian Shifang heard the other party's ridicule, his eyes opened in anger, and he couldn't help but became mad, his eyes were red, and the sword intent of the Shi Fang moved to the extreme ~www.novel35.com~The Avenue of Swords, boiling frantically.
Sword intent and swordsmanship have once again been upgraded to a new level!
It is the taboo in the spirit of swordsmanship... Sword Twenty-Three! !
This is also the strongest move of Jian Shifang.
The sword cut out twenty-three.
The violent sword intent is overwhelming, hundreds of thousands, millions of sword auras surround the void, full of endless aura of destruction!
Millions of sword auras are endless.
It strangled out like a giant sword-qi dragon that ruined the world.
With this sword, everyone in Wanbingcheng felt palpitations.
After seeing this move, Madman Chu also raised his hand gently, his sword fingers condensed with sword intent and sword energy flowing between his fingers, which was actually the same spirit sword technique.
"Sword Twenty One!"
With a sword cut out, the huge sword shadow fell across the air, boundlessly domineering.
That sword qi dragon was actually cut into two parts by this sword.
Inside the Sword God Palace.
The middle-aged swordsman's pupils shrank, and he said in shock: "How can he know the Spirit Sword Art, and this level of Spirit Sword Art..."
Not even him!
"Twenty-one swords and twenty-three swords are not trivial!"
The Sword God Palace Master couldn't help but admire.
And the sky above Wanbingcheng.
Jian Shifang was shocked when he saw the Holy Spirit Sword Art performed by Madman Chu, "How is it possible, how could you have the Holy Spirit Sword Art!"
And even with twenty-one swords, cut me twenty-three with swords!
When he saw Madman Chu, he couldn't help but think of what the Sword God Palace Master said to him. If Sword Twenty-Three couldn't defeat Madman Chu, he left immediately!
However, looking unscathed, Madman Chu, who easily cracked his proud sword attack completely, his heart was frustrated, and he was extremely unwilling.
"Damn it!!"
Jian Shifang clenched his fists, turned and left.
Compared to Jian Jue, after all, he cherished his life even more.
"Oh, if you want to go, how about picking me up first?!"