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"You are already on the second floor of Guyuan, do you fight chicken blood every day, it's not been a year!"

What surprised Beichen was not only the abrupt sword of the mourning sword, but also his cultivation. In less than a year, the Mourning Sword Temple Feng was actually promoted from the ninth layer of blood transformation to the second layer of Guyuan, which was even more demonic than that of Beichen.

Miaofeng was respected by the Daozhen Sect as the eleven little sword masters, and now he is one of the nine little sword masters, it is foreseeable that the Daozhen Sect will definitely not pull out the seedlings to help them grow. In this way, this temple Feng's qualifications are too rebellious, and in less than a year, it has been cultivated to the third level in a row.

"In order to kill you with my own hands, I have never dared to slack off in the past year. ”

Miaofeng's magic sword was raised again, and the spiritual power in his body was agitated, and as his sword qi dispersed, there was a hidden mourning qi flowing out of the surroundings.

Beichen's eyes sank, Mourning Sword Temple Feng was definitely not an ordinary second-layer Guyuan monk, his strength should definitely not be underestimated.

Mourning Sword Miaofeng is the little sword master of the Daozhen Sect, and his appearance on the battlefield naturally quickly attracted the attention of many people.

On the side of Southern Xuanzong, Fei Chen and several people were all stumped, and the high-level disciples of Guyuan such as Feifu also had their own opponents, and there was really no one who could support Beichen for a while.

Beichen's right arm shook, and the green silver knife flew out, and after a rotation around his body, he firmly held it in his left hand.

"Left-handed sword, don't you feel weak?"

"Fight you enough!"

Miaofeng stabbed with a sword, the slight yang converged on the cold town, and the cold air diffused out, approaching Beichen.

In the face of the desperate move, Beichen didn't dare to be careless, the spiritual power in his body was shocked, permeating the body, resisting the erosion of frustration, and the green and silver knife in his hand was raised, shaking the tip of the temple sword.

"Is Miaohuang dead?"

Beichen deliberately squeezed a sentence, Miaofeng's face suddenly changed, and a sword and lightning stabbed out, as fast as a storm crossing.

Beichen's eyes were cold, and the green silver knife slashed backhand, shaking Miao Feng open, and from Miao Feng's instant change of face just now, he knew that Miao Huang was afraid that he was still alive.

Miaoming, Miaohuang, Miaofeng, as well as the two brothers and sisters of Miaozhen and Miaoshang who died at his hands, seemed to have offended several potential disciples of the Daozhen Sect.

"If that's the case, then I can't let you leave alive today!"

Beichen whispered, the blade in his hand changed again, and he slashed the god with one sword, and came out.

Sensing the instantaneous change in the aura around Beichen's body, Miaofeng's face sank, and his state changed from cautious to cautious, walking on thin ice, not daring to be careless.

When Beichen was still in the seventh layer of blood, in the situation that the enemy was strong and I was weak, he successfully counterattacked the thoughtful Miaohuang and beat him to death.

In the current situation, although his realm is two orders higher than Beichen, he can't even gain the upper hand for a while, which shows that this person is extraordinary.

Although the two have different thoughts, they both have the intention of killing each other.

"The cold sun is glorious and the sky is gone!"

A sword comes out, the frustration appears, a hundred ghosts come to the court, and the four fields are killed.

The swords collided, each of them was forced, and the corners of their mouths were red.

Since Beichen practiced, the invincible sword slashed the gods, and was broken by the frustration on the Miaofeng sword, although the two were injured, after all, Beichen fell down, and was invaded by a wisp of frustration, and the operation of spiritual power in the body became obscure.

"I am frustrated on the sword, unique, since breaking through the Guyuan realm, I have never used it, you can become the first revenant under the sword, it is an honor!"

"The conceited person often dies the fastest!"

The knife came out again and again, the blood in Beichen's body was agitated, the essence of the blood cast the blade, and the sword was powerful, alarming the four fields!

"Wipe out with one sword!"

Miao Feng didn't dare to be careless, and raised his sword to make a new move, "The ghost comes out of six ways, one sword commands, Leng Yang is treacherous and kills the gods!"

A sword to destroy the body, a sword to kill the gods, the two of them do not give in, and the extreme moves collide head-on. Suddenly, the aura around him changed, the blood was full of energy, and the ghosts were screaming!

Beichen's body was shocked, and he took a few steps back, and several evil ghosts took the opportunity to drill into his body, and he was frozen and sealed.

Miaofeng was also shaken back, his blood and qi in his body were corrupted, and he was injured by Beichen's sword qi. Without the slightest hesitation, Miao Feng stabilized his body for the first time, and then took out his sword strongly.

"Senluo is bitter, and the dark sun is scorching and dying!"

Before the sword move arrived, Beichen was already feeling the pressure.

His eyes were covered with blood, Beichen stabbed to the ground, his fists opened and closed, and his blood was permeated. Beichen condensed the blood qi of his whole body on top of the fist, and bombarded the green and silver knife hilt at the same time.

Suddenly, the blood qi accumulated, turning into dark red blood light, infiltrating the whole body of the green and silver knife. The knife strength that was forced to the top, the blood qi that was urged to the limit, deduced the third form of the seven slashes of the knife: one knife destroys the road!

There was a loud bang, smoke and dust rose from the ground around Beichen's body, and thunder fell from the clear sky.

The green and silver knife was unmanned, turning into a magnificent sword light, entrusting the power of heaven, thunder, earth and fire, and quickly came out to meet Miaofeng head-on.

Miaofeng's sword move went to the limit, without the slightest hesitation, and collided head-on with Beichen's sword strength.

The magic sword shattered, the blade was broken, and the two destructive forces collided, breaking through the limit and bursting the two lower-grade mysterious weapons.

With the strength of the recoil, Beichen raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of vermilion. Miaofeng's whole body trembled, and he also spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Beichen was amazed by Miaofeng's combat power, how could Miaofeng not be frightened by Beichen's strength!

His right arm shook, and the ink washing that had been lurking under the Beichen sect's uniform turned into black light and flew away. The sharp sky needle trembled rapidly, piercing the air, and instantly forced to the center of Miaofeng's eyebrows.

Miao Feng's eyebrows ached, and before he could touch the Ruitian Needle, his skin was pierced, and a wisp of blood flowed.

In the face of danger, Miaofeng's spiritual power condensed the two fingers of his right hand, turned into a sword finger, and dotted on the tip of the Ruitian Needle.

The sharp needle was knocked away, Miao Feng's fingers were also dripping with blood, ten fingers connected to the heart, and a heart-piercing pain suddenly penetrated into the heart, but Miao Feng's face did not change in the slightest.

"You're using me to test the knife?"

Miao Feng's face was gloomy and terrifying, he knew that Beichen definitely did his best, but his means were not exhausted. At least, as far as Miao Feng knows, Beichen's cultivation above the Fu Gong is definitely no worse than his own sword skills.

"Hehe, the little sword master of the Dao True Sect is enough to make a whetstone. ”

Strongly pressing the explosive spiritual power in his body, Beichen reached out and clasped the talisman on his waist.

After touching out four green vine talismans in a row and levitating above his head, Beichen looked at the temple with a wicked smile.

"Zhongpin Yuanfu, Beichen, you are really terrible, I can't leave you today!"

The bloodied fingers condensed, and a shocking sword qi erupted, and its power surpassed the early stage of the Guyuan Dynasty and reached the middle stage of the Guyuan Dynasty.

"I'm curious, where did you get the confidence to kill me, just with your only remaining sword qi?"

"Since I cultivated the truth, I have been obsessed with the sword, and my whole cultivation is above the sword intent, if you dare to underestimate it, you must have the consciousness of death!"

The sword command sprinkled, and four sword qi were struck in a row, each of which had the attack power of the middle stage of the solid yuan.

After breaking through the bottleneck of the Guyuan Period, the combat power soared, even if the magic sword was lost, there was still an invincible power of the same level. The tiger falls in Pingyang, it is still a tiger!

Beichen's divine sense moved, and the four green vine talismans were urged at the same time, and the green vines in the sky bombarded out, colliding with the four sword qi.

"You are depressed and demons have entered your body, even if your origin is strong, how long can you support it, you will eventually be defeated. ”

"Talking so much nonsense, do you want me to stand still here, waiting for you to kill, just evil, how can I endure it!"

Looking up to the sky, there was a loud shout, and in the Beichen dantian, the qi and blood exploded, and the thunder and lightning imprints that had been hidden in it spun rapidly.

Crackling, several thunderbolts erupted from the imprint, wandering within the body's hundreds of remains, shattering all the evil qi and forcing it out of the body.

"Thunder and lightning spell, how is it possible, you are just at the peak of blood!"

"There's so much more you don't know. ”

As soon as his legs climbed, Beichen shot out, and at the same time that the ink washing swirled and flew into the back of Miaofeng's heart, his arms shook, and the two fists with the power of thunder and lightning rushed straight to Miaofeng's chest and abdomen.

Miao Feng's whole body was cold, and the sword qi erupted, and a sky-high sword intent rushed out of his body, which was incomprehensible.

"The evil ghosts are happy, and the frost and frost of the twilight are gone!"

The sword intent condensed, and around him it actually converged into a sky-high sword light, guarding him from beginning to end.

The sharp sky needle was shocked by the sword qi and flew out.

Beichen's fists really hit the sword light, and the two forces impacted, and there was a huge shock in their respective bodies.

"Break it for me!"

With a loud shout, Beichen's fists were full of blood, and the power of thunder and lightning struck out wildly.

The sound of air bursting sounded, and the sword intent that Miaofeng was proud of was destroyed by Beichen.

The punches did not stop, and Beichen's fists were firmly imprinted on Miaofeng's chest.

opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, Miaofeng was knocked out by Beichen, and the thunder and lightning entered his body, scorching his whole body black, and he looked embarrassed.

Beichen was devoured by Miaofeng's sword qi, and there seemed to be countless small sword lights in his body, rushing towards him, destroying his Dao body, and it was difficult to condense spiritual power to kill Miaofeng for a while.

"How so?"

The disciples of the two sects who were paying attention to the war here on the side were shocked inexplicably.

The name of the little sword master of Miaofeng is well deserved, and after being promoted to the second layer of Guyuan, his strength is even more superb, and he is directly chasing the veteran disciples in the middle of Guyuan.

In particular, the method of mourning the sword that he has been practicing is strange and inexplicable, and his combat power is amazing.

Now, he was defeated at the hands of a disciple of the Southern Xuanzong Transformation Period, what a rebellious qualification this should be!

Here in Southern Xuanzong, it is naturally shocking and inexplicable, the fourth mountain Beichen, worthy of the name of Xiaobeiba!

"Protect Beichen!"

Feifu was high in the sky, shouting, pulling everyone's minds back to the battlefield.

"Protect the Death Sword!"

Where is the Daozhen Sect, there are also disciples shouting.

"Die!"

Beichen's ferociousness was mentioned again, and the remaining three green vine talismans above his head were urged again, and he attacked three times in a row, one hitting the two Daozhen Sect Guyuan third-layer monks who were forcing him to kill, and two attacked towards Miaofeng, who was already unconscious.

It's a pity that it's a slow step after all. On the battlefield, although the Daozhen Sect was counterattacked, it still retained its advantage, and there were already two disciples in the middle of the Guyuan Dynasty who were in front of Miaofeng.

After the energy in his body was exhausted, Beichen's body also began to tremble, and he was really shaky.

"Kill him!"

The leading disciple of the Daozhen Sect shouted loudly again. He had already realized the extraordinaryness of this disciple of Nan Xuanzong, and wanted to kill him.

The two disciples of the Daozhen Sect in the middle of the Guyuan Dynasty gave up their opponents and slashed towards Beichen one after another.

In Beichen's eyes, a cold light flashed, "You are looking for death!"

Opening his mouth and spurting out a mouthful of blood, several flame talismans and frost talismans appeared around Beichen's body at the same time.

"Damn, you're so shameless!"

"Get out of the way!"

Beichen Fu has not yet been urged, Fei Yuan and Fei Yan have joined forces to kill, although the two of them are covered in blood, but their combat power is undiminished, and they are ruthless, and Beichen who sees it mutters in their hearts!

Fei Chen and Fei Dun also successfully killed their opponents, one after the other, protecting Beichen in the middle.