Chapter 1717 (1/2)

”It's a good sword. Unfortunately, you met me.” At the moment when Yi Ziyu came out of the sword, Su Chen reflected and judged the sword with his taste. It was amazing.

At least, Su Chen is sure that this sword can easily kill the strong on the ninth floor of the avenue at the level of Jin su'er.

Even if the sword is fired, it is impossible for Kim soo to have even a slight reaction, and she will be killed.

It's a pity that Su Chen is not Jin su'er.

He has the most powerful spirit compared with Kim soo'er.

Don't look down upon the most powerful spirit, which represents perception.

Purple blood sword is very secret. It combines the technique of concealment with the principle of great concealment, conceals to the appearance of invisibility and reaches the peak.

But Su Chen still clearly felt the wave track of the sword.

No way. Under the transformation of the three forces, Su Chen can be as powerful as the spirits of a thousand or ten thousand Yi Ziyu.

Under such invincible spirit perception, the hidden sword has nowhere to escape.

Shua!

Su Chen's sword is coming out.

See, the sword of purple blood sword is in front of him. He raised his hand.

No sword.

When the sword is cultivated to a certain extent, the finger can also be a sword.

Sword finger.

Six sections of the peak sword rhyme are condensed on Su Chen's fingers and played in a flash.

Hiss!

The blade is like a laser shot.

All of a sudden there was no room.

It seems that there is not a single water flower.

However, without any time interval, the sword of purple blood sword was hit.

It can be seen clearly that the blade of the hidden purple blood sword can't be hidden. It appears clearly in the air and is cut off from the middle by Su Chen's sword finger.

It's easy, it's really easy.

The power of sword is no worse than that of purple blood sword. The most terrible thing about purple blood sword is that it's eerie hiding. Unfortunately, under the power of Su Chen's spirit, there's no hiding place, and it's like a tiger, with its teeth and claws pulled out.

”No Impossible! ” Yi Ziyu's eyes are all about to pop out. He nearly fell to the ground after shaking his body. He shook his head severely, and his breath suddenly became heavy. He didn't want to believe what he saw was true

How could his ”purple blood sword” be defeated by Su Chen's random sword finger?

How could it be?!

However, yiziyu's unwillingness to believe, shake and shake his mind did not last long, but was replaced by the endless fear and the extreme fear.

Because

Over.

”Eight wasteland emperor boxing” has been distinguished from the word ”Dao”.

As a result, yiziyu could not accept it at all.

How is it possible?

It's just a ghost!

The fist seal of ”eight wasteland emperor fist”, broken, broken into pieces

And the word ”Tao” is still the word ”Tao”, although the light is also dim.

The two fight, the word ”Tao” first.

His invincible ”eight waste emperor fist”, defeated!

There is no excuse for detente.

It's a failure.

In the face-to-face collision, he was defeated by the word ”Dao”.

Yiziyu is really going crazy!

His ”eight wild emperor boxing” can even fight over the ranks!