The surging waves of qi swept all around, carrying the whistling sound of blade fragments and surging Yuan power, spreading and impacting all around.

Xia Xun was also hit by that wave of qi, and he surged in the air for several weeks before he slowly stabilized his body.

Then, Xia Xun stared at the center of the explosion, the light in his eyes flowing, and his face was full of vigilance.

Finally, the power of the explosion dissipated, and in the center of the explosion, Mao's figure was also revealed.

It's just that at this time, compared to before, Mao's appearance looks extremely embarrassed.

His black robe was in tatters by this time, only a few broken steps were still on his body, and one of his arms had been broken, and there were several hideous wounds that were deep and visible that extended down his arm to his shoulder.

This serious injury was caused by the self-explosion of the quasi-heavenly spirit weapon-level dagger that Xia Xun had pierced into his arm.

Even with Mao's strength, he couldn't resist the impact of the self-explosion of the quasi-heavenly spirit weapon dagger in this situation!

Mao's face was extremely pale, and his eyes were full of madness and hideousness.

How could he have expected that in order to kill Xia Xun, he would pay such a big price!

Even if he kills Xia Xun today, then it is impossible to hide this matter, and what awaits him in the future will be the endless pursuit of Canglin Kingdom.

"You're damned!" said Mao, almost roaring out of rage.

Seeing this, the corners of Xia Xun's mouth slowly hooked up a smile, and said, "What's the matter? Don't you feel that your previous plans were all wrong!

Rumble!

Mao stopped talking, but the momentum on his body became extremely violent, and a surging killing machine emerged from Mao's body, constantly impacting Xia Xun.

However, in the face of the majesty exuded by Mao's body, Xia Xun's figure was always calm.

The power of the quasi-refining soul realm permeated Xia Xun's body, and after walking out of the soul washing pool, after several battles, his realm was already stable.

Quasi-Soul Refining Realm, this can be regarded as the first step towards the Soul Refining Realm, and similarly, this realm is far from being comparable to the martial artists of the Condensation Realm.

And the Yuan Force in Xia Xun's body has also made a great leap.

In fact, under the dual effect of the Soul Washing Pool and the Transformation Stone, not only the Yuan Force in Xia Xun's body, but even the Reverse Yuan Power had already reached the Quasi-Refining Soul Realm!

As for the demonic qi, Xia Xun's demonic qi clone had fallen from the extremely high realm of the soul refining realm, although the soul washing pool and the spirit stone had no effect on the demonic qi, but Xia Xun knew that it would not be long before the realm of his demonic qi clone would naturally be able to recover to the quasi-refining soul realm!

"Today, you will die!" Mao said coldly, he stomped on the ground, and in an instant, the three remaining Quasi-Heavenly Spirit Weapon swords on the ground were all suspended together.

Although Mao didn't cast the sword formation of the three swords, with the strength of his Soul Refining Realm, it was enough to urge the full power of these three quasi-heavenly spirit weapons!

And in the remaining hand, he held the bronze mirror that appeared on his chest before.

In the bronze mirror, there were rays of light, and those rays of light were like sharp swords, suddenly stabbing towards Xia Xun.

And the three quasi-heavenly spirit weapons also flew together.

Xia Xun's eyes were full of solemnity, his footsteps slammed into the void, and in an instant, a wave of qi spread in the void, and Xia Xun's figure also rushed out.

Under Mao's rage, the power he exerted was too powerful, and even Xia Xun now did not dare to meet Mao's blow head-on.

"Escape, in front of this seat, how can you escape?" Mao said coldly, his intact arm waved violently, and in an instant, the light emitted by the bronze mirror pursued along with the three Quasi-Heavenly Spirit Weapon long swords.

Xia Xun didn't hesitate at all, and directly threw out a long knife.

This long knife was also obtained by him from those attackers, and it was also a quasi-heavenly spirit weapon.

With Xia Xun's cold drink, the long knife exploded directly.

The energy of the long knife's self-explosion only lasted for a moment, and it swallowed the light emitted by the bronze mirror and the three long swords.

Eventually, the light dissipated, and three long swords fell from the sky.

Seeing this, the sharpness in Mao's eyes was even worse, and Xia Xun's decisiveness shocked his heart.

Whether it was Fang Cai's black dagger or the current long knife, they were all quasi-heavenly spirit weapons that were almost connected to the city, but Xia Xun didn't have the slightest reason, and directly exploded it.

Moreover, the effect of each self-explosion is extremely significant.

"I'd like to see how many Quasi-Heavenly Spirit Weapons you still have that can explode on their own!" Mao said indifferently.

Even if Xia Xun had more quasi-heavenly spirit weapons, what could he do? In front of him, Xia Xun used this method to block him, those quasi-heavenly spirit weapons would be exhausted sooner or later, when the time came, how could Xia Xun stop him?

At this time, Xia Xun sneered, he pointed to Mao's broken arm, and said, "Your situation is far more dangerous than mine!"

Mao glanced at his severed arm, and the wounds on the severed arm looked extremely hideous, as if his arm had been cracked.

In fact, Mao also knew that even if he had enough time to rest in the future, his arm would definitely be useless.

But after all, he was a martial artist in the Soul Refining Realm, and now that his arm had received a heavy injury, he directly sealed the wound on his arm with his Yuan Force, without letting the blood flow out.

Although this method is a little unfavorable for treating injuries in the future, it is extremely useful in a short period of time, and this time is enough for him to kill Xia Xun!

"You don't have to worry about the injury of this seat, soon, you will have to compensate for this seat with your life!" Mao's voice was extremely gloomy, revealing a murderous meaning.

But Xia Xun shook his head slowly, he smiled slightly, and said, "How can I not care about your injury?"

Mao's brows furrowed slightly, and he sensed a sense of something wrong from Xia Xun's words.

"Before you come to kill me, you should really get to know me well, to find out how those Soul Refining Realm martial artists generally died in my hands!" Xia Xun said lightly.

As if he realized something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly looked carefully at his broken arm, and in the hideous wounds on his arm, there were pitch-black lines spreading out!

Those lines seem to be alive, and they look extremely strange.

Noticing this, Mao's face changed suddenly, and then, his eyes flashed, and a blazing flame burned directly on his other arm, and then, with a wave of his arm, he directly cut off the broken arm at the shoulder!

Xia Xun watched quietly from the side, but there was always a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

(End of chapter)