"Sword Ancestor is dead?"

Several ancestors of Wan Jianzong were dumbfounded, and their minds went blank.

The Sword Ancestor is a peerless and powerful person who has transformed into a soul. Even if he exists at the same level, it is easy to defeat but it is extremely difficult to kill. But now, the invincible Sword Ancestor in their eyes has actually caused Su Qin to punch. ?

  The many other disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect also shuddered with ashen faces. The sword ancestor in their hearts, like a god, had sheltered Wan Jianzong for more than a thousand years. It can be said that if the sword ancestor had not been born one thousand nine hundred years ago, Wan Jianzong would definitely not be in this situation at this moment.

  Even in the upper emperor, there are open and secret struggles. If there are not enough powerful ancestors, why are other emperors willing to share the overseas martial arts resources with you?

  At this moment, an ancestor of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect suddenly woke up and shouted: "No, the fire of the sword ancestor has not been extinguished!"

  It turned out that this ancestor just saw that Jianzu was blown up, he swept the place where the Ten Thousand Sword Sect placed the life fire with his divine mind, and suddenly found that Jian Zu's life fire was still burning slowly.

  The fire of life is extinguished, which means that the owner of the fire of life has completely fallen.

  But if the life fire continues to burn, it shows that the owner of the life fire is still alive.

  Sure enough.

  Not long after that.

   saw the power of the primordial spirit that originally floated in every inch of the entire Ten Thousand Sword Sect, suddenly began to gather, and finally re-formed the appearance of the sword ancestor.

  Facial senses, figure, and aura are all the same as when they first appeared, as if Su Qin had never hit the world with a blow just now.

   "Sword Ancestor!"

   "Sword Ancestor is not dead!"

  Many Wan Jianzong disciples reappeared with smiles on their faces and became more and more enthusiastic. The scene of Jian Ancestor reincarnating from death not only did not dampen the confidence of Wan Jianzong's disciples, but it also made them even more powerful.

  In the eyes of all the disciples, Jianzu is not only powerful, but also possesses an ‘immortal body’. How could he lose to Su Qin?

   "I really underestimated you." Jianzu still fluttered in white sleeves, like an immortal, "Unexpectedly, you not only have a terrifying physical body, but also stand on the top of the myth in terms of magical ultimate moves."

  Sword Ancestor said while staring at Su Qin. In his opinion, between Su Qin's several moves just now, at least five completely different ultimate moves were integrated, and the power that could destroy everything broke out in every gesture.

   "But it's a pity, no matter how strong you are, what can you do? After all, you haven't transformed into a soul, and I don't know the true horror of the soul."

A smile appeared on Jian Zu's face.

Although he had been punched by Su Qin just now, at the same time, Jian Ancestor was not without gain. He confirmed that Su Qin did not transform into the soul, and the reason for the eruption of such terrible power is entirely due to the power of the flesh and The level of magical ultimate move is high enough.

  And this, in the eyes of Jian Ancestor, is nothing at all.

  The sword ancestor who was transformed into the soul, was completely invincible in front of Su Qin, because Su Qin could not kill him at all.

   "That's it."

   "Is this the soul?"

  Su Qin's eyes were still calm, he looked at Jian Ancestor not far away, his face thoughtful.

  He just gathered the five thunder **** fists, rain summoning magic power and nine sun magic power punches, it is the demon dragon that is proud of the body of the war **** temple, and can't resist it, let alone other mythical warriors.

  Even ten pinnacle myths, if you dare to confront Su Qin's punch head-on, your body will collapse.

  However, Sword Ancestor is different. He has long lost his physical body. He is completely the body of the soul, gathering and dispersing invisible. As long as the power of the soul is enough, even if he is blown out many times, he can recover as before.

  This is also the reason why the pinnacle myth that transformed the soul is called to get rid of the shackles of the flesh.

  As long as the soul is immortal, it is immortal.

   "I admire the strength of fellow Daoist, but the punch just now should consume a lot of money? But I am the body of the soul, which can recover infinitely. You can't kill me at all."

  Sword Ancestor's tone is light, but it is full of strong self-confidence.

"Humph."

   Regarding this, Su Qin just snorted and didn't care.

"Even a real land **** will die, let alone you didn't even touch the door of the land **** realm. How dare you claim to be immortal?" Su Qin sneered, "The reason why you can recover is nothing more than a battle. To have enough primordial power to make up for the consumption."

   "I want to see how many times your primordial power can restore you."

  Su Qin finished speaking, stretched out his right hand again, condensed his palm into a fist, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth once again sounded like thunder, and saw a bright thunder appearing in front of the sword ancestor as if penetrating through space.

  Sword Ancestor was prepared this time, he retreated violently, and wanted to slash Su Qin's blow.

  Unfortunately, Jian Ancestor was too slow.

The Five Thunder God Fist is what Su Qin received from the palace. It can make Su Qin bathe in thunder and transform into Thunder. At this moment, Su Qin, who runs the Five Thunder God Fist, is still not as fast as the real thunder, but it is also Not what Jian Ancestor can capture.

   Click.

  Su Qin's punch was once again printed on Jian Zu.

  As if the scene just started to repeat itself, every part of Jian Zu's body began to collapse, turning into powder.

   "Second punch."

  Su Qin retracted his right fist, looking not far away, a large amount of the power of the soul once again gathered, quickly forming the figure of the sword ancestor.

"you"

  Sword Ancestor looked ugly and was about to speak.

  However.

next moment.

Before Jianzu finished speaking, he felt a pain in his chest. Su Qin had already arrived in front of him, and a faint voice came from his ear.

   "The third punch."

   Click.

  Sword Ancestor's figure quickly collapsed.

   rumbling.

  Next.

  On the entire Ten Thousand Sword Island, the roar of thunder constantly sounded, like the incarnation of a sea of ​​thunder, continuously.

   "Fourth punch."

   "Fifth punch."

   "Sixth punch."

   "The seventh punch."

  Sword Ancestor’s figure kept changing back and forth between recovery and collapse. There were even a few. Sword Ancestor’s figure only returned to normal, so Su Qin blasted out with a punch and fell into collapse again.

  Many disciples of Wan Jianzong saw this scene, all their eyes were dull, and the ancestors trembled and looked at the sword ancestor who kept Su Qin exploding, as if seeing a ghost.

  They never expected that Jianzu would not even have the opportunity to fight back in front of Su Qin. It was simply shocking.

   "Sure enough."

   "Your primordial spirit power is running out."

  After making the ninth punch, Su Qin said lightly, looking at Jian Ancestor's apparently illusory figure.

  At this moment, Jian Ancestor has long lost the appearance of the white sleeves fluttering like an immortal at the beginning. His aura has languished for a long time, and he was originally enough to be a fake body, but he has begun to become transparent and illusory.

  "Damn, how could this person be so strong?"

  Sword Ancestor barely maintained his figure, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.

Su Qin's punch that could break the body of his primordial spirit was terrifying enough. Under the land immortal, there was not much that could block that punch. Originally, Jianzu thought that Su Qin had used all his strength, but he did not expect that the other party would hit nine in a row. fist.

  In an instant, the body of the primordial spirit of the sword ancestor collapsed nine times, and it was on the verge of collapse.

  And.

  Sword Ancestor could perceive that even with nine punches, for Su Qin, it was only a slight decline in vitality and blood, and he recovered after the conversation.

  "After all, it is the soul"

  Su Qin sighed lightly, a little regretful.

  The power of the primordial spirit is the ultimate transformation of the power of divine mind, gathering and dispersing infinitely, weird and unpredictable, and ordinary methods almost do not work on the primordial spirit.

  If Su Qin also morphed into the original spirit, he would be able to trap the sword ancestor with the power of the primordial spirit, and then continue to dissolve the power of the sword ancestor with the power of his own soul.

  Su Qin possesses a physical body, which can continuously nurture the power of the soul, and the sword ancestor loses the body, the power of the soul is like a rootless Ping, sooner or later, it will be consumed in Su Qin's hands.

Unfortunately.

Su Qin did not morph into the Yuanshen, so he could only adopt this'stupid' method, using the power of the physical body and the spirit to urge the Five Thunder God Fist to break up the body of the Sword Ancestor's Yuanshen again and again, forcing the Sword Ancestor to actively consume the Yuan. The power of god.

   "Now do you dare to say that you can't kill?" Su Qin slowly calmed down the energy that had almost boiled just now.

   hits nine punches in a row, even though Su Qin's body has entered half the level of the law body, it is still a bit exhausted, which is why he stopped.

  Not only Jianzu needs to recover, but Su Qin also needs to recover.

  It's just that the recovery of the physical body is much simpler than the recovery of the soul, and Su Qin has the magical power of flesh and blood rebirth, and it is restored to the peak in an instant.

   Jian Ancestor saw this scene, his complexion was extremely heavy. In fact, even though he still had some primordial power left, he couldn't bear Su Qin's continuing to break him a few times.

   Thinking of this, Jian Ancestor's heart suddenly retreated.

  "Wait for me to seize the flesh body and recover to the peak, and then I will fight you again." Jian Ancestor's figure suddenly exploded, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards the direction of the nine thousand-zhang sword peaks.

These nine thousand-zhang sword peaks were left by the ten thousand swordsmen more than four thousand years ago, and they contain the backhands left by the ten thousand swordsmen. Even the witch king of the witch gate three thousand years ago did not break through the nine swords. peak.

  Su Qin's strength is certainly terrifying, but in the eyes of Jian Ancestor, as long as he escapes into the nine thousand-zhang sword peaks, he is considered safe.

   "If you run away as soon as you meet, I may not be able to stop it." Su Qin shook his head slightly, a trace of sarcasm appeared on his face: "But now, you consume most of the power of the soul, can you escape?"

  Su Qin's voice just fell, suddenly aroused the majestic qi and blood in his body.

   Buzz! ! !

  The horrible blood shining like a big day, shining in all directions, the sword ancestor’s primordial spirit power just touched the blood, there was a scream, and a scream occurred.

  A moment ago.

  The streamer that was the size of a human shape continues to melt away, turning into the size of a palm in the blink of an eye.

  The palm-sized streamer once again returned to the appearance of the sword ancestor.

However, due to the massive consumption of the power of the primordial spirit, the sword ancestor at this moment has not changed to the size of a normal person, but still maintains a palm-sized, full of horror, looking around at the power of blood and blood. .

at the same time.

  Su Qin silently appeared behind Jian Ancestor, raised his right hand, and held the palm-sized Jian Ancestor in his hand.