"Break it for me!"

Wu Xi's eyes were bloodshot, his ink hair danced wildly, and his eyes were cracked like a mad demon.

Hysterical drinking, like thunder, resounded in the sky. Then, the exercises in the body worked wildly, and the dantian nebula bloomed with dazzling stars, rumbling like a tide!

In an instant, the mystical inscriptions in the sword body of the Xingyao Sword were activated as the Xingyuan spiritual power was injected, and they erupted as bright as the sun and stars.

Suddenly, a larger and huge sword qi shot out from the sword body, slashing towards the light curtain formed by the azure glow below him.

Boom!!! exploded with an earth-shattering bang.

Click!!

In an instant, the blue light curtain was dim, and it continued to climb out of fine cracks, like broken glass, giving people a feeling of crumbling in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, a trace of disbelief and surprise appeared in Wu Xi's eyes.

He didn't expect that the Void Palace Realm cultivator's spiritual power light curtain would actually be broken by himself.

But now is obviously not the time to be happy, the strength in the hands has not decreased, but has become heavier.

The Xingyuan spiritual power in his body gushed out without hesitation and poured into the Xingyao Sword.

Immediately afterwards, the sword qi slashed on the light curtain, and as the spiritual power merged, the power became more powerful, bursting out like an indestructible divine sword, as if a sharp sword was constantly attacking this azure light curtain one after another.

At the same time, a sudden feeling of weakness rushed into Wu Xi's mind, causing him to be in a trance for a moment, and the power in his hand almost collapsed.

Hearing this, Wu Xi's heart tightened, and he knew that this was a sign that his spiritual power was about to be exhausted and his qi and blood were damaged. So there's not much time left for him. Although she can't beat Han Xin, at least let her know that she is not a soft persimmon and can be kneaded by her.

With this thought in mind, Wu Xi emerged with a resolute look.

"Broken!"

Wu Xi gritted his teeth and shouted.

The sound fell, and the black and white light print the size of the thumb of the eyebrows emerged, revealing an unpredictable and mysterious aura.

Suddenly, palm-sized vortices appeared in the void around Wu Xi's body, and in the vortex, black and white air currents burst out, surging towards the Xingyao Sword.

In the blink of an eye, I saw the black and white light patterns on the body of the Xingyao Sword shining, exuding a powerful and terrifying heart-palpitating and terrifying fluctuation of life and death.

At the same time, when he came into contact with the black and white light pattern blue light curtain, it melted in an instant like winter snow falling on boiling water, and he was extremely shocked.

You must know that this is Han Xin, who is a cultivator of the Void Palace Realm, using his own spiritual power to display a light curtain. Don't say that even if it is a smelting crystal realm, it can't damage half a point.

But now, just by touching the black and white light patterns lingering on the body of the Xingyao Sword, there is no resistance to corrode and dissolve.

One can imagine the terrifying power of this black and white light pattern.

Seeing this, a hint of danger appeared in Han Xin's beautiful eyes under the light curtain.

She naturally knew what the black and white light patterns that lingered on the body of the Xingyao Sword were.

The artistic conception of life and death is detached from the power of life and death contained between heaven and earth.

It has the power of ghosts and gods to be unpredictable, and gods and demons to make things easier.

Although it is not even Xiaocheng, it is easy to break the light curtain of her spiritual power casually.

Therefore, she did not have the slightest surprise.

However, no matter how deep and strong Wu Xi's comprehension of the artistic conception of life and death is, how much power can be mobilized for life and death. Just because there is a difference of three great realms between the two, it is not something that can be made up by an artistic conception of life and death.

The gap between the two is like a moat, with a difference between cloud and mud.

She was completely fearless, allowing Wu Xi to break the spiritual power light curtain she cast.

She wanted to see how many means the latter had.

With the support of the spiritual power of the light curtain, Han Xin's beautiful eyes were shining, and the corners of his lips were outlined with a hint of smile. Quietly watched as the spiritual power light curtain above the mantis head quickly melted and shattered under the attack and corrosion of the black and white light stripes.

Shout!!!

An ear-piercing sonic boom sounded, and I saw a sword qi wrapped in black and white airflow, passing through Han Xin's forehead.

Suddenly, the wisp that fell from the woman's forehead exuded a faint fragrance and green silk was cut off.

Hearing this, Han Xin's pretty face and beautiful eyes appeared a trace of incredible, but they were instantly replaced by a touch of anger.

Immediately afterwards, the woman once again angrily raised her snow-white jade arms, and her onion-white jade fingers clenched the slender and soft long whip.

Long whip wielding

In an instant, a strong wind howled within a radius of a thousand meters, and hundreds of fierce cold light glittering cyan wind blades appeared out of thin air.

"Go!"

The melodious sound of cold reprimand fell, and then Han Xinyu pointed with his hand, and the direction was Wu Xi in the sky above him.

Suddenly, the pale cyan wind blade wandered in the void as if it had found its target, like a tide cutting towards each other one after another.

Suddenly, the air cracked and cracked.

At this time, Wu Xi looked at him with shocked eyes, and roared towards him from all directions.

Above his head, his body was surrounded by wind blades, barely giving him the slightest space to dodge.

In an instant, cold sweat flowed from Wu Xi's forehead, although the wind blade had not yet fallen on him, it was like falling into an ice cellar, and the blood on his body was about to freeze.

The pale cyan wind blade has not yet arrived, but the young man's pale and bloodless handsome face is like a needle prick.

"Boy, be careful. ”

The pale cyan wind blade was fleeting, and in just a few breaths, it reached less than a meter around Wu Xi's body, giving people the feeling of wanting to cut him with a thousand knives and shatter his corpse, and this almost happened between the calcium carbide sparks, barely giving him time to react.

But even so, Wu Xi still relied on his instinct to wander between life and death countless times.

Directly gave up and continued to attack the light curtain, and at the same time, quickly mobilized the dantian spiritual power in his body and injected it into the Xingyao Sword.

Not only that, but he also mobilized the power of life and death around his body to turn into a black and white light curtain, with black and white lines outlined on the light curtain, giving people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling at a glance.

Bang!!

Immediately after, I saw that all the pale cyan wind blades fell on the black and white light curtain, and a metallic sound sounded. Apparently temporarily resisting the Wind Blade's attack.

Seeing this scene, Wu Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

But he also knew that in a hurry, using the power of life and death to condense and form a light curtain would not last long.

In fact, just as Wu Xi expected, under the endless attack of the pale cyan wind blade, the black and white light curtain only lasted a few breaths, and it already showed signs of shattering.

In a moment, cracks appeared that made Wu Xi's heart tremble slightly.

Seeing this, the palm of his hand clenching the hilt of the sword was soaked with a trace of sweat, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a clatter.

The spiritual power of the Xingyuan in the body rushed out from the dantian without stinginess.

Suddenly, I only heard a sound like a tide coming from his body.

Spiritual power poured into the Star Shining Sword, and the brilliant stars bloomed, and the person who stabbed couldn't open his eyes.

Suddenly, a terrifying energy fluctuation erupted from above the sword body.

In an instant, black and white sword qi shining with stars shot out from above the sword body, engulfing all around it, exuding heart-palpitating sword intent.

Boom!!!

A muffled thunder exploded, the black and white light curtain shattered, and in an instant, the overwhelming cyan wind blade roared towards Wu Xi like a stormy wave, and drowned it in the blink of an eye.

Huhuhu!!!

The gale howled, tearing everything apart, and the sound of a sonic boom rang out.

Looking at the slender and slender figure engulfed by the wind blade, a trace of surprise appeared in Han Xin's beautiful eyes.

"He can't die yet!"

Yu Yu sighed in his heart, just as Han Xin was about to withdraw the wind blade.

"Boom !!"

It was deafening and earth-shattering, and a loud bang resounded through the sky.

When the sound started, I saw a majestic wave of sword qi swept out in the center of the wind blade that submerged Wu Xi, rushing into the sky, enveloping the momentum of sweeping the world. Like a storm, it destroyed the surrounding cyan wind blades.

At the same time, a shocking scene appeared, only to see the terrifying incomparably sword qi storm, staggering violently, and from the eye of the wind cracked out of the peak road stairs about half a meter wide.

Suddenly, a slender and slender figure walked on the stairs of the wind path like a fairy, and walked down the stairs.

Looking at the sides of his body completely, the palpitating and terrifying sword qi stormed into nothing.

Trample!!!

The soles of his feet touched the ground, and the sword qi storm and cyan wind blade above the young man were all shattered, disappearing and voiding. For a moment, the wind was calm, as if nothing had ever happened before.

"Don't do these little things again, it's not good for you. ”

Seeing this, Han Xinqiao's face was cold, and a trace of helplessness appeared in her eyes.

Red Lips warned lightly.

For some reason, she didn't plan to take Wu Xi's life for the time being.

But the latter is not allowed to provoke himself, make small moves behind his back, and try to get rid of his control.

If she is satisfied, she may not be able to let Wu Xi go.

But the premise is that Wu Xi doesn't mess with her again.

Otherwise, no matter what Wu Xi's identity is and how amazing her origin is, she won't keep it.

As for the power in Wu Xi's body that made her heart palpitate, she only needed to hand over the former to the old lady of the ghost lineage.

That old lady cultivated to the heavens and the earth, and Wu Xi slaughtered her beloved descendants.

With her short-term temperament, it is estimated that Wu Xi's soul refining is light.

Of course, the corpse creature who died at the hands of Wu Xi was just one of the descendants of that old lady's beloved.

Therefore, although he attached importance to it, he still did not dare to send people to hunt down Wu Xi.

Only people can be selected from other branches.

Of course, Han Xin is not.

With her cultivation, the ghostly old lady would not easily order her to do anything.

And she is a human in front of her, although she has some sense of belonging to the corpse race, she still has not forgotten her identity as a human race.

Because of this, she didn't do it directly after she met Wu Xi.

Instead, he took him to the valley and sheltered him, avoiding the other corpse creatures from catching Wu Xi.

In a certain aspect, Han Xin has some kindness to Wu Xi.

But as for how long the latter will be sheltered, it is up to the latter to perform.

However, it is obvious that Wu Xi's strength has been recognized by her.

She is willing to take shelter for the time being.

Otherwise, how could Wu Xi be so comfortable to stay in the valley and cultivate.

Hearing this, a hint of surprise appeared on Wu Xi's pale and almost transparent face, he originally thought that Han Xin was going to do it.

was ready to use the power of Blood Bodhi, but he didn't expect that the latter would just leave with this fluttering word.

Obviously, there is no intention to pursue it further.