Baili Xiongfeng saw that the eleven small sword strips that were bound to the surface of his body just now jumped out again, and he was also a little puzzled, the flying sword was indeed sharp enough, but he suffered a loss under his cold before, and he even stabbed a hole in his knee, although he didn't feel anything now,

In fact, he has long understood the changes in his body, this kind of healing ability is not what he once had, and his natal martial soul is just a void, but since he fused that drop of blood, it has made his own qi and blood much more vigorous, and even the blood beads that cut off the body of others are also condensed one by one, and finally they have to be absorbed into the body, which can be judged to be the benefit of that drop of crazy blood belt,

Of course, if you want to say that the blood hole on the arm is all healed, it will indeed take some time, and the arm that was stirred up by the natal sword qi of Mrs. He will not heal for a while, but his left arm is broken, and it doesn't heal much.

He was just a little surprised that kid was able to break his void martial soul, he had just endured the eleven flying swords into his body, and he still relied on the void breaking style, but when the kid slapped his palm on his chest, his martial soul seemed to be restrained, and he was even more relieved.

That smell is a hot and a bitter cold feeling, what kind of exercises has that kid cultivated, it is very weird, Chu is shocked by the true qi is very strange,

But just when he was meditating, he suddenly remembered that his master, the stinky Taoist priest called Zichuan Zhenren, had said that although the old Taoist priest was bitter and mean, and he was a complete villain, he only knew that his master was beaten with a stick in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, but after receiving himself, Zichuan Zhenren did not teach himself what the Taoist had learned, otherwise the current Baili Xiongfeng could be regarded as half a Taoist, and he would definitely learn a little more about the Daomen spells of the ghost talisman, but the Zichuan Zhenren changed his name, and the Taoist name was no longer used, just called Yang Zichuan, what he taught himself was just Sheila's usual fist and foot kung fu,

As for the cultivation of qi and meditation, but one did not teach, after the death of that Zichuan, Baili Xiongfeng carefully dug three feet into the ground in that residence, but still did not find half a Taoist book about Huang Laozhi's learning,

He suddenly remembered that when the old Taoist priest was still alive, he once commented on the exercises practiced by martial artists in the world, and he once said that there is a peerless exercise in this world, called Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, which is the practice of Han Shen, who once dominated the world, because he Zichuan Zhenren once saw it with his own eyes on Longhu Mountain, Han Shen alone against the five real people of Longhu Mountain, but after insisting on a hundred moves, he was able to fight more and more bravely, and even beat several uncles and ancestors one by one spewing blood, but that was the defeat of Longhu Mountain,

What Han Shen cultivated was the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, but it was the most Yang to Yang in the world, and it implied that Yin caused cold, and it was already a hundred miles of Xiongfeng who had a Void Martial Soul at the beginning, but he was fascinated by it, because he had also lived on the Nine Degrees Mountain for several years, and he naturally had a heart for Han Shen's exercises, but it was only a skin, and Han Shen's Divine Dragon was like a general existence without seeing the tail, how could he be a miscellaneous servant who could make friends,

At the beginning, Zichuan said that although the natal void martial soul that you possess is also rare, if you have the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, you are not sure of it, and you will be defeated.

At that time, Baili Xiongfeng didn't believe that the Guiyuan Sword and Guiyuan Sword Technique he practiced should have been taught by Na Zichuan, and he himself was a proud character.

Now that I think about it, maybe that kid really practiced the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, and he remembered that the high-flying and unashamed Summoning Chu Surprise was called the Heavenly Demon Divine Monarch, and that kid was wearing a black wrench on his hand, so that Chu Shocked felt that ten out of ten practiced the rare exercises left by that person, the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, the Heavenly Demon Divine Monarch, isn't that the case?

He was even more ecstatic, he couldn't imagine that he entered the Chu family's compound today just because he agreed to the old eunuch of the big red roe deer, he naturally wouldn't ask why he wanted to kill the woman named Chang Ying, now that the woman is really dead, he can be regarded as a great favor to Song Tai,

It is even more that the former sword saint He Tai died in an idiot, which can be regarded as a great consummation.

This met Chu Jingjue again, this little boy who was hiding a treasure all over his body, how could he not make Baili Xiongfeng excited, he turned around to look, but saw Chu Jingjue sitting on the ground, and he didn't know what strange tricks the young man was going to do.

Since this kid is the new Heavenly Demon God Monarch, this is the title he has longed for for many years, as long as he captures that young man alive, he doesn't believe that he can't pry the exercise out of his mouth.

At present, although the Demon Sect has been in decline for many years, it has posted wanted lists to major states and counties, and has become a street rat in the Qinglong Dynasty, but in the eyes of Baili Xiongfeng, a small Qinglong Dynasty is just a small Qinglong Dynasty, as long as he has practiced the Demon God Skill that day, what is this world?

At this time, Baili Xiongfeng only felt that Chu was surprised by how cute the young man was, but he couldn't give birth to a hateful heart at all.

For Chu Jingjue's flying sword ability that he could control just now, this hundred miles of majestic wind is not a big deal, although he has never seen other martial artists who can control the flying sword, but in his understanding, it is just a long-distance attack method to pull the flying sword on the qi machine, that Chu was shocked to realize that the white mist on the left hand of the kid just now is where the qi machine is, as long as he restrains the young man closely, no matter how sharp the sword you are born in, you can't help yourself,

Chu was shocked to sit on the ground and no longer pay attention to the eleven flying swords, but what stunned him was that the eleven flying swords seemed to have skyrocketed a lot in an instant, and the small sword strips that were originally just swarthy were wrapped in cyan, and a burst of blue light also shone out in this small courtyard.

He only felt that those little sword strips seemed to have changed all of a sudden, which was very different from his previous control, and since the birth sword was able to speak like ordinary people, this was originally something that Chu Jingjue couldn't understand.

He just looked at it in a daze with his hands on his cheeks,

The eleven small sword strips were originally born swords, which were conceived by the soul of He Tai's innate sword, and after years of patience and tempering, a sword was formed.

This birth sword situation is also a great opportunity, but also with the monk's body together to the fire burned for a whole month, although it has not polished its tyrannical temperament, the edge is brought into a sense of Zen, although the monk is not a monk, but a body of cultivation is also considered to be a cultivation of Buddhist classics for many years, this birth of the sword of the small sword with a purple gold, but it is very different,

As the old saying goes, a hundred alchemists, this born sword was originally born with a sharp edge, and how could it be a mortal thing from the hand of the sword saint, at this time, although it is divided into eleven and becomes a flying sword, its sharpness naturally changes greatly,

Eleven small sword bars buzzed, but they went straight to the hundred miles of majestic wind, giving the sword soul its own control, although it was also secretly combined with the sword qi traction, but the power was very different from the shock in the hand,

Baili Xiongfeng looked at the flying sword that felt a little different, but he didn't pay attention to it, but his whole body was like a big peng spreading his wings, and he fell straight to the direction of Chu Sense.

But as soon as he set out, a great net suddenly appeared in front of him.

The cyan sword qi formed a big net around his body, and when he looked up, he saw that the first few small sword bars were hanging in the air, but the cyan ones that were surging down from the sword bars were visible to the naked eye.

Baili Xiongfeng naturally knew the power of this cyan sword qi, and when he was entangled with He Taifeng, the old sword saint was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, but it was this breath that came out of a big sword inexplicably.

If it weren't for the mad bull desperately stopping in front of him and tearing his chest with that big sword, he would have been on the road.

He turned around and wanted to jump up, but there was also a burst of cyan brilliance in his eyes, which was only half a foot away, but the big net seemed to be shrinking.

At this time, he was indeed a little panicked in his heart, because he saw that on the outside position, several flying swords flew in violently, this is to treat himself as a caged bird, and if he can't hide, he will give the flying sword that is a little different to penetrate the body?

He was anxious, his feet couldn't stop stepping on the ground, his body spiraled, but he also stepped on the bluestone slab and collapsed, but his whole body fell straight down.

The flying sword flashed away, but it flew past his scalp,

But just as he was pouring out of the ground on the other side, a flying sword the length of an adult's arm was made up of eleven sword strips, and a sword rushed through his abdomen.

He instinctively felt a tingling pain in his armpit, but the flying sword left a bloody hole in his abdomen, which was the size of a fist, and Baili Xiongfeng laughed miserably, but it was a heel that flipped out, dodging the flying sword's sprint again,

In his heart, he remembered that the mad bull was coming, if the mad bull was still there, it would be the best defense, and he didn't know if the Tai Chi martial spirit's level of fighting could withstand the attack of the fierce flying sword.

He turned over more than a dozen steps away, touched the wound on his abdomen, and suddenly felt that this flying sword had become very different in attack, and he didn't know why it was so terrifying, with a miserable smile on his face, and he remembered that if he had held such a birth sword in his hand for that He Taizhi at that time, it would be a gap of two cultivations, and he would definitely not be the opponent of the sword saint, and he was a little lucky,

The right palm is stretched out, and the palm of the hand is slapped on the chest, and the chest is continuously hit, but the five organs of the whole body are also trembling violently.

Wow, a stream of blood welled up in his throat,

But he kept slapping continuously, and this situation was even more startling to the flying sword, hanging in the air just didn't move, this flying sword seemed to have emotions, but he didn't understand the masochistic behavior of the martial artist on the other side.

Baili Xiongfeng's actions also startled Chu Jingjue, he simply stood up, clenched the Fengjie Sword, and didn't move for a long time, he didn't believe that Baili Xiongfeng was committing suicide, that person was not an ordinary martial artist who gave up lightly, there were ghosts in it.

The blood in Baili Xiongfeng's mouth kept spitting out, but the blood was not lost on the ground, but it was condensed into a blood bead the size of a basin.

continued to beat until the smashed sternum was broken one by one, but the body of the hundred miles of majestic wind was like an empty shell of the qi and blood of the whole body, and the whole body was covered with skin and bones, and it was very scary to look at.

The eleven small sword strips never stopped, and one by one they were extremely swift and penetrated through the whole body of the hundred miles of Xiongfeng, and even the head was full of holes for a sword and sword.

But this hundred miles of majestic wind seems to have no sense, and he ignores the flying sword passing through his body.

The corpse-like hundred miles of heroic wind was after the body was full of holes, but it spewed out a stream of turbid gas from the nostrils, and with a big mouth, it swallowed the blood beads floating in front of him whole.

The flying sword just now was even the blood bead, but the blood bead was not afraid of the flying sword, and it was still condensed again.

Baili Xiongfeng's big mouth swallowed the huge blood bead at once, and in an instant, his body changed, wrapped in layers of blood mist, allowing the flying sword and sword to fly back and forth, but in the blood mist wrapped into a big round ball, Baili Xiongfeng's body was full again,

It lasted for half a pillar of incense, and even the cyan luft on the flying sword was a little dim,

When the blood mist dissipated, Baili Xiongfeng reappeared unscathed, and even the broken arm before him came out anew.

His whole body was scarlet, ** upper body, the body that was originally stabbed by the flying sword was intact, and the surface of the body was even more transparent with a touch of red light.

He shook his hands and laughed, "I see, I see, I can't imagine that this drop of blood can have such a terrifying ability, and I really can't guess what Bai Tao is capable of." ”