Valkyrie Destruction System

Seeing that Su Fan stabbed Chu Xiaobo to death with ease, all the people under the ring were at a loss.

The distance between the soul master and the soul lord is like a moat. It is not easy for Su Fan's combat power to reach the third level of the soul lord. Why is even the fourth level of the soul king Chu Xiaobo not his opponent?

They can clearly feel that Su Fan's combat power has not improved compared to before, so how did he kill Chu Xiaobo?

"Su Fan, how did you defeat Chu Xiaobo?"

As soon as Su Fan got off the ring, Duan Kun asked impatiently.

"Heh!" Su Fan smiled faintly and glanced at the two fourth-level soul masters: "These people are patronizing the improvement of their strength, and they have not stabilized their cultivation base, so their foundation is unstable. Their current levels are all vain. Status, the combat power is at most the second level of Soul Master, it is not difficult to defeat them!"

"On the contrary, it is these two people..." Su Fan glanced at Sang Can and Baili Qiangsi again, and seemed to remind Duan Kun very kindly: "These two people have a very solid foundation, and their cultivation and combat strength. But it's all real. If you meet them, be careful!"

After speaking, Su Fan smiled meaningfully.

Several other people changed their colors after hearing Su Fan's words. They didn't expect Su Fan to reveal their secret of cultivation in two or three sentences. This vision was so real!

And Su Fan's status faintly rose a lot in their hearts.

The waiting time for the second round was slightly longer than the first round. After almost half an hour passed, two blood-colored beams of light fell on the ring again.

With a sigh, the first beam of light plunged straight into a few people, pulling Baili Qianshou into the ring.

Seeing that the opponent in the second game was Baili Qianshou, the two soul-lord fourth-level youths invariably stared at the second blood-colored beam of light, and both of them looked nervous.

Can you not be nervous? Everyone in the far field with Baili Qianxian's strength, with the cultivation base of the two of them, will have to die with one move.

It may be that after hearing the voices of these two people, the second blood-colored beam of light falling on the ring quickly passed by the two people, and finally it was firmly locked on Duan Kun.

"me?"

Duan Kun smiled calmly and said meaninglessly.

The next moment, the blood flickered, and Duan Kun's figure appeared directly opposite Baili Qianshou.

Seeing that his opponent was actually Duan Kun, Baili Qianshou's expression immediately became a little unnatural.

Although his current cultivation is infinitely close to the Soul King Realm, he is still very jealous of Duan Kun.

Because Baili Qianshou could see that Duan Kun didn't use his full strength when beheading Zhou Dingyuan, and although his current combat power had improved a little, it was still difficult to guarantee that he could defeat Duan Kun.

Here, the opponent cannot be defeated, only death!

"Unexpectedly, my opponent will be you as a waste!"

Before Baili Qiansang could think more, Duan Kun, who was opposite him, sneered first, and sneered at him.

"Little beast, who do you think is useless!"

Baili Qianshou was furious, and the arms clinging to the scabbard around his waist trembled with excitement.

"Whoever should be me is useless!" Duan Kun smiled: "You dare to say that you are not useless. My senior brother was killed by me. He would bark like a dog but didn't dare to do it. What is it that this is not useless?"

"you……"

Baili Qianshou's face was flushed red, and the blue veins on his forehead were violent. Although he was afraid of Duan Kun, he could not bear such a grandiose ridicule by the other party.

After all, he was a dignified half-step Soul King, and he was only one step away from entering the Soul King realm. Now he was humiliated face-to-face by a Soul King 6th-level swordsman. Where did he put his face after he said it?

dead! This Duan Kun must die!

Baili Qianshou glared his eyes and roared: "Little beast, I will never die with you!"

Huh!

"Dark Spirit Sword!"

After the last word was roared, Baili Qianshou's figure unfolded, and he slid straight out a distance of hundreds of meters. The sword in his hand shot out the sheath, piercing a sword gas that was as black as thick ink.

Although there is only one sword aura, it is as thick as one foot. The killing intent in the sword aura is fierce, and the strength is amazing, enough to split the mountain and crack the stone!

"Good job!"

Duan Kun yelled, the blade cut straight out, his whole body suddenly exploded, the momentum impacted the surrounding air slightly, and the sound of bursting air flow continued.

boom!

The hob qi burst out of the air, blasting away the thick sword qi that could split mountains and rocks, there was nothing left!

"Damn it! It was broken so quickly!"

"This little beast is really not a fuel-efficient lamp!"

Baili Qiang was overwhelmed with anger. Although this sword was not his strongest sword, it was more than enough to kill the sixth-level cultivator of Soul Lord, but it was easily broken by Duan Kun.

If this is the case, then use all your strength to solve this piece of Kun!

boom!

Baili Qianshou simply released the spirit of the Half-Step Soul King, and the sword intent phantom that represented the swordsman's mark also slowly appeared in his pupils.

At this moment, his whole person was like an unsheathed peerless sword. Thousands of sword gangs continuously rushed out of the body and circled, and the sword gangs swept across the void, and the cutting air shook.

Baili Qianshou lifted the sword high, the sword in his hand was sharp and sharp. As his aura rose, the sword light became more and more dazzling.

At this time, a black mist was continuously sprayed out of his whole body, which gradually merged into the sword in his hand, making the silver sword light darker and colder.

Hum!

The sword intent phantom under Baili Qianshou's eyes trembled slightly, making a slight buzzing sound, and a sharp aura instantly merged into the sword body, making Baili Qianshou's sword power, sword aura and Jian Gang instantly improved. Reached a new height.

"Duan Kun, take my strongest sword, Aurora Dark Spirit Sword!"

In extreme anger, Baili Qianshou yelled, swiping his long sword vigorously, and thousands of sharp swords whizzed towards Duan Kun one after another.

This heavy epee gang, as pitch black as ink, looked from a distance, as if it were enveloped in endless darkness.

When Jian Gang attacked, Baili Qianshou's attacks had not stopped. He swung the long sword in his hand again and again, and the silver light of the sword pierced hundreds of swords in an instant, followed by Dao Dao Jian Gang, towards Duan Kun. Kill it.

This is the Aurora Dark Spirit Sword, with a double attack that is hard to defend against.

This terrifying dark attribute sword technique directly crushed the air.

"Let you change everything, I will break it all by myself!"

"Experience exchange, double the increase!"

"Ji Gang cut!"

Duan Kun's long sword stood up, and the silver knife intent phantom in his eyes was revealed to the limit, and the illusory sword intent was faintly materialized.

The wind exploded, and there was a sound of weapon tapping from the restless momentum, and a sword force that broke through the sky was naturally generated.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Kun was full of violent winds, and he swung out the long sword in his hand. In an instant, he woven a large net of knives and knives. The light of the knives interspersed back and forth in the net, and instantly drove all the knives in. together.

In a blink of an eye, the knives merged into a giant knives about 700 meters long.

This sword gang was more than 100 meters longer than the sword gang formed when Zhou Dingyuan was killed.

(End of this chapter)