Fighting the Supreme Realm

"It's your own disaster. You dare to bring the people from the Hunting Palace with you. It's reasonable for such a thing to happen." Jian Xiangyang looked at Xiao Yan indifferently. He thought that Xiao Yan was just a In the middle stage of the Seven Star Fighting Gods, Xiao Yan did not expect that there would be an immortal clone.

This really surprised Jian Xiangyang, because the moment he saw Xiao Yan's avatar, he could feel its powerful physical strength.

At this moment, Xiao Yan turned his head to look at Jian Xiangyang, the original God clone was also beside his deity, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said softly to Jian Xiangyang: "Senior, please advise!"

After coming here, Jian Xiangyang never gave Xiao Yan a good look. Xiao Yan is a vengeful person. Even if he wanted to ask Jian Xiangyang for advice again, of course, he challenged Jian Xiangyang with the original **** clone.

Everyone stepped back and isolated Jian Xiangyang. Everyone's eyes turned to Jian Xiangyang. Originally, Jian Xiangyang wanted to find an excuse to prevaricate, but it could be said that the wall was pushed down by everyone.

"Xiangyang, I took the initiative to ask you for advice. As a senior, you have to be responsible and responsible, but you can't find reasons to refuse." The queen hugged Bingyun Rabbit and said meaningfully, and everyone nodded earnestly. All were full of anticipation.

Especially Confucius and Mencius, who nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"9494, Brother Jian Xiangyang must give good advice!"

Jian Xiangyang looked at the serious people, and he seemed to have no reason to refuse.

"Boy, my sword is a killing sword, are you sure you want to ask me?" Jian Xiangyang's figure is slowly and straight, and Jian Xiangyang, suspended in mid-air, looks like a sharp sword.

Even Jian Shu would respectfully ask Jian Xiangyang for advice when he saw Jian Xiangyang. This kind of understanding of kendo has penetrated into his soul.

"There are seniors." Xiao Yan did not retreat. For the immortal body of Yuanshen's avatar, Xiao Yan did not know what level of physical strength has reached today, but he was only facing the two emperors Pei Tong and Feng Tuo. When he was a powerhouse in the first step of immortality, Yuanshen's clone showed an absolute crushing posture.

Then Xiao Yan really wanted to give it a try, how could Yuanshen clone be able to fight geometry!

"It's a bit daring. In this case, I will give you three swords today. If you can take my three swords, I will give you the Heavenly Dao Sword Gang." Jian Xiangyang folded his arms and stepped on the flying sword, quite like a sword fairy. meaning.

"Then I would like to thank the senior for the gift." Xiao Yan cupped his fists.

"Confidence is a good thing, but you can't be blind, it will only look stupid!" Jian Xiangyang's words have always been hard to hear, but this is the truth.

"My sword has no name, but it has killed countless people. I am afraid that one sword will kill you, so I will give you three chances. One sword is stronger than the other, so you can be prepared." Jian Xiangyang said slowly, Xiao Yan's face was solemn, and the deity had already retreated to the side, for fear of being affected.

"Senior, please use your sword!" Xiao Yan, a clone of Yuanshen, said softly, with the powerful blood flowing in his body, he didn't need to make any preparations, his powerful body could attack and defend at any time.

Jian Xiangyang looked at Xiao Yan, raised his arm directly, and there was no sign of slashing at Xiao Yan!

I saw between his two fingers, a golden sword gang roared out and slashed straight towards Xiao Yan.

Seeing this roaring golden sword gang, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly narrowed, because Xiao Yan actually felt a strong threat and threw his fists wildly without any hesitation.

Boom! !

A powerful force erupted at the top of Xiao Yan's fist, as if the void was exploding under the powerful energy, and the invisible force from the fist slammed against the golden sword.

Deafening noises erupted from the two, but Xiao Yan's face was solemn, and unknowingly, he was forced back several dozen feet by the golden sword gang, and Xiao Yan threw a dozen punches in a row.

Xiao Yan was shocked, because even when he was fighting against Pei Tong just now, he didn't actually show the punching power at the moment, and every punch Xiao Yan made against the golden sword at this moment was probably enough to defeat Pei Tong.

If these dozen punches hit Pei Tong, the latter would probably be beaten directly into ashes.

After retreating for a dozen or so long and throwing a dozen punches, Xiao Yan took the first sword, but at this moment, Yuanshen's clone was sweating profusely, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Xiao Yan had already guessed that Jian Xiangyang was very strong. No, it should be said that everyone who appeared beside the Empress at this moment was very powerful, but they didn't show it.

At this moment, they are more doing whatever they want, even self-proclaimed realm, enjoying the time.

"I have some qualifications to take this sword from me, but I still have to tell you that I only used less than 10% of my strength for this sword, so do you still plan to take this second sword?" Jian Xiangyang looked at Xiao Yan and asked coldly.

"Since I'm asking senior, of course I have to accept it!" Xiao Yan stabilized the figure of Yuanshen's avatar, and his eyes also showed determination at this moment, and nodded very seriously.

"Okay, I might as well tell you that this second sword contains 30% of my strength." Jian Xiangyang said, still not drawing out the sword that was behind him, just holding his fingers together, a single thought in his heart can become a sword.

As soon as the voice fell, Jian Xiangyang waved his **** again, exactly the same as the movement just now, without even a trace of extra deviation, clean and neat, but extremely powerful.

The duo commanded another golden sword gang that at least looked ordinary, but this seemingly ordinary golden sword gang had not approached Xiao Yan yet, and the Yuanshen clone was covered in cold sweat at this moment.

The muscles all over his body were tensed, because on this golden sword gang, Yuanshen's clone felt a strong sense of crisis. If he couldn't resist this sword gang, he was very likely to be beheaded.

At this moment, Xiao Yan threw out his fist, and the powerful physical power of Yuanshen's clone exploded without any fancy tricks. The fist full of destructive power was the most powerful weapon of Yuanshen.

As the so-called, one force breaks all methods!

As long as there is enough power, the fist is the hardest reason!

dong dong dong! !

The dull sound erupted above the fist, and countless fist shadows formed in the mid-air, and then collided with its golden sword gang. Although it seemed that the two did not have direct contact, a fist of Yuanshen clone appeared on the fist. A ferocious sword wound.

The blood erupted on the fists, and then on the body, the robe seemed to have been chopped off by countless sharp swords, and sword marks appeared on the whole body. The clone was already covered in blood, and the flesh burst!

But Xiao Yan did not stagnate, and waved his fists frantically until the golden sword gang was completely blasted away!

But at this moment, Yuanshen's clone is already covered in blood, his skin is ripped apart, and his appearance is extremely terrifying!