Cultivating 100000 Years

During Feng Yao’s attack on Xu Yang’s back row, I have to say that Long Kun played a great role. It was purely by his own strength that he blocked the other three people. The defensive ability of this guy’s basal martial arts is truly amazing. One word to describe.

Stripping off all other external attributes and competing for defense in the same realm, Xu Yang asked himself that he was not that guy's opponent.

"Hahaha, this is the power of the Northern Jin Sword League that was blown to the sky by you? Shit!"

Long Kun deliberately said this very loudly, just to play his own aura, to vent the second team that was obliterated, and at the same time to let all the forces understand that the foundation of the Yuanyang Empire should not be underestimated.

Feng Yao nodded slightly, and at the same time withdrew to the direction of the team, and had to face the five people in front of him again.

"Unsurprisingly, you are indeed worthy of the qualifications of the finals team, but when you decide to insult the Northern Jin Sword League, you are doomed to pay a heavy price for it!"

"The seal is lifted!"

The next moment, Feng Yao released an icy bitterness in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. At the same time, there was an extremely bright black seal in front of him.

That black devil-like silhouette released a long shackle that completely bound his body. When the back of the demon appeared, it released an extremely terrifying breath of death.

At the same time, the demon behind the three behind also appeared immediately, and their hideous posture gave the audience a terrifying shock.

"Oh my god, what is that? It's just a seal that suppresses strength? Why does it give me such a harsh feeling!"

It seems that the appearance of this scene has made many people at the scene have other ideas about the Northern Jin Sword League.

Click!

The sound of shackles cracking began to sound, similar to the special explosion that only occurs when rubbing bones, making the scalp numb.

Until the silhouette of the black demon behind them continued to blur, the aura of the four people was also rapidly increasing, and the four bodies were released from the cage like a beast that had been suppressed for a long time, venting their wild instinct for victory.

"Come on, let you see our true power!"

"What! That are... the four Yuanshen realm powerhouses? That Feng Yao has even reached the high level of the Yuanshen, this..."

In fact, the cultivation base that reaches the high level of the soul is basically disqualified, because the power of the soul is the standard of strength that can only be possessed by the average academy elder, even if some very few amazing geniuses are ahead of their peers Two levels are also normal.

But the four guys from the Northern Jin Sword League in front of them were all high-ranking in the Yuanshen realm, and they clearly showed that they were deliberately sealing their strength, and they were basically challenging the bottom line of the game.

"I said, this sword league is very disgusting. First, it killed a whole team of people and asked to send one off. Now it has four players with suppression levels. It is completely taking advantage of the rules of the game. Even if you win, it is impossible to win everyone's respect!"

"Well said! If we think so!"

For a while, the Hanyue Empire and the two other Zongmen players who originally supported the Sword League also expressed their agreement with this attitude. There was a muttering voice of condemnation on the scene, and it seemed that they were beginning to express dissatisfaction with this vein.

"Master, look at..."

Several inner disciples around Fengxiu began to worry. It was a bit wrong to release the suppressing seal during the game, but Fengxiu seemed very disapproving.

"What do you care about the waste? Those who can't even make it to the finals are only worthy of barking down below. As long as Qian Yunzong doesn't say anything, we don't care."

"Yes, Master...So, the members of the Yuanyang Empire team are probably going to die!"

When these four people released the true realm of the Primordial Spirit Realm, Xu Yang instinctively aroused a trace of worry.

He also understands that the sword alliance's swordsmanship has a huge power gap in each great realm. The higher the realm, the more powerful the sword skills of the sword alliance, and the more lethality is. A little carelessness will lead to death.

There is no doubt that when the opponent reacts like this, his team will go all out in this game.

Xu Yang regretted not playing for the first time. He was absent and Xiao Tuantuan became a major flaw in the team. If Xu Yang is the leader of the Northern Jin team at this time, he will spare no effort to attack the group, attacking the weakest point, and will always be the core thinking in the way to victory.

Sure enough, Xu Yang guessed the worst case.

As soon as these four people had lifted the seal, they used their combination to kill in front of everyone!

The four mid-level primordial souls can easily kill the strongest primordial peak realm with a single blow!

Xu Yang decisively judged that the sword skills these four guys used together can kill any of the four people besides Long Kun on the spot!

"It's not good... dangerous! Change into a straight line!"

Bai Lianxue hurriedly ordered, everyone stood and hid behind Long Kun, and the three goddesses gathered their strength to fight back at the same time.

At the same time, Xiao Tuantuan walked the dragon and snake and drew a turtle-like guardian in front of him.

Xu Yang saw this scene, and thought that he should get a protective treasure as soon as possible and give it to Xiao Tuantuan, otherwise the safety of this girl would be a trouble sooner or later.

The horrible sound of swords broke through the air, and Feng Yao actually played the same powerful long-range sword attack and killing skills as Lingyao, and it was also a combination of four Yuanshen realm powerhouses. The power was only stronger than Lingyao. His sword skills are even stronger!

"Xuanwu true power!"

"Golden Buddha Holy Light!"

"Jingyue Wuhen!"

...

The strongest body protection techniques continue to appear one after another. This wave may not be a round that determines the final outcome, but it is a crucial link that can affect the direction of the entire game.

Rumble! !

The powerful sword light merges with the sword body in Feng Yao's hand, turning into a magical sword that combines virtual and real to stab Long Kun.

"Nima...this sword aura, the pressure is so strong!"

Long Kun gritted his teeth and is doing his best to fight the strongest blow he has faced in these years.

He understands that even with his own profound martial arts, there is a limit to the strength that he can resist. Obviously this time, the opponent's combined sword skill is an important challenge to break his limit.

"hold onto!"

The four goddesses put their arms on their shoulders, injecting spiritual power into the former, and also elevated Long Kun's defense skills to the limit.

Feng Yao and the four were also uncomfortable, each of them gritted their teeth, desperately trying to break through Long Kun's limit defense. They thought that as long as Long Kun was destroyed, the four behind them would slaughter them at will.

However, at this moment, the change was staged again!

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