The endless sword light slashed towards the Thousand Mile Mirror Technique with great impact, as if it was about to fly out.

This gave people an infinite visual impact, frightening everyone to cover their eyes with blood and tears, and they all retreated, cursing.

But tens of thousands of "Guanyizhan", under the guidance of Xiao Kongtong,

It is by no means a person outside the mirror of thousands of miles, nor is it colorless, but this tunnel. It only smells the rules of the world, just like a bubble phantom.

Within this lies the avenue of light.

Cutting off the Avenue of Light was naturally to force Yan Wuse's figure out.

"have a thought."

Sure enough, as soon as the avenue was broken, Yan Wuse came back holding his chin. He had no place to hide.

But the tens of thousands of "Guanyizhan" circled in the void again, and they all returned to the direction of Xiao Kongtong.

Xiao Kongtong did not incorporate them into his body.

Instead, he activated Mo Jian Shu to guide them in a way that could control the torrent of sword energy.

"Qinghe Sword World."

With a command, tens of thousands of "Guanyizhan" who were supposed to return to their bodies gathered into a torrent of blue sword energy.

This sword combines Nine Swordsmanship, Hidden Swordsmanship, and the first level of Mo Swordsmanship to slash at the colorless elemental body with real damage!

"Wow~"

Yan Wuse let out a strange scream, which really showed off.

If a simple Guan Yi Slash could not pose a threat to his body, then the Guan Yi Slash that had been multiplied tens of thousands of times and had increased damage and real damage was enough to make his heart beat slightly faster.

"Die Yue."

In an instant, he retreated ten miles to put a safe distance between himself and his life.

His face is colorless and he no longer laughs, his fingertips twist into flowers, and a thin silver moon condenses in front of him.

Dieyue, innate spiritual skills.

It can swallow up most energy attacks, and it can also swallow up all light abilities, turning it into Die Yue's own defense.

In Yan Wuse's eyes, spiritual skills have no level, only application.

At the moment, Disyue is the best spiritual skill that can absorb the power of the sun and improve one's own quality.

And with the blessing of holy power, while resisting Guan Yizhan, it can also weaken Guan Yizhan's attack with the help of increased defense power.

"laugh!"

A cracking sound.

The First Dao Guan easily tore through Diseyue's defense with one slash.

Keyanwushe took another half step back.

With the tip of his finger, he calculated extremely accurately and condensed nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine disks of the moon, drawing a moon blocking path in front of him.

Guanyizhan cuts through everything instantly.

When the last layer of the disc moon is torn off, its remaining energy is colorless but can be stopped with one finger.

Yan Wuse responded to all the remaining Guanyizhan attacks in the same way. This attack seemed to be close to life and death. In the end, Yan Wuse retreated ten miles, lowered his eyes and stroked his beard, and elegantly blocked the attack with his fingertips.

Cut to the end.

Everyone before the Qianlijingjing surgery was stunned.

"This control... let me go, it's so wonderful!"

"'Die Yue, the level of your spiritual skills is not high, right? Why can I see the feeling of a holy warrior in Mr. Yan's hands?"

"Is this the light of spiritual refining? Is this the fighting consciousness of the three realms?"

"No matter how you look at it, Senior Brother, there is absolutely no chance of winning. How could Xu Xiaoshou be able to fuck the useless old man before? This is too, too..."

Above the falling abyss, Xiao Kongtong froze on the spot, feeling that this was too dreamy. He was not surprised that Yan Wuse could block his attack, but the calculation was so precise that he didn't even use any extra force. In the end, he used

He pinned his Guanyizhan with his fingertips. This was something he never expected!

"Congratulations, you successfully fought against the Half-Saint and survived the first round." Yan Wuse disappeared ten miles away like an outsider, but clapped beside Xiao Kongtong, "But I,

Now I know your fighting strength." Xiao Kongtong suddenly tilted his head.

Yan Wuse returned to his original position, with his hands outside his waist and legs, and flicked them down.

"Zizi——"

The purple light of lightning suddenly gathered in Yan WuSe's palm, and finally extended into an electric gun.

The tip of the purple electric gun penetrated the ground, and the tail came out of the head. Electric snakes swam around and crawled all over the body, giving the colorless color of the pale gold robe a domineering color. "Denliang Gun!"

Xiao Kongtong's heart sank.

This gun is not

It's a spiritual weapon, but a spiritual skill.

If we say that the previous Diyue was just a small fight.

The electric spear is the true pinnacle holy weapon, and it is the first skill that made Yan Wuse famous for his "Spiritual Refining Light" in the past.

This holy martial art is extremely violent with one shot and one calamity.

The most bizarre legend is that Yan Wuse once used this gun to kill Yi Zhandao when he was young and suffered a nine-death thunder disaster.

Under the lightning disaster of nine deaths, he pierced through life without any reason! When Xiao Kongtong saw this electric spear, he immediately thought of his current state.

"Are you ready to become a semi-saint?"

"Maybe, something unexpected will happen next!"

Yan Wuse seemed to be talking to himself, and after a chuckle, he shook out an electric flower from the electric gun in his hand, and stepped forward.

"Nine Sword Techniques·Nine Buddhas Guard the Pallbearers!"

The Kongtong Wuxiang Sword in Xiao Kongtong's hand immediately thrust down upside down, dividing one into three, and three into nine.

At the same time, the gods and Buddhas opened their eyes, and nine great Buddhas appeared to protect him.

And the nine swords around his body turned into a closed sword coffin, locking him tightly inside.

The formation technique in the Nine Swordsmanship combines the power of the gods and Buddhas, and turns the imaginary into reality - this can minimize the damage from attacks that cannot be avoided in time.

"The power of projectiles makes people laugh."

Rao Shixiao Kongtong used all his strength, but when Yan Wuse came to the nine great Buddhas, he could only laugh out loud.

He didn't even need to use his spiritual skills anymore, he just twirled the electric spear in his hand and slashed away.

"boom!"

In Wanli Space, he was blown up by a electric gun on the spot.

The entire mountain top of the Fallen Abyss was bombed once... no, the entire mountain range was completely wiped out by the lightning.

The avenue of endless rules was revealed, but like the technique of teleporting a mirror from a thousand miles away, it was shattered on the spot.

"Fuck!"

The eyes of everyone in the Sin Hall almost jumped out of their heads.

They all jumped back, feeling as if they had also been shot. When they came back to their senses, they all looked at each other and were speechless, but soon, someone broke the deadlock.

"open!"

"Open it again!"

"Uncle Ni, please open it quickly and I'll give you the medicine!"

The big man hurriedly swallowed the elixir and started to use the Thousand Miles Mirror Technique again with trembling hands, with a look of regret in his eyes.

But curiosity, after all, took up more of his total emotions. The spiritual mirror reopened.

However, when he fell into the abyss, the shadow of Mishi Buddha was lost.

It is conceivable that the combination of the Nine Sword Techniques and the Heart Sword Technique was destroyed by a single shot from the Denliang Gun.

The big man was looking for it, and soon located a cracked sword coffin thousands of miles away.

It is still shooting into the distance, and its remaining power is not diminished at all!

It passed through the mountains and the jungle. It was clearly drawn from the Fallen Abyss and was pulled out of the Fallen Abyss with one shot!

"brush."

Yan Wuse came face to face with his electric gun and raised it high.

Hidden in the sword coffin, Xiao Kongtong was covered in blood, his formless body collapsed back to its original shape, and only panic and confusion remained on his face.

"Finish."

Colorless, one shot after another.
To be continued...