With a loud laugh, Dark Mo is using his thumb and index finger to make a hard version, and the sword qi in his hand turned into a little starlight, which dissipated with the wind. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Surrender to the old man, keep your sword spirit, otherwise.."

The answer to him was a little green mang, and the flying sword rushed towards him, this time it was not the sword qi, but the body, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the center of the dark ink eyebrows.

The latter's eyes were cold, his face immediately sank, and he sneered in a gloomy voice: "I don't know what to do, it's just that, although it is not easy to be reborn as a sword spirit, but you don't want to, the old man is also willing, disappear with your master!"

"Stop. ”

"Dark Mozheng, you dare!?"

"Hmph. ”

The first two voices were extremely anxious, they both belonged to the seventh-order powerhouse, and they were on a par with the Dark Ink Cultivation, seeing the Dao Treasure Flying Sword, their eyes were naturally hot, if it weren't for the presence of the Temple Elder in front, they would have gone up and snatched it a long time ago.

Up to now, the temple elders had no intention of flying swords, or disdained to snatch things from people like them, and that dark ink was actually going to forcibly erase the extremely difficult to produce sword spirit at this moment, which was simply a tyrannical thing, and the Dao sword without the sword spirit was at most sharper than the high-grade spirit treasure, and the power was greatly reduced. They couldn't hold back any longer, and opened their mouths to stop it.

Dark Ink glanced back, unconcerned about the threat in the words, and was about to continue the unfinished business when another voice sounded in his ears.

The third voice seemed to be aimed at him, and the others were unaware, except for Dark Mozheng's face changed greatly, and he suddenly vomited blood from his mouth, and the whole person seemed to have been hit by an invisible sledgehammer, turning into a meteor and flying backwards.

Everyone was stunned, and then looked at the two people who were shouting in the crowd, and when they just showed a look of awe, they were stunned again, because the two people were also surprised, and they didn't understand what was going on.

One of the two was a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi with a polite manner, and his appearance was ordinary, he was stunned, and then turned his head to look at Cheng Xuan, if there was someone here who could invisibly knock down a seventh-order powerhouse, then there would be no choice for anyone other than this temple elder.

Cheng Xuan's expression was cold, he thought that Xia Xin was dead, his heart was like a dumb person eating coptis, but he couldn't say the bitterness, there were people over there who were so happy, laughing, enduring and enduring, and finally couldn't help it, and sent out a sonic attack, knocking the annoying person away.

Originally, Cheng Xuan's heart and cultivation would definitely not be so concerned with an ant, but Xia Xin's existence is very important, once something happens, the entire Beichuan will shake, and few people can withstand the anger of his mysterious master, so when he thought that Xia Xin was completely out of life, Cheng Xuan was extremely irritable, and at this moment, he still heard such a harsh laugh, and he didn't slap the ant to death with one palm, which was already considered restraint, and the more reason was that he hadn't opened a killing ring for many years!

If Dark Mo saw the scene when Cheng Xuan caught Xia Xin desperately, he would definitely stop all his actions, but unfortunately, at that time, he was in full swing with the flying sword, and he wanted to win this treasure, and he didn't even have the idea of distraction.

The development of these things is very long, but the time of the process is extremely short, and people can't accept it.

The changes in this world, there is no law at all, capricious, maybe the next moment is unlucky is yourself, and only strength is eternal!

The sword roared, the blue light flashed, came to the ground, and circled around Xia Xin, faintly sad, even it felt that its master had died.

There was a suppressed silence here, and no one dared to bother it, but they just watched, and their eyes were fixed on the person who thought they were dead.

On the other side, the Spirit of Xuanbing, which was re-injected into the black and white beam by Chengxuan and then stuck, rioted at this moment, and released it with all the cold, desperate to break through this semi-cage.

"At this moment, don't wake up yet, when will you wait?" The vast sound like the evening drum and morning bell suddenly appeared, and all the martial artists in the entire Earth Yin Sect Bazaar felt a shocking coercion, and it was like a mountain suddenly appeared on their backs, pressing them down so that they couldn't lift their heads.

Cheng Xuan's bitter face changed violently when he felt this coercion, but before he could let go of Xia Xin, the black and white beam of light in the sky rose mightily, shining on the heavens, and finally pulled the spirit of Xuan Bing, rushed to the ground, Cheng Xuan here.

The Ice Spirit was extremely fast, and to be precise, it should have pulled its black and white beam, as if it was being pulled by something, and came across the sky.

Cheng Xuan didn't even have time to react, the three-color light behind him was already approaching, and when he was ten zhang away, Xia Xin in the former's arms, his eyes suddenly opened and closed, and his body automatically rose to meet the flying spirit of Xuan Bing, the two were like magnets that attracted each other, and the powerful magnetic force made them connect together no matter how far away.

With a bang, a dazzling light appeared in mid-air, like a big sun, only golden, and no other color.

At this moment, the earth-shattering coercion disappeared, and countless people were sweating, and in just such a short period of time, they seemed to be walking on their backs one mountain after another, almost crushing to death.

And among the many martial artists, Cheng Xuan was even more shocked, first the vast will made his heart shake, silently compared, he came to a conclusion, this will may not be as good as his own ancestor, but the feeling given to him is far more than any Supreme Elder, and even a few retired former hall masters, may not be able to compare.

"Ninth Order.. This person can actually exert his ninth-order strength, who is he? Cheng Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the light in the sky, and he had an answer in his heart. Taking a deep breath, he finally understood why the patriarch said.

If you want to solve this calamity, the disciple of the human emperor Yang!

Maybe his own strength can't be on the table at this time, but the person standing behind him, stomping his feet can make the entire Ninth Five-Year Continent shake three times, so it's almost the same as a master under his command, just send a strong person to protect him secretly, and take action at his dangerous moment, the owner of that voice should be in this column.

Cheng Xuan was even more shocked that in his perception before, Xia Xin's breath was indeed gone, as a veteran saint rank, he still had this ability, and it was impossible to be wrong. Although Xia Xin is better alive, he just doesn't understand, how can a dead person be resurrected?

Shaking his head, Cheng Xuan smiled bitterly, such a character can be said to be a hand and eye to the sky, and the power of the sky is unfathomable, how can he spy on it? For those people on the ground, he is high and invincible, but in the eyes of such strong people, he is like these ants on the ground. It's not much stronger.

In the sky, a golden light shines incomparably, like a golden sun, transmitting warmth to the world. But inside it is completely different, a cold blue world, the space is not small, at least Xia Xin inside, there is no end in sight.

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