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Chapter 6499 Destroy the soul!  All gods and ghosts are shocked!

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    Seeing that the Miehun sword was slashing down, Bu Junfeng only showed a slight expression, and Lu Qingjun's expression became ugly.

    The Qiankun sword box has now reached the fourth sword, and the fourth sword is an invisible killer move.

    Lu Qingjun thought even Lin Bai couldn't catch the fourth sword so easily, but Bu Junfeng did it.

    Although Lu Qingjun still hasn't seen what kind of tricks Bu Junfeng has, but the Miehun Sword did not hurt him at all!

    "Could it be that there is a magic weapon of the defensive spirit type?" Lu Qingjun thought so.

    The divine soul is the weakest point of a warrior. Ordinary warriors have no way to defend against the divine soul. Only certain families and sects that have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years may have a magical way to defend against the divine soul.

    Even the magic weapon of the soul defense type is worth a thousand gold in today's demon world, and it is still priceless.  It is not surprising that Bu Junfeng has a magic weapon of the soul defense type in his hands. After all, he is the holy son of one of the four most prosperous sects in the Northern Territory, the God of Refining Sect.  amazing piece of law

    It is common sense to protect yourself with treasures.

    Many thoughts emerged in Lu Qingjun's mind, and he suppressed the surging thoughts, looked at the Qiankun sword box in front of him, and made the fifth sword.

    "Breakdown!"

    A long black sword, from the hilt to the blade, is forged like black jade, with a faint light floating on it, refracting the light, as if the ghost in the ghost mansion opened its eyes.

    I saw that after the sword left the Qiankun sword box, it penetrated the space at an extremely strange speed and disappeared without a trace.

    When the sword appeared again, he was only an inch away from the back of Bu Junfeng's head.

    But it is this one-inch distance that makes it impossible to move forward.

    "Catch it again!"

    There was another exclamation from the warriors of the Eastern Region.

    ? Even Lin Bai, Qi Lingyu, Wang Zhengyang and others felt incredible.

    This soul-breaking sword directly pierced through the void and attacked Bu Junfeng. He couldn't tell where the sword would come out of nowhere and where it would attack him.

    However, it was such a elusive sword, but it was firmly held by Bu Junfeng with two fingers.

    Bu Junfeng stood proudly, his right hand raised over the hilt, stretched out behind his head, and clamped the Broken Soul Sword that came from the void with two fingers.

    "Hey, it's so dangerous." Bu Junfeng's face turned pale, and after catching the Duanpo sword, he also showed some panic on his face, "Almost, almost, this sword will kill me!"

    After Bu Junfeng caught the Broken Soul Sword, he raised his head to look at Lu Qingjun again, and then set his eyes on the Qiankun sword box in front of him, "It is indeed the strongest Taiyi soldier in the Eastern Region of the Demon Realm, and it really lives up to its reputation."

    "Hehe." Bu Junfeng laughed bitterly twice, "I'm overdoing it, and I slightly underestimated the Holy Son Lu Qingjun, and even more underestimated the prestige of this Qiankun sword box."

    "Holy Son Lu Qingjun, according to my opinion, the Qiankun Sword Box has already reached the fifth sword, and the power of the two swords must be stronger than the other!"

    Bu Junfeng asked Lu Qingjun.

    Lu Qingjun's face was cold, and the Broken Soul Sword was caught by Bu Junfeng, which once again shocked Lu Qingjun's mind.

    In the same realm, Lu Qingjun has never encountered such a thing.

    Whether it is in Qijue City, Qitianzong territory, or other territories, it has never happened that the Qiankun sword box has not gained an absolute advantage until the fifth sword.

    But today, Bu Junfeng did it.  Faced with Bu Junfeng's question, Lu Qingjun didn't argue, but said bluntly, "That's natural. There are seven swords in the Qiankun sword box, and one sword is stronger than the other. When all seven swords are released, they can be combined into a sword formation, which is enough to kill the same swordsman.  Any opponent in the realm!

    "

    "Sure enough!" Bu Junfeng praised sincerely, "Since this is the case, I'm afraid I can't give the Holy Son Lu Qingjun a chance to continue performing, otherwise all seven swords will be released, and if I can't resist, I won't lose my little brother for nothing.  Fate." "Just now, I underestimated the son Lu Qingjun a little bit, I apologize at this moment, and please don't be offended by the son Lu Qingjun." Bu Junfeng maintained a refined and easy-going smile, "Next, I will not stand here  pick up in situ

    The sword of the holy son of Lu Qingjun!  "

    "I'm I'm going to fight back!"

    Bu Junfeng pursed his lips, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was still bright and charming.

    "It should be so!" Lu Qingjun became serious. There was never a rule in this fight that stated that Bu Junfeng could not fight back. Now that Bu Junfeng wants to fight back, Lu Qingjun can't stop him.

      "Okay, please be careful, son Lu Qingjun!" Bu Junfeng laughed.

    A gust of killing intent stirred up the situation and came towards him. Lu Qingjun suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

    Before Bu Junfeng could make a move, Lu Qingjun hastily unleashed the sixth sword of the Qiankun Sword Box.

    "Shock ghosts and gods!"

    The wooden board on the right side of the Qiankun sword case tilted to the right again, revealing the sixth sword in the sword case.

    The moment the sword came out of the sword box, a surge of resentment and fear permeated the sky and the earth instantly, making all the warriors present pale and couldn't help but take two steps back.

    It seems that the sword is a cursed sword, anyone who looks at it will be plagued by bad luck, and anyone who gets close to it will die strangely!

    The billowing thick smoke enveloped the sword, isolating any sensory exploration.

    The sword came out of its sheath, and rushed towards Bu Junfeng wrapped in thick smoke.

    Only when he was killed in front of Bu Junfeng did he reveal his original appearance.

    This is actually a bone sword.

    It is cast from unknown white bones, with distinct joints, a total of nine joints.

    And it seems that the nine bones did not come from one person, and each bone contained a completely different sword intent. The nine bones were refining this long sword.

    There are seven swords in the Qiankun sword box.

    Slaying immortals, killing demons, awe-inspiring righteousness.

    Destroy the soul, break the soul, and the gods and ghosts are shocked.

    Across the universe, there is no such thing as heaven and earth.

    And the sixth sword that Lu Qingjun sacrificed at this moment is the "frightening ghosts and gods" in this proverb, which means "scaring both gods and ghosts".

    After Lu Qingjun made the sixth sword, he obviously struggled, his complexion became paler, his eyes became more disordered, and a large amount of sweat dripped from his face, as if the spiritual power in his body had been drained.

    Maybe even Lu Qingjun didn't expectamong the warriors of the same generation, there would be someone who could push him to such a desperate situation.

    After the sixth sword unsheathed the ghosts and gods, Lu Qingjun quickly mobilized the other five Taiyi soldiers, and in conjunction with the sixth sword, they slashed towards Bu Junfeng at the same time.

    Six Taiyi Divine Soldiers slashed at them from all directions. The monstrous sword power flooded the sky and earth like waves, the space shook violently, and the sky and earth collapsed.  But only among the six swords is the stepping monarch wind, the depths and the vortex storm. Although his robes are bulging and his hair is messy, his posture is like a pine rooted between heaven and earth, standing forever  Does not fall.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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