Both of them are stellar-level powerhouses, with extraordinary strength, and when they collide with each other, it is like Mars hitting the earth, light and fire are intertwined, and the power is drumming up air waves, and Jiang Xiaobai and the others who are impacting have to dodge some edges.

"Hmph, for the sake of your previous face, you can just be captured, you can still escape with your life, or die!" Hong Ying said coldly, without any guilt on his face, full of complacent arrogance.

The old man Bai's angry beard trembled: "Bastard, Lao Tzu gave up this old life today, and he will kill you." ”

He also didn't care about himself, and sacrificed his life to pounce on him, wanting to kill this unfilial apprentice.

"You go and help Bai Lao, this person will be handed over to me to deal with. Jiang Xiaobai shouted.

Ling Hu Ao and Qinglian hadn't spoken yet, but Jing Bei was angry first: "You deal with me?" Presumptuous, boy, can you handle me?"

Jing Bei no longer pretended, he brandished his long sword and slashed at Jiang Xiaobai: "Boy, you go to die." ”

"Rest assured, I'm sure. Jiang Xiaobai shouted, his left hand Taiji Star Sword, and the full moon scimitar in his right hand, drew a cross and blocked Jing Bei's attack.

Ling Hu Ao and Qinglian no longer hesitated, and the situation on Old Man Bai's side was indeed tense, the two hurriedly rushed over, and the three of them attacked Hong Ying together.

Here, Jiang Xiaobai used both hands to exert force, and the powerful physical power burst out, blocking Jing Bei's long sword.

"Oh, what a strong body, hmph, just used to refine medicine. Jing Bei snorted, but he didn't care, he was already a late-stage cultivator of the fourth-order of the planetary level, and Jiang Xiaobai, a junior of the late second-order level, was not looked at by him at all.

In the cultivation of the planetary level, the gap between each level is extremely huge, and those who can fight beyond the level are all top geniuses. Although Jingbei does not dare to call himself a genius, he is also quite confident in his own talent.

Jiang Xiaobai has been studying with Linghu Ao in addition to cultivation these days, but after all, he is only sparring, and he doesn't dare to play his full strength, even if he himself doesn't know the strongest combat power at the moment. But he said to himself, at least not under Hong Ying, even if he had the strength to fight with this scene.

The strong body made Jiang Xiaobai's body exude a rich golden light, and the attributeless vitality from the Dao Sutra perfectly matched the vitality of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, running in the body, the eyes to the hands, the heart to the mind, the Xingchen Sword Technique and the Void Sword Technique cooperated seamlessly, and in a few breaths, he fought with Jing Bei with hundreds of moves.

The scenery is big, Jiang Xiaobai's moves are subtle, and the two of them are equal for a while.

Here, Ling Hu Ao put his heart down and fought with Hong Ying wholeheartedly, and the three of them worked together, that is, Hong Ying's realm was higher, and he was finally suppressed by the three of them.

"Senior brother, stop playing, kill him. Hong Ying gritted his teeth and said, he felt struggling.

Jing Bei snorted lightly: "Okay!"

As soon as his moves changed, his strength strengthened again, and his moves opened and closed, and a long sword was swung by him like a hammer, struggling to flatten Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai's moves became more and more proficient, and his divine thoughts gradually cooperated, his heart was like a mirror, and the momentum of the whole person began to change.

"Take me a trick and punish the saint. "Jiang Xiaobai's sword danced together, different from the previous cooperation, the current sword is completely fused, and the power is directly doubled.

Jing Bei's face changed, and a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, and he didn't avoid it, and forcibly suppressed it with a sword again.

With a loud bang, the three weapons collided together, the breaths collided, Jiang Xiaobai flew out upside down, Jing Bei's body shook a few times, and he also took a few steps back, his cheeks flushed.

"Take me another trick to kill immortals!" Jiang Xiaobai shouted.

After half a year of cultivation, Jiang Xiaobai's comprehension of the second move of sword and sword combination to slash immortals has exceeded half, and he can finally use the latter.

Although he can't reach the maximum power yet, and he can't control it a little, but at this moment, he has no other way, this is his strongest attack right now.

"Kill!" Jiang Xiaobai shouted, the rich killing intent on his body burst out, and shot towards Jing Bei on the opposite side.

Not to mention Jing Bei, even Ling Hu Huan and Shui Yuehan glanced at each other in the battle, the power of this move is extraordinary, at least not something Jing Bei can resist.

"Retreat!" Shui Yuehan shouted.

Jing Bei swallowed his saliva, he only felt that under this move, it was as if the sky and the earth had changed color, the sun and the moon had no light, everything he had hoped for had come to naught, and all the pursuits were meaningless.

The limbs suddenly weakened, and there was only a thick doubt left in my heart, knowing that I couldn't resist it, I didn't want to resist, and I didn't want to resist. Countless thoughts arose in my heart, what was the purpose of this practice?

Suddenly, a voice woke him up, Jing Bei suddenly changed color, that move just now actually attracted the thing he cared about most in his heart?

He hurriedly retreated, struggling to drum up his long sword in an attempt to resist Jiang Xiaobai's immortal slash.

Jiang Xiaobai felt that the difficulty of using the Punishment Saint move in the demi-saint stage had appeared again, and the vitality of his whole body rushed into the sword frantically, and he couldn't control it.

He knew that it would be too reluctant to use this trick at this stage.

But the arrow was on the verge and had to be fired, Jiang Xiaobai pressed the hilt of the sword hard, and struggled to press the sword down.

The two crossed in its light and shone down, and Jing Bei roared in despair: "Uncle Shi, save me!"

Ling Hu stepped up his attack, forcing Shui Yuehan to be completely unable to leave.

"Linghu Huan, you are so ruthless!" Shui Yuehan shouted angrily, quickly using a forbidden move, temporarily forcing Linghu Huan back, and stretched out his hand to grab Jing Bei.

Jing Bei knows the formation, it is their only way out, otherwise unless all the formations are broken, they will be trapped here for the rest of their lives.

Ling Hu was also treacherous enough, and after retreating, a sword intent soared out, bombarding Hong Ying, who had no power to resist at all, his head exploded directly, and his body was soft to the ground.

Here, Jiang Xiaobai struggled to cut down, feeling that he had touched something hard, but soon it seemed to fall into the cotton ball, making him feel uncomfortable in his chest.

One hand grabbed Jiang Xiaobai's back, pulled him back, and let him breathe, but it was Ling Hu who made a move.

On the other side, Shui Yuehan carried Jing Bei, who had left a deep cross scar on the dantian, although the latter was not dead, but his skills were exhausted.

"Okay, sure enough, the hero is a young man, Jiang Xiaobai, I remember you. Shui Yuehan shouted, she suddenly grabbed a paw into Jing Bei's brain, and her movements looked like the Nine Yin White Bone Claws.

Jing Bei howled miserably, but saw a mark float out, and was grabbed by Shui Yuehan in his hand and swallowed it in one gulp.

Her hands fluttered, and she quickly made a mark, and a woman quietly appeared, hugging the jar on the ground. Shui Yuehan chuckled, grabbed the woman's hand, and disappeared in an instant.