Legend of Douluo: Qingyun

This move is the "Eight Desolate Fire Dragon Sword Technique" created by Yuan Wentian by merging the power of Xuanhuojian's Xuanhuojian and the True Sword Technique of Qingyun Sect.

This was also the first time Yuan Wentian used this move in actual combat. Even Yuan Wentian himself was shocked by the terrifying momentum of this move.

Although the power of this Eight Desolate Fire Dragon Sword Technique cannot even exert one percent of the power of the Xuanhuo Jian, it is still astonishingly powerful.Half of the sky was burned red by the power of the raging black fire, and the surrounding rocks were directly burned into magma, softening at a speed visible to the naked eye, like burned plastic.

Lao Yang was surprised and happy. He didn't expect that this kid had such a powerful self-created soul skill. Even if Yang Lu was a soul saint, he wouldn't get much benefit!

Yuan Wentian was not as optimistic as Lao Yang. He still looked nervously at the raging flames. His intuition told him that this Yang Lu would never be burned to death so easily by his less than [-]% of the mysterious fire power. .

An area of ​​tens of meters in radius was completely engulfed in flames, and Yang Lu's figure was completely invisible.After about a while of drinking tea, Yuan Wentian finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this Yang Lu was really burned to death by his Eight Desolate Fire Dragon Sword Technique.

At this moment, a flash of blood suddenly appeared in the fierce fire. Yuan Wentian's expression changed and he shouted: "Let's go!"

Lao Yang stared unwillingly at the sea of ​​​​fire that was still burning, then turned around and galloped away with Yuan Wentian.

Only after the two of them flew tens of meters, there was a loud bang behind them, and Yang Lu rushed out of the sea of ​​fire. With one step, he was behind Yuan Wentian and the others in the blink of an eye.

"The power is good, but it's not enough to hurt me. You should die!" Yang Lu shouted coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes. Although the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon Sword Technique just now did not hurt him, it still made him extremely embarrassed. .

Bang!Bang!

With two loud noises, Yuan Wentian and Lao Yang felt as if they were hit by a heavy hammer in the back, and they immediately vomited blood and flew out.

"Leave me alone, run away!" After saying this, Lao Yang passed out.

"Lao Yang!" Yuan Wentian screamed urgently, his eyes suddenly turned red as blood.

Yang Lu frowned with his knife-like eyebrows. This boy's physical strength was beyond his expectation. He received a slap with [-]% of his own soul power and was fine.

Yuan Wentian turned around with a dull expression, and the Qingfeng Sword swung out seven rays of green sword light at an extremely fast speed, all emitting a dazzling brilliance!

Waves of majestic dragon roars sounded almost simultaneously, high-pitched and domineering!

Amidst the roar of the dragon, the seven sword rays turned into seven green dragons in the air, entangled with each other and rushed towards Yang Lu together!

The Seven Tribulations Dragon-Slaying Technique is a high-level sword technique of the Qingyun Sect. It is famous for its rapidity. If you practice it to the extreme, you can instantly cast seven extremely fast and powerful swords. The sword is even more powerful.However, what Yuan Wentian was holding was not a dragon-slaying sword, so its power was naturally compromised.

The strong energy fluctuations emitted by the seven light dragons rushed towards Yang Lu at extremely fast speeds. When this move was launched, it would lock onto the target's aura, making it impossible to dodge.

If it were anyone else, he would have suffered a big loss this time. However, Yang Lu waved his hand gently, and blood suddenly appeared around him. The seven light dragons could not get close to him, and were crushed to pieces in the blink of an eye.

But the move just now was just to distract Yang Lu's attention. Yuan Wentian stepped out of Xiaoyaoyou and appeared behind Yang Lu in an instant. The Qingfeng sword turned into a yin-yang magic sword of more than ten feet and slashed at the back of his head.

Yin Yang Sword Technique!

However, Yang Lu seemed to have eyes on his back. As soon as Yuan Wentian appeared behind him, he elbowed out with his right hand, bringing up a bloody aura.

Bang!Before Yuan Wentian's sword touched Yang Lu, he was hit by an elbow in the chest, as if he had been hit by a million-pound hammer. He flew away and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Because Yuan Wentian was repulsed, the power of the Yin Yang Magic Sword was weakened a lot, and it was easily resolved by Yang Lu.

"Kill!" Yang Lu shouted lowly, and struck Yuan Wentian's head with one strike.

Yuan Wentian had no time to dodge, so he had no choice but to block with his sword. When the swords collided, there was no shocking collision as expected. It was just a light touch, and they actually stuck together.

Yuan Wentian felt that something was wrong, and saw a flash of light flashing in Yang Lu's eyes, and the terrifying murderous aura was suppressed crazily.

Yuan Wentian hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power to resist, and a wall of light visible to the naked eye was formed between the Blood Demon Sword and the Qingfeng Sword.

Yang Lu couldn't help but was slightly startled, "Boy, it seems you have a lot of secrets! Your soul power is the most powerful and honest I have ever seen, and you have so many weird self-created soul skills. Tell me. With the secret in you, I can make you die quickly!"

Seeing that Yuan Wentian didn't answer, Yang Lu felt fierce in his heart, his triangular eyes flashed fiercely, and his body naturally exuded a torrential murderous aura, and he pressed down hard on Yuan Wentian.

Yuan Wentian was pressed to the point where he was half kneeling on the ground, and all the bones in his body were rattling.

"I will cut you to death slowly one by one. I don't know how long you can survive. One hundred cuts, two hundred cuts, or three hundred cuts?" Yang Lu sneered.

"Really? Are you really that confident?" Suddenly there was a sign that looked like jade but not jade, surrounded by jade, and the ancient flame pattern in the middle was the Xuanhuo Jian!

After the Xuanhuo Jian directly hit Yang Lu's Blood Demon Sword, it suddenly lit up, and the ancient flame pattern immediately released the purest flame essence in the world.

Yang Lu suddenly felt an irresistible force of pure Yang invading his body along the Blood Demon Sword, and he almost lost his grip with the Blood Demon Sword.

Yuan Wentian also reacted very quickly. When he noticed that Yang Lu's strength was weakening, he immediately turned into a stream of flames and was in front of Yang Lu in an instant, slashing down on his head with his tyrannical sword intent.

Even though Yang Lu was prepared, he couldn't help being surprised. The speed was too fast. He hurriedly raised his sword to block it, but before the swords touched each other, Yuan Wentian had already changed his sword moves.

In just an instant, Yuan Wentian had already struck dozens of swords, and Yang Lu had also blocked dozens of swords, but without any exception, they did not touch each other.

The two figures were like two mists of light intertwining and flying in the air. Those who didn't know it thought they were competing in speed, because their swords never touched each other.

Suddenly, there were two clanks, the lights and shadows flying in the sky disappeared, and the two fighting men flew away at the same time.

I saw a wet mark on the clothes on Yang Lu's lower abdomen, and it became bigger and bigger, and the last drop of blood came down.

Yang Lu also didn't expect that he would be hit by Yuan Wentian's sword. Although Yuan Wentian's sword did lack killing intent as he said and was no match for him in a head-to-head encounter, Yuan Wentian's sword skills were still there after all. He is much more sophisticated than Yang Lu, and Yuan Wentian has the advantage in terms of speed and moves.

Yang Lu's current situation is very bad. Xuanhuojian's pure Yang power has invaded his body from his wounds. This Xuanhuojian's pure Yang power seems to be just enough to restrain his murderous aura in the God of Killing Domain, like gangrene attached to the bone. , constantly destroying his tendons and soul power.If he hadn't been suppressed by his powerful soul cultivation, he would have been burned to ashes by this pure Yang power!

Yang Lu continued to gather murderous intent, and after a while he finally drove out the power of the mysterious fire from his body.

Yuan Wentian did not rush to attack, but used Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao to offset the influence of Yang Lu's killing intent on the sword.

Although he did not come into direct contact with Yang Lu's sword just now, the murderous aura on the sword still had a considerable impact on him. If it weren't for the effects of Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao and Da Brahma Prajna, which both have the effect of clearing the mind and clearing the mind, I am afraid that he would have been in the competition just now. Zhong was disturbed by this murderous aura and was split in half by Yang Lu with a knife.

When Yang Lu saw that he was actually hurt, he was immediately angry and resentful. The fierce light in his triangular eyes was about to shine out, and he shouted fiercely: "Good boy, you dare to hurt me. Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!" "

In an instant, Yang Lu's seventh soul ring flashed, and his aura soared crazily!

Coming?The real body of the weapon soul!

Yuan Wentian looked extremely solemn.

After a soul master with a weapon soul reaches level [-], the seventh soul skill with the seventh soul ring will inevitably be the weapon soul's true form. Using himself as the soul of the weapon soul, the weapon soul's power can reach Extreme.If you have a terrifying weapon soul, the power of the weapon soul will be even more terrifying than that of the beast soul.

Before the seventieth level, the beast soul master is undoubtedly stronger than the non-control system tool soul master, but after the seventieth level, the tool soul master will surpass it by relying on the tool soul avatar.

Yuan Wentian felt that the God of Death was opening its bloody mouth, trying to devour every bit of him, so he launched his third soul skill, Rigid Blade Technique, without hesitation. The Tai Chi energy in his body surged crazily, and a sword appeared in his left hand. Before, there was also a huge Yin-Yang Magic Sword.

At the same time, the Qingfeng Sword in his right hand suddenly let out a dragon roar, which shook the nine heavens, and the green light shone like countless suns bursting out in an instant, with radiant light, and the surrounding darkness was driven away in an instant.

Yang Lu was startled at first, and then his deep fear gave him a strong murderous intention.

"This man must die!"

Yang Lu laughed ferociously in the face of the howling wind: "It's an honor for you to die under my sword! Kill with the vicious sword of hell!"

As soon as the word "Zhan" came out, the murderous sword that destroyed the heaven and the earth fell towards Yuan Wentian.

Boom...the green lightsaber was cut down by the vicious sword of purgatory...

Boom... The Yin-Yang Magic Sword collided with the Infernal Fierce Sword, forming two brightly colored static vortices in the air. Then, the violent energy blasted the Killing God Realm to pieces.

Trees with a radius of tens of meters were crushed by the terrible energy storm, making bursts of breaking thunderbolts. Lao Yang, who was unconscious on the side, had no idea where he was swept by this energy storm.

The terrible energy storm raged for nearly half the time of the incense stick. Yang Lu stood in the air with disheveled hair, his body covered in blood, but the Blood Demon Sword in his hand still maintained the state of the true body of the weapon soul.

"Haha, haha!" Yang Lu laughed crazily: "Boy, if you don't know your own abilities and fight with me, you will be destroying yourself!"

However, Yang Lu's laughter soon stopped because he heard Yuan Wentian's voice coming from the ruins of the fallen tree:

"The Nine Heavens Profound Temple, turned into a divine thunder, radiates the power of the sky, and leads it with a sword!"