Battling Records of the Chosen One

Chapter 1702

The golden giant sword is flying in the air, opening and closing in a big way. The sword is thick and dazzling. It is intertwined with the terrible power of the law of thunder, disturbing the world.

Yan Chunjun is very strong. His person is like a master and his sword is like heaven and earth. His Kendo attainments can be called exquisite and vigorous. He is worthy of being a great holy land and top sword cultivation on the famous star sky ancient road.

However, under his fierce and unparalleled killing, Lintian could always disintegrate his attack one by one.

This surprised him.

It was just a young man who came out of the ancient wasteland. Even if he became the first person in the battlefield of the nine regions, he was not seen by Yan Chunjun at all.

Not pride and arrogance.

But a kind of absolute self-confidence and inside information born in the Sixth Avenue system and ranked among the top 100 of the star Saint list!

But after the real fight, Yan Chunjun found that Lintian was an exception. Although he was not born in the top power of the ancient star road, his combat power was amazing.

Even in Yan Chunjun's opinion, Lintian could easily be among the stars in terms of the combat power he showed now.

This is undoubtedly incredible.

When can such an unusual person come out of the realm under the starry sky?

see little of!

It can be described as a rare event in thousands of years!

Gradually, Yan Chunjun couldn't think much, and his face became dignified gradually, because Lintian's strength had made him feel a kind of pressure.

……

Boom!

Lintian looked like an ancient well, not sad or happy. His figure rolled with a brilliant light to illuminate the sky.

With his bare hands, his every move is primitive and natural, without the smell of fireworks. But with each blow, he swallows the sky and devours the earth, crushing the eight wastelands!

Looking from a distance, his whole person is like a Taixu abyss, moving horizontally in the void, destroying the withered and decadent all the way, and the hegemony is immeasurable.

Bang Dang!

Before long, with Lintian's fist, the golden sword hummed violently, almost out of Yan Chunjun's control.

The fierce fist power was like a raging and rolling abyss. Yan Chunjun's body was shocked, his blood was churning, and his face couldn't help changing.

What a terrible Avenue combat power!

Yan Chunjun's contempt and accident disappeared at the moment, and his expression was full of dignity.

This is a great enemy!

Although it is only the initial cultivation of Jue Ding Da holy land, it is obvious that it has created self-cultivation method and has incredible solid foundation.

Clang clang!

The sword chanted like a tide. Yan Chunjun drank and used his killer mace. A huge golden sword suddenly turned into 99 golden flying swords, like a group of golden dragons, which were fierce and blocked out the sky and the sun.

The dazzling golden sword idea floated the power of the great saint's law, and everything in the mountains and rivers was dyed gold.

One sword leads to ninety-nine. I am immortal inside and outside the universe!

Nine sword Sutra!

This is the self Dharma created by Yan Chunjun, which is based on the inheritance of the "heaven and earth mighty sword" of the heaven and earth Taoist court, and integrates all Yan Chunjun's learning, so as to create a Dharma.

Ninety nine flying swords represent the core mysteries of ninety-nine kinds of kendo. They evolve into endless, like an immortal grand sword potential!

For a moment, the sword chant of heaven and earth was stirring, and all ten sides trembled. Yan Chunjun looked cold and his eyes were as bright as the sun.

Bang bang!

Lintian's attack was suddenly broken up by flying swords. Ninety-nine flying swords, which released the mighty sword intention, blocked the swallowing and crushing of the abyss.

"I only want the flying fairy order. As long as you hand it in, I can spare your life. Otherwise, the next step is your death!"

Yan Chunjun's voice was rumbling and the spirit of killing was overwhelming, just like a peerless Sword Fairy who killed decisively.

When he spoke, he kept on attacking. Ninety-nine flying swords roared vertically and horizontally, evolving endless mysteries, fierce and fierce, tearing up the void!

Lintian's lips lifted a funny radian: "it's just a grindstone. If you dare to shout like this, it's better to act as a stepping stone."

The grindstone is to temper its own method!

The duel with Yan Chunjun was the first time Lintian had met an opponent worthy of a battle since he set foot in the holy land.

Therefore, Yan Chunjun was regarded as a grindstone during the battle.

As for Lu Beigu, who had fought in the first battle, although he was also a great saint, his combat power was vulnerable. He didn't even have the qualification to serve as Lintian's sharpener, so he was not worth a sunburn.

Yan Chunjun's face sank and the grindstone? Stepping stone?

What does this guy think of himself!?

At this moment, Yan Chunjun only felt that his dignity had been provoked and trampled on unprecedentedly. He laughed angrily and said:

"Little thing, I'll take you on the road now!"

WOW~~~

The golden flying sword, which is as dense as the tide, is like a divine rainbow penetrating the air and penetrating the heaven and earth. It has an unparalleled edge.

Boom!

At the same time, Lintian's whole body suddenly changed, and the whole person had a deep, big and boundless charm.

In his hand, a nose sword stabbed out gently.

In the void, a nose sword is like opening the door of hell, and the light of eternal darkness turns into a sword meaning of swallowing everything.

Where you pass, bury the mountains and rivers, and sink the void.

Click!

A golden flying sword suddenly broke, and the light rain was annihilated.

Yan Chunjun's pupil suddenly contracted.

But without waiting for his reaction, with a burst of explosion, the golden flying swords all over the sky burst into pieces one by one like paper paste.

Yan Chunjun was struck by lightning, his body shook violently, his lips bled, and his face turned pale in an instant.

But it's not over.

The stabbing came out like a sword in the dark hell. The remaining potential did not decrease and roared.

It's a sword, but you can't swallow anything!

The strange and terrible scene made Wei Ziya and Kun Jiulin shudder. What a terrible sword!

Ah Hu couldn't help showing a different color.

Bang!

Yan Chunjun did not hesitate to dodge. At the place where he had stood, the void collapsed, and the light, dust and smoke were all annihilated.

Yan Chunjun took a breath. This guy obviously only had the cultivation of the great sage in the early stage, but why was his combat power so rebellious?

"Get up!"

Yan Chunjun offered a small purple cone with brilliant colors, which was engraved with two ancient Taoist texts of "mie'e", which filled with the smell of belonging to the imperial realm.

Mier purple light cone!

A holy treasure blessed with the flavor of emperor and Taoism is also one of Yan Chunjun's Maces.

Almost all the strong people who came to the Kunlun ruins this time prepared various means to protect their lives. Naturally, there is no shortage of similar treasures, such as Yan Chunjun, the core heirs from the forces of the Sixth Avenue court.

Buzz!

The purple cone soared into the air, and with a gentle stroke, the light came out like a flash of lightning, like a blink, almost to an incredible point.

Ah Hu's heart tightened suddenly.

To her surprise, the purple cone was suppressed by a holy golden light before it was close to Lintian, and stagnated in the void.

Looking at Lintian again, I don't know when a pagoda like glass and gold appeared over his head, releasing a vast and mysterious atmosphere.

"This..."

Yan Chunjun completely turned pale.

It was a holy treasure with imperial flavor. When it was used to kill Lintian, he was still reluctant.

Who ever thought that this treasure was fixed in an instant, just like a fly stuck by a big net and couldn't get rid of it!

Bang!

Yan Chunjun was not given a chance to react at all. The purple cone was directly broken and exploded. The light rain overflowed like a waterfall and swept through the void.

And Lintian had already killed him violently.

His black hair is flying, his cold eyes are like electricity, and carrying a nose sword is like dragging a hell forward to bury all things in heaven and earth.

"You..."

Yan Chunjun was a little flustered and was about to say something.

Lintian cut it with a sword.

Simply, the action of "splitting" is interpreted to the extreme, as if the gods and Buddhas, heaven and earth mountains and rivers are blocked in front, and will be wiped out by a sword!

This is a kind of sword power, incomparable sword power!

Yan Chunjun was shocked. His soul almost flew out. He almost tried his best to resist it. Around his body, a heavy treasure light burst out.

It is the power to defend treasures and Taoist Dharma. Even the divine soul is defended by divine armor.

But under this sword, his attack was crushed in an instant.

Boom!

The divine light burst like thunder. I saw that Lintian's sword cleaved down, and Yan Chunjun's defense treasures and defense methods were split layer by layer, resulting in a deafening roar.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it's hard to imagine that the power of this sword would be so terrible.

It should be noted that Yan Chunjun is not an ordinary person. He is one of the core heirs of the heaven and earth Taoist court. He is also one of the top 100 saints in the star Saint list. He is a powerful and cold sword monk.

But under Lintian's sword, he was completely crushed!

Finally, although Yan Chunjun finally blocked the sword, his whole body was split and flew. The terrible sword Qi tore his chest open, with blood flowing and white bones looming.

His mouth and nose gushed blood, screamed, his body was broken, seriously injured and dying!

This shocking bloody scene made Kun Jiulin and Wei Ziya cold and pale in horror. How could this be possible?

That's Yan Chunjun!

Are they not Lintian's opponents?

Lintian did not hesitate. He moved and suddenly appeared over Yan Chunjun and stepped on his head.

"How dare you --"

Yan Chunjun roared and his eyes were about to crack. This step was undoubtedly to step on his self-esteem and body, with an undisguised taste of humiliation.

But he was seriously injured and dying, and the resistance was futile.

Lintian's figure was fierce, like a overlord coming and stepping out. Yan Chunjun was trampled under his feet by the terrible momentum, and fell into the void and hit the earth.

Boom!

The earth was cracked and could not bear Lintian's power.

His moon white clothes fluttered, his look was indifferent, but his breath was like a demon God, with the intention of looking down at the heavens.

At his feet, Yan Chunjun's body and skin were cracked, his limbs were lying on the ground, and his head was trampled on the ground by Lintian, which was very sad and embarrassed.

Lintian put his hand on his back and said softly, "well, whether you like it or not, you are really just a stepping stone in front of me."

As he spoke, he looked at Kun Jiulin and Wei Ziya, who were fighting with ah Hu in the distance. His pupils were full of cold colors.

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