Seeing the arrival of the pitch-black flying sword, Luo Xiaotian's face did not change in the slightest. www.biquge.info Yunwu Peak has been gone before, and Luo Xiaotian has experienced too many life and death tests, and each time it is much more dangerous than now. When the four flying swords stabbed at him, Luo Xiaotian also drove the white long sword in a hurry, and slammed into the four black flying swords.

Since this white flying sword was obtained from the strong man of the Shaoyang Sect, in Luo Xiaotian's feeling, this flying sword is indeed extraordinary. Seeing this sword fly out, Han Lei's eyes shrank suddenly, and he said in his heart: What kind of treasure is this, in terms of the aura emanating from his sword body, and in terms of power, it must be above his own sword array.

However, Han Lei has absolute confidence in his own strength. In his opinion, Luo Xiaotian was just a cultivator of the Qi Refining Realm, and with his cultivation in the early stage of the Lingtai Realm, even if the flying sword was lacking, his cultivation was absolutely overwhelming.

Han Lei thought absentmindedly, but Luo Xiaotian was different at this time. This time, it was Luo Xiaotian who solemnly fought with the cultivators in the early stage of the Lingtai Realm, and the other party was one realm higher than himself, compared with the early stage of the Lingtai Realm, the ninth layer of Qi refining was not only the gap in cultivation, but also the perception of the Dao.

What is the Lingtai, just look at its name to understand its meaning. The most important thing is that the spiritual power in the dantian qi sea has formed the charm of the Dao. The circle of surrounding, from the appearance of the look like a tall platform, for its name Lingtai.

I saw that after Luo Xiaotian's long sword was sacrificed, the spiritual power in the dantian qi sea surged out, pouring into the long sword along his right arm. Suddenly, the dazzling brilliance of the long sword was magnificent, and on the body of the sword, a faint purple sword aura was also emanated. In an instant, the power of the long sword doubled, and the sound of the sword roared completely covered the four black flying swords, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Luo Xiaotian's move, Han Lei was completely shocked, he didn't expect that the inconspicuous long sword to be so powerful, and he didn't expect Luo Xiaotian's spiritual power to be so profound. Although it is only a cultivation of the ninth layer of qi refining, this thick spiritual power has far exceeded the early stage of the spiritual platform.

Han Lei's heart hesitated at this time, but it was too late. The long sword had already stabbed in, and Han Lei had to do his best to use the sword array composed of four flying swords to resist.

"Boom!"

The piercing sound came, and the four black flying swords instantly lost their brilliance, lost their spiritual power, and turned into scrap metal and fell to the ground. As for Han Lei, he used a cyan shield to resist the impact of the long sword, and even so, he was shocked back by the long sword!

Seeing the power displayed by his long sword, Luo Xiaotian immediately cast the fireball technique, silently reciting the mantra in his mouth, pinching his hands, pointing a little forward, and immediately a purple fireball appeared out of thin air, speeding towards Han Lei.

Han Lei saw that it was just a fireball technique, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Hehe, I didn't expect this kid to be so stupid, can he just rely on a small fireball technique to help me?

What Han Lei thought in his heart was not unreasonable. In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the Fireball Technique is only the most common Five Elements Technique, and its power is still a bit of a threat to the Qi Refining Realm, but for the Lingtai Realm, that power is insignificant.

It is said that during the war between gods and demons, there was a cultivator of the human race who was invincible with the Five Elements Technique, ruled the world, killed many strong people, saved the fate of the human race, and was elected as the emperor of the people.

Thinking of this, Han Lei smiled dumbly. Could it be that Luo Xiaotian heard that legend and only cast the fireball technique at a critical moment this time?

However, when Han Lei looked at it again, he saw that there was a fireball followed by that fireball, and there were as many as three. Immediately, his eyes widened, and his face was incredulous, how could it be possible, no one had ever been able to condense three fireballs in one breath, how did this kid do it?

"Qingling Shield, come out!" At this moment of crisis, Han Lei suddenly spit out a mouthful of essence blood towards the shield in front of him, and then pinched it with both hands, and under the urging of essence blood, layers of water mist appeared on the surface of the shield.

When the three fireballs slammed into the shield with lightning speed, a mist evaporated, and the water flowing on the surface of the Clear Spirit Shield boiled.

Everyone in the distance instinctively looked at the cyan shield, but found that this clear spirit shield really lived up to its name, a superb spiritual weapon of water attributes. When he looked at Luo Xiaotian again, he showed sad eyes.

Although this fireball technique was performed well, who let him meet Senior Brother Han who had the best water-attribute spirit weapon?

At this time, Luo Xiaotian's face was even more ugly, and his face was pale, which was obviously a sign that his spiritual power was about to be exhausted.

Han Lei smiled slightly, but in the blink of an eye, he was inexplicably frightened in his heart. I saw a strange smile on Luo Xiaotian's pale face, waving his right hand, and reading in his mouth: "The sword blade appears three times, and it is difficult to distinguish between virtual and real." Three rings of the moon!"

It turned out that this was Luo Xiaotian's killing move, he knew that Han Zhen, as a disciple of the Lingtai Realm, must have a lot of treasures, and the fireball technique was just used to confuse the other party, and when the other party relaxed his vigilance, he would kill him, so that Han Lei didn't even have a gap to display the treasures. After all, there is a limit to the number of spiritual weapons that can be driven at any one time, let alone the best spiritual weapons?

Now, looking at that purple sword qi with an extremely strong power. The speed of this sword qi was very fast, and by the time Han Lei reacted, it was too late to resist it! What's more, the purple sword qi split into three in the air, crossed a beautiful arc, and galloped towards him.

"Kill me!" Luo Xiaotian's heart had an inexplicable killing intention! Han Zhen is Han Lei's brother, although he didn't attack and kill that Han Zhen, how can he explain it clearly? No matter how he explains it, it can't be explained.

Now, this grudge is irresolvable. It can be said that as long as Han Lei does not die one day, he will find a way to take revenge.

Luo Xiaotian no longer had any hesitation, and with a wave of his right hand, one of the sword qi struck towards Han Lei's right chest.

"You, damn it!" At this moment, Han Lei was terrified in his heart, he knew that Luo Xiaotian was going to kill him!

Hurriedly urged the spiritual power to change his body, but found that the spiritual power did not obey the call and rushed towards the Qingling Shield, and was surprised. And he could only watch as the three sword qi got closer and closer to him. When he was about to be killed on Han Lei, suddenly, a ripple appeared around Han Lei.

It was this kind of ripple fluctuation that actually swallowed Luo Xiaotian's three purple sword qi in an instant, Luo Xiaotian's body shook slightly, his face was pale, poof, the sword qi transformed by spiritual power shattered, affecting his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, obviously suffering from internal injuries.

This ripple disappeared in the blink of an eye, and then appeared in front of Luo Xiaotian was a young man in a white robe, standing with his hands in his hands, sword eyebrows into his sideburns, slender and tall but not rugged figure, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but full of grandeur, suddenly exuding a strong force that dominates the world.