Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

Chapter 5336 Divine Sword Technique!

"Let me do it."

Taoist Long sighed slowly, and the sword flew up behind him.

One becomes three, three becomes ten thousand!

In an instant, the sword hit the ground quickly.

With violent power, one sword penetrated three levels of the formation.

Swords fell like rain one after another.

On the surface of Taoist Long's body, a majestic force began to gather.

This is!

Feng Jianbai glanced at Taoist Long, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

The violent sword light fell downwards one after another, like raindrops.

Taoist Long's vitality fluctuations reached their limit.

Twenty-three swords!

This is a unique method that can cause the ground to begin to collapse.

In the realm of transformation into gods, it is also a top-notch offensive method, and even strong men in the same realm have to stay away.

Today's Taoist Long has a distinguished status. He is the island-protecting general on Muling Island.

As long as his sword is unsheathed, all incoming enemies will retreat.

Now, Taoist Long has no choice but to face this small hut.

"How many floors is this already?"

The three of them all looked at the thatched hut in front of them with confusion. They had already spent thirty breaths.

One breath lasts at least 18,000 layers.

But even for such a long time, the divine stone was exploding, but the formation still did not disappear, and was still firmly guarded.

How many sacred stones does this kid have?

Just in the dull eyes of everyone.

The divine light in the thatched house began to shrink.

Just when everyone was in a daze, the sacred stones in the thatched house began to make a clicking sound.

The three of them looked blankly at the thatched hut below.

The thatched hut they had been attacking for a long time was breached so easily?

They all blinked in unison, and everyone looked at Su Yan blankly.

The man in front of them didn't look very old. If it weren't for the energy fluctuations of the God Transformation realm exuding all over his body, they would have thought it was a beautiful misunderstanding.

"Boy, did you kill the wooden sperm?"

Taoist Long took a step forward, his eyes flashing with light.

"You're just in the early stage of becoming a god, but you dare to attack people from my pagoda palace. It seems like you don't want to live anymore!"

Feng Jianbai took a step forward, his whole body filled with murderous aura, and that charming feeling strangely reached its peak at this moment.

"Wuliangdao Zun, little brother, was it you who attacked me, Fuyunzi?"

Ancestor Baiyun took a step forward, and the violent energy fluctuations behind him almost disturbed the clouds in the sky.

"So what if it's me?"

Su Yan nonchalantly kicked away the sacred stone hill next to him. There was no divine energy in it, and all the divine energy in the thatched house had entered his body.

Today, Su Yan's body is filled with abundant divine energy.

After breaking through to the Divine Yuan realm, the problem of shortage of Divine Yuan has been completely solved.

The Chaos Nine Heavens Technique, which had broken through to the divine realm, had now unleashed terrifying power.

As the technique moved, Su Yan's calm state of spirit transformation was activated, and violent fluctuations of vitality swept out like a mighty river.

In an instant, with him as the center, the ground within a radius of a hundred miles seemed to be pressed by invisible hands, and the ground settled for a moment.

Everyone looked at Su Yan with fear.

Who is this person? This strength is too amazing!

Su Yan curled his lips and glanced at the sky, his body glowing with divine light.

"How dare you three to cause trouble for me?"

After upgrading the Nine Heavens of Chaos Art to the divine level, his strength has greatly improved at this time.

After using the technique for a while, his power in the spirit transformation realm was already eager to be mobilized at any time.

"Yes, even the three of us want to cause trouble for you!"

Without saying a word, Feng Jianbai quickly stepped forward with her delicate figure, and took out the two scimitars in her hands.

The violent sword light fell forward instantly.

There was a soft pop.

The light of the sword flew across the surface of Su Yan's body.

A trace of indifference flashed across Feng Jian's white face.

"Divine secret, the art of taking blood!"

In the light of the sword, a dark red liquid suddenly appeared and was cut into two halves by her sword.

"Go to death in peace!"

"Don't forget that the person who killed you is called Feng Jianbai!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure exploded instantly.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief. Even though this kid had improved his strength, he was still not good enough in front of the three of them.

It doesn’t matter what level the three of them are at.

In the middle stage of Qing Yi Se Shen Transformation Realm, even some third-rate sects are no more than this.

Just when the three of them were complacent, a figure appeared in front of them again.

Su Yan looked at everyone calmly, his palms spread out flat.

A dark red blood stain appeared on the palm of her hand.

"The blood is not mine. I found it in Patriarch Motian's bag."

Feng Jianbai froze on the spot, her body began to get cold.

"No way!"

Feng Jianbai's face turned pale.

Su Yan glanced at the woman calmly and spread his hands helplessly.

"Yes, it is indeed the treasure I got from Patriarch Motian."

"This pile of blood shouldn't cause any big trouble, right?"

Su Yan looked at Feng Jianbai with a smile.

This woman seemed to have killed something extraordinary when she was beheading just now.

"You'll find out soon!"

Feng Jianbai sighed and glanced far away.

A roar suddenly came from the direction of Muling Island, followed by a loud green light rising into the sky.

Su Yan frowned.

It seems that I have really angered a great big shot this time. What a pity, even if it is a big shot, so what?

He is not a soft persimmon either!

"Are you three going to come together, or do you want to come with me one by one?"

The corners of his mouth raised, and Su Yan's eyes flashed with cold light.

"Shoulder-to-shoulder!"

The three of them had already seen the battle scene, so naturally they didn't think that one person could deal with this kid in front of them.

Long Daoren's twenty-three swords locked the enemy.

Feng Jianbai's eyes flickered at this moment, staring at the person in front of him.

Ancestor Baiyun was trembling all over, and there was a dark red light shining in his eyes.

Trembling as the dark red light ends.

Feng Jianbai's body slowly moved forward, and then his hands gently pushed forward.

There was a crack of thunder.

The world seemed to be wrapped in blood-colored thunder, and thunder began to fly from all directions, flying towards Su Yan.

Thunder flashes and shines in all directions.

Taoist Long couldn't help but slap himself in the face.

Feng Jianbai was really angry this time. This was his famous stunt in the Pagoda Palace, the Purple Thunder Slash.

Anyone who falls victim to this trick will lose their skin even if they don't die!

This kid is probably going to suffer.

But since he killed his sect's next generation Taoist candidate, even death would not make him feel better.

"Divine Sword Technique, Twenty-Three Swords!"

A bright sword light swarmed out from the sword box behind him.

He stabbed towards Su Yan's body continuously.