A new force was injected into An Jie's body, shaking out the sword that pierced into his body. The strongest ** instantly recovered from the wound. The muscles in his body were as iron as iron, shattering all his clothes. The black air surged, causing the wind and clouds to turn their faces, and then hundreds of fists blasted out violently.

"Impossible, why don't you die?" Alvin had to believe it, because An Jie's fist had hit him one after another, focusing on attacking the throat and other key points, and the force of each fist was very crazy.

He vomited blood and blood, and Alvin didn't know how many punches he had been hit. Every time he was seriously injured, the Yuanqi sword inputted him to survive. However, he had just recovered and was knocked out and his bones were disintegrated.

With the recovery time and time again, the consumption of the Yuanqi Sword was also very large. A sword shining with luster gradually dimmed and soon it would be impossible to hold on. At that time, Alvin would die under An Jie's chaotic fist.

With the last punch, An Jie concentrated his strongest force and knocked Alvin away with one blow, and knocked his chest to sink. He flew back and forth, and several houses were destroyed along the way, but he still couldn't stop. In the end, he crashed through the walls of Wuyuan City and flew out of the city. Maybe he wouldn't be able to come back for a while.

After the fight, An Jie breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and then turned around and looked at the castle, anxious. He didn't know if Anya was fine, but he could feel that there was a battle on the castle, and one of them was very powerful, several times stronger than Alvin.

However, An Jie had just taken a step when suddenly a crazy murderous aura locked him in. The shocking murderous intent made the whole world tremble. Aiwen actually walked back step by step, his eyes were covered with blood, his eyes were so angry that he was emitting murderous aura like a wild beast. What was even more unexpected was that he actually had the strength of the eighth level of the holy level.

"When you fight well, you really awaken me." A black-toothed sword, purple gold sword, vitality sword, and blood-red sword appeared beside Evan, all of which were the swords of the great emperors in his previous life. Each one was extraordinary. Now that the four swords arrived at the same time, what kind of power will it stimulate? Then An Jie will experience it in the next actual battle.

An Jie also felt the threat, and his black air was emitted all over his body, turning the surroundings into a dark world, waiting to fight the opponent to the death.

"Let's end here, Anjie." Alvin roared, four swords flew quickly, and at the same time he rushed towards Anjie. The unimaginable sword light formed a shocking sword force, and moved forward, piercing through the darkness under Anjiebu in a blink of an eye.

"So strong!" An Jie's heart tightened. Diablo concentrated his fists, and his attack power doubled, and the sword light blew, but unexpectedly, Diablo was shattered just by touching it slightly, and even his fists were numb.

The black gas protector immediately discharged the damage, and at the same time, the dark heart injected a steady stream of power to strengthen the **. An Jie actually went into battle with his shirtlessness and used his body to block the sword light. As a result, he was knocked away with one blow and blood squirted wildly.

"Hmph, useless guy." Aiwen rushed to the scene, slashed down with a black-toothed sword, and directly knocked An Jie down the ground. The serrated teeth stretched to bite him tightly, and then replaced the purple gold sword. The emperor's energy was the most powerful, and he slashed it heavily. Then the blood-red sword and the vital energy sword stabbed at the same time, sucking away his vital energy and absorbing his blood.

The Blood Red Sword was created by the great emperor at that time, based on the characteristics of the Blood Sword. It is considered a fake of the magic weapon of a sword. It also has a strong blood-sucking ability, which immediately caused An Jie to lose too much blood and be dizzy. With the suppression of the purple gold sword, he could not stand up even if he was heavy.

Just when An Jie was about to lose, the dark heart beat again, injecting continuous power, sufficient vitality, and the blood regeneration power was enhanced. The strongest ** was once again alive, breaking the serration of the Black-toothed Sword, and even the purple gold sword was shaken away.

Then it is one thing to break free from the bondage, and it is another thing to compete with Alvin. The Yuanqi Sword and the Blood Red Sword slashed on An Jie at the same time, knocking him away again. The sword force that was rolling like a storm continued to slash him endlessly. Even the Purple Gold Sword and the Black Toothed Sword were killed again to cooperate with the master's attack.

The power of the four swords combined was really almost at the extreme. You could cut in at any angle at will. An Jie was so anxious that he could resist it. He was not sure how many swords he had been hit on his body. Even though the dark heart kept injecting power, he could fight again, but he could never find a chance to counterattack, and the situation was worrying.

Alvin slashed An Jie's head for several consecutive swords. The powerful force poured into his brain, which once again stimulated the operation of the dark brain. Instantly, the flaws in Alvin's offensive were analyzed. However, the opponent's offensive was too fierce, so he could not even lift his hand and could not launch a counterattack.

There was no way, An Jie could only go out and concentrate his thoughts. Under such fierce attack from Alvin, he secretly cultivated the eighth level of the Dark Meaning Sutra. This was An Jie's most bet on life. He used his dark heart to support him and gain as much time as possible. The key is all about how fast the dark brain can understand the Dark Meaning Sutra.

When he saw An Jie standing still, letting himself fight, and even closed his eyes and pondering, Alvin knew what he was doing. He would never allow such a thing to happen. The sword was even more violent, and the sharp wind cut all the things that could be cut into pieces.

"It's now that I realized it." The dark brain brought An Jie the strongest spirit and understanding. It didn't work easily. Once it was operated, it would be more useful than the dark heart. It quickly helped An Jie understand the eighth level of the Dark Meaning Sutra. This time, An Jie was promoted to a new field, surpassing the Evil Lord, and a new move suddenly arose in his hands.

It was a black electric current that ran around An Jie's palm, growing, forming a long weapon, slashed out, and the space was torn apart, and it quickly hit Alvin's eyes.

"What the hell, look at me." Alvin was confident that his sword was powerful and could be blocked. As soon as the blood-red sword came out, he saw a string of black currents passing by, and the blood-red sword turned into two pieces, which was invalid from then on.

Aiwen lost one of the four moves, and his power was greatly reduced. He never thought that An Jie's new move was so great. He immediately crossed the purple gold sword and the Yuanqi sword together, and the two swords were combined, barely resisting the black current.

"Impossible, this long weapon formed by black current actually has the lethality comparable to a divine weapon." After barely blocking it, Alvin immediately retreated, stared at the current in An Jie's hand, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

This is a move that can only be practiced in the eighth level of the Dark Meaning Sutra, called Dark Electric Slash. The black current forms a long weapon, which has the power that is not inferior to a divine weapon, and is equivalent to a divine weapon in hand. This move was thought about after the Martial God King was bare-handed and suffered a great loss from the enemy who possessed the divine weapon.

"Very good, I like this trick." An Jie held a black electric blade and showed a meaningful smile, saying, "Then there is another trick." After speaking, the black death released by An Jie had already spread all over the surroundings, making the surroundings dark.

"What the hell?" Aiwen frowned, not knowing what tricks An Jie was going to play, and he didn't dare to attack rashly. Just as he was thinking about the next step, he saw an incredible scene. An Jie in front of him became taller and stronger, like a mountain, as if he had supported the entire sky.

"How could this... how could it be?" Alvin almost grew up and didn't understand that this was An Jie's move, and he was intimidated for a moment. In fact, the real An Jie did not become bigger again. Instead, after practicing to the seventh level of the Dark Meaning Sutra, he practiced a move that darkness lost, blinded the other party's heart and gave birth to an illusion.

"Even, let's come again." At this moment, in Alvin's eyes, the tall and inconspicuous An Jie seemed to be able to break the mountains and rivers even if he roared. With his huge foot, the earth seemed to sink, and his momentum was completely overwhelmed.

Taking advantage of Alvin being intimidated, Anjie's dark electric slash hit him with a blow, and a deep wound was melted on him, blood gushed out, and you could also see the white bones, which were so serious that they were almost in crisis that they had reached their lives.

However, at this time, the Purple Gold Sword emitted the throne to cover all directions, revitalizing Alvin's spirit. The darkness lost image on him instantly shattered. Then the Yuanqi Sword once again cured Alvin's injuries, and even increased his strength to a little. Finally, scenes of images appeared in his mind. Weili's smile fascinated him. He once vowed to protect her forever. But as she and An Jie got closer, she felt jealous and had no choice. This feeling tormented him every day, and then everything was destroyed, Weili turned into a stone statue.

"Kill you, kill you, I will kill you." Alvin was stimulated by strong force, and his murderous intent became stronger and stronger. His roar was like thunder. A sword was faster, stronger, heavier, and sharper than a sword. His tenacity exceeded An Jie's imagination and he fell into a passive again.

"An Jie, you killer Qian Dao, why can you make Weili do whatever you want? Why do you? It's you who hurt Weili, it's all your fault." Alvin went crazy. The Yuanqi Sword absorbed a large amount of Yuanqi in the world, concentrated the sword's tip and exploded, causing half of An Jie's body to be covered in blood.

"An Jie, since you can't protect Weili, why do you appear in her life? You shouldn't have appeared at all." Alvin was so angry that he was too strong. Even his arm's meridians could not bear the weight and broke. The pain of the ** is far less than the eternal pain in his heart. In his will, there is only killing, killing, killing, and killing.

"Why is Weili who suffers? You are not the one who deserves you? Why tell me?" Evan slashed the purple gold sword heavily on An Jie's body, and also melted a wound on his body, and then stepped on his wound with one foot.


Chapter completed!