Wu alchemy body

Chapter 665 A Crazy Battle
Jiansha couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, he wished to kill this person in the next second, not only killing his junior brother, but also being so arrogant, he remembered in his heart that when he was a child, he followed him in the sect with a runny nose and waved his fists to kill him The child of all obstacles on the road of martial arts.

Although Zi Jian is arrogant and arrogant, in front of his sword killing, he is a child who will never grow up.

"But although I accept your challenge, I need a day to adjust."

He is not a fool, although he is not afraid of this sword kill, but he has just had a battle with Baolei, which consumes a lot. If he fights with sword kill in this state, he will have a little disadvantage, it is better to recover to the peak moment.

"Okay, I'll let you live one more day, cherish it." Jian Sha nodded and agreed, he didn't miss this day, anyway this person will die today.

Then Sun Yi walked directly to the center of the fighting platform without saying a word, crossed his legs, and consumed a lot with the thunderstorm, took out a large amount of heaven-level pills, took them without any distress, and recovered his mentality , the next is definitely a fierce battle.

He knows that even if he refuses to kill him with the sword, he can forcefully fight him to the death. In the God of War tower, there is a death battle post, it is better to be generous and generous. This battle cannot be avoided. If so, let's fight happily .

"We protect the law for him."

Yi Ren's expression was serious, he wanted to fight with the sword, but even she was not sure that he could defeat the sword, so she pulled Bing Xin, who looked worried, to protect Sun Yi, preventing outside warriors from interfering with Sun Yi's recovery.

At this moment, the seventh-floor fighting arena has been sealed off, except for the eighth-floor genius and Sun Yi, other geniuses cannot enter at all, and the others don't know that the seventh-floor is about to start a terrifying collision.

"Fu Yi, your nemesis is going to be killed by Sword Kill, why are you not in a hurry?" Fu Xin said to Fu Yi with a smile. In his heart, he naturally hoped that Sword Kill could kill Sun Yi.

Fu Yi took a playful look at Fu Xin, and shook his head: "I'm not worried at all, how can someone who can be my nemesis of Fu Yi lose to someone like Jiansha? He won't die, he can only be my Fu Yi Let me see how his strength has reached in the past few years."

Sword killing is nothing, he is just a stone for Fu Yi to explore Sun Yi's strength, nothing more.

One day passed by in a hurry, they just closed their eyes and came to the next day, the day when Sun Yi and Jian Sha fought.

"The time is up, are you ready to die?"

Jian Sha couldn't wait to jump onto the fighting platform, and said coldly that he ignored Sun Yi who was sitting cross-legged. The killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

"Then let me take your head." As soon as the words fell, the sword of killing intent stabbed out suddenly, and Zixiao's killing sword turned into endless sword light, traversing the void, trying to cut the young man in front of him into pieces .

"Kill!" He raised his hand and blasted away with a palm. The terrifying golden power turned into bright spear lights in the void, cutting towards those sword lights like cutting the void. Dare not be careless, there was another golden streak when he waved his hand The palm print came out, and the whole person was like a tiger on the mountain, turned into an afterimage and charged towards the sword.

When dealing with sword killing, he dare not be careless, and can only use the most powerful attack to kill decisively.

"Pfft!" Jian Sha smiled contemptuously, and the killing sword stabbed out. Purple light filled the void. Draw a line on the palm.

"It's such a terrifying sword. I was injured as soon as I faced it." Sun Yi glanced at his severed palm, just facing the sword's killing sword light, it cut through his body, making his face a little pale. It's ugly, if it wasn't for his strength, his palm would be useless.

Just at the moment when Sun Yi was shocked, the sword of sword killing suddenly descended. The purple killing light was extremely terrifying, and it came towards his head. In the quick reaction, he was domineering and he was placed on top of his head, and the sword Resisting it, he raised his hand to force back the sword to kill.

"I still have some skills, and I can hold on to a few tricks." In the void, Jiansha's body melted into the purple light, with some surprises, such a wealth of combat experience, after thinking about it, did Jiansha's sword go out again.

The void is filled with purple killing swords, and the breath of killing swords is everywhere. The swords that condense into killing are like a knife hanging above the head. If you move, you will be killed by the killing intent in the void.

"Your sword cannot kill me."

Sun Yi's golden blood flowed in the palm of his hand, and the undead blood passed through for a moment to close the scar and heal. The killing intent inside was no match for the breath of life. His eyes scanned the void, and golden light burst out from his body.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Holding the overbearing spear in his right hand, the overbearing king fist in his left hand repeatedly shattered the killing sword in the void. Repaired by undead blood.

Overbearing Wangquan swept purple sword energy in the void, turned into a stegosaurus and fought back with the sword.

"What a powerful physical strength." Fu Xin admired, and let the other people on the side nod. After seeing this scene, Bao Lei was also convinced. It would not be wrong for a strong man who can stand in a stalemate with the sword to lose himself in his hands. He was convinced. I got worried about Sun Yi, and didn't want him to die in the sword killer.

"Do you think this will change your mortal outcome?"

A purple figure suddenly appeared in the void, and Zixiao's killing sword broke through the stegosaurus, and came down with a sword light that was tens of feet long. With this momentum, he was about to tear Sun Yi apart. This sword is too terrifying. The surging sword.

"Whoever dies, we can try."

Sun Yi faced the sword calmly, fearlessly, and threw a huge sky-slashing gun light across the sword to meet the sword light. Power, turned into the fist of the sky to suppress the past.

As if the sky was falling apart, a huge sound came out, and the two were enveloped by an energy storm. There was an earth-shattering explosion sound. Everyone's eyes were fixed on each other, and soon a figure in tattered clothes was thrown out. It was Sun Yi.

"Ahem, it's really powerful." Sun Yi spat out golden blood. The white shirt on his body was almost torn into strips of cloth. There was a big hole the size of a fist in his chest where his heart was, and he could vaguely see the beating of that powerful heart. , with terrifying scars on his body.

Immediately afterwards, another figure was thrown out, and the sword killing at this moment was also uncomfortable, with disheveled hair, severe pain all over his body, several terrible ribs were broken, and scars left by fist marks all over his body.

"You're a lunatic."

In the battle just now, the man in front of him was like a lunatic. He didn't care that the sword in his hand left a series of horrible wounds on his body. hurt.

Although the strength of the sword is strong, he is still very helpless in the face of the lunatic's style of play. He is powerful, but he does not have the abnormal resilience of Sun Yi.

"Praise, do you want to do it again?"

Taking advantage of this moment, he took a handful of pills into his mouth, and at the same time, a faint golden pillar rushed up to the sky above his head. This was burning his unyielding will to recover from his injuries. He looked at the bloody hole in his chest, I also have lingering fears.

In the collision just now, his heart was almost destroyed, but it was also rewarding. If the sword was killed and wounded, in the long run, the balance of victory would tilt towards him a little bit. He was not afraid of being injured, but the sword was not good. It is his own body and powerful undead blood.

(End of this chapter)