The Strongest System (Strongest Dandy System)

Everyone immediately saw a huge fire phoenix, screaming and spreading out wings of several tens of feet, exuding slices of hot and unstoppable flames!

They stepped back again, for fear of being affected by the terrifying aura emanating from both sides. If this was affected, not torn apart by sword aura, it would be burned by the flames on Huofeng's body!

"Is this the most powerful elder Phoenix God under King Yan in the south? I don't feel like I lose to the teacher in terms of momentum..."

Jianjun's eyes condensed, and he said solemnly.

On the other side, Star Soul Mountain, Sword Scar and others also watched the battle. Star Soul Mountain glanced at Sword Scar and found that his face did not have the arrogance he had before. Instead, there was a trace of regret in his eyes, and he smiled. Said: "If Elder Feng hadn't stopped you in time, you're afraid that you are now the dead soul under the sword of the continent lord. This is not the **** sword mound, you can't do whatever you want!"

Listening to the slightly threatening words, the arrogant Sword Scar gave a cold snort, but did not refute it. It seemed that there were powerful fluctuations in front of him, which indeed made him a little jealous.

At this moment, Jian Tang's invisible sword slashed down instantly, slashing on the giant shadow of the fire phoenix, and directly split the surrounding flame waves.

The fire phoenix suddenly uttered a harsher squeal, and the flowing flame on the surface turned into a purple flame in an instant. I saw its wings suddenly closed, and the purple flame swallowed the invisible sword.

"Huofeng is incarnate as Zifeng. It seems that during the days when you lived in the south, your cultivation was not in vain." Jiantang's movements were cool, the sword pointed in front of him, his deep eyes were reflected by the flames of purple flames, but It seemed extremely deep and not flustered at all.

"For the blessings of Lord Zhou, you are sitting in the Middle Earth Jianzhou alone and with one sword. In your eyes, you dare not commit any offenses, but you have suffocated the hearts of the daoists in the south, wanting to see what you are. Time will fail!"

Feng Linkong's cuffs fluttered, his red hair fluttered, and his face was calm like a **** who rules the fire of heaven and earth.

"Huh, invade Middle-earth? Your southern daoists really value yourself. As long as Tianzong does not fall, it is impossible to give you a hundred years!" Jian Tang's tone was a hint of pride.

Feng Linkong smiled and said, "The deadlock has been gradually broken. After all, Tianzong is inherited from Jiang Yanghao, not Xu Wanjue!"

Hearing this, Jian Tang's calm eyes suddenly flashed a touch of sharpness, the sword fingers slashed forward, and the sword suddenly cut away the purple flames like a cloud breaking through millions of miles, as if Cut out a crack in the world!

"what!"

Everyone was stunned.

The sword scar was even more frightened, unable to suppress the trembling of the tiger's body, and said in horror: "The peak of the eighth level of sword intent!"

"Are you sure?" Feng Jihai suddenly turned his head to look at Jian Scar, his eyes full of shock.

Star Soul Mountain was also shocked, and murmured: "No, it's not that the six-epee sword refers to the sky, nor the seven-layer split ground, but the eight-fold open heaven?!"

Jian Scar swallowed his saliva with difficulty, nodded and said: "It can't be wrong, it is the Eightfold Open Heaven Realm, look at the clouds and mist in the sky!"

Several people looked up, and the sky clouds and mist were like a huge vortex, faintly visible, and a white line was opened in the middle of the vortex, like a heaven and earth vision!

"Brother, stop!" Feng Jihai spoke to Feng Linkong without hesitation, and his old face sank immediately afterwards.

Zi Yan was slashed to the surroundings with a single sword, revealing Feng Linkong's somewhat pale face, and immediately afterwards, there was a red robe with many subtle sword marks on his body.

There were fine beads of sweat on Feng Linkong's forehead, panting, slightly embarrassed.

call out--!

That real sword was behind Jian Tang.

Jian Tang raised his head and looked directly at Feng Linkong. After a long time, he said: "Now if you want to defeat you, you must use your sword intent to the extreme. I have to say that you have made a lot of progress, presumably Lord Yan's strength is still there. Above you, looking at it this way, the warriors in the south are indeed much more capable than before."