Chapter 1094

"Palm actually used the proud sword formula. It seems that he is going to defeat Zhuo Wen at one stroke." Liu Xiangmei's eyes showed a look of surprise. Obviously, he didn't expect palm to use this move.

Aojian Jue is an extremely powerful killing sword technique, and it is also the most powerful move of palm itself. In the past six months, palm has only made aojian Jue once, that is, against Liu Qing.

But now, in the face of Zhuo Wen, palm once again used the proud sword formula. Obviously, Zhuo Wen put a lot of pressure on him, so he used the strongest sword technique.

"The palm that uses the proud sword formula can kill even the martial arts in the later period of the general Tianzun. The fate of Zhuo Wen has been set." Liu Qing smiled slightly.

As soon as the Ao Jian Jue was used, many people in the audience also heard an uproar. Many people also heard about the strongest move of palm.

Even many people looked at Zhuo Wen opposite the palm with a trace of pity. Obviously, they thought that Zhuo Wen might not be able to take over the proud sword formula of the palm. After all, palm often mixed in the arena. Many people in the arena know how strong its strength is.

Although palm fell into a disadvantage in the first confrontation just now, it was just a tentative confrontation, and it was impossible to see the specific strength of the two people. Only when they worked with real guns and knives, it was easiest to know which was stronger or weaker.

Slightly raised his head and looked at the thousands of sword shadows. A solemn color also appeared in Zhuo Wen's eyes. He could feel that the power of aojian formula made by palm was extremely terrible.

"The killing trend!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Wen kicked sideways, and the killing trend was like countless mountains. For a moment, the air around Zhuo Wen solidified, and the atmosphere stagnated to the extreme.

Whoosh!

The thousands of sword shadows came in an instant. When they reached Zhuo Wen's body, a sense of killing came, like the sword blade hanging between Zhuo Wen's neck, which made Zhuo Wen's hair stand upright and raised a feeling of goose bumps.

"Cut!"

Zhuo Wen's right hand picked up, and suddenly the surging killing trend poured into Zhuo Wen's seven kill knife. Just listening to a buzzing sound, the seven kill knife blade sent out a very frightening edge, even with Zhuo Wen's gesture, it suddenly cut upward.

Keng!

The seven killing sabres were cut out with one knife, and they were heavily chopped on the countless sword shadows. The crisp sound of gold and iron rang through. Then Zhuo Wen felt a strong force on the handle and stepped back a few steps.

At the moment Zhuo Wen stepped back, Liu Qing, Liu Xiang and other members of the imperial Pavilion in the stands could not help smiling. Obviously, Zhuo Wen's retreat made them full of confidence in palm.

"Zhuo Wen really stepped back. The proud sword formula of palm is very powerful. It seems that Zhuo Wen is also difficult to resist."

The audience also noticed the figure of Zhuo Wen who retreated again and again. Their eyes were compassionate, sighed and gloated.

"Brother Zhuo..." Canaan and other four people were nervous, looking at the backward figure, breathing a little short, and obviously began to worry about Zhuo Wen's situation.

"Ha ha! Zhuo Wen, this is just the starting move of aojian Jue. You can't stop it. It seems that you will lose this battle."

Palm was standing at a height of 100 meters, with countless sword shadows on his feet, overlooking Zhuo Wen's eyes, full of strong satisfaction. The original confrontation had made him feel a little afraid of Zhuo Wen, but Zhuo Wen's retreat at the moment made his fear slowly fade away.

Zhuo Wen's face sank like water, but he didn't raise any waves in his heart because of palm's words. He saw a bend in Zhuo Wen's right wrist, and suddenly the killing trend around him suddenly converged and gathered in the seven killing knives in the palm.

"Broken!"

Then, Zhuo Wen's Sabre changed, with the general trend of killing. The power of seven kill Sabre was more terrible than before, as if there were terrible beasts in the seven kill Sabre at the moment.

Boom!

The seven kill sword was cut out again and exploded on the sword shadow in front of him. Immediately, Zhuo Wen's backward steps finally stopped. Then Zhuo Wen roared, and the power in the seven kill increased several times. In a short time, the terrible sword shadow in front of him broke up one after another.

"This guy... Is it broken?" the smile on palm's mouth suddenly solidified and his eyes became gloomy.

After breaking the shadow of the sword, Zhuo Wen suddenly stepped out and took the initiative to attack the palm. The seven kill knife in his hand is also perfectly combined with the general trend of killing, as if there is a huge mountain in the knife, giving people an extremely stagnant and thick feeling.

Palm's face was heavy and said coldly, "Zhuo Wen! The Ao sword formula is not over yet. It was just a start, and the real power is still behind. Take it!"

With that, palm stepped on countless sword shadows, grabbed Zhuo Wen with a sword and bullied him into Zhuo Wen's body. The long sword in the palm of his right hand whirled violently, with a vast breath like the sea, and hit Zhuo Wen's head heavily.

Keng!

Zhuo Wen's long sword rose, the swords intersected, sparks burst out, and their figures stopped in the air as if they were still in time.

"Aojian Lingyun! Suppress it for me."

On the sword shadow, palm drank deeply, and the long sword in his hand sounded a clear sound of sword. Immediately, countless sword shadows around him began to roll, and a thick black cloud of sword shadow condensed behind palm.

Palm stepped on the cloud, and a huge sword shadow of tens of feet appeared behind him. Under palm's sharp eyes, this huge sword shadow was like an arrow off the string and swept straight towards Zhuo Wen.

"Zhuo Wen! You can't stop this move." palm's indifferent voice rang through the clouds, and his right hand began to exert pressure, so that Zhuo Wen couldn't resist the huge sword shadow from the clouds.

"Can't stop it? Not necessarily!"

Zhuo Wen responded indifferently, and then a blood light swept out of his spiritual ring and immediately turned into a blood gun. Zhuo Wen held the blood gun with his empty left hand, and the killing trend was integrated into the blood gun at the same time. His left hand stood up, and the tip of the blood gun emitted a strange blood color, fearlessly facing the huge sword shadow.

Boom!

The explosion rang out, and then the blood gun collided with the sword shadow. Then Zhuo Wen only felt a strong force, so he stepped back towards the rear involuntarily.

"Ao Jian Jue is not something you can stop. Break it for me!"

Looking at the Zhuo Wen who stepped back a few steps, palm's eyes flashed a little color. He took advantage of the victory to control the sword shadow and continued to exert pressure on Zhuo Wen.

"Not necessarily!"

Zhuo Wen spits out this sentence, which is to pinch out a Dharma seal. Suddenly, a sad smell diffuses from his body. This sad smell becomes more and more strong. Finally, it builds a mysterious and strange Dharma seal in the void behind Zhuo Wen, which is the sad treasure seal.

The invisible power like a curse shrouded palm and palm's sword shadow attack little by little. Then palm clearly felt that the power in his body was slowly weakening, and the power of the sword shadow was gradually decreasing.

"What's going on? What have you done to me?" feeling the part of the power that disappeared out of thin air, palm looked frightened and couldn't help shouting at Zhuo Wenli.

"Ignorant guy!"

Zhuo Wen ignored the anxious palm and drank coldly. He cut it out again with a knife and a gun. For a while, the sword shadow, which was as powerful as a rainbow, stagnated, and then collapsed inch by inch.

At the same time, the long sword chopped on the seven killing knife was also put away by Zhuo Wen. Then Zhuo Wen's knife was raised, and the killing spread like a hurricane, while palm's face changed and regressed.

"It's not that easy to return!"

Zhuo wenleng drank, took a step, reached palm again, and cut out the seven kill knife, which was powerful and unforgiving.

Palm's face changed greatly. He really couldn't figure it out. After Zhuo Wen suddenly used the strange French seal, how could his strength drop by nearly 30%. Originally, he stably suppressed Zhuo Wen, but now he has been suppressed.

Keng!

The seven kill Sabre exploded on the long sword, and a great force spread through the blade. Palm felt that his right hand was paralyzed under this great force, and the long sword was thrown out directly.

"Palm's weapon was picked up?"

Looking at this scene, everyone under the stage was stunned. They also wondered why palm, which had the upper hand, was suddenly suppressed by Zhuo Wen and became so embarrassed?

Only Liu Qing's pupils shrunk, Teng stood up, stared at the Dharma seal floating in the void behind Zhuo Wen, and muttered in a low voice: "this is... The sad treasure seal of the seven emotions treasure seal? Zhuo Wen has other contribution points to exchange for such powerful skills?"

After all, the seven emotions treasure seal is a saint's skill, and its reputation in the outer court is very good. However, few disciples in the outer court exchange this skill. First, this skill is incomplete. There are only three treasure seals left in the original seven emotions treasure seal. Second, the price of the seven emotions treasure seal is too high. A treasure seal costs 150000 contribution points, which is not affordable for ordinary martial artists.

Even if some people have so many contribution points, they basically won't choose the seven feelings treasure seal. After all, the incomplete skill can't give full play to all its power. It's not worth the loss to exchange the incomplete skill at a huge cost. Even if the skill is at the sage level, it's not cost-effective. It's better to use so many contribution points to exchange some suitable skills.

Whoosh!

At the moment when the palm sword was picked up, Zhuo Wen snatched it out again, and the seven killing knives were cut out again. A surging killing trend rolled over and wanted to wipe out the palm completely.

"Asshole!"

Palm roared, and his eyes were full of shock and anger. Zhuo Wen's knife was merciless. If he didn't resist, he would end up with more or less bad luck.

As soon as the yuan force of the right palm is vomited, the palm directly forms a yuan force defense mask in front of the body to block the cutting attack of the seven killing sabres.

Pooh!

Unfortunately, under the AI Bao seal, the palm's strength decreased too much. The defense mask did not last too long, but was broken by the seven kill knife. The blade immediately crossed the palm's right arm, and then blood splashed