Only Jiu Shao and Uncle Cai didn't feel anything at the scene, the former's body glowed slightly, and there was obviously something to guard. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info looked at Xia Xin in shock at this time, he was in the center of the seventh-order coercion, and he could still move?

"It can't be. "That Uncle Cai, that is, the seventh-order master who issued a coercion, lost his voice, full of disbelief, like a ghost in the daytime. Jiu Shao was no better, and looking at the resolute look on Xia Xin's face, there was an inexplicable emotion welling up in his heart, it was... Eat one's heart out.

Yes, jealousy. It was him, the genius of the Ninety-Five Clan, who didn't dare to say that he could walk under the pressure of the Seventh Order like Xia Xin when he was at the fifth order.

As the saying goes: the official level crushes people to death. On this continent that respects martial arts, it is "trembling in the first order of the realm", which means that low-level martial artists can only tremble before high-level martial arts cultivation and cannot resist.

When Xia Xin used his spiritual power, Jiu Shao and the others could naturally feel which realm they were in. The little Martial King actually crossed two great realms and resisted the coercion of the seventh order.

"He must be killed!" glanced at Uncle Cai, revealing such information. Uncle Cai nodded, indicating understanding. Then he walked towards Xia Xin, this was to deal with Xia Xin personally.

Xia Xin had already walked to the side of the mid-stage powerhouse of the Martial King, and was about to slash him down in one go. Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis enveloped his heart, he suddenly turned his head, and the seventh-order powerhouse walked towards him murderously.

The coercion was stronger, and Xia Xin felt that he was carrying a huge mountain on his back, and it was constantly getting worse. Then he ignored the seventh order that came over, turned around and raised his sword, as if he had a deep hatred with the Martial King, and desperately wanted to kill him. Uncle Cai's eyes shrank in the rear, but he didn't expect that under the coercion he exerted with all his might, that kid could still act. Suddenly the anger was striking, and the voice sounded like thunder: "Boy dare?"

It's not that he cares much about that fifth-order powerhouse, but he's afraid of losing face. A dignified seventh-order master, under the attack of a fifth-order peak, if he can't even protect the middle of the fifth-order, then his face will be disgraced.

The earth-shattering sound waves visibly diffused with the naked eye, and Xia Xin's face turned pale and he spat blood. But he still doesn't care about it, that is, he wants to kill the middle stage of the warrior king. This man's brain seems to be a little sluggish, a tendon. Keep your head down, your back bent. At this moment, when he heard the movement, he struggled to look up.

Seeing this, I was almost scared to death. The person he was going to kill before actually arrived in front of him at some point, and he was still holding a big sword. Looking at that posture, it seems like you want to kill yourself... Scared and a little puzzled, how could this person move freely under the pressure of a seventh-order master?

Unfortunately, he will never get this answer. The knife fell in his hand, and in his eyes full of fear, Xia Xin directly cut off his head. Before he died, his last thought was, should I die at the hands of the enemy, or at the hands of my own people?

If Uncle Cai didn't release his coercion, maybe this mid-fifth-order powerhouse wouldn't have been slashed and killed by Xia Xin with a sword so powerlessly. The latter had some drops of blood floating out of his face, holding the blood-dripping Heaven Slaying Sword, and slowly turned around to look at the lately arrived Seventh-Order Wealth Uncle.

"You..." Uncle Cai's face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't speak.

Xia Xin looked at him without saying a word, his face was very solemn. For him, the seventh order is not out of reach, but after all, there is still a long way to go. At this time, he is not an opponent, and this self-knowledge is still there.

After looking at Uncle Cai for a while, he turned his head to look at the nine young people behind him, and the nine five mirrors were proud. For this person, he had a strong murderous intent, but he knew that the latter was by no means comparable to the fifth order, and if he wanted to kill him under the protection of the seventh order, with his current cultivation, he was afraid that it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

It's just that although it's difficult, he... Want to try it. The fiery red aura surged into his hands, and between the two fists, a breath of suppression of heaven and earth appeared. An illusory mountain peak fell from the sky, and with Xia Xin's thoughts, it pressed towards the seventh-order powerhouse, which was the Dao "Falling Mountain Fist".

The momentum was like a rainbow, and a fist shadow was mixed with the mountain peak, and the breath that wanted to suppress everything in the world blasted towards Uncle Cai.

In the face of this attack, Uncle Cai smiled disdainfully. I didn't see any spells cast, but I just raised my hand and waved it like a fly. The shadow of the fist and the illusory mountain actually slowly disappeared, and there was not even a ripple at all. I only heard Uncle Cai's proud voice sound: "Boy, this seat is a seventh-order." Although your Dao Fa is good, the gap between you and me is too big, and relying on Dao Fa alone is not enough to fill it. I'm tied..."

Uncle Cai didn't finish speaking, and he was stunned for a moment. Because of Xia Xin in his eyes... It actually slowly dissipated. Suddenly taken aback, "Afterimage?"

There was actually a sound of fighting from the rear, Uncle Cai looked back, and the green tendons on his head immediately burst out one by one, and a gloomy voice came out: "Boy, if this seat makes you die, I'm afraid it will be difficult to improve martial arts." When the words fell, he suddenly turned into Changhong, and rushed towards the place where the sound of the fight came, his anger was like a volcanic eruption, and those black-robed people who could still stand suddenly "pounced" and all knelt down. If they still resist, they are afraid that their bodies will not be able to bear it and will burst apart.

After Xia Xinshi exhibited the falling mountain boxing, he didn't look at the results. He jumped on top of the Sky Slaying Sword, and used its rapid sprint to cause an afterimage to confuse the seventh-order master, and he made a bend and rushed towards the Nine Young Men behind.

The attack of the fist shadow mixed with the illusory mountain peak was strongly broken by Uncle Cai, and the backlash made Xia Xin almost lose his footing, and spit out a mouthful of blood. Then he wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at the ninety-five mirror pride who was getting closer and closer with a hideous face.

Jiu Shao looked at Xia Xin who was rushing towards him in amazement, and felt a little funny in his heart. His idea was that this person thought that if he could move freely under the pressure of the seventh order, he would be able to ignore him? Cross-level combat was a hundred times more difficult than the former. In addition to being funny, a strong murderous intent welled up in his heart, this kind of talent is not even possible from those brothers and sisters in the family who are more talented than him.

The majestic blue spiritual power flowed outside the Ninety-Five Mirrors, revealing a cold and biting aura. The silver mirror that he had been holding was let go, and when his hands shook, a kilometer-long ice dragon came out of thin air, bringing bursts of cold currents.

"Oh" The ice dragon seemed to have a spirit, and a dragon roared out. The black-robed men who were kneeling not far away covered their ears with their hands, their faces painful but unable to move.

And Xia Xin, who was in the middle of the sound wave, was bleeding from both ears and his head was swollen. Unlike the seventh-order coercion, he felt some familiar dragon power, but it was not too powerful. The dragon power of the Ice Dragon Python in the Tribulation Land is much stronger than that.

But the cold breath came to his face, but it was of little effect to Xia Xin, who had experienced the glacial world, and his body was a little resistant.

Jiu Shao drank lightly: "Go." ”

The crystal-colored dragon rushed towards Xia Xin with a cold current, as if it was about to smash him to pieces.

Xia Xin's face remained unchanged, and fiery red spiritual power surged out. The relatively smaller fiery red dragon appeared, and under the drive of Xia Xin, collided with the ice dragon.

Spiritual power transformation is the sign of martial spirit, and the two people above the martial king will naturally be...

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