The three flame talismans are equivalent to the attacks of the three solid Yuan periods. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Beichen's mind is calm, it is a matter of life and death, and he does not dare to be careless.

Daozhen Sect Miaoming did hide a hand, and these three flame talismans were also his last hole cards.

Beichen, who has been crushing his opponent with a talisman, didn't expect that he would also be crushed.

Exhaling and exhaling, Beichen let out a loud roar, and the last flame talisman above his head exploded, and at the same time, even eight fire bomb talismans on his body also burned.

The flames converged and absorbed eight huge fire bombs and blocked in front of Benchen.

The two flames collided in the air, and the scorching breath covered several zhang squares.

Beichen moved his hands, and the huge turtle shell appeared in front of him again.

With a "bump" on the ground, the flames emitted by Miaoming, which had consumed seven layers of power, attacked the turtle shell. Beichen was shocked back for a few feet, and the corners of his mouth were red. On the shell of this giant tortoise, it was originally full of water spirit yuan, but this time, it was scorched.

Beichen secretly felt sorry for himself, this turtle shell, but he saved him from danger several times, and now it seems that he is afraid that it will be completely scrapped.

On Miaoming's side, after forcing Beichen back, he flew forward and reached out to grab the red aura.

The same situation appeared again, and Miao Ming also pounced, and the necklace stepped back a few points again. Reaching out several times, but not grabbing the necklace, Miao Ming's eyebrows furrowed.

Beichen flew over slowly, "Silly, if this thing is so easy to take, Ye would have taken it and retreated, what else could I do with you?"

Being so ridiculed by Beichen, Miaoming's eyes flashed with anger, and he looked at Beichen, who was slightly embarrassed in front of him, his mind was racing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After pressing down the anger in his eyes, Miao Ming said coldly: "Southern Xuanzong Beichen, can you dare to fight?"

Miao Ming stretched out his hand and waved away the disciples of the Dao Zhen Sect who had rushed to help in the battle.

Beichen looked at the four of them out of the corner of his eye, and found that they had fallen to the ground, close to the Dao Void Gate, and they were no longer worried about joining forces against the Dao Zhen Sect.

With a shock of spiritual power, Beichen clenched the green silver knife, and the ink washing also shook lightly on his right arm.

"A hot-blooded man, no one dares to fight!"

The sword of Miaoming was shocked, and a pure sword qi appeared coldly, and the aura of the whole person was completely changed. Since he met Beichen, he has been at a disadvantage in several fights, but even so, his face is still calm and warm as jade. However, at this moment, Miaoming is holding a sword, and the sword qi erupts all over his body, and the cold aura of killing permeates the whole body, just like an open sword, and it does not contain blood without seeing it.

Beichen Green Silver Knife was carried on his shoulder, and he sneered: "I know if your kid is a wolf or a poisonous wolf, I wonder, why is there no place for you among the eleven little sword masters of your Dao True Sect!"

The sword waved horizontally, his right leg was slightly bent, and his center of gravity shifted downward, Miao Ming looked at Beichen carefully, and replied: "It's just a false name, your Beichen's name is not very loud!"

"You are wrong, you haven't heard of my name, it can only mean that you are lonely and unheard, Nanxuanzong Xiaobeiba, how domineering, you should remember!"

"It's never too late to remember!"

The sound fell, Miao Ming stabbed straight with a sword, fast, ruthless, and accurate was vividly displayed by him, the sharp sword qi, cutting the void, and sparks bursting out.

With a round of Beichen's left hand, the green silver knife flew out rapidly and slashed at the back of Miaoming's sword with unmistakable accuracy.

Then, Beichen took a step forward, and the spiritual power of his left arm was shocked, pressing the green and silver knife, and resisted Miaoming's silver jade sword.

Beichen has absolute confidence in his own strength, and in the dantian in his body, the blood and spiritual power are rolling, allowing him to maintain high-end combat power at all times.

It's a pity that this time, Beichen miscalculated.

The corners of Miaoming's mouth were slightly upturned, and the spiritual power in his body was urged, and on his arm, a spiritual power visible to the naked eye held up the Zongfu and injected it all into the silver jade sword.

The body of the Miao Ming Silver Jade Sword was shocked, and Beichen was directly shocked out.

Beichen turned his head in the air, "Your Dao Zhenzong is really dark enough, there is a temple that covers up the cultivation of the ninth layer, even if you are still there!"

After fixing his eyes on Miaoming, Beichen's mind sank a little again. Miao Ming's age is definitely not much different from Beichen.

"This kid, at a young age, not only is he good at making talismans, but he has also broken through to the ninth layer of blood transformation, and he has also practiced this swordsmanship, I'm afraid it's not much worse than that Miaohuang, it's really a demon!"

Compared with Beichen's surprise, Miao Ming's heart was also a huge shock, he had already stepped into the ninth layer of blood, and in terms of foundation, it was definitely rare among his peers.

Beichen was only a newcomer to break through the eighth layer of blood, and he forcibly broke through with the help of external forces, and the blow just now didn't directly hurt him.

The eyes of the two paired, and they moved instantly, and the sword light and sword shadow collided together again.

In the distance, the battle for the other eleven treasures was also fierce. After all, Dao Ling Sect and Dao Xuan Sect are great sect backgrounds, and each has five peak disciples of blood transformation, sweeping the audience, and each harvesting two treasures.

The rest of the sects are still fighting, and even if they harvest treasures, they have changed hands several times, and they are inextricably killed.

Of course, the most intense fight on the scene is still here in Dao Zhenzong.

There was a conflict between Daozhen Sect and Northern Xuanzong over a treasure, and here Miaoming and Beichen fought together.

After the Daozhenzong brigade went to the Northern Xuanzong, the four of them lost the pressure, and the four of them joined forces to kill another ownerless treasure.

Miao Ming waved back the help of the Dao Zhen Sect, and with Beichen's pride, he naturally wouldn't want them to make a move.

High in the sky, a red streamer was stable somewhere, motionless, but the surrounding spiritual light contracted and stretched regularly.

Under the streamer, two figures, one sword and one sword, the battle is inseparable.

Beichen is an opponent in chess, and Miao Ming is also happy to see the hunt, the two of them gritted their teeth, and frantically urged the spiritual power in their bodies, bound to kill each other.

Miao Ming's swordsmanship is very exquisite, and he always forces Beichen to deal with it in embarrassment. The hatred in Beichen's heart, his "Xuanjian Seventy-two Styles" is really miserable, and the sword skills are not polished at all, it is nothing more than relying on brute force, and there is a ruthless spirit in his heart.

Of course, on Beichen's right arm, the weird and sharp ink washing also gave Miao Ming a headache. Although he tore holes on Beichen's body one after another, the other party's magic weapon also scratched a few blood marks on his arm.

After being pulled out of the chest by Miao Ming again, Beichen's eyes were fierce, and ten talismans appeared in a row.

The corner of Miao Ming's eyes jumped, he turned back with a sword, and stretched out his hand to shoot out ten talismans.

At the moment when Beichen released the talisman, the blood in his body suddenly shook, and a hot breath quickly filled the Dao body.

It seems that there is a restless force full of beastliness, scurrying around in Beichen's body, and he urgently needs to find a breakthrough to vent. The eight blood essences in his dantian were even more restless, and they actually beat in the dantian. At this moment, Beichen's face completely changed. You must know that the eight natal blood essences are where Benchen's cultivation is located, and the foundation is tied to it, if something goes wrong with them, then Beichen will be dead or alive today.

High in the sky, the red streamer suddenly shook, as if sensing the blood qi in Beichen's body, and the necklace began to tremble.

"What is this situation, how has it never been encountered before!"

While Beichen's body was stagnant, Miao Ming's sharp eyes and hands were fast, and he stabbed straight with a sword, aiming at Beichen's eyebrows.

"You're looking for death!"

Beichen roared fiercely, no longer deliberately suppressed, and the restless blood in his body, like a wild horse, galloped back and forth between the meridians in his body.

"Ahh

Yang Tian roared, Beichen's eyes were blood-red, his face was full of blood, his whole body was full of acupoints, and streams of hot blood and qi shot out.

Ten talismans in a row, all soaked in Beichen's blood, turned into huge fireballs, exploded with a bang, and all smashed towards Miaoming.

"How is it possible, why is the blood in your body so heavy!"

The sudden shock caught Miao Ming off guard. But seeing that the flying sword in his left hand was castrated, his right hand clenched his fist and smashed it with all his strength on the hilt of the silver jade sword. With the blessing of two spiritual powers, the silver jade sword turned into a lightning bolt and flew towards Beichen rapidly.

The moment the silver jade sword was taken off, Miao Ming held down his dantian with both hands. With a push of his hand and spiritual power, in the temple Ming Dantian, nine blood essences shook at the same time, and a stream of blood qi rushed straight to his throat, opened his mouth and spewed out, all of which invaded the talisman in front of him.

The two talismans collided together, and the huge anti-shock force threw Miao Ming far away, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

After stabilizing his body, Miao Ming's whole body was torn open several times, and the blood couldn't stop flowing out.

Not caring about his own situation at all, Miao Ming climbed his legs and shot towards Beichen quickly.

It's a pity that after the layers of smoke and dust cleared, what appeared in front of Miaoming's eyes was not Beichen, who was seriously injured and dying.

The silver jade sword shot by Miaoming was firmly clasped in the palm of Beichen's right hand, and only half an inch of the tip of the sword pierced into Beichen's right chest.

At this time, Beichen's blood was shocking, his long black hair was dyed red like fire by his own blood, and he stabbed straight behind him, staring at his bloodthirsty eyes, like a demon god descending into the world, and people were shocked to see it. On his left hand, he firmly grasped the crimson necklace.

After calming down a few breaths, Beichen moved his right hand, pulled out the silver jade sword, and threw it to Miaoming with a wave of his hand.

Miao Ming stretched out his hand and took the silver jade sword, his face was a little gloomy, "Nanxuanzong Xiaobeiba, I remember you!"

The corners of Beichen's bloody mouth went up, "Daozhen Sect Miaoming, you also left a deep memory on me!"

"This battle is not over, there will be a continuation!"

"The blood is not cold, I am waiting for you to challenge!"