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There was an uproar in front of the gate of the shrine.

'Seven together? '

Everyone looked at Jiang Tong with a look of madness.

"This is not the combination of strength and strength, but seven genuine martial arts transformation gods."

Everyone was dumbfounded, gasping for air.

Zeus and Concubine couldn't say a word, which was no different from courting death.

"You... what did you say?"

Shaking the Dragon King ignored the uproar from the audience, and asked again.

Jiang Tong didn't change his face, and said calmly: "You seven, go up together, so as not to waste my time."

As he said that, he stepped out in one step, turned into a ten-foot long rainbow, soared into the sky, and stood hundreds of meters in the sky.

"How brave!"

The remaining four Avatars opened their eyes one after another, all of them were full of anger.Without saying a word, he shot directly into the air.

Immediately it was full, seven people, in seven directions, filled the sky.

These people are all radiant with divine light, or with strong sword aura...

Those with the weakest cultivation base are all in the early stage of transformation.The strongest Li Fuyao has reached the late stage of transforming gods, his body's energy and blood are at its peak, like the Milky Way breaking its embankment, roaring endlessly.

It's time to start!

In addition to Jiang Tong, the battle of the eight gods, 500 years ago, was something that never happened.

Avatars are rare in this world. Usually, you can't even see a living Avatar.

What's more, so many people gathered at the same time today, and they shot together.

No matter the outcome of this battle, it is enough to record in the annals of history for future generations to remember.

"Don't lose!" Concubine prayed silently in her heart.

Although she didn't like Jiang Tong, she also didn't like those people.

In contrast, Jiang Tong was more friendly.

Ye Churan looked up at the seven god-level powerhouses who were each in the sky, their auras rising steadily, almost sealing the whole world, with their hearts hanging in their throats.

"Please advise!"

Li Fuyao was the first to speak, his breath was shaken, and his sleeves bulged up.Within a few feet of the body, colorful clouds gushed out, and divine lights converged.

Then, from the cuffs, nine flying swords sprayed out like a torrent, interweaving into a sword array in the air, facing the stars and the sky, and facing the grass, trees, mountains and rivers below.

"This is Geng's Golden Sword Formation. It was a hundred years ago. When I visited the hinterland of Shu Mountain, I found it by accident in a stone cave. I learned it in fear. It has been 120 years since then, and I have achieved little success."

The nine-mouthed flying swords interweave the Xingluo sword net, the sword energy spans a thousand meters, mighty and mighty, like nine hanging Tianhe across the sky.

They all shot at Jiang Tong.

Hundred feet, fifty feet, thirty feet...

It shot straight into the front of Jiang Tong's body, just when Li Fuyao smiled.Next, Jiang Tong blocked the nine flying swords flying like streams of light three feet away.

Even though the radiance of these flying swords was shining brightly, and the sword light soared to the sky, they still couldn't get in half a point.

It was as if there was an invisible barrier blocking all of them from the outside.

"The flying sword is good, and the sword array is also good, but the people who use it are too weak."

Jiang Tong shook his head, commenting casually.

Then he flicked nine fingers.

The Buddha said:

"A flick of a finger is sixty moments, and nine hundred births and deaths in each moment."

With each finger, a long horse shot out violently, shaking on the sword body.

The nine flying swords flew upside down in an instant, the blade trembled and the light dimmed.

Li Fuyao laughed out loud, his long eyebrows fluttered, and his white robe fluttered in the wind.As if he had expected it a long time ago, he made a sword art, and the nine flying swords immediately gathered together.

Jiang Tong snorted coldly.

A pat on the waist.

"Sword come!"

The sound of "Boom" is like a rainbow, directly hitting Tianxin.

Under the natal flying sword of Master Yujian Yang Jinglan thousands of years ago, the nine-mouthed flying sword that Li Fuyao sacrificed was like meeting a king. When the light of the sword dimmed, it trembled like worship.

"Shenyin!" Yu Xuanji, who was watching the battle with cold eyes, had blazing eyes, "I never thought that Yang Jinglan's famous flying sword would fall into this person's hands after a thousand years."

Such a good fortune, even Yu Xuanji is jealous.

You must know that once a magic weapon reaches the level of a spiritual weapon, it has surpassed the ranks of the mortal world.

Even the sect behind Yu Xuanji couldn't produce a few pieces.

Only those elders and Tianjiao will carry it with them.

"Jiang Diye, your cultivation is unrivaled, and you possess all kinds of supernatural powers. Even magic weapons are not owned by the world."

Li Fuyao spoke in a deep voice.

Then Shennian controlled the nine flying swords and slashed at Jiang Tong.

Shenyin's sword light wandered away without fear, and directly crashed into the sword formation.With a sword strike, it was as if the heaven, earth and spiritual sea were divided into two.

Under everyone's horrified gazes, the nine flying swords controlled by Li Fuyao were chopped off by a sword light on the spot.

A trace of blood spilled from Li Fuyao's mouth.

I saw one of the flying swords, the sword body was full of cracks, as if it would shatter at any time.

"Li Fuyao, if your nine flying swords are all at the level of spiritual weapons, I will turn around and leave now, and I will never compete with you."

Jiang Tong said, stretched out two white arms, and gently tore into the void.

Immediately, a hole was torn open, and he turned and stepped in.

"Be careful, this person's skills are weird, and he can walk in the void."

Obviously everyone was on guard.

Li Fuyao quickly summoned all the flying swords, stirring and intertwining them in front of him.

The next moment, an arm was slowly stretched out from behind the void.Ignoring the flying sword standing in front of Li Fuyao, it penetrated all the way and hit him on the chest.

Li Fuyao seemed to be hit by a train, a large amount of blood rained from his mouth, and flew backwards.Looking at his chest again, it sank directly, revealing a fist mark.

The robe on the back was shattered by an invisible force.

"My God, how can this person be so strong."

Everyone was cold all over.

"Everyone, let's shoot together."

Shaking Sea Dragon King's face was infinitely dignified, maybe everyone will be beheaded by Jiang Tong one by one today.

It was also the first time in my heart that I doubted whether the seven great Huashen would be able to defeat Jiang Tong together.

As soon as the words came out.

Everyone either pinched formulas and chanted mantras, or the flames were soaring, or the magic weapons soared.Dao Dao is colorful, and they meet in the sky, turning into a sea of ​​energy.

"Good come!"

Jiang Tong laughed loudly, drove Changhong, and crashed into this vast ocean in full view.

Everyone can see this sea of ​​energy created by the seven great Huashen.As Jiang Tong crashed in, it seemed to be cut by a pair of scissors.

Shengsheng was torn apart by Jiang Tong with a long crack.

Li Fuyao's eyes were determined, his eyebrows swelled against the wind, and turned into tens of feet long, as if he had the power to bind the sky and the earth.

Jiang Tong chopped down with a palm knife.

The blade glowed vertically and horizontally, and the divine light was dazzling, like cutting butter, it directly cut off the two long eyebrows that Li Fuyao had transformed with supernatural power on the spot.

Then he turned around and pulled out his fist, the sea of ​​spiritual energy within a kilometer around him, and the huge true energy in his body were all poured into the fist.

One punch.

The world lost its color because of it, and a fist shot across the sky, hitting one of the gods.The fist light pierced through the man's chest and shot out for several thousand meters, shattering the iron world before slowly disappearing.

Several Huashen rushed over, dragged the man's body, and retreated a hundred meters away before sweeping out the fist from his body.

'hiss! '

Li Fuyao let out a breath of cold air.

I just feel that facing Jiang Tong is like a fairy!