Boom!
The two swords collide in mid air and then disappear.
In the field of vision, the sword Qi and torrent are intertwined.
The purple and gold sword Qi destroyed Qiu Feng''s golden sword, chopped up the sky and went straight towards Qiu Feng.
Qiu Feng opened his eyes and spread out his dark wings, trying to dodge.
But the purple sword is too fast.
Almost at the moment when he thought of dodging, he dropped on his chest with a bang.
Qiu Feng "poop" a sound, spurt out a mouthful of blood, body like shells, fly out.
Qiu Feng''s body has been flying hundreds of feet.
He forced up the true Qi, so that his body did not fall from high altitude.
Qiu Feng was drowned in the corner of his mouth and his face was pale.
He wears high-level inner armor, which can resist most of the damage from Zixia sword Qi.
However, part of the sword energy still rushed into his body, causing him internal injuries.
Qiu Feng''s long gown on his chest was broken, revealing a golden inner armor to protect his body.
He covered his aching chest and looked ugly. He watched Wang Xiaojian spread out his golden energy wings and flew to the front of him.
"Spicy chicken!"
Wang Xiaojian, holding Emperor Xuan sword in his hand, said bluntly.
On his handsome face, there was no concealment of disdain and contempt, and then a clear voice rang out in his mind.
"Ding! Congratulations on the success of the host mockery. King points + 6! "
Qiu Feng''s body was shocked, he was originally injured by Wang Xiaojian''s sword, and his blood was boiling.
This sentence made him unable to bear the humiliating emotion in his heart.
Qiu Feng said angrily to Wang Xiaojian, "Wang Xiaojian, do you dare to call me spicy chicken?"
Wang Xiaojian''s handsome face raised a smile and said: "what dare you? You are a spicy chicken. You can''t stand it if I use a little bit of force. In my opinion, you are not only a hot chicken, but also a fighting chicken in the spicy chicken! "
"Ding! Congratulations on the success of ridicule
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the taunt, King points + 38. "
The clear voice rang out, Wang Xiaojian''s handsome face showed a smile.
This guy, dare to refute, is simply giving him points.
Wang Xiaojian is laughing.
However, Qiu Feng was filled with indignation.
He didn''t know what a fighting chicken was, but judging from Wang Xiaojian''s appearance, it must be extremely humiliating.
Before that, Qiu Feng was attacked by Wang Xiaojian. Although he vomited blood, he was much better after he vomited blood.
However, Wang Xiaojian''s words directly exacerbated his internal injury. With a "puff" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
In the night sky, Qiu Feng was pale after vomiting blood.
He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and his eyes were red.
He glared at Wang Xiaojian fiercely, his eyes shot a vicious light, and said: "Lizi Wang Xiaojian, you are too arrogant. You dare to insult me just because you have the upper hand. In this case, don''t blame me for being cruel. I will kill you if I use this move
Qiu Feng''s eyes flashed suddenly, and then his momentum continued to climb.
Facing Wang Xiaojian, he held the golden sword in both hands, and then his internal skills were promoted to the extreme.
His body was full of light, and behind him appeared the shadow of a golden statue.
Spread out the double holding, issued a loud and clear cry of anger.
At the same time, the sword in his hand was shining brightly.
This is a familiar sight.
Wang Xiaojian had seen Qiu Shengjie.
His handsome face showed a strange color, he did not interrupt him, watching Qiu Feng holding the sword in both hands, the breath became stronger and stronger.
In the sky, under the gaze of Wang Xiaojian, Qiu Feng''s momentum soared to the extreme.
His whole body, burst out bright thunder, and then his body, a split into three, into three figures holding a sword.
In the middle of these three figures is Qiu Feng himself.
He has a crane hair and a child''s face. He holds a high-level Xuan sword, and his face is cold.
On both sides of him were two illusory figures.
as like as two peas, the two figure of the figure is not the flesh and blood.
They are energy made up of golden light.
Although the breath that they send out is not comparable to that of Qiu Feng, who was built by Emperor Wu, it is also infinitely close to Emperor Wu.
Nine Star King Wu can''t compare with any of them.
At the time of their appearance, Qiu Feng''s murderous opportunity was brewing to the extreme. He roared at Wang Xiaojian and said, "Wang Xiaojian, this is my golden carving gate''s unique skill" Qianling Fenshen Lei ". You have humiliated me. Now go to death
As soon as Qiu Feng''s long sword was lifted, it burst out a sharp sword.
The energy of two thousand plumes separated by thunder also raised the long sword and cut down on the top of Wang Xiaojian''s head.The golden sword is overwhelming.
It''s like a river of stars above the nine days.
It was a joint effort of the three.
It''s more powerful than Qiu Feng''s sword which has just split into Wang Xiaojian. I don''t know how many times stronger it is.
Where the sword passes, the air tears.
The three swords constitute the space of death, and they cover Wang Xiaojian''s head.
Qiu Feng looks ferocious. With this sword, he will tear Wang Xiaojian into pieces.
Let him go to hell forever, not to be born!
Wang Xiaojian''s black hair is flying, and his white robe is flying. He looks up at the sword''s shadow.
It was a terrifying attack.
In his eyes, even the emperor of Wu, who was at the same level as Qiu Feng, had to be severely damaged by this move.
However, at the moment, Wang Xiaojian''s handsome face is fearless and his eyes are shining fiercely.
When the three swords were cut down, he uttered thunder and made a proud sound.
"The same trick doesn''t work for me!"
Wang Xiaojian raised the Emperor Xuan sword in his hand, and the golden sword was full of bright light. It''s not the purple awn of Zixia sword technique, but the green one.
It''s Li Bai''s skill - he''s going to drink.
"You can''t see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, running to the end and never coming back!"
In the night sky, resounding a loud and clear voice.
At the beginning of the year, Wang Xiaojian wrote a poem about drinking wine, leaving a shadow with golden wings in place, facing Qiu Feng''s statue and writing directly.
Whoosh ~
this is a skill to make wine, but it is not an ordinary sword.
It contains Wang Xiaojian''s sense of sword and the artistic conception of gold.
In the night sky, the artistic conception of emperor xuanjian condenses into a touch of star.
It has an indestructible attribute, like a meteor, across the night sky, into a through the sky awn.
Poof ~
boom!
The body of Wang Xiaojian holding the sword penetrates through the chest of Qiu Feng''s energy split body.
That is the powerful man of the emperor of Wu, with his powerful techniques, can easily kill any king of Wu.
However, its sword has not yet hit Wang Xiaojian, and its chest is penetrated by Wang Xiaojian and his sword.
With the destructive power from the artistic conception of gold, the whole body was diffused, and the sound of "boom" exploded.