Commanding Wind and Cloud

The majestic grudge power roared in Qian Jin's body, and Wan Ying's power reached an unprecedented level at this moment, the saber in Qian Jin's hand slashed down in the air, and the sword intent rolled down like a river of stars!

The energetic Saber appeared from the front of Farak, the sides of his body, and behind him at the same time!

Wanying, Wanying! Uncle Blake claimed that he could move in the way of ten thousand shadows, so he shot three real afterimages besides the main body for the first time!

The sword intent of the four billowing rivers of stars poured down, surging down from all directions, making it difficult to distinguish between illusion and reality! Farak's silver hair stood up all over his body, and his eyes rolled wildly trying to distinguish which one was real and which one was fake!

The pupils of Duan Feng Bu Er's Eye of Myriad Solutions flickered, and he took a deep breath, this... this is fucking true! How can it be?

Thousands of troops! Every ten thousand shadows also contains a thousand soldiers! There is truth in fiction, but not truth in truth!

Wild Sand Soul Realm!

A moment of life and death! Farak didn't bother to analyze which one was true and false, the rudimentary form of the killing spirit domain in his body opened wildly at this moment, and sand appeared out of thin air around his body! The golden sand rolled and rose, and the sand grains in the soil on the ground also rose one after another.

They merged together to form huge palms made of sand, and these palms grabbed towards the energetic ankles one after another, and countless sand grains formed shields, appearing in the sky around his body, surrounding him, blocking the sword slashing like a river of stars.

Thousands of troops are like real people, but only one sword is a real sword! The other three are swords composed of grudges, not real swords!

The huge sand hand was fast enough, but it was still slow to start for a moment. All of them were held empty and turned into sand fists. The huge shield blocked the attack of the three-sided saber. Fighting Qi and the sand shield bombarded together.

More than half of it collapsed, just more than half of it collapsed, this is the power of the soul domain! It's just the prototype of the soul domain, but with the help of the holy artifact, this prototype of the soul domain still exerted extremely strong power, and even forcibly held the vigorous sword-shaped grudge.

Clang! The real sword still broke through the defense of the sand shield. The endless saber energy cut into the ground and made a piercing sound. Farak's body moved laterally for tens of meters, and smashed the flying knife energy with a punch.

risk! so close! It's too dangerous!

Farak's scalp was numb and his back was sweating coldly. The veins on his head were throbbing uncontrollably. He swallowed his saliva again and again. He had experienced countless battles since his debut, and his body was not without serious injuries. However, he had never been so close to death like today.

Farak even smelled the eerie and cold smell that only belonged to death.

If, if not for this special sacred artifact! Farak really doubted whether he had just died under a knife that was powerful enough to shake the soul of a human being.

Soul domain power bonus! If it weren't for the unique ability of this holy artifact, it could increase the power of the soul domain a lot again. The sand shield just now was not strong enough to be so strong, and it might have been killed by knives rushing from all directions with just one blow.

The power of this knife is so terrifying!

Farak was panting heavily, the silver hair on his forehead was completely soaked in sweat, forcibly using the holy weapon to revive the power of the prototype of the soul realm, made his mind feel weightless for an instant, the sand around his body condensed in the air, and instantly turned into hundreds of huge fists, bombarding the vigorous body from different positions in all directions, half to counterattack, and half to stop.

The fist made of sand is as dense as raindrops, directly covering the energy completely.

Seeing the huge sand fists flying towards him, Qian Jin didn't stop at all. He strode towards the sand fists with big strides. The sand fists that could hit the steel plate more than once, even pierced through the steel plate, hit Qian Jin's body and burst into clusters of sand flowers.

On the contrary, the pace of motivation is getting faster and faster! faster and faster! In the blink of an eye, countless sand fists were shattered.

What kind of bodyguard fighting skill is this? Could it be that he also has a defensive holy artifact on him? Farak was shocked by the powerful and powerful body, and he didn't stop at all in his hands. A sandman quickly gathered beside his body. The sandman quickly became as big as him, and contained a lot of fighting spirit.

The second fighting body! Farak let out a long breath, even the strong ones who have become holy may not be able to have a second fighting body. Because of the relationship between the Kuangsha Soul Domain, he has condensed his second fighting body, which is why he is confident in becoming the first person under the holy.

The second fighting body is different from Qianjun! It can not only be strong, but also weak! At the same time, when the power of the second fighting body is the strongest, it can reach the level of the main body! Moreover, this second fighting body can also be integrated with the main body, exerting stronger power.

Farak's second fighting body is a powerful second fighting body that he found by finding Hengsha, a rare star in the world, and combining it with his own Kuangsha Soul Domain!

The second fighting body was activated instantly, and the person made of sand turned out to be exactly the same as Farak, making it difficult for outsiders to tell which one was the real Farak.

In an instant, Farak was panic-stricken, and his self-confidence and ambition skyrocketed again and again. Facing the aggressive offensive, he did not retreat but advanced, and his domineering fists once again rushed forward against the energetic sword.

Hallows! In terms of hardness, it is far superior to the Super Fighter in Qian Jin's hands. As soon as he strikes, the surrounding phantoms are reborn, layers of yellow sand are flying all over the sky, and the endless scenery of the ancient deserted sand sea is brought out by his punch, and the desolation of millions of years or even millions of years is continuously expanding.

With this punch, Farak's mind was clear, and the punch seemed to fill the fist with the soul of the ancient sand sea above his head.

At this moment, Farak felt that he had merged into the ancient desert sea, as if he was a part of the ancient desert sea that devoured everything, and part of the power of the ancient desert sea was integrated into the boxing.

Fist from the phenomenon! Falak walked like a dragon, his fist shook all directions, forcing several of his subordinates to retreat again and again, for fear of being swept away by the aftermath of this fist. It seemed that he was really going to be promoted to a saint with this punch, and he even saw a door in his mind!

Push open that door! It is sanctification!

Holy! Holy! Farak is sure that he has realized how to push open the door to holiness, as long as he defeats his motivation, he can easily open the door to holiness.

At this moment, Farak even shattered the sacred artifact in his hand, directly causing the power of the sacred artifact to vibrate with the power of his own blood, just like ordinary soldiers use the method of soul soldiers to become holy, directly entering the battle forcibly.

Not so much! Not so much! Farak tried his best to restrain his impulse, only to get the treasure in the mountain, if it is really a holy weapon! Then I will use this holy weapon to become the first bloodline warrior to use the holy weapon to become a saint!

At that time...Falak believes that he will use the holy weapon to become a saint, and he may even achieve the ultimate awakening in the future, becoming the first ultimate awakened Bimon blood warrior. By then, he will be able to counter the two major forces of the Demon Race and the Zhence Dynasty, and firmly become the next leader of the barbarians.

Confidence vibrates strength, and strength feeds confidence. Farak's strength is miraculously raised again, and his fists are locked on his energetic body.

As expected of a blood warrior who is one of the three great geniuses of the barbarians! This punch actually contained the vast taste of the desert, which made people instinctively bow to him and admit defeat.

Thoughts of enthusiasm flickered again and again, but the steps under his feet did not have any intention of stopping. Every step seemed not fast, but every step was so stable, as if the killing curse released by the team of magicians falling from the sky could not stop his self-confidence, nor could it stop his progress.

Even if there is a big mountain in front of him, he will break through the mountain with his body, and he will cross a big river. Even if there is no future history, he will be trampled out of his unique historical avenue!

Countless battles to the death, rebirth from Nirvana, vigorous fighting spirit, and confidence have reached unimaginable firmness. At this moment, the saber in his hand did not dodge the oncoming fist, but chose one of the two fists to chop it down.

reality? illusory? There is only truth in the eyes of enthusiasm!

With one slash of vigor, the majestic momentum suddenly appeared, as if the surging Yangtze River rolled down from the nine heavens, no matter what sand sea, forest, fortress, or anything else!

Under the power of the stars, no matter whether you are a million years or tens of millions of years, you are still naive, fragile, and tiny! Even the desolate breath of the ancient barren sand sea will also drown you, turning the endless yellow sand into a beach under the sea!

Although the ancient barren sand sea was terrifying, it was no longer so ferocious in front of the stars.

The momentary change in energy, the realm of fighting skills, and the perception of fighting spirit seemed to be greatly improving. The fighting energy of the three major fighting spirits surged up crazily, bulging and rushing into the star seal of life and death, and the huge fighting seal rotated at high speed, releasing waves of fighting energy.

Enthusiasm has accumulated too much these days, not just the accumulation of grudges, but also the accumulation of various combat experiences. At this moment, it completely exploded and started a new round of integration.

Burning Soul Realm boils me! Violent Soul Domain! Open it for me!

Striding vigorously forward and pulling the long saber, Qianjun separated four clones to meet Farak's second fighting body, and in silence cut out a mighty fist that killed Farak.

The saber fell and slashed away Farak's fist, and the fighting spirit around him exploded, and the desolation of the ancient barren sand sea was actually completely stopped.

This is? stars?

He watched as he strode forward vigorously and slashed with stars, even as if the stars and rivers were poured into the sword. The inexplicable pressure seemed to crush the whole world.

"Even if you really pull the stars to yourself, you still can't stop the power of the prince's sacred weapon!"

Farak gritted his teeth tightly, and smashed his fist at the vigorous sword without retreating. The power of the holy weapon is his greatest reliance!

Clang! The saber landed on the fist, countless metallic sparks appeared, and countless crack patterns appeared on the extremely hard Zhanma Dao, and a series of cracking sounds resounded from the saber.

boom! The Saber Saber could no longer bear the impact of that tyrannical force, and shattered into countless fragments on the spot. Farak's fist drove straight into the chest of Qian Jin, forcibly suppressing the turbulent fighting spirit in his heart, and encouraged him to maintain the fighting spirit that might collapse at any time.

The state of Xingchen's sword has completely exceeded the level that should be achieved below the sanctity. Even Farak, who has the holy weapon in his hand, is still injured. After all, only the truly holy and strong can display the strongest power of the holy weapon. He is only infinitely close to the holy.

What are you proud of when you lose your weapon? Falak punched through the fragments of the inch blade, and went straight to the brain of drive.

Want to kill me? Life and death star seal! give birth to me!

The shattered Saber was reassembled in the air in an instant! The blade that shattered into countless fragments was reunited in an instant. Although the quality was not up to the state of a super fighter, but...

Reborn! The [Life] skills of the Life and Death Star Seal are not only aimed at fighting skills, but also at the human body and even the weapons in hand.

The strongest fighting skill of the blood of the undead king, how can it be an ordinary fighting skill? Vigorous Life and Death Star Yin Dacheng, although the power cannot be exerted to the limit due to the relationship between fighting spirit, the actual power exerted has already made people tremble!

Life and death star seal! Die for me!

The knives on his wrists were pressed down, and the combined blades were almost reborn against Farak's face again. The tyrannical [death] shattered his protective fighting spirit in an instant, and cut into his body without any pause.

Ahhh! Holy Artifact, give me...

die! The vigor saber pierced Farak's head with a cut that was faster than his thoughts. The huge Beamon's body immediately became two pieces, and a flood of blood erupted from his body.

The saber in Qian Jin's hand shattered again, he raised his hand and grabbed Farak's arm, took off the sacred gauntlet, and put it in his hand...

boom!

The fist of Farak's second fighting body broke through the siege of Qianjun, and the fist that could flatten the Iron Man with one blow hit Qian Jin's back fiercely, and the words in Farak's mind before his death came out from his mouth: "I die! You don't even want to live! Die with me!"

Farak is dead, but his second fighting body still retains the pride of Prince Beamon, and this punch is the best punch.

Crack...Crack...

The fist of Farak's second fighting body made a cracking sound, and then his whole body was completely shattered and exploded. The remaining will made his eyes full of unbelievable shock. His fist launched a punch that was almost a sneak attack under the negligence of the opponent, but it couldn't penetrate his body protection. Not only could it not hurt the opponent, but his body was shattered by the opponent!

Motivated to turn around and sneer, if he didn't dare to resist this punch with his body a few days ago, but now he doesn't know how powerful the body protection fighting skills are! Maybe you really have to fight against the saintly powerhouses in order to truly understand your own strength?

Violent Soul Domain! Motivated by the violent soul domain, the vigorous body appeared in front of Farak's subordinates, and the huge fist, which held the power of the stars, smashed hard on the head of one of them.

boom! There was no dodging, no resistance.

In other words, there was no time to dodge, and there was no way to think of resistance.

He killed Farak with one blow, and his aura rose again and again, like the god of the stars descending, appearing in front of everyone, making these barbarian warriors even have the urge to kneel down and worship.

However, they cannot really kneel down.

They are the warriors of the barbarians! Not all barbarian warriors with combat power can be called warriors. Warrior is a title of honor, which requires great courage to have.