Xiao Tian's pupils shrank, and he said in surprise, "These two swords of yours are half-step magic weapons!"

Xiao Jiange smiled slightly, exactly, and at the same time, there was a sudden murder in his heart.

Xiao Tian rarely restrained his expression and began to get serious.

"Pick up!" The black-clothed figure soared into the air, and under the faint moonlight, it seemed to coat Xiaotian with a layer of moonlight.

"Sizzle" A sword aura bloomed from Xiao Tian's sleeve.

The sword qi was wrapped around Xiao Tian's fingers, and he saw Xiao Tian's two fingers smearing the sword body, and the cold sword suddenly changed, as if covered with a layer of white mang ripples, and the sword qi was attached to the sword body, Xiao Tian slashed down with the sword power, like a waning moon falling to the ground, cutting through the void, and stirring up Dao ripples to slash Xiao Jiange.

Xiao Jiange didn't dare to be careless, at the moment the sword qi condensed, the surrounding rubble took off into the air and surrounded his body, the sword qi was connected, turning into a sword shadow, Xiao Jiange stretched out his hand and held the void.

Suddenly, an ice-blue cloud qi flying sword phantom intertwined in front of him, wanting to block this waning moon sword qi.

"Boom!" The flying sword was shattered, and the sword qi also dissipated, Xiao Jiange seized the opportunity to make a move Nine Heavens and Ten Lands and a sword line burst out, and the sword shadow broke out of the air, and in an instant, a sword rushed towards Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian's face did not change color, raised his sword to block horizontally, only to see a thunder snake burst out from the bright sword body, Xiao Tian's body also bloomed out of a thunder snake, blood and qi rushed to the sky, looking from a distance like a ball of purple thunder surging blood red light, Xiao Tian stood in it with a sword.

Xiao Tian did not hesitate to use the blood of beasts and pregnant spirits, wanting to take advantage of Xiao Jiange's move to engage in a close fight with him, and suppress him with his triple heavenly physique.

"Snort" came to kill with a move, Xiao Jiange's momentum was like a bamboo, and the sword shadow bombarded the cold sword blocked by Xiao Tianheng's sword.

"Boom" shook Xiao Tian's cold sword with a move, Xiao Jiange blasted out with a palm, it was the long-accumulated Northern Hell God Palm, the emerald skull palm print bombarded out and slapped on Xiao Tian's body.

Xiao Tian received a hard palm, and the same punch blasted out, exchanging injuries for injuries, and forcibly exchanging palms for punches with Xiao Jiange!

"Poof" bombarded the body with a powerful true qi spreading, shocking himself, Xiao Jiange was spitting red at the moment, squinting slightly.

On the other hand, Xiaotian resisted hard and did not change the color of his palm, and the two exchanged glances, both of which were tacit close-quarters combat, with swords and staggered swords, and intertwined fists and palms.

On the other side, Duan Yuran's sword shadows were one after another, swaying freely with one move, and the sword and sword intersected, endlessly, forcing the man in black to breathe.

The black-clothed man who fought with him was shocked, this person was just concentrating on the first heaven of the god realm and being able to resist his own double heaven, it was really terrifying.

The man in black did not hesitate to make a move, and a blood-red paw print condensed, and the paw print was surrounded by bats, which was extraordinary.

Duan Yuran's posture was fluttering, and he also made a great move, and an empty whirlpool appeared in front of him, slowly expanding, in that whirlpool, a phantom of the Yama Hall slowly emerged, and then, from the phantom of the Yama Palace, a trace of ripples appeared, and a sword qi that seemed to come from hell slowly came out, and the sword body was wrapped around black chains, exuding a terrifying aura.

Looking at Zhu Wen again, Zhu Wen had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the simple long knife in his hand was like a wild one, and the knife was close to the point.

The blue flames of the blade swirled, and the air was surging.

"Snort" Zhu Wen turned into a half-lonely blue flame in an instant, the simple long knife in his hand was stained with blood, and a knife wound on the lower abdomen of the man in black spread, dripping with blood, and the flesh and blood were charred.

The man in black had cold sweat on his forehead, this person's offensive was too intensive, and he didn't give people a chance to breathe, and he fell into a bitter battle.

Nangong Song and Dance The situation was a little bad, the sword wound on the body Dao Dao, although it was a flesh wound, but the two fought Nangong Song and Dance was suppressed by the sword of the man in black, Nangong Song and Dance Heavy Sword opened and closed, but the opponent's figure was ghostly, the speed was fast, and he dodged his attacks one by one in a flash.

And the man in black made a move with one sword after another, without blinking, Nangong Song and Dance struggled to resist, but fortunately, the opponent's sword was fast, and it was not enough to pose a fatal threat to Nangong Song and Dance for the time being.

The four sides fought, the sword light and sword shadows in the void were scattered, and the true qi was rippling, under the sword qi and sword qi, a wild horse galloped, and the carriage pulled behind him had turned into nothingness.

In the distance from the battlefield, there are corpses lying here, all of them are warriors in the rivers and lakes, there are old men, there are rich sons, white-faced scholars, their corpses are staggered and vertical, at a glance, there is a black press, roughly estimated that there are hundreds of people.

A white-clothed scholar stood faintly, only to see that there was a bloody hole in his heart, which was pitch black and empty, and his heart was hollowed out.

His face was as pale as paper, his cheeks were intertwined with scarlet sword marks, he was already disfigured, the hair on his forehead was fluttering, and his eyes were deep and gloomy, looking at the battlefield in the distance.

"As long as I kill them all, will you be willing to use the Soul Gathering Technique again to resurrect my wife?" the white-clothed scholar asked the old man standing beside him lightly, the old man was wearing a white robe and embroidered with Juzi on his chest.

This old man is actually the steward of the treasure building to receive guests from all walks of life!

At this moment, he changed from the respectful and polite appearance when he received the guests before, and replaced it with an indifferent face, with a desolation in his deep eyes.

"Xuan Xuozi, I Jubaolou killed hundreds of people and used the Soul Gathering Technique to resurrect you just to make this deal with you, you don't want to get an inch. The steward stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly.

"I have seen the methods of Jubaolou, but a few condensation level exercises, one magic weapon is enough to exchange my wife for resurrection, even if a person like me is not a ghost or a ghost. Xuan Xuzi said lightly.

He is the person who was killed by the negative sword Baili Ling, the seventh on the merry list, the white-clothed scholar who has reached the peak of forging his soul, Xuan Xuzi.

At the peak, the cultivation was even more powerful, and the blind monk had no intention of being a little bit, but he was helplessly approached by Bai Liling, who threatened to slaughter the world's negative people with a sword.

failed in three moves, and was even more dug out of his heart and ruined his face, and even his wife was not spared, just because he was responsible for the Hongchen woman who helped him enter Beijing.

Unexpectedly, the bodies of the two of them were taken over by the Treasure Building, and he was forcibly resurrected by the owner of the Treasure Building with the technique of gathering souls.

Even so, his cultivation can be said to have fallen, and the soul that was once the strongest is now full of holes, even so, he is still a master of the four heavens of the condensation realm, although it is no longer the same as back then, and now it is relatively easy to kill a few ants of the three heavens of the condensation realm and the first heaven of the condensing realm.

"Oh, you have to understand that I didn't want you to resurrect you, but just to make a deal with you!" the steward said in a more aggravated tone.

"If it was Xuan Xuozi, who was seventh on the merry list that year, I could still bow my head respectfully and beg for it. ”

"But now, you're just a martial artist who has cultivated in the four heavens of the Condensing God Realm!" said the steward lightly, his body was shocked, and the five heavens of the Condensation Realm were unfolded, and he was actually a cave cultivator who could be called a Venerable, if he was the original Xuanxuzi, he would not dare to be so arrogant, after all, although the Xuanxuzi at the peak of the original was the four heavens of the Condensing Realm, but even so, he was still able to take the head of the sixfold heaven cultivation with his bare hands.

As the steward's cultivation unfolded, Xuan Xuozi's eyes became a little solemn.

"Aren't you afraid that I will leak all the shady scenes of your treasure building?" asked Xuan Xuzi lightly.

"Leak it? You can try, I promise your wife's bones will be brutalized. ”

"You may be able to escape from me, but your wife will be resurrected by me with Soul Gathering and thrown into the kiln, and you and I know what will happen. The steward smiled disapprecitatively, and the flat words made people feel chills all over.

"You!" Xuan Xuozi's eyes froze, a trace of murderous aura emanated from his eyebrows, and at the same time, he was terrified of Jubaolou's methods in his heart.

No one knew that a steward was actually the owner of the Treasure Building, but it is conceivable that when they first entered the Treasure Building, they brushed shoulders with death.

And in this way, its treasure building will not only know the number of its guests, but also the depth of cultivation, so that they can eat black.

In an auction, who paid the price to take the auction items was actually well known by Jubaolou.

Xuan Xuozi looked down at the corpses crisscrossing the ground, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

These corpses are all the corpses of the warriors who participated in the auction and took away the treasures.

And he was resurrected by using the Soul Gathering Technique at the cost of the deaths of these hundred people.

The role is to let yourself snatch it, so that even if you fail, no one will suspect Jubaolou, and Jubaolou is still a fair trading place.

As everyone knows, two-thirds of the auction items have already been recovered into the hands of the owner of the Treasure Building.

And that third is just a deliberate attempt to let go to create a reputation for the Treasure Building.

Xuan Xuozi once again felt fear of a person, and this person's scheming was no different from himself back then.

Its first person is the negative sword Baili Ling.

"How, what are you thinking about?" said the steward lightly.

Previously, the black hand keeper Bai Yuqin entrusted it to the man in black, and these circumstances were naturally in the information of the steward.

The things in the treasure building are not so easy to take, let alone a magic weapon!

There was a gloomy look in the steward's eyes, and a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

"There is not much time left, business is a trickle, if you want to resurrect your wife, it is easy to say, there will definitely be a place to use you in the future, and if you want me to be able to trust and reuse, then give me a good performance" The steward said, his words were plain, but there was a sense of magic.

"This transaction is the reward for your resurrection, if it is done, there will be a chance to resurrect your wife in the future, if you don't do it, you know what will happen. The steward said lightly.

"Why don't you take it yourself, it's enough to clean up these people with your strength. Xuan Xuzi asked.

"I can't make a move, one is afraid of being exposed, and the other is that the person with the magic weapon Bai Yuqin is equivalent to having the four heavenly cultivation of the Condensing Realm, and it is not good to kill with a snap of his fingers. ”

"Three, maybe the mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and there is an eagle behind the yellow finch?" the steward smiled and looked at Xuan Xuozi.

Xuan Xuozi's heart was shocked, such a cautious person.

"How?" asked the steward faintly.

"I hope that as you said, I can resurrect my wife in the future!" Xuan Xuozi gritted his teeth, he was currently forced to do what he wanted, and at the same time, a trace of essence flashed in Xuan Xuozi's eyes, and he had a series of cases in his heart.

"When their battle situation is settled, you will make a move!" The steward smiled faintly, sensing the essence in Xuan Xuozi's eyes, and did not think so.

How did the Soul Gathering Technique come from such an evil technique? Who is the Negative Heart Sword Baili Ling? The steward couldn't help but sigh when he thought about it.

After all, his own huge treasure building is just a chess piece, at the mercy of himself, and at the mercy of others.

The world is impermanent, and darkness is always hidden beneath the surface of light.