A knife.

The sword flew out like a galaxy, shattered the sky, and fell in the most violent way, slashing down head-on.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanfa, Xuanwu God Shield!"

In the face of such a sky-shattering sword, Nan Li's eyes jumped wildly, not daring to be careless, his arms were raised, and he quickly urged the strongest defense of the Xuanwu Martial Soul.

The Xuanwu god carries a shield.

Rumble.

A loud bang rang out in vain.

The green essence rose to the sky, ten thousand feet high, and in an instant, the sky was enveloped.

Nan Li glanced at the green light barrier that shrouded his figure, his gaze looked towards Ling Xiao, the corners of his mouth lifted, and his expression was extremely arrogant.

As if to say, look how you break my defenses.

However.

The moment the crimson sword and the green barrier collided, Nanli's pupils dilated, revealing a touch of incredibleness.

Knife!

That's impossible!

How could his knife ......... Break my Xuanwu defenses?

You must know that the strongest thing about the Xuanwu martial soul is defense, invulnerability, water and fire.

Nanli has always been very confident in his defense.

In the Valley of the Holy Sword, there is even a saying: "The Three Absolute Swords, one sword, one emperor and one god, one of them is the defense of Nanli." ”

But this moment.

The sword rays released by the Great Evil King's knife had already been submerged into the back shield of the Xuanwu God, and the defensive barrier like a turtle shell appeared one after another to explode.

Nanli was overwhelmed, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, sliding down his cheeks.

Looked at.

Nalan Qingtian, Leng Wuchen, Lin Xiong and the three of them were terrified, they couldn't believe that Ling Xiao had broken through Nanli's defenses.

"Two senior brothers, hurry up, Senior Brother Nan won't be able to support it for long!" Nalan Qingtian said urgently, the golden sword wings flapped, turning into a spiritual light and falling from the nine heavens.

The figure rushed downward, and a sharp sword in his hand pointed directly at Ling Xiao's figure.

At the same time.

Leng Wuchen, Lin Xiong shot one after another, they all released the strongest blow, obviously preparing to kill Ling Xiao with one blow.

Never give him another chance.

That knife, it's terrifying.

Then.

Ling Xiao clenched the Great Evil King Knife in his palm, looked at the two people who came in front of him, the corners of his mouth rose up, and he smiled indifferently.

A knife breaks the common people.

One sword destroys all paths.

There is no attack, and one knife cannot be solved.

If so, then .......... Two knives.

With that in mind.

Raise your hand, go with your knife!

Demonic Prajna.

The fifth of the ten tribulations of the evil king.

Break the limits of martial arts with one sword.

The knife is out, and the people are destroyed.

The knife falls, and all souls die.

The power of this sword, in addition to having a killing accident that destroys the world and destroys the world, there are also burning gods, evil sounds of chaotic wisdom, and illusions hidden in the endless sword.

Swish!

Swish!

In the face of such a blow, Nalan Qingtian, Leng Wuchen's face was hideous to the extreme, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was full of vigilance and consternation.

Nevertheless.

The two did not back down.

Leng Wuchen Ten Thousand Sword Rope wrapped around his body, forming a huge whirlpool of swords, and he was suspended in the air, with a sound like thunder.

Kill the sky with a sword!

The other side.

Nalan Qingtian was wrapped in golden sword wings, like a golden battle armor, and suddenly, the golden sword wings opened, and three flying swords suddenly shot out.

A sword in an instant!

Now.

Whether it was Leng Wuchen, Nalan Qingtian, or Ling Xiao, they released the strongest blow.

Immeasurable brilliance raged in the nine heavens, and it was about to destroy this heaven and earth.

Knife light.

Sword Mang.

Forcibly divided the sky into two.

Leng Wuchen, Nalan Qingtian, and Nanli were the three of them, using all their strength, desperately blocking Ling Xiao's sword.

Lin Xiong.

That dark attribute sword cultivator, at this moment, disappeared without a trace.

Could it be that under the deterrence of Ling Xiao's sword, he fled?

Ling Xiao would never think so.

Dark attributes.

Good at hiding, covering up the breath, often killing people invisibly.

Ordinary monks always have nothing to do in the face of dark attribute monks, and most of them will die at their hands.

But in front of Ling Xiao, the so-called dark attribute is useless.

Hiding?

I'm sorry, but there is an eye of reincarnation.

No matter how secretive you are, you have nowhere to hide at a glance.

Hidden breath?

The eye of reincarnation, understand.

Then.

Ling Xiao's arms were outstretched, his toes tapped into the air, and his figure flew backwards.

The next second.

Where he stood, a silver light sliced the void to pieces.

100 zhang away.

Ling Xiao's figure stopped, and his backhand was a knife.

Sou.

The sword swept up like a stormy wave, galloping wildly, and then, a figure flew out.

Not someone else.

It was Lin Xiong who was hiding everywhere.

At the moment when he flew out, the sword in the sky exploded, and the loud sound shook the nine heavens and fell into the Yellow Spring.

Lin Xiong, Nalan Qingtian, cold and dustless, flew away from the south, like a kite with a broken line.

On the other hand.

Ling Xiao stood domineeringly, his expression was light and breezy, like a Ling Tian God of War.

Between a few breaths.

Air.

The shadow of the sword began to dissipate.......

Nalan Qingtian retreated to a hundred feet away, with blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth, looking extremely embarrassed.

Especially Nanli, there were traces of cracks on his chest, and blood was gurgling and flowing, which was shocking.

With one enemy and four enemies, you are invincible.

It's terrifying.

You must know that these four people are the leaders of the younger generation in the Holy Sword Valley.

Then.

Chu madman, Nangong Xuan and his party appeared beside Ling Xiao, all looking at him in disbelief.

Nangong Xuan was shocked and said: "Brother Ling, you are too strong, with one enemy against four, you are not injured at all, admire!"

The madman Chu echoed: "There is no reason, how long has it been, and the gap between us is so big?"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently and looked sideways at the two of them, "I, my cultivation is not as good as you!"

Nangong Xuan smiled bitterly: "Cultivation does not mean everything, combat power is the king!"

Ling Xiao nodded, "That's right, your combat power........ It's a bit low, indeed. ”

Forehead.

Chu madman, Nangong Xuan, Bingdao, and Leng Ke are all black lines.

How can there be such a shameless person in the world?

Nangong Xuan said: "Brother Ling, the war is over, eleven of us, fight you together, when the time comes, don't refuse!"

Smell.

Everyone laughed evilly, and their eyes fell on Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao sensed a hint of conspiracy, "If you don't fight with you, your own brothers, you should live in peace, and how much does it hurt your feelings?"

said.

He raised his head and looked at the four of Nalan Qingtian, "You want to fight, beat them!"

The voice fell.

Ling Xiao took the lead in sweeping the air and galloped forward, and behind him, eleven Chu madmen followed, murderous and ferocious, and the fierce aura swept the sky.

"Since Brother Ling won't fight us, let's beat them!"

Nangong Xuan looked at Leng Wuchen and the four of them, laughed evilly, and said in a loud voice.

Swish.

A knife flew out, clean and clean.

Facing Ling Xiao's sudden sword, Leng Wuchen and the four fled violently.

But can they really escape?

Nangong Xuan, Chu Madman and his party, as if they were crazy, pierced through the void and pounced.

Obviously, this is to take advantage of the injuries of the four Nalan Qingtian and completely kill him.

Victory or not?

It's called not counting.

Now, if Ling Xiao and the others were seriously injured, I believe that the four of Nalan Qingtian would not let them go.

So.

There can be no mercy to the enemy.

Swish.

A slash slashed through the air and hit Nanli's figure.

He didn't even have a chance to scream, and a huge bloody hole appeared in his chest.

Why did he die?

No way, who let him, run slowly?

Nanli was beheaded.

An explosion was heard.

Then.

Feng Lingyun appeared in the Holy Sword Valley position, and at this moment, she looked very embarrassed.

It can be seen that the nine days of killing are ruthless, and they have been served again.

Feng Lingyun stabilized his figure, glanced at Nan Li's whereabouts corpse, and said angrily: "Ling Xiao, you kill my disciple of the Holy Sword Valley, you ........."

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "Kill all of them, what can you do, you Holy Sword Valley, dissatisfied?"

Right now.

A voice like the punishment of the Nine Heavens came.

"Who, provoked the Valley of the Holy Sword?"