Chapter 3140: World War 3
Li Xiuyi clenched the sword art with both hands, and suddenly shouted in his mouth: "The sky and the earth are boundless, the four elephants will be destroyed. Break!" As the voice fell, the mask around him suddenly burst open, and a powerful shock wave rushed to the surrounding like a wave. .
The purple electricity that raged in the sky and the earth, under the overturning of the shock wave, instantly vanished into nothingness. Together with the black cloud above his head, a huge hole was also blasted out. The warm sunlight shone out of it, and the Zhonghua Mountain returned to a bright light again. Li Xiuyi saw that Zidian was destroyed, and he immediately drove the Qiankun double swords and shot at Yan riding the storm. I saw that the Qiankun Shuangjian was divided into four and eight in the process of speeding. In less than a moment, ten thousand swords flew in unison in the sky, with great momentum and incomparable spectacle. Thousands of sharp swords surrounded Yan Chengfeng, and it seemed that they would attack immediately after Li Xiuyi's order. Li Xiuyi stared coldly at Yan Chengfeng above Thunder Dragon's head, and opened his mouth to spit out a cold word: "Kill!"
Suddenly, the ten million sharp swords carried the surging murderous aura and shot towards Yan by the storm.
With a low snort, Yan Chengfeng drove the Thunder Dragon under his feet, and used the shield in the huge body to resist the invasion of Wan Jian. Although he avoided the attack of the sharp sword, the Thunder Dragon was strangled by countless sharp swords, and finally turned into bursts of black energy and dissipated into the sky. Li Xiuyi smiled proudly: "Without that beast to help you, I see what you can do." Yan Chengfeng smiled coldly, and his figure slowly floated upwards. At the same time, I saw that the black cloud in the sky suddenly spun and gradually condensed together. Then, the black cloud rushed into Yan Chengfeng's body frantically. When the black cloud above his head disappeared, Yan Chengfeng's aura had reached a new peak, directly overshadowing Li Xiuyi.
Feeling the pressure emanating from Yan Chengfeng's body, the smile on Li Xiuyi's face gradually subsided, turning into a dignified look. Yan Chengfeng stretched out his hands and let out a long howl in the sky. Afterwards, he turned his attention to Li Xiuyi, and said indifferently, "There are two more moves, you can take it." After speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the air. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Li Xiuyi. "Asura summons the soul!" With a stern shout, a violent aura suddenly surged out of Yan Chengfeng's body. His hands instantly became extremely blood red, like the hands of Shura stretched out in the flames of the Nine Netherworld, enticing people's souls. Those blood-red hands, carrying the aura of death, slammed Li Xiuyi fiercely.
Li Xiuyi's face changed slightly, his hands quickly intertwined, and the Qiankun double swords hovering beside him immediately let out a crisp cry, and then swung the swords to meet Yan Chengfeng. Immediately, the tips of the two sharp swords were pressed against Yan Chengfeng's left and right hands, and the blood-red light and the black-and-white light touched each other. The air inside was twisted.
Leng Xuan, who was under , stared blankly at the competition between the two, his heart was full of shock. This kind of head-to-head confrontation is completely a competition for the true qi cultivation between the two. Situ Tian, who was next to him, frowned and said, "Before the two were on a par, but now, Yan Chengfeng's strength is slightly better than Li Xiuyi's." Leng Xuan continued, "So, what is the palace lord of Lingtian Palace? Didn't you lose?"