Syllable!

Bai Xiaofan shook his hand casually, and the dead six elders were thrown aside by him!

"I said, tell your people to bring Gao Shengnan out, otherwise I will slaughter this Northern Hell Sect!"

Turning around, a pair of eyes stared at Lu Aoxue coldly and ruthlessly, Bai Xiaofan's voice, as if it was from the cold of the Nine Shades Purgatory, made people shudder, and actually faintly felt a piercing chill emanating from Bai Xiaofan's body!

"It turns out that you are the killing god Bai Xiaofan, and they all say that you have comprehended the power of artistic conception, originally I didn't believe it, but now I really want to ask you for advice!"

Listening to Bai Xiaofan's words, everyone present dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, including those powerhouses who were at the peak of the Transformation of Gods, after all, the six elders who were equivalent to their cultivation did not even have a chance to resist, so they were inexplicably killed by Bai Xiaofan!

However, there was an abrupt sound, and this voice was also extremely cold, like an iceberg for ten thousand years!

Bai Xiaofan turned around and looked at the woman in green shirt who was talking, her eyes slightly condensed!

Maybe others can't notice it, but he can detect that this woman has also comprehended the power of artistic conception, but for the time being, he doesn't know what the other party has comprehended!

"Taiqing, Senior Sister of the Northern Hell Sect!"

As if sensing the confusion in Bai Xiaofan's eyes, the woman in the green shirt proudly raised the long sword in her left hand, staring at Bai Xiaofan with her eyes like a cold moon, and the cyan robe on her body was windless!

Seeing this, everyone knew that Taiqing was about to make a move, so they retreated a few points one after another, giving up enough space for Taiqing!

"Senior Sister ......"

Seeing this, Lu Aoxue wanted to say something, but was stopped by Taiqing's gaze!

"Senior Sister Lu, don't worry, I won't kill him!"

Yu Taiqing said softly, and there was still no emotion in his words!

"Bai Xiaofan!"

Bai Xiaofan glanced at Lu Aoxue, and then fixed his gaze on Taiqing's body, signaling Xiao Mei, Shen Yi and the others to all step back!

Since he comprehended the artistic conception, he has not really fought with the artistic conception master!

Since this Taiqing is also a master of artistic conception, this is a rare opportunity!

Yes, Bai Xiaofan decided to fight with the other party!

The two stood still, their eyes met, but no one took the lead!

But everyone knows that in fact, the two of them have already clashed at this moment!

From the air between the two, the bursts of sonic booms that came out from time to time were known!

Suddenly, a cold, emotionless artistic conception power emanated from the long sword in Taiqing's hand, and pressed towards Bai Xiaofan!

Feeling the power of artistic conception released by Taiqing, Bai Xiaofan slowly closed his eyes, and let the power of the other party's artistic conception collide with his body fiercely.

Zizi!

There was a strange sound, like the sound of electricity.

The clothes on Bai Xiaofan's body also got up automatically without wind!

"Hmph, what an arrogant method, you actually want to perceive my artistic conception, I'm afraid you don't have this life!"

Seeing the power of artistic conception, it was impossible to hurt Bai Xiaofan, Yutai snorted coldly, and his right hand slowly held on the scabbard.

The sword is unsheathed!

The cold mangs are in full bloom!

The power of the artistic conception that is thick and boundless, and can freeze people from the sword body pressed towards Bai Xiaofan.

The light on the three-foot Qingfeng flowed, and under the scorching sun, in front of the huge hall of the Northern Netherworld, the temperature dropped suddenly, making many masters involuntarily wrap their clothes tightly, and take the initiative to release the yuan power in their bodies to resist the cold that penetrated into the bone marrow!

Liang Bo, Xiao Mei, Shen Yi and the others also sacrificed the zodiac jade carving in their hands one after another, enveloping them and the other disciples of the Taixu Sect in it, so as to prevent their own disciples from being hurt by this biting chill!

"Ruthless artistic conception? tsk, it's really a novelty, the ruthless artistic conception is really powerful, but it's a pity that your perception of ruthlessness is far less than my perception of artistic conception, so your ruthless artistic conception has no effect on me!"

The corners of Bai Xiaofan's mouth pulled up a touch of pride, took out the wine jug casually, and drank the cold plum wine comfortably!

At the same time, a ruthless artistic conception that was more cold than the ruthless artistic conception of Taiqing slowly stirred up from Bai Xiaofan's body!

This power of artistic conception, compared with the ruthless artistic conception of Taiqing, is more domineering, directly crushing the ruthless artistic conception of Taiqing, and with a posture of an overlord descending the mountain, all the people of the Northern Hell Sect around Taiqing are shrouded in it!

For a moment, everyone only felt as if they were in the boundless purgatory of the gods, surrounded by killing, endless killing, and the scarlet blood almost stained their whole body.

The rich almost suffocating killing intent made them seem to have forgotten to think, forgot to breathe, and even the Yuan Force in their bodies was much slower than before.

"The artistic conception of killing, I didn't expect you to be able to comprehend the artistic conception of killing!"

The ruthless artistic conception around the body of Yutai Qing was already the artistic conception of being killed by Bai Xiaofan, and it was compressed to a range of less than one meter.

At this moment, feeling the artistic conception of Bai Xiaofan's body, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with a cold luster, as if they wanted to turn Bai Xiaofan into an ice cube!

"So, your ruthless mood is no match for me at all!"

Bai Xiaofan said lightly, while holding the wine jug in one hand, he grabbed the snow-white jade neck of the other hand, what is the so-called pity for the fragrance and cherishing the jade, there is no such thing here in Bai Xiaofan!

"Hmph, although you have comprehended the artistic conception of killing, and the level of comprehension is deeper than mine, but if you want to kill me, this is not enough!"

Facing the big hand that Bai Xiaofan grabbed over, Yutai snorted coldly, shook his hand slightly, and the long sword in his hand, flashing with cold light, stabbed Bai Xiaofan's chest!

Fight for your life!

Taiqing did not choose to dodge or defend against Bai Xiaofan's move, but to attack against each other!

At this moment, her body has been shrouded in the artistic conception of killing, if she wants to escape, it is absolutely impossible, rather than being seriously injured by Bai Xiaofan when she dodges, it is better to exchange her life with Bai Xiaofan!

In this way, even if you die, at least you won't lose!

However, there was one thing that Taiqing didn't expect, that is, he underestimated Bai Xiaofan's strength.

Looking at the long sword stabbed by Taiqing, Bai Xiaofan's palm changed, and he pointed at the long sword with a volley!

At the same time, Bai Xiaofan's eyes were dotted with cold stars, like twinkling stars in the starry sky.

With Bai Xiaofan's finger pointing out, the artistic conception of killing that was stirring around him dissipated instantly, and all of them were condensed around Bai Xiaofan's body, and a large number of killing artistic conceptions, like a little cold star, gathered on Bai Xiaofan's fingers!

A starry long sword appeared on Bai Xiaofan's fingers, full of killing intent and coldness!

This is a long sword transformed by the artistic conception of killing, and its power is naturally not to be underestimated!

(End of chapter)