There Is A Dragon In My Well

Looking from a distance, the two of them looked like two huge balls of light, constantly flowing with light, trying to devour each other.

He actually exerted his magic power uncontrollably.

Chu Qiujin shouted in a low voice: "You are not as good as me in magic, so let's compare sword skills!"

As he spoke, Jie Dao suddenly shook, his magic power surged, and the sword's light pushed Ren Changfeng out in an instant.

It can be said that the entire golden body is condensed with magic power. It is the same as Chu Qiu's body. It is ten times stronger than people of the same level!

If he wants to defeat Ren Changfeng with his magic power, he must be unconvinced.

"Okay! You are indeed very extraordinary!"

Ren Changfeng took a deep breath, suddenly closed the sword with his body, and slashed at him with the long sword.

There are no twists and turns in his sword skills, just the simplest movements of chopping, chopping, slashing, teasing, and sweeping.

If someone with average sword skills looks at it, his sword skills are almost like chopping wood.

Only Chu Qiu, who was in the middle of the attack, knew best that these seemingly simple sword techniques could return to nature and turn decay into magic!

The swords are connected and the moves are deadly!

The force of the sword was like the waves of the sea, rising one after another, surging and forming an inexhaustible momentum!

In a short period of time, Chu Qiu felt overwhelmed.

It looked like the swords were striking one after another, but in Chu Qiu's eyes, the light of the swords was layer upon layer, like the surging sea.

Chu Qiu frowned, the Buddhist sword was swung tightly, the clanging sound was as dense as beads, and the sparks were like rain.

Gradually, Ren Changfeng's knife became faster and faster, one knife after another, perfect and coherent, one after another!

Especially when the body is combined with the sword, every time the sword is struck, the sword borrows the strength of the person, and the person borrows the power of the sword, just like the symbiosis of yin and yang, and the power is endless.

Gradually, the power accumulated on the knife is getting stronger and more concentrated!

Chu Qiu only relied on his sword skills to deal with it, which already felt a little difficult.

Puff puff…

The strong wind was like a steel knife. Wherever it passed, the surface of the mountains was like being swept away by plows. The scene was terrifying.

"We can't continue like this, otherwise the power of his sword will become stronger and stronger, and the power of his sword will become greater and greater. In the end, it will be as difficult to deal with as the evil water of the Black Dragon King!"

Thinking of this, Chu Qiu made a quick decision and shouted: "Ren Changfeng, be careful!"

"Buddha has anger, turns into a bright king, breaks the precepts and picks up the sword!"

Chu Qiu's golden body shouted loudly, making an angry image. The aura of the golden body was sudden, his hair stood up like flames, his eyes were filled with fire, and he slashed with the sword in his hand.

With this strike, thousands of golden lights penetrated the heaven and earth, and their momentum was unstoppable!

In everyone's eyes, Chu Qiu's golden body was like an angry sitting Buddha at this moment, standing up suddenly with a knife.

This sword has terrifying connotations, making all things bow their heads and demons clinging to their ears.

Behind the golden body, evil fire even manifested, pitch black and red, like a demon struggling.

The expressions of the several transformed demons watching the battle not far away changed at that time.

Because the intention of this sword is full of the true meaning of subduing demons and suppressing all disobedience.

It has a terrible pressure-restraining effect on their monsters.

The same goes for Ren Changfeng!

Because after this sword strike, he also became a kind of demon who refused to accept enlightenment.

Even in a trance, he saw himself transforming into a demon, refusing to accept enlightenment, and being suppressed by a Buddha.

This scene made him twitch in his heart. He suddenly came to his senses and his face changed: "Not good!"

However, the voice has not fallen yet!

Uh-huh!

With a flash of golden light in front of his eyes, Chu Qiujie's sword had turned from defense to offense, breaking through his layers of sword power, and slashed off his head.

Ren Changfeng suddenly took a breath of cold air, feeling as if he was in a state of turmoil.

Then he quickly withdrew his sword to block it, and used all his strength to strike above his head.

Bang!

The golden sword struck his long sword.

An unimaginably huge force instantly caused severe pain in both his arms, and the sword almost flew away from his hand.

The movement of the true energy and mana suddenly stagnated, and the whole person flew out uncontrollably.

Boom boom boom...!

His flying figure smashed into big trees one after another and flew several hundred meters before he could stop.

"So strong!"

Ren Changfeng took a deep breath, moved his arms, and looked at Chu Qiu again with a fiery look.

"You guys are really not that strong!"

"Since I debuted, I have only suffered such a painful injury when fighting at a higher level. You are the first to encounter such a situation at the same level!"

Ren Changfeng's true energy took the opportunity to circulate for several days before his arm regained its initial feeling.

"However, this kind of battle is more enjoyable. It is a man's battle. Come again!"

He shouted excitedly and danced with his long sword. His sword skills were domineering and his momentum was wild, like a wild horse running wild.

Chu Qiu's lips curled up, revealing a meaningful smile and said: "Next, I'll let you see what a real man's fight is!"

"kill!"

After saying that, Chu Qiu shouted loudly, and while shaking his body, he stretched out eight more arms.

Seeing such a strange scene, Ren Changfeng suddenly stopped and looked at him in shock.

"What kind of outfit are you wearing? Magical powers?"

Ren Changfeng's face showed a hint of horror, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

The faces of many casual cultivators also changed, feeling a little strange.

One head, eight arms, is this still a human being?

In the midst of shock, Chu Qiujin already rushed towards Ren Changfeng with a malicious smile.

The latter took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, danced his sword, and fought in one place.

But this time, he realized what it means to be domineering and what it means to be strong.

Chu Qiu's eight arms were seen striking, and a sword followed the eight arms, appearing and disappearing.

when!

The Jie Dao struck on his long sword.

Before he could react, Chu Qiu struck with his other arm, causing the sword to jump up and slash him in the face.

Ren Changfeng's face panicked, he quickly shook his head to avoid it, and drew his sword to wrap the sword.

But just as he turned his head, another hand grabbed the sword like lightning, and swiped it downwards. There was a stabbing sound, and a blood mark appeared on his abdomen.

He screamed in pain and quickly changed his sword. At this time, another arm had taken the Jie Dao away, and stopped the turning sword. With a clang, he almost knocked it away.

Poof!

Due to an oversight, a bloodstain appeared again under his arm.

Ren Changfeng hurriedly roared, his true energy exploded, condensed into a body-protecting sword, and charged again.

But that sword, under the movement of Chu Qiu's eight arms, came and went like lightning, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.

There was a bang, an oversight, and he was slashed again, and the protective aura was blown to pieces.

At this moment, Ren Changfeng suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

A feeling of powerlessness that two fists cannot defeat four hands.

What's more, the opponent has not only four hands, but eight hands.

The eight big hands, like a relay, kept turning the sword back and forth. The dragon could not see its head but not its tail. If it was not careful, it would be cut and pulled.