Chapter 495: Ninety-nine returns to one, and the sword draws the world!

As his thoughts turned, thoughts flew past Yi Chu's heart. As he was thinking in his heart, he heard Li Yingqiong in the sky shouting deeply, and the green flying sword in his hand suddenly flew up again.

"Haohao's Heavenly Power, Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, Young Master Xiangyan, please take me the Taihao's Thunder True Art." As Li Yingqiong spoke, the magic tricks in her hand kept pinching. The flying sword hanging above her head flew to the sky the moment Li Yingqiong drank his words.

The calm sky instantly revealed a crack more than three meters wide, and in this crack, rolling purple clouds kept flashing in the void.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Nine thunders slashed out from the crack in an instant. When it slashed on the green flying sword, it was attracted by the green sword and turned into nine purple thunder lightnings, surrounding Li Yingqiong's flying sword.

The Taihao Thunder True Art is the top sword technique that Taihao Sect’s commander uses one sword to control thunder. According to legend, this magic has reached the top level and can produce ten thousand thunders with one sword. The power of one sword is comparable to the Yuanshen Heavenly Tribulation. Although Li Yingqiong’s strength is far from the birth of ten thousand thunders with one sword, the rolling lightning is filled with the righteousness of the heaven and earth, which is also shocking.

"boom!"

The green flying sword collided with the hundred sword lights of Xiangyan Gongzi, and the nine divine thunders instantly exploded in the void. In the explosion of the lightning, hundreds of sword lights gathered together were instantly blown away.

"Just relying on this skill, I still want to lead Qunlun, and a weasel still wants to drive to the sky? I'm so arrogant and overestimating my ability!" Li Yingqiong, who took a step forward gently, pinched his slender jade fingers again, and sword techniques flew out again with her jade hand.

Apart from having suffered such grievances in Yi Chu's hands, Young Master Xiangyan never suffered such grievances? Young Master Xiangyan's face looked a little ferocious and was breathing heavily. He felt that such rapid breathing was related to his inner embarrassment!

Gladiated at Li Yingqiong in the sky, Young Master Xiangyan sneered, and the golden crown with hair care on his head suddenly exploded. The sword wheel that was constantly rotating behind him suddenly burst out with surging sword light.

"Nine and nine return to one, swords lead to the world!"

This move caused a great loss in the hands of a woman, which made Young Master Xiangyan's face look very ugly. In addition, with everyone present, this emotion quickly escalated, which made the embarrassment of being wiped out, and suddenly turned the embarrassment of being bullied! It was my Xiangyan's fault to make this arrogant little girl who was not sure of her weight. If you live for one more second, I may be even more embarrassed!

At this time, Young Master Xiangyan completely forgot about the warning of Chen Long! His eyes turned bloody, and a cold and gloomy light ejaculated. Blood was chewed from the corners of his mouth. The muscles on his face expanded horizontally. The two fists were clenched tightly, and a murderous aura was emitted from the whole body. While the magic tricks in his hand were pinching, the huge sword wheel behind him began to spin wildly.

The spiritual energy of thousands of miles around was as if he had felt the summoning in an instant. The rotating sword of the sword wheel gathered towards the huge sword wheel frantically. The endless pressure continued to gather under the rotating sword wheel. Sword lights were constantly increasing.

Ten feet, twenty feet...fifty feet!

The power of the sword wheel is getting stronger and stronger. Although Yi Chu is below the battle, he can also truly feel the increase in the power of the sword wheel. Each sword light is fifty feet long. The sword wheel formed by the nine hundred and ninety-nine flying swords gathered, with a vast power of magnitude and rushing straight to the world.

The world was trembling and the void was trembling. Some monks with low cultivation felt extremely depressed under the rolling sword wheel, as if huge pressure had penetrated into their limbs and bones!

"Surply" and waves of controversy kept coming from the monk's flying sword. During this controversy, Yi Chu felt his Qinghong sword constantly bounce, as if he wanted to break the forbidden and speed towards the rolling sword wheel.

"Miss Yingqiong, my good girl, it's still too late to admit defeat now. Who would make you and me the right line? As long as you are willing to impress your brother, I, the one who is a brother, will not make things difficult for you no matter how you say it, don't you?"

Young Master Xiang Yan, who had been completely integrated into the power of the sword wheel, now looked like a passionate young master, speaking gently and showing a high spirit. When he was in this sword wheel, he felt that everything around him was in his control.

I hold the world, hold the power, do whatever I want, and I want this feeling!

Li Yingqiong, everything around him was like an ant in the eyes of Young Master Xiangyan. As long as he was willing, the sword wheel would fly, everything could turn into ashes!

Young Master Xiangyan's unscrupulous laughter kept coming from the void. The laughter collided with the sword energy in the void, adding a bit of killing.

This kid is so arrogant. Did he take the opportunity to sneak attack and kill him here? Yi Chu's face suddenly had a hint of murderous intent.

Facing the huge sword wheel that was overwhelming and trembling in all directions, Li Yingqiong looked as cold as snow. While she gently lifted her left hand, a small jade wheel began to dance constantly in her hands.

The jade wheel is not big, but the faint faint light makes people feel heartbroken. Yi Chu was even more impressed by this small jade wheel. Looking at Li Yingqiong who was relaxed in power, Yi Chu's killing sword intent that was ready to bombard it slowly took it back.

"Li Yingqiong, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Since you are ungrateful and have to seek death, I have to give you my best!"

Young Master Xiangyan looked at the jade wheel that was constantly rotating in Li Yingqiong's hands, and his face changed. He no longer hesitated. As the magic tricks were pinching, the huge sword wheel roared down and pressed down towards Li Yingqiong's head.

The sword light was like a wheel, and everything turned into pieces. The floating clouds disappeared without a trace as the sword wheel flew past.

The vast Beilong Mountain was covered by a huge sword wheel. Although the monks watching the battle on Beilong Mountain felt that this huge sword wheel could not hurt him, their faces changed and they still prepared for the future and instinctively sacrificed their magic weapons.

Li Yingqiong stood under the sword wheel, so weak. Her thin body in her endless murderous aura seemed to be shattered by the sword wheel at any time! Her eyes were staring at this disciple who was in full swing and famous in his heart, and she couldn't help but worry about her.

The sword wheel crushed the void, but can she resist this weak person?

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