brilliance is silent, looks like does not have the least bit striking power, has the complex mark to wind the twinkle, suddenly, then appeared in the Jiang Chen near.
„Snort! What method makes me have a look at you are?”
Jiang Chen cold snort, he has the experience of first under heaven Saint, what method has not seen, does not dread the Yang Shao method, his whole person one step steps forward, enters to the light screen.
Brush!
In Jiang Chen enters instance in light screen, the picture big change, Jiang Chen at present, is a colored world of stretching to the horizon, such as dream is imaginary, the under foot does not have the earth, the top of the head does not have the vault of heaven, about is the variegated colors, all are very beautiful, very illusion.
„Is illusion, has not thought that this Yang Shao also has such method, what a pity, at my eyesight, general illusion gave up any idea of that surrounds me.”
The Jiang Chen corners of the mouth overflow one to sneer.
„Ha Ha, Jiang Chen, enters my big trance, is your time of death, making you not fight dead.”
Yang Shao stands beyond big trance, the clear and resonant voice laughs.
„This is any method, after Jiang Chen enters that light screens, unexpectedly stops there.”
„Is illusion, Yang Shao really has a more intrepid method, can actually make illusion to come out, confuses the mind of match.”
„Imaginary technique is very terrifying, I had heard the imaginary technique never has actually seen, because imaginary technique extremely in scarcity, moreover is very difficult to control.”
All people are shocked, this is the Yang Shao true strength, he must wait for Jiang Chen after within the boundaries of big illusion loses self-, coordinates Wan Jian the returning to the birth family swordsmanship again, can achieve to Jiang Chen absolutely strikes to kill.
The big illusion within the boundaries, the Jiang Chen complexion is light, is aloof to here color, suddenly, present picture big change.
Cold wind bone-chilling cold, reaching to the sky the summit of cliff, all around is the mist that fills, a stature great man grasps the treasured sword, holds up the head to look at the vault of heaven, at this moment, above the vault of heaven everywhere is the dark cloud, but also is mixing with the thunder with the lightning, is the same just like the judgment day.
The men look like over 30 years old is, handsome uncommon, a black hair waves with the wind, in the foreheads brings not to get angry from the imposing manner of prestige, sends out from top to bottom is showing disdain for world the aggression.
In the male hand, one brings the long sword that the complex mark is winding, the sword glow to wreak havoc, surrounding void was given tearing by the sword air/Qi, has the faint trace cloudy and cold violent wind filled with dust to overflow from the space.
Sees this man, look indifferent Jiang Chen, the complexion changed suddenly, an eye changes red incomparable, including incomparable difficulty that the breath changes.
Saint cliff, right, here Saint cliff, this is the hundred years ago scenes, the man is the first under heaven Saint, is Jiang Chen, the sword in hand, is Tiansheng Sword, this is the name that Jiang Chen gives, has accompanied his life.
The Jiang Chen breath shortness, just like experiencing personally, revisits just like hundred years of prospect shape, he also knows that then must have anything, that is his proud time, is the scene that he most does not want to see, that scene, he will never forget.
Bang
The thunder wreaks havoc, the dark cloud of space was getting more and more thick, Jiang Chen above Saint cliff, gaze Bing Ran, the air wave conquers the whole world, Tiansheng Sword in hand lifted slowly, has aimed at the vault of heaven.