Medical Martial God

Wanjie Sword Formation, one of the most advanced sword formations of Wushuang Jianzong, requires 108 martial arts-level strong men to join forces to be able to cast out. The killing power is huge, even if the martial arts power of the Supreme Emperor is trapped in it Nine dead a lifetime.

The person trapped in the Sword Sword Formation will not only suffer countless sword gas injuries, but also his spirit and soul will suffer the pain of being torn by the sword gas, and he will eventually explode and die, which is extremely cruel.

However, Wushuang sword ancestors ’understanding of kendo has already reached the peak of its peak. The original Wancai Sword Array, which originally required 108 martial arts-level strong men to join forces, can be performed only by his thoughts.

The sword array that trapped Ye Xuan today is the cruelest sword array.

From a distance, the dense sword air forms an impenetrable sword air cage that traps Ye Xuan in it, making it impossible to see the inside of the sword air cage at all, only the sword air from inside can be heard. Voice and Ye Xuan's painful tragic sound.

Today, in Xuan Jian Sword Formation, Ye Xuan has already been wounded, and the magic armor condensed by the magical energy on his body has been torn as much as possible.

Had Ye Xuan not possessed the armor of the Golden Dragon Sacred Armor, I am afraid that today he has been torn by these swords beyond recognition.

Even so, Ye Xuan at this moment seems to be extremely embarrassed, with many striking blood marks on his hands and feet that were torn by the sword gas, with red blood dripping out constantly ...

These injuries are just the appearance of Ye Xuan at the moment, the most serious of which is his soul.

These sword qis can not only hurt his physical body, but also his soul. Every time the sword qi passes over him, his soul seems to be torn apart by a knife, even if he has a strong character. With that tear-like pain, a scream could not help coming from his mouth.

"Ding Ding Ding ..."

Standing in the ten thousand swords array, watching the dense screaming sword air, Ye Xuan forced the pain from his body and waved the dragon blade in his hand to attack and defend desperately, but the sword air was like forever It is also exhausting. Every time he smashes a part of the sword energy, he will have more sword energy to attack and kill him ...

If the situation in front is allowed to continue like this, then Ye Xuan will inevitably be exhausted here, making him look cold and ugly to the extreme.

While resisting the attack of Jianqi, he opened the eyes of the ice and fire to look at the flaws of the 10,000 swords, but found nothing.

If you want to break through the 10,000 swords, you can only use powerful martial arts to defeat it.

Unfortunately, even if Ye Xuan performed two fusion martial arts, it had no effect, making him look gloomy.

In the end, this guy simply didn't think about how to break the attack of the 10,000 Sword Sword Array, but thought about how to spend it in the 10,000 Sword Sword Array.

Even in the end, this guy simply took the ten thousand robber sword array in front of him as a trial, and even used these dense sword qi to cultivate.

I saw Ye Xuan's body full of anger, no longer dodging from the attack of Jian Qi, but sitting cross-legged in the midst of a thousand swords, and using both hands to express the magic demon's law, making his body be demon's law Wrapped.

Although the magic monarch has strong defense power, they still cannot withstand these sword attacks. After penetrating the magic monarch, they attacked Ye Xuan without hesitation and fell into Ye Xuan. In the body, Ye Dexuan's mouth screamed in pain ...

However, with the resistance of the magic monarch, the strength of the sword energy has been weakened, making the pain and damage caused by falling on Ye Xuan within the range that Ye Xuan ’s body and soul can accept, allowing Ye Xuan to directly use it. Sword energy came to temper his body and soul.

Now he has cultivated the yin and yang tyrants to the fourth level of the dragon.

The practice in this realm is mainly to use the physical body and the soul in a perfect combination, and in the process of integration, it is sublimated and transformed, and gains strength and ability beyond human limits.

And this power and ability is called the power of the dragon, so this realm is also called the dragon realm!

Once you gain the power of the dragon and master the power of the dragon, then Ye Xuan has some of the power of the dragon. The surface of the body can not only transform the scales of the dragon to enhance the attack or increase the defense, but also have flying sky, thunder breath, and the dragon family. Bully and other abilities.

It's just that at the moment, Ye Xuan, it is good to be able to imitate dragon scales to enhance attack and increase defense. If you want to acquire other abilities, you need to continue to cultivate and research ...

The ten thousand swordsman array in front of him can not only cause damage to Ye Xuan ’s physical body, but also his soul. Cultivation place.

Today is a rare opportunity. Ye Xuan no longer thinks about other things at all. Instead, he concentrates on using the 10,000 swords to cultivate.

Using this ten thousand swordsman array, Ye Xuan might be able to cultivate a rare dragon race tyrant!

Although the intense pain of Jian Qi's body made him extremely miserable, he felt very happy when he felt his strength was improved.

In the end, his painful screams gradually turned into a growl of enjoyment.

However, whether his voice is a painful scream or a roar of enjoyment, falling into the ears of Wushuang Jianzu outside is a terrible misery.

Wushuang sword ancestor stood coldly outside Wanjie Sword Formation, hearing the roar of Ye Xuan inside, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Don't need to look, he can already think of Ye Xuan's body being tortured by Jian Qi in Wancai Sword Formation.

However, the boy persisted for a long time, and he shouted with strength for so long.

Subsequently, Wushuang sword ancestors no longer care about Ye Xuan in the Sword Squad, and turned his head to Fang Wuzhen who was fighting the sword without a real person. His brows were not wrinkled.

He apparently did not expect Fang Wuzhen to be able to hold on to Jian Wuzhen for so long.

You must know that the sword has no real person but one star Wuhuang, and Fang Wuzhen's strength is only the Wuwang of the Void Realm.

It's not easy for this kid to be able to support a swordless real person for so long across a great realm, even though he is just dodging and defending blindly.

At the moment, Wushuang sword ancestors carefully looked at Fang Wuyi, with a sharp light shining in his eyes, and a muttering utterance in his mouth came out: "Walking for miles, stealing the sky and changing hands? This guy is an apprentice to the Saint ? "

Pirate Saint, the founder of Pirate Door, it is rumored that he and the tyrant Lan Feng are characters of the same era and are still his brothers, robbing the rich and helping the poor, walking between heaven and earth. Name, but the name of his pirate saint is known to everyone.

There have been rumors flowing out of the Huaxia Rivers and Lakes. The Pirate Saint possessed a hundred wispy wives, and he became a Pirate Saint because he could not stand the entanglement of a hundred wives and fled the house. Holy coming.

Now, seeing Fang Wudi exhibiting the iconic martial arts path of stealing the sacred tens of thousands of miles and stealing the sky to change hands, how can this unparalleled sword ancestor not be shocked and surprised.

Although he had never seen the famous pirate saint, he knew the power of the pirate saint and was unwilling to easily oppose the pirate saint.

At the moment, Wushuang Jianzu's eyes flickered, his eyes flashed coldly, and his fingers flicked.

An invisible sword qi shot from his fingertips, and turned into a stream of light hitting Fang Wuzhen's body without any warning. He penetrated his left shoulder and sent him to Zhenfei.

Seeing this, Jian Wuzhen was trying to pursue Fang Wuzhen, but was stopped by the Wushuang sword ancestor.

"Oh!"

Fang Wuzhen receded for a long distance before he stabilized his body. He extended his palm to cover the wound on his left shoulder, raised his head and set his eyes on the body of Wushuang sword ancestor, his eyes flashed with cold coldness and violent killing intention. surge.

Fang Wuzhen was about to launch an attack on Wushuang Jianzu, and Wushuang Jianzu said in a deep voice: "Walking for thousands of miles, stealing the sky and changing hands, boy, are you an apprentice to steal the saint?"

"Now that you know the name of the old man, don't hurry to get me a slice, and let Xuan be obedient?"

Hearing Ye Xuan's scream from the Wanjian Sword Formation, Fang Wuzhen's fists clenched, and he said with a gritted tooth.

"Boy, in the face of Pirate Saint, this seat is not difficult for you, let you go today. As for Ye Xuan, this little beast, don't think about it. He hurt me so many disciples in Wushuang Jianzong, he must die! "

Wushuang Jianzu's eyes calmly stared at Fang Wuzhen, with a cold voice in his mouth.

"So what if I want you to let him go?" Fang Wuzhen's fists clenched, his expression determined.

"Then I have to kill you with you!"

Wushuang Sword Ancestor opened his face blankly.

"Aren't you afraid of that old man in my family?" Fang Wudi said unwillingly.

"Even if he comes! Today, Ye Xuan's little animal must die!"

Wushuang Jianzu said coldly, "If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

"Oh!"

Fang Wuzhang uttered a curse in his mouth, his feet moved, and he slammed his iron fist against Wushuang Jianzu fiercely.

"Oh!"

It's a pity that his realm of power is too far away from Wushuang Jianzu, and he was easily stopped by him: "Since you want to die with him so much, then this seat is all right!"

"Boom!"

With the words of Wushuang sword ancestors, his dry palms flashed out on Fang Wudi's chest, while holding Fang Wudi's palms to force, the powerful force burst out, and Fang Wu suddenly burst out. My uncle's body was thrown away heavily ...

"Well ..."

Fang Wuzhang sprayed a lot of dark blood, flying backwards like a cannonball, smashed on the ice in the distance, was seriously injured, and could no longer get up. A trace of dark blood continued to follow her. The corners of his mouth flowed out.

"Old thing ... keke ..."

Fang Wuzhen was struggling to get up from the ground, but he just got up, his foot was a stroke, and he fell on the ice again.

"The reason why this seat saved your life is because I want you to watch the kid die, and die to save him!"

Looking at the miserable Fang Wudi, Wushuang Jianzu looked coldly: "Now the scream of that kid in the 10,000 Sword Sword array has stopped, and there is no struggling movement in it. Presumably the kid has already He was torn into pieces by thousands of swords and exploded! "

"Now let you see his tragic situation with your own eyes!"

With the words of Wushuang sword ancestors falling, his sleeve robe swung violently, the invisible suffocation spread, and the huge Sword Squad of Mansions gradually dispersed at this moment ...

As Wan Jie's sword array dissipated, Ye Xuan, who had practiced cross-kneeling in Jian Zhen, slowly opened her closed eyes at this moment.

With Ye Xuan's eyes open, golden dragon scales spread on his right arm, a majestic breath spread out of his body without reservation, and an invisible sound rang around Wind of energy.

At the same time, Ye Xuan's cold voice sounded quietly at this moment.

"Old thing, thank you for making me a Dragon Clan!"