super king glory

In the sound of poetry, his swordsmanship became more fierce.

And because of the passive skill knight line.

Every time Wang Xiaojian cuts a sword, he will condense a stream of sword energy, making the sword energy around him criss-cross, and the more he fights, the stronger he becomes!

Duanmu Yeyu's swordsmanship that has reached the ninth rank of the earth rank is very amazing.

But for a while, Wang Xiaojian was evenly matched with him.

After fighting fiercely for a full quarter of an hour, the two were evenly matched!

However, their constantly intertwined sword lights shattered the sky.

One after another, dragon-like space cracks appeared.

Winding and spreading around.

As long as it is touched, it will be wiped out!

Under the sky, all the strongmen of the King's Gate who watched all this were shocked.

And the millions of warriors on Guanli Peak were dumbfounded.

In their eyes, Duanmu Yeyu, who had returned from the sanctuary, was an existence like a master.

When he uses the sword, no one in the entire Zhonglan Region is his opponent.

But now, Wang Xiaojian has fought him to this extent.

Although in the battle, Duanmu Yeyu faintly pressed Wang Xiaojian's head.

However, just such a situation stunned them.

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian and Duanmu Yeyu come and go.

The peerless sword and the Qingyue sword are constantly colliding.

Make the sky roar and shine brightly.

They fought fiercely for dozens of rounds.

Amidst a burst of violent roaring sound, two figures crossed and separated.

Duanmu Yeyu backed away.

And the last stage of Wang Xiaojian's skill of drinking wine.

With a swipe, it returned to the place where the white afterimage was.

Wang Xiaojian holds a peerless sword in his hand.

The cultivation method that has been promoted to the heaven rank makes his aura still linger even in high-intensity battles.

Looking at Wang Xiaojian's appearance, Duanmu Yeyu's eyes shot out a cold light.

"Wang Xiaojian, you really exceeded my expectations. You were able to take so many moves from me. I take back what I said before. You have the right to ask me to draw my sword."

Wang Xiaojian smiled coldly, flicked the peerless sword in his hand, made a buzzing sound, pointed at Duanmu Yeyu and said, "Duanmu Yeyu, you are not bad, you are qualified to fight with me."

An angry look appeared on Duanmu Yeyu's face.

He said that Wang Xiaojian was qualified to ask him to draw his sword.

He looked up to Wang Xiaojian.

But Wang Xiaojian actually responded directly and said the same thing.

That condescending feeling made Duanmu Yeyu very angry.

There was a cold smile on his face and said: "Wang Xiaojian, it's just to try your tricks, do you really think that this seat is only capable?!"

After using the Qingyue Sword of the ninth grade of the earth rank and using the Ziyan Dragon Pattern swordsmanship, Duanmu Yeyu's combat power increased by almost ten times.

However, he can still be stronger!

Wang Xiaojian smiled, and said lightly: "Duanmu Yeyu, then you think I'm only capable of this?"

Seeing Wang Xiaojian's confident appearance, Duanmu Yeyu sneered, "Wang Xiaojian, don't put on airs, just accept my move. If you can't handle this move, you die!"

Duanmu Yeyu shouted angrily.

He used the Purple Flame Dragon Pattern Sword Technique again.

But it is the strongest killing move in the Ziyan Dragon Pattern swordsmanship——

Purple Flame—Dragon Pattern Lotus Flower!

groan!

In the air, there was a sound of dragon chant.

Immediately afterwards, ripples like dragon patterns spread out centered on Duanmu Yeyu.

Where the dragon pattern ripples pass.

A phantom holding a sword appeared in the air.

Everyone in these phantoms is the same as Duanmu Yeyu, but their bodies are burning with the light of flames.

Then, these figures flickered, came to Wang Xiaojian's surroundings, and surrounded Wang Xiaojian!

Immediately, Duanmu Yeyu's angry eyes widened, and he unleashed the strongest move of the Purple Flame Dragon Pattern sword technique, and slashed in the direction of Wang Xiaojian.

Purple flame dragon pattern——

The lotus blooms!

groan!

Chapter 91 Powerful Lianhua!

groan!

In the air, the sound of dragon chant resounded.

A total of eight powerful sword qi clones, together with Duanmu Yeyu, chopped out the sword light, and chopped towards the top of Wang Xiaojian's head!

Every sword light contains the sub-fire of the fallen star flames from the heaven and earth holy fire.