Xiaoyao's mind began to be a little chaotic, and now although he had the help of heaven and earth, he had never practiced swordsmanship, and he couldn't immediately flash out a way to deal with it in his mind. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I could only watch with my eyes, and the Qi Sword of Fengyin Cultivation was already about to condense and form.

Within that black shadow, the powerful murderous aura under the rage came to the surface, and Xiaoyao couldn't help frowning.

At this time, it is too late to think of other ways, and the dead horse can only be used as a fire horse doctor. Lingzhi's faint voice of worry came from his ears.

"Out." The heart must be clear, and the mouth is a hasty clear drink, and the power of heaven and earth in the body is immediately mobilized, and it flows into the Zhuxian Sword in the palm of the hand along the blood.

I saw a substantial essence, and it was the gangster who wrapped the sword body. The jet-black characters on the body of the Zhuxian Sword flashed with Xuan Xuan's light again.

After some of the spirits of heaven and earth in his body merged into the sword, Xiaoyao felt that the whole person had become relaxed, and he was full of confidence when he tapped the light Zhuxian Sword in his palm.

After seeing that the air around Yin Xingxiu suddenly froze, everyone tensed their nerves, and watched Xiaoyao with bated breath, and there was no sound in the huge Changfeng Pavilion.

With a "whoosh", the Yin Xing Cultivation, which had accumulated all the evil qi, finally broke out.

Ten fierce spirit swords like ghosts burst out at the same time. Three feet away from the first three feet of the free face, a realm of breaking through the sky was torn out.

Except for the fierce sword in the center of Xiaoyao's eyebrows, the rest of the nine swords were divided into nine swords, and shot angrily at the nine places around Xiaoyao.

……

When Yin Xingxiu's fierce ten swords were launched, Ling Zhi drew his sword and wanted to fly up, but was held down by Tong Yang on the side with powerful spiritual power.

"Teacher?" Ling Zhi was puzzled.

"With your cultivation, you can only ask for hardships if you go up." Tongyang Road.

"But in charge, you can't watch Yin Xing cultivate and hurt my Changfeng Pavilion disciple and be indifferent!" Ling Zhi said a little angrily. At this time, she no longer cared about respecting her teacher, and her words were respectful.

If it weren't for himself, Xiaoyao wouldn't put himself in danger, all of this was because of his own fault.

"Teach him, he hasn't learned pure swordsmanship yet, and if he doesn't understand it, you have to help him!" Ling Xue was so anxious that she wanted to cry without tears, and said with a crying voice.

"Cher, don't be unreasonable." A burly, dignified-looking middle-aged man behind Tong Yang immediately reprimanded.

This man is Ling Zhengtian, the sword master elder of the Heavenly Sword Academy, who has the cultivation of the Earth Sword. At the same time, he is also Ling Xue's father.

Ling Xue didn't pay attention to her father's words, but looked at the Sect Elder with moist eyes, begging the elder to help him escape.

Tong Yang gritted his teeth deeply, slowly closed his eyes, and exhaled with a sullen face.

Everyone had already seen it at this time, Situ Yin, who was standing opposite Tong Yang, was watching the situation here.

As long as Tong Yang moves, Situ Yin's speed will probably be faster.

All of them were itching with hatred, and a pair of eyes with anger shot at Situ Yin one after another.

And in addition to glaring angrily, all they can do is to pray for Xiaoyao in their hearts, hoping that he can survive this catastrophe.

……

The tip of the Fierce Immortal Sword quickly enlarged in the pupils of the Fierce Sword, and the jet-black sword body instantly filled his eyes.

I saw that the figure of Xiaoyao was still motionless. At this time, he didn't know how to make a move, facing the ten sword lights in ten directions on his body, no matter how fast he was, it was impossible to take them all in an instant.

In a flash of his mind, the fierce sword with the cold glow of the ten sword tips was about to explode into Xiaoyao's body.

He could already imagine that after his body was pierced by the ten fierce swords, it was full of sword holes and dripping with blood.

Unable to bear the tip of the sword, the sparkling and cold Xiaoyao closed his eyes tightly, but the Zhuxian Sword in his hand was involuntarily out of his hand.

Feeling that the sword was in danger of his life, he suddenly turned into a green light and flashed out. The speed is beyond words and words.

The faint green light was still left in Xiaoyao's hand, but the sword had already repelled the ten fierce fierce swords.

Although the ten fierce swords were repulsed, they still formed a circle, enveloping Xiaoyao in it, and they were watching with fierce eyes.

The Zhuxian Sword is divided into two and two into four...... The erected sword bodies of the same ten divine mysteries were also conjured, forming a circle against the upper body of Xiaoyao, and they were constantly rotating.

Seeing Xiaoyao close his eyes, everyone couldn't help but sweat for it in their hearts, and it wasn't until this moment that everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Even Xiu Wen looked at the carefree person standing upright in the field, and he bowed his head a little ashamed.

Tong Yang couldn't help but praise: "This kid is really a strange person." ”

He knew that if he were to be himself, he would not be able to be so calm and relaxed at such a critical moment.

"Happy, good." Ling Xue's delicate voice praised.

Ling Zhi smiled with a smile, and her joy was beyond words.

In the midst of the scene, Shui Feng's expression was already as black as the black cover on the faces of Situ Yin's third master and apprentice.

Slowly opening his eyes, there was a hint of calm flowing in the smoke. Although Xiaoyao's heart was still shocked, after this moment of life and death, it also made Xiaoyao's heart a lot firmer.

Yin Xingxiu glanced over at Situ Yin, and found that his master, Yin Vulture's eyes, was also looking at him.

After feeling the dark gaze from his eyes, Yin Xingxiu's heart instantly gained confidence. Today's blow is too great for both himself and the Akatsuki Sect.

Before the appearance of the Changfeng Pavilion and the Akatsuki Sect, the relationship was originally evenly balanced. And now that the free water has been born, it is to disturb this calm pool.

For this troubled battle that has been entangled for hundreds of years, Situ Yin can't allow Changfeng Pavilion to have a disciple as powerful as Xiaoyao appear.

He was looking for an opportunity, looking for an opportunity to kill with one blow, and strangled Xiaoyao in the cradle of Changfeng Pavilion, even if he did not hesitate to tear his face with Changfeng Pavilion today.

But there is only one chance, and if you miss a shot, there is no chance. And if he hits with one blow and falls freely, no matter how angry Tong Yang is, it is impossible to gamble with the lives of the people in the human world and start a war with the Evil Sword Inn.