Chapter 0328: Sword hanging style

If you want to achieve the Martial Realm, you must comprehend the Martial Realm to a greater than tenth level of Great Perfection, so that you have a chance to be promoted to the Martial Realm, and there is only a chance.

Some people are bound by their talents, and even if they understand ten thousand martial arts, they will not be able to be promoted to the martial arts realm in their entire lives.

The Martial Realm has the Martial Arts Realm and suppresses the heavens.

When you reach this level, you are already top-notch in the Seven Xuanwu Realm, where Nirvana is the strongest. Most of those Nirvana monsters are hidden cultivators and rarely come out of the world. The martial arts realm has the top combat power.

Four percent of martial intentions, and only martial intentions are intimidating, which is enough to crush all those who have not exceeded their understanding of martial intentions.

Of course, this is just the general situation.

The sword is the king of hundreds of soldiers, the sword art, among many martial arts, the top sword art, the sword art warrior has a combat power far exceeding that of ordinary warriors. The sword art is enough to rank among the top hundreds of martial arts.

"The power of the witch and demon can only block one sword."

Su Yang frowned slightly, and he was breathing a big tone.

However, looking at Jun Qianyang's indifferent expression, even under the power of the witch demon, he couldn't help but feel a thrill.

A strong enemy, an unprecedented strong enemy.

"I am twenty-nine years old this year and have escaped from the status of an elite disciple a year ago. In this battle, I only use three swords. If you block it, you will win."

Jun Qianyang suddenly stood up, looked at Su Yang, and said indifferently.

In his eyes, Su Yang seemed to have no threatening power, and could not even let him take action with all his strength.

Even in the face of such ignorance, Su Yang could not even mention a trace of anger.

His expression became extremely serious.

Buzz ~~

Jun Qianyang suddenly closed his eyes, and an inexplicable wave instantly filled the sky.

At this moment, Su Yang felt horrified all over, and his pores were stirred up by an invisible sharp blade. The stinging pain made his qi and blood surge instantly.

Jun Qianyang seemed to have turned into a sword, and the whole world, except for this sword, disappeared.

Wow~~

Kak~~

The entire void battle platform suddenly sounded a sharp sound.

Tens of thousands of disciples, swords, swords, and various weapons in their hands, trembled violently like riots at this moment, even the master could not control it, and they were all whine under Jun Qianyang's sword intent.

"What? Five percent of the sword intent, at least five percent of the sword intent."

On the platform, the elders were frightened. One of them was using a knife. His sword was still a spiritual weapon and integrated into his body. However, at this moment, the swords in his body trembled slightly, exuding a strong sword energy fighting spirit, and almost wanted to fight.

The elder narrowed his eyes slightly and was shocked.

He was at the Martial Realm's cultivation level, and his sword was actually shocked by the sword intent of a cave realm warrior...

"Jun Qianyang, the most terrifying elite disciple back then, took the initiative to withdraw from the elite disciple a year ago and applied to be a mountain guardian..."

An elder took a deep breath and murmured.

Click!

A harsh wail suddenly came from the elite disciples, and a long sword broke from the hands of a disciple, falling to the ground weakly, making a faint clanging sound.

"Broken, broken."

The disciple's face was pale, and his palm tightly grasped the sword's hand. At this moment, blood marks appeared, and he was scratched by his own sword under the invisible sword intent.

sulfuric acid!

Just as the sword broke, a crisp sword sounded through the sky, and the majestic sword force soared into the sky.

Jun Qianyang suddenly opened his eyes, and the sword energy about a foot long burst out, tearing the void in front of him.

He carried a three-foot green edge and suddenly got out of the sheath.

A storm sword light soared into the sky, dragging a space crack as thick as a bucket and heading straight into the sky.

Click!

The sky collapsed and the battle platform trembled.

"The first sword, hanging sword style."

Jun Qianyang stared at Su Yang indifferently and spit out the sound of a sword.

"Shang sword style...hang."

Su Yang's whole body trembled, his pupils suddenly tightened, and an unprecedented crisis of life and death hit his heart. His blood and blood trembled, and his five internal organs moved horizontally. He suddenly looked up.

Boom!

The sword light that had penetrated into the cracked sky suddenly dropped. At this moment, the sky and the earth were lost and the space collapsed. The majestic sword spirit was still as strong as thunder, fierce and violent, extremely powerful.

Between the heaven and earth, there was only a storm sword light, dragging the dark cracks and mixing the sword light that made the sun and the moon shine without light, like a meteor falling, penetrated vertically towards Su Yang.

At this moment, countless disciples vomited blood, and their minds were destroyed. Countless weapons collapsed under the sword intent. Countless martial arts artistic conceptions spread fear at this moment.

"What a terrifying sword intent. If this son becomes a martial domain, he should be the strongest martial domain."

All the elders were shocked by this sword, even they were shocked.

Su Yang, who was shrouded in the unparalleled sword intent, had a trembling body and a pale face. In his pupils, the extreme sword light expanded at an unimaginable speed. In his consciousness, the will condensed into substance was trembling slightly at this moment, and the invisible sword energy was entangled.

"Three-thousand-degree sword intent, this sword contains at least three-thousand-degree sword intent."

This sword seemed to be about to penetrate the battle platform, and Su Yang's will seemed to be about to be destroyed by an invisible sword.

roar!

Su Yang suddenly roared in his heart, and his eyes suddenly felt fierce fighting spirit.

This is the strong, and such a battle is the real battle.

bring it on

He faced the falling sword fearlessly, and the black air in his eyes surged wildly, and all the remaining witch and demon power in his body was mobilized at this moment.

His whole body was shrouded in black fog, and the extremely evil power squirmed violently, as if he was under the sword intent, and he roared an angry roar.

"Baquan, Bengtian."

Su Yang swung his fist fiercely, his huge fist and the black mist churned like a demon in it.

With one punch, a large black fist soared into the sky, like a black thunderbolt, hitting the falling sword like lightning.

Rumble ~~

The sky collapsed and the earth was broken, the sun and the moon were gone, the dark space cracks were instantly spread throughout the void, and the fierce space wind raged in the void. At this moment, the void completely turned into a chaotic place, just like countless nuclear bombs exploded.

Boom! Boom!

The sword intent and fist intent are intertwined, collided, and confronted wildly; in the central area, a huge space black hole with hundreds of feet is presented, and a terrifying storm is on the rise.

"Ah, my eyes, ah..."

Someone suddenly covered his eyes and screamed in pain. The bright red bloodshot overflowed down his fingers. His eyes were actually stabbed through the void by two terrifying forces.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

"Ah~~~My hand."

"Sword, the sword is here, so many swords."

"Help, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, save me."

The screams were endless, and countless disciples vomited blood, both in their mind and in their bodies, suffered severe damage.

The Lord of the Heavenly Palace's pupils shrank slightly and her expression changed slightly. She suddenly stood up, and her fair and flawless hands danced gracefully.

Buzz ~~

A mysterious wave, accompanied by the golden light, suddenly enveloped the battlefield in the center of the battlefield, isolating many disciples from the battlefield.

The violent fist force and sword energy hit the golden light curtain, but it could not even shake a ripples.

The power of Nirvana is so powerful.

The violent energy confronted in the black hole in the void and was gradually swallowed into the void and slowly dissipated.

Two figures were revealed in everyone's sight.

"He actually blocked it."

The elders' pupils were tightening and they stared at the erect figure.

Su Yang stood there safely, his clothes unchanged, as if he had not been hurt.
Chapter completed!