Chapter 927

The red and white light that circulates continuously all over the body seems to be so magical, and the spiritual power from the long blade makes him feel a bit afraid.

There is no doubt that this strange sword must not be an ordinary thing!

Mulun took a deep breath, and then recalled the scene of Jiang Tian's forcible repulsion of the dark red aura, and immediately concluded that the young man's wealth was quite high!

The value of the two magic weapons he showed before and after is quite surprising.

"Ha ha, this magic weapon is good. I'm quite interested in it. Young man, it's still too late to help me now, otherwise you'll be short of money and money, and regret it!"

A strange light flashed in Mulun's eyes and looked at Jiang Tian with a scornful smile.

Jiang Tian frowned and naturally saw the other party's thoughts. He could not help but scold him.

"Hum! You don't really think I'm a fool, do you? Won't you spare your hand to deal with me after you've got the dark red light

Jiang Tian shakes his head and sneers, which breaks the other party's intention. If Mulun shakes his head and laughs, his look even looks slightly ferocious.

"Ha ha ha ha! Young man, you are not stupid, but even if you are smart, you are useless in front of me

As soon as the words fell, Mullen waved his hand again.

Boom!

The roar of fury suddenly rose, shaking the whole hall. If it was not for fear that the hall could not bear it, murun's hand would be even heavier.

A gray palm print was instantly transformed into a shape, and it could not help but shoot it toward Jiang Tian.

Qi Yurou exclaimed, her face turned pale.

This attack is far more terrifying than the previous one. There is no doubt that Jiang Tian can block the attack in front of him, but he will be helpless this time!

Jiang Tian also looks dignified and tense.

This is the first time that he has a face-to-face fight with a strong person in xuanjing. It is certainly false to say that he is not afraid. After all, the strength of the other side is unfathomable, and he is not at the same level as the martial arts of the quasi xuanjing.

But this doesn't mean that he will shrink back. At the critical moment, Jiang tiannu shouts in his right hand, and the red snow sword is cut out of the sword.

"Blow up the sword!"

Boom!

The violent sound suddenly rises, the red snow sword pulp spirit blooms wildly, releases the astonishing power!

Jiang Tian is very clear that Mulun's attack can not be underestimated. Only when the strongest attack breaks out at the first time, it is possible to block it. But even so, he is still not sure enough.

After all, he has never experienced the power of metaphysical realm, and it is his first contact now!

"Well?"

Mullen's face was slightly heavy, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Tian's swordsmanship makes him feel a little incredible. He has never seen such an amazing move with his accomplishments and experience. I can't help but be surprised.

It's just a young man in the early stage of Chongyang. His swordsmanship can't make him see the way?

How unreasonable!

Mullen snorted coldly, but then a sneer swept from the corner of his mouth.

Even if this sword is powerful, it is impossible to block his attack casually.

The reason why the strong people in the dark realm are powerful is not only the moves and skills, but also the change of the power attributes. It is a kind of power that can completely crush the dark realm, and no moves can make up for it.

Boom!

Just by the "exploding sword" blow out a gap, the gray palm print that is about to be torn apart suddenly rolls with spiritual power, and the second wave of power suddenly erupts!

"Hiss!" Jiang Tian's eyes contracted, shocked.

For a quasi xuanjing martial artist, this sword is enough to completely shake off the opponent's attack, but Mulun's palm is able to coagulate without dispersing, and he is really more powerful than he imagined.

The lightning flashed wildly in his mind. In an instant, Jiang Tian's mind was shaking. He was really impressed by the powerful man's method!

Rumble!

The huge grey palm solidifies again, and bursts out more powerful than the previous one. In an instant, it dissolves the impact of the exploding sword, and it seems that it is about to grasp the red snow sword pulp wildly.

Jiang Tian's face sank and he cried out!

"Flaming thunder sword code!"

Boom!

The spirit of the red snow sword soared, and a terrible sword rainbow was drawn in the sky. The flame of red and white sword idea rushed out, mixed with the amazing power of thunder, and bombarded the palm print that was about to be grasped.

Boom Boom!

"Well?" Mullen's eyes contracted, again surprised.

He was surprised by the two attacks.

Under the impact of the fierce sword, the gray giant palm also began to show a trace of fatigue, and the giant finger that was about to grip became obviously hesitant.

Jiang Tian's heart was happy, and a light flashed in his eyes.

It seems that the attack of the strong in xuanjing is not irresistible!

But the next moment, the two people's reaction has a very different change."Hum!" Murun stopped being surprised, and suddenly shook his head and sneered, showing a look of disdain.

"In the early stage of Chongyang state, even if there are some special skills and strange magic weapons, how can I resist my suppression?"

Boom!

Murun's right arm waved in the air, and the strange spirit power flew across the air. The stagnant gray giant palm shook it with a roar, and ran down toward the red snow sword pith with an unstoppable momentum.

Jiang Tian's face changed, and he summoned the red snow sword pith to extricate himself, but it was too late.

Boom!

Accompanied by a roar of fury, the gray giant palm crazily grasps, and holds the red snow sword pith in the palm.

Boom!

The giant finger closed like a God's hand, and rolling spiritual power waves rolled out from the gap between the fingers as thick as a giant column. It was shocking to see!

Qi Yurou was completely shocked. Her pretty face was white and bloodless, and her eyes were full of fear!

"Is this the means of Metaphysics?"

Qi Yurou stood rigidly in place, muttering to himself, and his eyes were shining with strange light.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Tian's fierce voice and rage made his eyes kill.

Seeing that the pith of chixue sword has been made, he certainly will not give up.

The whole body's spiritual power soared, and the red snow sword pulp wrapped in the gray palm print was not stopped.

Mullen was dismissive, shaking his head and sneering, his eyes full of scorn.

"Hum! Don't struggle. You still want to go back to the magic weapon controlled by me. Just do it... "

Dream word has not yet been exported, void sudden changes!

Under the urging of Jiang Tian, the spirit of the red snow sword soars, and it rushes to the left and right in the palm of the big gray palm, becoming manic and unstable.

"Hum!" Mulun snorted coldly, and his eyes flashed away. He still despised Jiang Tian's actions.

If he didn't worry about the dark red aura on the opposite side, how could he give Jiang Tiansi a chance to struggle?

"That's not true!"

Jiang Tian hastens for a moment, and finds that the power of the gray palm print is far beyond his imagination. If he goes on like this, the red snow sword pith will be forcibly taken away by the other party.

With this in mind, he no longer hesitated, his right palm turned, and the golden light flashed out of the sky, carrying an astonishing pressure, and thundered at the huge gray palm like lightning!

"Hang your fingers!"

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