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Chapter 1530: The Holy Sword Belongs to Me(2/2)

Just as he was about to reach out to hold the hilt of the sword, three figures rose up in the sky, and each launched an attack without any hesitation.

A red sun burst out from behind Mu Xueqin. The sword light in her hand turned into a fire dragon and opened its hideous mouth, and rushed towards her with a violent aura of destruction.

In the Vajra Temple, Luoxi, holding a Zen stick in his hand, the scriptures are shining with Buddha's light, shining everywhere.

The Zen Staff was chopped by him like a long stick. Four light balls gathered on the top of the Zen Staff, releasing crackling light, making him look solemn and extremely powerful.

Zhang Xuan of Tiandao Tower looked cold and slashed directly with one knife.

The sword moves containing the intention of Shenxiao's sword evolved into an endless sea of ​​blood, like a god of killing standing in the sea of ​​blood.

fight

Until now, the leaders of several other companies have either withdrawn from the competition.

Either like Yan Gu, he was directly injured by Luo Yuan, and only the strongest three people were left without giving up.

"A bunch of flies, endless."

Luo Yuan shook his wrist and inserted his sword sheath into the ground, temporarily putting the White Dragon Sacred Sword aside.

Facing the killing moves released by the three of them, their eyes surged, and their expressions were not at all panicked.

His five fingers suddenly clenched into fists, and in an instant, a fire suddenly burst out on him. The great fifth-grade flame will was activated to the limit by him, and the surging fire immediately shone the sky red.

The three people who were originally aggressive were immediately suppressed in their momentum.

"It's time to play with you, Big Flame Dragon Fist!"

Luo Yuan stood there without moving. He took a deep breath and then punched three times. It was accompanied by a shocking roar. Each punch shone the sky and the earth, the sun and the moon, and each punch contained the extremely terrifying fifth-grade flame will.

With the blessing of the will of flames, his fist light was manic and violent, and he exploded at once.

With one punch, the dragon transformed into pieces by Mu Xueqin's sword light was directly blown into pieces.

With one punch, the four thunderous suns condensed by Luoxi Zen Staff each cracked and turned into thousands of lightning and ran around in the void.

With one punch, Zhang Xuan's blood sea disintegrated and the sword light was eclipsed.

Puchi!

The remaining power of the fist continued to decline, and the three of them blasted their mouths so blood was leaking out of their mouths, and their faces looked extremely pale.

The three of them showed a look of astonishment, and they were a little unexpected about Luo Yuan's strength.

Swish!

However, all three of them were cruel characters, and even if they were injured, their movements did not stop at all.

After landing, he flashed and came to Luo Yuan at the same time to fight him in close combat.

Bang bang bang bang!

The earth-shaking sounds of fights came one after another, and the figures could not be seen clearly in the blink of an eye.

After dozens of moves, a huge bloody energy burst out on Luo Yuan's body, and Mu Xueqin, Luo Xi and Zhang Xuan were bombarded one after another.

Several people knelt on one knee on the ground and looked at Luo Yuan in front of him, with an extremely incredible look in their eyes.

The third level of dragon vein!

Behind Luo Yuan, three dragon shadows appeared and faintly appeared. As he swallowed and spit, a vast spiritual energy surged on him.

At the same time, the vast blood and energy in his body were boiling, as terrifying as an ancient beast.

Golden monster!

Now not only Mu Xueqin and the other two, but also the disciples of various sects in the entire Tianchi Villa were all surprised.

Luo Yuan, who had always been called the first person in the golden monster before, finally stepped into the ranks of the golden monster.

Before the age of thirty, he entered the third level of the dragon vein.

Luo Yuan looked down on his eyes and looked at the three of them coldly. Compared with his blood, Mu Xueqin and the other two looked like the light of candlelight.

Whoosh!

The three of them had a change in their faces, and they almost made no decisions, and each stood up and retreated wildly.

"I want to leave? It's too late!"

Luo Yuan swept a cold light in his eyes and reached out to grab it from the air.

A giant flame hand suddenly condensed behind him, and the giant flame hand sucked backwards.

The three of them felt a huge force and kept pulling the figures of several people towards Luo Yuan.

When he got closer, Luo Yuan clenched his five fingers and punched him out.

Bang!

The giant flame hand behind him clenched into a fist, and the Flame Dragon Sacred Seal shone in the fist, and it bombarded the three of them with thunder.

Puchi!

The three of them spit out blood and were hit hard on the ground. The ground formation pattern exploded and cracked into cracks.

"Who doesn't accept it if the Holy Sword is back?"

Luo Yuan's eyes glanced at the audience, with a huge blood and trembling power, and no one dared to look at him.

"it's over."

The Holy Lord of Tianchi was not surprised at all. Others could not see Luo Yuan's strength clearly, so he had known it long ago.

Bang!

At this moment, a water column suddenly popped up from the Dragon Transformation Pool, and a green figure stood in the air on the water column.

"Mr. Lin is not convinced!"

Before everyone could react, a crisp sound came out of Lin Yun's mouth.

The Holy Lord Tianchi's pupils shrank suddenly. It was him... who actually forgot him.

No wonder he always felt that he had forgotten something, but now he finally remembered it.

Lin Yun has been hiding at the bottom of the dragon pond and has never appeared!
Chapter completed!
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