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Standing on the high platform, Cangjiu is like an invincible **** of war, looking at everyone indifferently, the bronze lamp in the palm is flashing, the golden flame is burning, exuding a hot color.

Looking at the monks present, Cangjiu said indifferently: "Some people say that there is no invincible physique, only invincible powerhouses. The strong ones are not physical, but a certain monk. The deity wants to say that these are all bullshit, just self-deception. Only with a strong peak physique can we have the present and the future!"

"Without the physique of Qiraji, there are ten acres left? Who else dares to fight me?"

The powerful aura leaked out, suppressing the universe, the huge mana swept everything, and the aura of destruction suppressed everything and tore everything.

Looking at the monks present, there was contempt in his eyes.

"I'm here to fight you!"

At this moment, a cultivator boarded the arena, wearing a white coat that looked like blood, holding a cyan sword in his hand. The sword energy on his body swept through the sky, the powerful sword energy cut all directions, and the kendo coercion suppressed everything. The immortal breath suppresses the universe.

The vision is rising, and the inextinguishable breath suppresses the Quartet.

This monk has a top physique [Indestructible Sword Body].

The inextinguishable sword body is one of the top physiques. With such a physique, the speed of cultivating any kendo technique is extremely fast, and it is a quick entry, and it can be raised to a very high realm. After cultivating some kendo supernatural powers, the power will also increase, and God is better than some other physiques.

With such a physique, the killing power is amazing.

"Nice physique, but still not my opponent!" Cang Jiu looked at the enemy, and said with a calm expression: "The sword body is inextinguishable, it is a top-level physique, the speed of cultivation is fast, and the killing is amazing, but unfortunately it is not mine. Opponent. Take action! Ten moves, etc., I can't beat you, so I lose!"

The tone is domineering and arrogant, despising everything.

"This deity is called Wanguiyi."

Wan Guiyi said: "You are very strong, my chances of winning are less than two, but I still want to fight you! The odds are not big, but I still plan to fight! In life, failure is terrible, but the fear of failure is even more so. Terrifying. I want to see how big the gap is between myself and the Chaos Immortal Body!"

"Please enlighten me, fellow Daoist!"

As he spoke, the breath on his body rose, the ancient cyan sword in his hand was flashing, and the light on the ancient sword was flashing.

"One sword slashes six together!"

Wan Guiyi's aura is rising, his heart is beating, and the power of qi and blood is surging out, entering the ancient blue sword, blood-colored textures appear on the sword's edge, and endless evil spirits rise up, as if a sword can be cut. Demon.

Lifting the sword upside down, the footsteps are hurried forward, the speed of the body is accelerating, the breath is constantly soaring, every step forward, the breath of the body is rising, the sword tip is below, rubbing against the earth, sending out chi chi sparks .

The ancient sword flicked and stabbed directly out.

A sword is vertical and horizontal, as if cutting the six-height, dividing the changes of Yin and Yang.

The ancient sword was like a dragon, directly stabbing at its neck.

Cangjiu's expression was indifferent, with no extra expressions, like a withered sculpture.

It's just that the left hand is gently raised, the palm is changing, the palm is turned in the cloud, the hand is covered with rain, and the moment the palm falls, there is a supreme general trend evolving, like the hand of God, grasping all things, evolving the supreme punishment.

The palm is as white and tender as jade, and the texture on it is changing slightly.

boom!

The palm collided with the ancient sword, making a crisp sound, as if gold and iron were colliding.

The ancient sword is flickering, the shadows are changing, up and down, turning into countless shadows that are changing, like a dragon flying, like a phoenix roaring, like a big river galloping; palms are changing, turning into countless phantoms In the flickering of changes, the phantoms rolled up and down, sending out a series of lore attacks.

Boom!

The ancient sword was twisting, showing a ninety-degree bend, as if it was about to break.

The huge backlash was also transmitted to Wan Guiyi, his body was going backwards, and he vomited blood.

"Two swords play yin and yang!"

The breath of Wan Jianyi is rising, the mana and blood are running, and the breath on the ancient sword is changing. It is no longer murderous, blood-colored light, but black and white, and yin and yang are rising, converging on the ancient sword. superior. The light of the ancient sword is changing, and the breath is rising.

The energy of yin and yang is erupting, it seems to be transformed into the ultimate power of creation, and it has evolved into the ultimate power of destruction.

The ancient sword came from the point of killing, this time there are no unnecessary changes, some are simple, as if mortal warriors are urging swords to assassinate, ordinary, no shocking visions, no majestic knights, some are just ordinary .

"it is good!"

Cang Jiu opened his mouth, and his originally contemptuous eyes seemed to despise this, despise that, as if all sentient beings are stubborn dogs, you are all garbage.

But at this moment, his eyes changed for the first time.

The contempt in his eyes disappeared, and some were just a hint of joy and excitement, and some were just infinite surprises at the appearance of a powerful opponent.

Invincible, how lonely it is!

Many people don't feel this way, just because many Tianjiao have failed, they were all beaten by powerful enemies, they were beaten into pig heads, and they were extremely embarrassed in the end.

Only Cang Liquor is an exception.

When Cangjiu was born, it was a chaotic fairy body, a supreme fairy seedling. As long as it continued to grow, it would definitely become a fairy. For other cultivators, becoming an immortal is very difficult and difficult, and it is necessary to go through many difficulties, many tortures, and many life and death tests.

But for him, becoming immortal only needs to lie down.

Many monks, even if they have special physiques, need to keep growing and rise step by step.

But for him, he was just born as a baby, that is, a spiritual cultivation base.

Later, cut off the excess cultivation base and turn it into the source, settle in the flesh, and gradually turn it into its own heritage.

After cultivating to the present, he is invincible in every realm, powerful and terrifying, not to mention defeating him, even hard fighting does not exist. If you encounter any enemy, you will be killed with three punches and two feet.

Invincible, how lonely it is!

Ask for a defeat and you can't get it!

The one in front of him, Wan Jianyi, is not bad.

The combat power is considerable, and it is worth his effort.

"Very good!" Cang Jiu said, "As a valued enemy, I will no longer play, and give you respect. You are a strong swordsman, then I will use your swordsmanship to defeat you! Two swords evolve Yin and Yang! "

There was also a sword in Cang Jiu's hand, the long sword stabbed out, the yin and yang qi were evolving, variables were being derived, and all things were evolving.

It is the same sword, but it has evolved endless mysteries, which is even better than the sword of Wan Jianyi just now.

"Do not!"

Wan Guiyi's breath is rising, and his body is flying backwards.

His chest was heaving and he seemed to be unable to accept everything.

In order to practice swordsmanship, he practiced hard for countless years, bleeding and sweating a lot; but this chaotic immortal body, just glanced at it, he evolved the same trick, more perfect than him, stronger than him, and defeated him calmly he.

Standing on the high platform, Cangjiu is like an invincible **** of war, looking at everyone indifferently, the bronze lamp in the palm is flashing, the golden flame is burning, exuding a hot color.

Looking at the monks present, Cangjiu said indifferently: "Some people say that there is no invincible physique, only invincible powerhouses. The strong ones are not physical, but a certain monk. The deity wants to say that these are all bullshit, just self-deception. Only with a strong peak physique can we have the present and the future!"

"Without the physique of Qiraji, there are ten acres left? Who else dares to fight me?"

The powerful aura leaked out, suppressing the universe, the huge mana swept everything, and the aura of destruction suppressed everything and tore everything.

Looking at the monks present, there was contempt in his eyes.

"I'm here to fight you!"

At this moment, a cultivator boarded the arena, wearing a white coat that looked like blood, holding a cyan sword in his hand. The sword energy on his body swept through the sky, the powerful sword energy cut all directions, and the kendo coercion suppressed everything. The immortal breath suppresses the universe.

The vision is rising, and the inextinguishable breath suppresses the Quartet.

This monk has a top physique [Indestructible Sword Body].

The inextinguishable sword body is one of the top physiques. With such a physique, the speed of cultivating any kendo technique is extremely fast, and it is a quick entry, and it can be raised to a very high realm. After cultivating some kendo supernatural powers, the power will also increase, and God is better than some other physiques.

With such a physique, the killing power is amazing.

"Nice physique, but still not my opponent!" Cang Jiu looked at the enemy, and said with a calm expression: "The sword body is inextinguishable, it is a top-level physique, the speed of cultivation is fast, and the killing is amazing, but unfortunately it is not mine. Opponent. Take action! Ten moves, etc., I can't beat you, so I lose!"

The tone is domineering and arrogant, despising everything.

"This deity is called Wanguiyi."

Wan Guiyi said: "You are very strong, my chances of winning are less than two, but I still want to fight you! The odds are not big, but I still plan to fight! In life, failure is terrible, but the fear of failure is even more so. Terrifying. I want to see how big the gap is between myself and the Chaos Immortal Body!"

"Please enlighten me, fellow Daoist!"

As he spoke, the breath on his body rose, the ancient cyan sword in his hand was flashing, and the light on the ancient sword was flashing.

"One sword slashes six together!"

Wan Guiyi's aura is rising, his heart is beating, and the power of qi and blood is surging out, entering the ancient blue sword, blood-colored textures appear on the sword's edge, and endless evil spirits rise up, as if a sword can be cut. Demon.

Lifting the sword upside down, the footsteps are hurried forward, the speed of the body is accelerating, the breath is constantly soaring, every step forward, the breath of the body is rising, the sword tip is below, rubbing against the earth, sending out chi chi sparks .

The ancient sword flicked and stabbed directly out.

A sword is vertical and horizontal, as if cutting the six-height, dividing the changes of Yin and Yang.

The ancient sword was like a dragon, directly stabbing at its neck.

Cangjiu's expression was indifferent, with no extra expressions, like a withered sculpture.

It's just that the left hand is gently raised, the palm is changing, the palm is turned in the cloud, the hand is covered with rain, and the moment the palm falls, there is a supreme general trend evolving, like the hand of God, grasping all things, evolving the supreme punishment.

The palm is as white and tender as jade, and the texture on it is changing slightly.

boom!

The palm collided with the ancient sword, making a crisp sound, as if gold and iron were colliding.

The ancient sword is flickering, the shadows are changing, up and down, turning into countless shadows that are changing, like a dragon flying, like a phoenix roaring, like a big river galloping; palms are changing, turning into countless phantoms In the flickering of changes, the phantoms rolled up and down, sending out a series of lore attacks.

Boom!

The ancient sword was twisting, showing a ninety-degree bend, as if it was about to break.

The huge backlash was also transmitted to Wan Guiyi, his body was going backwards, and he vomited blood.

"Two swords play yin and yang!"

The breath of Wan Jianyi is rising, the mana and blood are running, and the breath on the ancient sword is changing. It is no longer murderous, blood-colored light, but black and white, and yin and yang are rising, converging on the ancient sword. superior. The light of the ancient sword is changing, and the breath is rising.

The energy of yin and yang is erupting, it seems to be transformed into the ultimate power of creation, and it has evolved into the ultimate power of destruction.

The ancient sword came from the point of killing, this time there are no unnecessary changes, some are simple, as if mortal warriors are urging swords to assassinate, ordinary, no shocking visions, no majestic knights, some are just ordinary .

"it is good!"

Cang Jiu opened his mouth, and his originally contemptuous eyes seemed to despise this, despise that, as if all sentient beings are stubborn dogs, you are all garbage.

But at this moment, his eyes changed for the first time.

The contempt in his eyes disappeared, and some were just a hint of joy and excitement, and some were just infinite surprises at the appearance of a powerful opponent.

Invincible, how lonely it is!

Many people don't feel this way, just because many Tianjiao have failed, they were all beaten by powerful enemies, they were beaten into pig heads, and they were extremely embarrassed in the end.

Only Cang Liquor is an exception.

When Cangjiu was born, it was a chaotic fairy body, a supreme fairy seedling. As long as it continued to grow, it would definitely become a fairy. For other cultivators, becoming an immortal is very difficult and difficult, and it is necessary to go through many difficulties, many tortures, and many life and death tests.

But for him, becoming immortal only needs to lie down.

Many monks, even if they have special physiques, need to keep growing and rise step by step.

But for him, he was just born as a baby, that is, a spiritual cultivation base.

Later, cut off the excess cultivation base and turn it into the source, settle in the flesh, and gradually turn it into its own heritage.

After cultivating to the present, he is invincible in every realm, powerful and terrifying, not to mention defeating him, even hard fighting does not exist. If you encounter any enemy, you will be killed with three punches and two feet.

Invincible, how lonely it is!

Ask for a defeat and you can't get it!

The man in front of him is Wan Jianyi, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is not bad.

The combat power is considerable, and it is worth his effort.

"Very good!" Cang Jiu said, "As a valued enemy, I will no longer play, and give you respect. You are a strong swordsman, then I will use your swordsmanship to defeat you! Two swords evolve Yin and Yang! "

There was also a sword in Cang Jiu's hand, the long sword stabbed out, the yin and yang qi were evolving, variables were being derived, and all things were evolving.

It is the same sword, but it has evolved endless mysteries, which is even better than the sword of Wan Jianyi just now.

"Do not!"

Wan Guiyi's breath is rising, and his body is flying backwards.

His chest was heaving and he seemed to be unable to accept everything.

In order to practice swordsmanship, he practiced hard for countless years, bleeding and sweating a lot; but this chaotic immortal body, just glanced at it, he evolved the same trick, more perfect than him, stronger than him, and defeated him calmly he.