Stabilizing his limbs, his fists and arms were numb At the same time, Wu Tao was secretly frightened, inheriting the same spiritual power retrograde, his own meridians were a little painful, how could Xuanyuan Po be the same as himself, but he didn't know that Xuanyuan Po because of every expansion of strong spiritual power to the meridians, the ability of the meridians to inherit spiritual power had long exceeded the same level.

"The peak of Xiaocheng's swordsman is nothing more than that!"

One trick was enough, and then you could go all out, only to see Huang Mang flash, the True Yang Sword was once held in his hand, the skin of his arm turned golden, and the big King Kong hand matched the True Yang Sword once became Xuanyuan's strongest wrist.

"True Yang Sword!Three Thousand Sword Spectrum Ranking Two Thousand Four Hundred and Fifty!"

When Xuanyuan Po used his sword to fight against the Blood Sword Ancestor before, Wu Tao felt a little familiar, but he didn't expect that it was really a True Yang Sword with a ranking of two thousand four hundred and fifty in the Three Thousand Sword Spectrum!

Although this Wu Tao is the peak of Xiao Chengling Swordsman, he was injured at this time, and the striking power that can be displayed is probably eighty percent of the current Xiao Chengling Swordsman Xie Gang used a first-level spiritual weapon to be strong, Xuanyuan Po had already been a stable winner in his heart, but the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that what was in front of him was not a rabbit, but a wounded big insect, Xuanyuan didn't want to capsize in the gutter.

Holding the True Yang Sword and stretching out his arm, ten percent of the sword intent burst out, this sharp sword intent is terrifying, and the beautiful eyes of the wind and snow are even more brilliant, although he does not have a sword body, he has an extreme sense of his own ice spirit sword, but even if he is bitter, he has become a swordsman with a sword intent to achieve seventy percent and Xuanyuan Po, it is really nothing, double sword cultivation, spirit sword cultivation has reached the peak of Dacheng swordsman, ten percent of sword intent, and the soul swordsman cultivation must not be weak, is this really just a fifteen-year-old boy can achieve the degree.

"What about the True Yang Sword, you are just a swordsman after all!" Wu Tao roared angrily, all the remaining spiritual power was released without preservation at this moment, and the courage of the peak of the Dacheng Swordsman was actually climbing with his hands!

"What, openly break through at this hour. ”

"Breakthrough? ”

"It's like a secret method, could it be that this Wu Tao used the Desperate Blood Burning Technique?"

"But after moving, I will definitely die, even if I defeat Xuanyuan Po, what is the use?"

This scene once again touched everyone's nerves, many people whispered again, Xuanyuan Po's face became solemn, the True Yang Sword in his hand shook, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised the True Yang Sword above his head, his eyes shot out of gold, and the spiritual power poured into the True Yang Sword, and the great natural power around him was also pulled towards the True Yang Sword, and the power of the True Yang Sword under the wrapping of ten percent of the sword intent has been rising.

"Haha, you only know that there is a Desperate Blood Burning Technique, and you don't know that there is a weakened version of the Blood Burning Technique, although the improved cultivation is relatively small, but the loss is only essence blood, not fatal. Xuanyuan Po, I know you are very strong, you can handle the peak of Xiaocheng Swordsman, what about Dacheng Swordsman!"

Following Wu Tao's words fell, his courage climbed to the Dacheng Swordsman, and at the same time, the power of the True Yang Sword had climbed to the extreme.

"Spirit Gathering Sword!"

At the same time, Xuanyuan broke the True Yang Sword and slashed at Wu Tao.

The last time the Spirit Gathering Sword was cast, the power only reached the third-level intermediate level, but this time it really reached the strongest level - the third-level high-level sword skill.

"Slash!"

There are ten layers of sword intent wrapped outside, and there is surging spiritual power inside, the True Yang Sword is slashed down with an incomparable courage, and the spiritual power of all the halls is converging towards the True Yang Sword, like spiritual skills and soul skills, unless the fourth-level level is reached, the great natural energy can be hooked, that is, the bitter gathering spirit sword reaches the third-level high-level, and it is only gathered, not hooked, but this is enough, you must know that even the highest spiritual skill of the Sorrowful Extreme Line is only the third-level high-level.

"Rock Breaking Fist!"

Cultivation has just reached Dacheng Swordsman, this moment is the most extreme time of courage, the elder Wu Tao's eyes flashed with gloom, Dacheng Swordsman's surging spiritual power passed through a Dao meridian pulse arm, the arm yellow glow flashed, and the next moment was a punch.

At this moment, except for the sorrowful extreme, all the people in the hall looked at these two people for help, and Feng Qingxue even had a heart in his throat.

Boom!

The blows of the two of them suddenly bombarded together, stirring up a circle of air, the waves spread in all directions, and the strong wind roared angrily, the two of them bore the brunt of it, and their limbs were shocked by the energy that spread again and again, Xuanyuan broke the tiger's mouth and cracked, the True Yang Sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, and flew away, Xuanyuan Po flew backwards in the same way, and fell to the ground and staggered a few steps to stabilize his limbs, his face was pale.

Tick, tick.

The sound of water droplets falling to the ground at this moment can be heard in the hall where a needle can be heard is particularly clear, looking in the direction from which the sound came from, I saw that the yellow mangs on Wu Tao's arm were all wiped out, and the blood trough of the deep bones extended from the shoulders to benefit the back, and the flesh was turned over and the blood flowed, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Good, so strong!"

"Is this Xuanyuan Po really not a hidden cultivator?"

"With the peak of the Dacheng Swordsman, the Dacheng Swordsman still has the upper hand, demon!"

“......”

Xuanyuan Po's strength was once thoroughly imprinted in the hearts of everyone in the hall at this time, this is an undefeated god of war, every time he faces a strong opponent, he can create a spectacular.

"True Yang Sword Technique!"

The fact of beating the water dog Xuanyuan Po will not let go, Wu Tao's right arm can not be moved even if it is not wasted at this time, and the combat power will drop by at least three or four percent, and the sword intent that was dispersed roared out again, just now the spirit gathering sword was raised to the strongest power and consumed nearly sixty percent of the spiritual power in Xuanyuan Po's body, and at this moment, the spiritual power is pouring into the True Yang Sword without any preservation, the sword body roared, outside its True Yang Sword, Yu Yu had a sword shadow that was close to the clear, no one saw it, and a touch of surprise flashed on the face of the sorrowful Jixing, and he immediately became lonely.

Following the appearance of this sword shadow, the courage of the True Yang Sword suddenly increased a lot, and even the courage with Xuanyuan Po seemed to have increased a lot.

The appearance of the sword intent in the True Yang Sword seemed to remain unchanged, Xuanyuan Po swept out with the True Yang Sword in his hand, and in the face of the True Yang Sword that was invisibly like something more at this time, the injured Wu Tao had to avoid its edge and retreated again and again.

Chop, sweep, slash, slash, swing, slash... The ten strokes of the True Yang Sword Technique were extremely traced by Xuanyuan Po, the moves were connected, the sword was fatal, the sword qi was crossed, the air was forced open to the naked eye, and the True Yang Sword had always been in a vacuum around it.

Ten moves have passed, Xuanyuan Po is still unfinished, and Wu Tao has time to breathe, the ten moves just now, the connection is perfect, there is no trace of unpreparedness, want to attack strongly, but if there is no sword shadow, the sharp sword qi makes it unable to help, and it is not enough to risk death to dodge, but even the bitterness is so, the limbs, limbs, and even the face are cut out by the sword qi, and the residual sword qi also blocks the wound of the wound.

With his eyes closed, Xuanyuan Po seemed to have entered a state of comprehension, and the opportunity would not come again, Wu Tao's palms and eyes quickly gathered, sweeping towards Xuanyuan Po, although he was worried that he would make a move at this time, but he couldn't control so much at the moment, and if he lost this battle, he would be at the end of the road.

Yu Guang has always been too careful and worried, seeing that he publicly had no intention of making a move, Wu Tao was overjoyed, and he exerted all his strength at this moment, but at most he had to seriously injure Xuanyuan Po, and would not kill him, although it was a gambling test, but the strong in this world were respected, and if he really killed Xuanyuan Po, what would happen to him.

But at this moment, a pair of dazzling and innocent spiritual power on Xuanyuan Po's back suddenly consolidated and unfolded, and immediately flew up to the top of the hall, Wu Tao slammed into the air with one palm, and the spiritual power immediately converged to his legs.

The True Yang Sword stood erected in front of his chest, and in an instant, two sword shadows, one on the left and one on the right, suddenly spread out and fell from the appearance of the True Yang Sword, and the smell of the two sword shadows made Wu Tao feel a trace of palpitations.

Dancing the True Yang Sword, the two swords also followed the True Yang Sword and danced together, the speed changed from slow to fast, and then to extremely fast, and the sword qi appeared in the air, Wu Tao knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and his feet stomped on the ground and jumped up, and the little spiritual power left wrapped his body, like a cannon that usually rushed towards Xuanyuan Po.

Xuanyuan Po's speed of dancing the True Yang Sword became faster and faster, once so fast that he dragged out an afterimage, and the naked eye could not tell whether it was a sword shadow or an afterimage.

Just when everyone was confused, two sword shadows flew out in an instant, who would have thought that the speed of this sword was so fast, not as soon as Wu Tao reacted, the two sword shadows once penetrated his chest one left and one right, and all the sword bodies were submerged. Wipe out immediately.

Wu Tao's face was full of half-belief, this level of blow had gone beyond the scope of a swordsman, and at the moment when these two sword shadows penetrated his chest, everything in his body had been destroyed by sword intent.

Poof!

At the moment after Wu Tao fell to the ground and died, Xuanyuan Po also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Ling Diao Lingyu was eliminated and fell from the air. However, the soul power is in charge of the limbs at this moment, and the limbs controlled by Xuanyuan Po fall to the ground.

"The eldest elder is dead, do you still want to commit the following crimes one after another!"

The sharp eyes swept over everyone, and Xuanyuan broke his mouth and said.

"How dare the disciple!"

Swept by Xuanyuan Po's eyes, everyone, even the two elders were no exception, they all immediately knelt on one knee, Xuanyuan Po had a force on his body at this moment, which made people want to worship.

"Qingxue, it's okay. In front of Feng Qingxue, Xuanyuan Po said with a light smile.

Looking at the young man in front of him who was four or five years younger than himself, Feng Qingxue's eyes blinked slightly, and he immediately knelt down on one knee, holding the palm seal in the palm of his hand and holding it high: "Please take the head seal of Xuanyuan!"

"Ah?!" Xuanyuan Po once helped Feng Qingxue up, and was shocked when he heard this, and he didn't know why it was good.

Not only Xuanyuan Po, some people in the hall looked at Feng Qingxue in shock, but after thinking about it, it was indeed a bit of a failure for Feng Qingxue to handle a sect with a Dacheng Sword Marquis, maybe this matter has passed, and there will be a second Wu Tao standing up next time, is Xuanyuan Po going to stay in Senluomen all the time, this is obviously not possible, and letting Xuanyuan Po be the head is undoubtedly the smartest decision.

"Please take the seal of the head of Xuanyuan!" Seeing that Xuanyuan Po did not move for a long time, Feng Qingxue bit his silver teeth and said again.

"Let's take it, if you can make a big start with your own main force, it will be much cheaper to deal with Fengyun Sect in the future. Just when Xuanyuan was uncertain, Chou Jixing suddenly transmitted a message to him.

"Qingxue, you get up first, I'll take over this position. Xuanyuan Po thought for a moment and said.

"Really?!" Feng Qingxue raised her head suddenly.

"Did I lie to you? ”

As if to confirm what he said, Xuanyuan Po picked up the seal of the head of the house, walked to the head of the seat, and raised it above his head: "I, Xuanyuan Po, will succeed the head of Senluomen here, and Senluomen will definitely play a big role!"

"Celebrate!"

"Celebrate!"

Everyone paid their respects, and they smiled lightly at this scene, and they were also polite.

Putting away the seal of the master, Xuanyuan Po's face became majestic: "Second elder, recruit the disciples in the sect, let's go and destroy it, Blood Demon Sect!"