Chapter 241: One sword breaks all the methods, the sword light transforms into shape

Looking at Yi Chu's figure that pushed the sun and the moon, Song Yuanchen's mouth spitted out a trace of blood again.

With his eyes coldly looking at the two disciples of the righteous and demons who were flying in all directions, Yi Chu sneered faintly. As the black gourd flashed, he sprayed out two surging flames again at the young man who was surrounded by Sanwei True Fire.

"don't want!"

The disciple was shocked and quickly turned around and wanted to speed away, but his wind and fire wheels seemed to have lost their effect under the cover of Sanwei True Fire, and rushed towards Sanwei True Fire.

"ah!"

Amid the shrill screams, the man instantly turned into ashes. A pair of wheels carrying wind and fire fell straight from the void.

Holding the wind and fire wheels in his hand, Yi Chu looked coldly at the void: "Purple jinguo is here, if you are not afraid of death, come and get it."

The relaxed and casual voice implies endless arrogance. This is a kind of arrogance belonging to a man. The accumulation in the strange formation made Yi Chu finally burst out with a strange light in this moment.

Who can match the power of heaven and earth?

Wang Jun, who flew out of the entanglement of the strange flying sword, looked like ancient soil that had not seen light for thousands of years. He didn't say a word. It was difficult for him to associate the man in front of him with the original man. In just a short time, such a drastic change had occurred.

At this moment, a shocking power burst out from Yi Chu's body. Seeing that Wang Jun's eyes were so strange and terrifying, Wang Jun's hand was trembling under the drive of cruel pleasure. He felt that only by pulling out his cold sword and stabbing the cold sword edge into the man's chest, he would find the peace of finally liberating!

"Hua Mingzi, I want to fight you!" Although Wang Jun's voice seemed very calm, it stirred Yi Chu's eardrums and hearts with a sonorous sensation. Wang Jun moved the void step by step, and every step he walked with a deep murderous intent, "Wait, either the fish dies or the net is broken!"

The strongest disciple of the Demon Sword Sect, holding a black sword, walked towards Yi Chu step by step. At this time, Wang Jun had a belief in winning the battle. He wanted to use his last strength to turn the tide and retake the purple jin fruit in the man's hand!

As the murderous intent continued to gather, the sword fetus in Yi Chu's heart was suddenly aroused. At this time, the sword fetus was no longer a dead object. At this time, it was constantly trembling and shaking.

Fight, fight, fight!

Yi Chu instantly put away the sun and moon in his hand. Three hundred and sixty flying swords gathered together instantly and turned into a three-foot long sword and flew into Yi Chu's hand. The long sword had no gap at all, and it was impossible to see that this sword was composed of three hundred and sixty flying swords.

Holding the long sword in his hand, sword techniques kept flipping in Yi Chu's heart. The sword fetus, which was originally held in his hand by the golden soul, flew straight up from the golden soul's hand.

The fighting spirit is overwhelming, the fighting spirit is overwhelming!

Wang Jun and Yi Chu, standing in the void, stared at each other with four eyes. Silence, silence, and suffocating silence!

Under endless peace, it is like a sea with storms. At any time, it is possible to make the calm sea surface surging in an instant. Li Yingqiong and Ling Shaotu, who are fighting, also stopped fighting and looked at the two of them carefully.

Time passed, and at some point, Yi Chu did not move, and Wang Jun did not move. Just as the two of them were still moving, Mie Shengzi, who was standing not far away from Yi Chu, suddenly flew up, and the black long sword slashed towards Yi Chu with a sword shadow that was more than ten feet long.

At this moment, Mi Shengzi suddenly launched a surprise attack on Yi Chu. The black long sword, like a giant python, was about to swallow Yi Chu in an instant.

"Pingtian Sword!" A cold shout came out from Yi Chu's mouth. With this sound, one hundred and eight thin sword threads suddenly flew out from the long sword in Yi Chu's hand, like a rotating wheel of light, falling into the air in all directions.

Mi Shengzi's black long sword was bound by the sword thread when it came into contact with the thin sword thread, and his head was even separated by the speeding sword thread before he could react.

Turning the sword into silk, the Pingtian Sword.

Just as Mie Shengzi's soul was scattered, Wang Jun took action!

The black sword in his hand slashed into the void. Each sword was as fast as lightning. As Wang Jun slashed, black sword lights instantly turned into black ferocious beasts in the void.

Wang Jun slashed seven swords in the void. With the seven swords slashed out in a row, the sword light that swarmed in instantly disappeared, black ferocious beasts, black tigers, black pythons, black...

The seven beasts, each several feet tall, collided with the air in the void at the moment of speeding.

"Is it the sword light transformed? Yes, it is the sword light transformed!" Ling Shaotu's face changed when he looked at the surging sword light. He had always felt that although Wang Jun was extraordinary, he was still a certain distance from him. However, as Wang Jun slashed out the sword, he realized clearly that Wang Jun's cultivation had already reached a level that he could not reach!

Although he was not majoring in swordsmanship, it still made him feel cold! The title of the first young disciple of the Demonic Way really made him feel moved.

The surging black giant beast killed Mi Shengzi, which still had no trace of decadence, collided in the air, and the endless sword threads and surging monsters instantly entangled together. With this entanglement, two figures flew into the air like lightning.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The black sword light was like a surging sea, galloping surging in a hundred feet of space. Each sword light was like a lightning bolt, constantly bombarding the void. The sword threads in Yi Chu's hand became more and more in the void, like the continuous autumn rain, constantly hitting the black waves.

Two flying figures appeared and disappeared in the endless sword rain, constantly moving and rotating within a thousand feet of space.

The two disciples of the righteous and demon who were used to strangling with flying swords changed their faces one by one. Although they had practiced the sword control technique for a long time, they still felt shocking to be able to control a flying sword to this level!

One sword breaks all the methods, this is the real way to break all the methods with one sword. If you continue to practice like this, each of these two people will have the possibility of breaking all the methods with a sword!
Chapter completed!