Wu alchemy body

Chapter 651

Zi Jian didn't pay any attention to the yelling from the fighters in the audience, and stepped onto the fighting platform, crushing the death card. Under the golden light, Bing Xin's body was teleported to the fighting platform, and once teleported to the other people It is impossible to do it.

"This man is so despicable." The native referee cursed secretly. He didn't like such a despicable and arrogant person. Seeing that Bing Xin couldn't bear it, he thought about it and suddenly thought of something. His eyes lit up and he said to Sun Yi: "Actually, there is a The method can let you fight instead of the girl, but the price is a bit high, it depends on whether you are willing or not."

"what way?"

Sun Yi's icy eyes lit up a few times, and he couldn't wait to ask, he was not afraid that Bing Xin would not be able to defeat the Purple Sword, and that once the mysterious power was used by the Purple Sword, he would be an ant, but he was afraid that Bing Xin's excessive use of this power would make her become another person.

"Ten death battle cards, you can directly replace the girl on the field."

Ten death battle posts are worth 50 battle star points, allowing warriors to enjoy the power of the law for a hundred days in the fifth-floor training room. The price is not small, and generally no one is willing to do this. Protect.

"50 battle star points, I am willing to do this, do you have them here?" Sun Yi clenched his fists and said coldly, at the same time a voice came into Bing Xin's ears: "give me [-] battle star points, today I want him to die."

The cold voice could be heard clearly by all warriors in the arena, Yanhuang was furious and wanted to fight for his woman.

"Okay." Without hesitation, [-] battle stars were drawn into the blue battle stars between Sun Yi's brows.

"Wait a minute, I'll send it to you right away." The referee nodded natively.

"Old man, what are you talking about, I'm going to fight here." The Zijian man was displeased, this Yanhuang was so courageous, and he was willing to waste 50 battle star points to fight for his woman, which made him feel an inexplicable crisis Sensation, hastily urged.

"Why are you arguing? According to the rules of the God of War Tower, someone wants to fight for that girl. You can't fight. If you don't want to, you can get out of here, so as not to get in my eyes here, a despicable villain."

The native referee scolded Zijian mercilessly, making Zijian's face cloudy. The referee is just an ordinary person. Zijian can kill him with a breath, but he can't. Once the referee is killed, the God of War Tower will be destroyed. directly obliterate your existence.

And the referee also followed the rules. The gods in the God of War tower would protect him as long as he didn't violate the rules. If Zijian attacked him, he would die.

After a short wait, the native referee directly activated the formation on the high platform and communicated with the exchange hall on the fifth floor. After a while, a white light flashed on the high platform, and an exquisite small box appeared directly in the referee's hand.

"There are ten death battle cards inside, and the gods in the God of War Tower can see all of this."

In the God of War Tower, there is a legend among the natives, that is, there is a powerful god in the Tower of the God of War, which presides over everything in the dark, and protects them, a group of natives, so that they can survive here.

Hearing this, Sun Yi scoffed. There is no god at all. The so-called gods are just more powerful warriors.

Just like if Sun Yi came to the country of ordinary people, then he would be a god, standing at different heights, and seeing the nature of events with different eyes.

"Here are 50 battle star points, for you."

Suddenly, a torrent of blue light from the blue battle star poured into the box, and the blue star dimmed in an instant, without a trace of light, and the box opened with a click, and ten golden death battle cards were held in Sun Yi's hands .

"Zi Jian, if you don't die today, whoever dies!"

"Crash!" The ten death battle cards were crushed in an instant, golden light occupied everything, Bing Xin's body was instantly teleported to the audience, replaced by Sun Yi's body, standing proudly on the battle platform.

Sun Yi sneered, instead of looking at Zijian, he looked at Bing Xin in the audience: "Wait for me, I'll kill him for you."

"I'm waiting for you." Bing Xin smiled slightly, her heart was completely overwhelmed by Sun Yi's strength, a man who dared to waste 50 battle star points for her.

"Yanhuang killed him, killed this despicable villain."

"I am optimistic about you, that despicable villain will definitely die in your fist."

The audience was silent for a while, and then there was a roar like a tsunami, and the surging momentum like rivers and seas pressed onto the battle stage, all aimed at Zijian.

"Use ten death battle cards. This battle is between Yanhuang and Zijian." The native referee announced loudly.

"Are you going to die? I can't wait to enjoy your woman." Zi Jian said arrogantly.

"It's not how I plan to die, but how you plan to die." The murderous intent bloomed, and the monstrous killing intent seemed to freeze. Sun Yi's eyes glowed golden at this moment, his fists were tightly clenched, and a purple sword counted. What.

"Phantom Purple Sword—Nine Swords Cut It."

As soon as the words fell, Zijian's body suddenly disappeared, and the entire void was filled with purple light. The purple light had sword lights piercing the void, and Zijian's body was also hidden in the purple light.

He didn't know the details about Sun Yi, but he knew that this person was extremely strong, and he didn't dare to use all his strength as soon as he came, like a prankster.

In an instant, countless purple sword lights wove into a huge net covering the world and covered Sun Yi. Every net line was the phantom of a purple sword. This is the most powerful sword of Wan Jianzong. Immortal-level martial arts can only be cultivated by the core of the core.

"Follows like a shadow."

In the breeze, Sun Yi's body was surrounded by a gun light condensed by killing intent. In the blink of an eye, the gun light sharply broke through a hole, and easily broke through the sword net. Shrouded, the debris on the ground was shredded by the sword energy.

"Your strength is really strong, and you have the capital to talk to me, but that's all."

Zi Jian's gaze froze suddenly, what kind of power was that, it broke through his sword net just like that, the purple sword in his hand was given to him by brother Jianxin in the sect, it can be counted as a fake fairy weapon.

Zijian strikes again, the phantom purple sword itself is a kind of swordsmanship that wins with speed, with one swing of the sword, people melt into the shadow of the sword, he is everywhere, pervasive, extremely difficult to deal with, it is impossible to figure out his position .

One after another purple sword rays of light quickly condense out, and the vitality wielded by the sword art realm is highly concentrated. Each sword light can easily kill a fighter in the altar realm, and the entire void is full of sword energy from the east.

(End of this chapter)