Xuantian Wushen

Chapter 642
In one place of the yin-yang style, a series of strong adsorption forces are generated, and the sword energy from the slashing is immediately sucked into it by the vortex of the yin-yang style.

However, what Fengli didn't expect was that the sword light slashed by Yan Yiyu's nine silhouettes continued one after another, and the Yin Yang style had reached the limit of what he could support!

With a throw of both hands, the yin and yang power in his hand, like a black and white ball, immediately flew into the sky, and then, Feng Li stretched out his hands, and hit a "suppressing style"

At one point of the suppressing style, the power of the twelve palms appeared immediately, and the sword energy from the slashing stopped immediately. Taking advantage of this gap, the warrior's golden body manifested, facing the nine figures of Yan Yiyu, it was a one-hit bursting style !

The strength of the three fists suddenly appeared, and they directly smashed the three figures into pieces.The other six figures trembled violently, as if they were also affected!
After disintegrating the three figures, the Warrior Golden Body performed the Cracking Form again, and this time the target was the other three figures!

With a turn of the swords of those figures, the unparalleled sword energy directly slashed at the cracking three punches!
"Bang bang bang bang...!"

After a series of bangs, the power of the three fists was only shaken, and they passed through the sword energy and bombarded the three figures without hindrance!
"Boom boom boom!"

The three figures immediately collapsed!

"puff!"

Yan Yiyu opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were filled with deep hatred and resentment.

In an instant, the three remaining figures of him merged into one and turned into an avatar that was more than a hundred feet tall!The long sword in his hand quickly enlarged and turned into a hundred-foot-tall sword!A powerful breath spread out.

Looking at the Baizhang Sword in Yan Yiyu's hand, Feng Li's pupils shrank, the breath on the sword gave him a sense of danger!

"Brother Feng, be careful of the low-grade Tiangang weapon in his hand!"

At this time, Xin'er's worried voice sounded.

Chapter 210 IX Lishui Sword Emperor Qi
"Inferior Tiangang Artifact!" Feng Xin was taken aback, looking at the Baizhang sword, he was extremely vigilant!

The power of the low-grade Tiangang weapon in Xuanyuan Continent is far beyond that of the low-grade Tiangang weapon in Dongli Continent!This point, Feng Li has been clear not long ago!
"Trash, go to hell!"

Yan Yiyu let out a violent roar, and the Baizhang sword slashed down, and a solid Baizhang sword light slashed fiercely!

Looking at the real Baizhang sword light, feeling the power of this sword, Feng Li didn't dare to neglect, and raised his hand without hesitation to strike a Xuan Xuan Style!

The eight palm prints appeared, and then quickly merged into one, and directly shook towards the Baizhang sword glow!

"Oh!"

There was a loud noise, and the surrounding air trembled violently.

"Crack, click...!"

The palm print and the sword light collided, and it was difficult for each other to get in the slightest, and there were cracks in both of them!The crack spread rapidly, and then collapsed in the blink of an eye!
Yan Yiyu withdrew his hand, and then raised the big sword high, an incomparably powerful force was brewing on the big sword!
"Buzz...!"

The big sword was buzzing, the sword body was trembling, and the dark blue brilliance was constantly flowing on the sword body!
(End of this chapter)