Seeing that Xuanyuan Po killed one person, Xie smashed the cylinder and his face changed, this is just a personal disciple in the sect, and it was once terrible to die one, and it was not easy to die again. The spiritual power also immediately surged from the major meridians to the calves, and the four cyclones under his feet appeared, and the condensation in his hands was struck together, and he went straight to Xuanyuan Po.

"You can't keep him!"

Behind Dugu was undefeated and condensed, Xuanyuan's speed increased again, which was comparable to the speed of the first swordsman, so that the distance was fleeting, and the True Yang Sword slashed through the air with a dazzling sword light, splitting Kaao in two from his head, blood and internal organs flowed out, and he couldn't die anymore, and at this time, Xie smashed the cylinder's blow to Xuanyuan a hundred years later.

Boy, you're looking for death!"

was killed by Xuanyuan Po and killed a personal disciple, Xie smashed the cylinder and was very angry, his spiritual power burst into his calf, and his speed was also improved, and he slapped Xuanyuan Po on the back with a palm without any fancy slack.

If the soul sword cultivation can be exposed, at this moment, a soul shield can be condensed after a hundred years, and they are not afraid of the blow of Xie smashing the cylinder, but at present, so many people, once the soul sword cultivation is exposed, it will be troublesome to spread out, so they have to coil their arms back and erect the True Yang Sword after a hundred years.

Touch!

Pedal Pedal Ped

With the True Yang Sword in one palm, Xuanyuan Po was shocked and took a few steps back, and the qi and blood in his body surged upward, and Xiao Cheng's full force blow could not be underestimated.

Seeing that his full force failed to hurt Xuanyuan Po with one blow, Xie smashed the cylinder and was also secretly frightened, although he did not use the spirit skill for this blow, but he also used all his strength, although he had a spirit sword to fight, but a Dacheng swordsman did not have much to do publicly, but he was frightened, Xie smashed the cylinder and immediately turned his palm into a fist and blasted out.

From Xuanyuan Po's attack to kill Ka Aoka, to Xie smashing the cylinder, it took only a dozen seconds, but the process was extremely dangerous, and the people of the Vientiane Sect were dizzying.

Looking at Xuanyuan Po's figure, Feng Qingxue's beautiful eyes flashed again and again, the same is a Dacheng swordsman, but Xuanyuan Po is much stronger than himself.

Seeing that this Xie smashed the cylinder unforgivingly, Xuanyuan Po's eyes sank, and after a hundred years, Dugu was undefeated and shaken, his limbs spun in vain, and a sword light shot out, so that Xie smashed the cylinder and had to turn the blow into guard.

Taking advantage of this time, Xuanyuan Po's spiritual power surged, and after a hundred years, he took out a few afterimages and flew into the air, because he couldn't fly, Xie smashed the cylinder and only stared at him, and his flying skills were not part of anyone.

"Old dog, wasn't it cool to fight just now, and now it's one after another. With his hands crossed over his chest, Xuanyuan looked at Xie Smashing the cylinder in a playful manner.

"Stinky boy, don't you insist on having a flying battle, if you dare to come down, I will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces. ”

Hearing Xie smashing the cylinder's words, Xuanyuan Po felt funny, so he allowed you to deal with the swordsman as a swordsman, so you don't need me to use flying skills: "You old dog, you don't have the ability to talk nonsense there, a small swordsman to deal with a big swordsman, why don't you say that you bully the small with the big." ”

"Damn little rabbit cub, don't think that if you have flying skills, I won't take anything to do with you, the disciples of the Vientiane Sect will listen to the order and shoot him down for me, I will definitely make him worse than dead!" Xuanyuan Po barked like an old dog, Xie Smashing the cylinder was already angry, and immediately gave an order.

More than a dozen crossbow arrows were aimed at Xuanyuan Po for a while, and arrows shot out together, as if they would never stop if they didn't shoot Xuanyuan Po, which was especially created that crossbow arrows could once hurt Jian Xiu.

"Xuanyuan Po!"

Worried that Xuanyuan Po would not be able to resist it, Feng Qingxue Li once ordered the spirit sword, and when a sharp blade more than two feet long appeared, Feng Qingxue was in his hand, the sword body was extremely thin, and the blade was as thin as a cicada's wings.

Ice Spirit Sword, the second thousand, eight hundred and ninety in the Three Thousand Sword Spectrum.

"Ice Spirit Sword, it's good, but your cultivation is too weak, Xiao Nizi, let's watch from the edge. ”

Xie smashed the cylinder too fine to the wind and snow, and seeing that he wanted to come over and destroy, the first generation rushed up, and together the printing method was condensed in the palm of the hand, and suddenly the wind and snow sounded.

"Water Dance Swordsmanship!"

Level 2 high-level sword technique, water dancing swordsmanship. Feng Qingxue urged his strongest sword technique in the first generation, but he didn't fight against Xie Smashing the cylinder's palm print, and a palm was slapped out, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face became pale.

"Qin Xue!"

"Damn! The big insect is not powerful, and I am really a sick cat!"

Seeing that Feng Qingxue was injured, Xuanyuan Po knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and eighty percent of the sword intent spread out, full of all around,

The small piece of air where Xuanyuan Po was suddenly roared with sword intent, and the air rippled.

"True Yang Sword Technique!"

The third-level primary sword technique True Yang Sword Technique encouraged, Xuanyuan Po danced sharply in the air with the True Yang Sword, and a fierce sword qi flew in all directions, and each sword qi could destroy a crossbow arrow.

"Ahh

"Elder save me!"

Whoa!

Under the sword aura of Bacheng Sword Intent, Dacheng Swordsman cultivation can still fight against it, but these remaining disciples are all below Dacheng Swordsman, either seriously injured or directly dead, in the blink of an eye, there were several first-time swordsmen who were killed, and even the two Xiaocheng swordsmen were seriously injured, one was cut off an arm, and the other was cut off both legs.

"What! little rabbit cub, I will never spare you!" As soon as he heard the voice of the disciples in the sect, Xie Smashing immediately looked back, but saw that the remaining disciples were being killed, and his eyes were suddenly split, and his spiritual power surged to his legs, his legs were coiled ninety degrees, and he suddenly jumped up, his arms stretched straight, and his five fingers were opened, coiled into claws, and tore towards Xuanyuan Po.

"Old dog, you're slow!"

Behind Dugu was undefeated and shaken, Xuanyuan swooped down with broken limbs, and flew away at the remaining eight disciples of the Vientiane Sect.

When Hou Quanquan saw that Xuanyuan Po could fight against Xie Smashing the cylinder, he was terrified, and when he saw Xuanyuan Po flying towards him, he didn't even have the courage to fight, so he immediately turned around and fled in a hurry.

"Hmph, I want to run. Baixun Finger!"

For this Hou Quan'an, Xuanyuan Po was also bored, and at the same time, he was the son of the Sword Marquis of the Vientiane Sect, so he was naturally the first to kill him, so Xuanyuan Po did not hesitate to use the third-level primary spiritual skill of the newly cultivated Lecheng.

Poof!

His eyes were extremely round, his head was lowered in a nutshell, and he looked at the sword fingers that pierced his heart, and a stream of blood gushed out of his throat, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Run!"

Even the son of the Sword Marquis dared to kill, the current young man is a killing god, how can these ordinary disciples of the Vientiane Sect dare to stay one after another, and immediately scatter and flee, but how can it compare to the speed of Xuanyuan Po, a few hands raised their swords and fell, and a few heads fell to the ground.

"Ah, little rabbit, I can't spare you!"

Because Xuanyuan Po is undefeated, Xie Smashing Cylinder has no measures to take Xuanyuan Po at all, and has to watch Xuanyuan Po kill all the disciples, and even the son of the sect master, most of these people are the elites of the sect, and he is a little repentant at this time Why did he breed Xuanyuan Po.

"No matter how many skills you have, you must pay for what you did today!" Xie smashed the cylinder and rolled around his spiritual power, and he had decided to kill Xuanyuan Po at all costs. He had a hunch that the current teenager would definitely deal a devastating blow to the Vientiane Sect.

"Old dog, can't you afford to play, you're next!"