Liu Musheng, who was talking to Grandma Jinhua, suddenly stopped his words and looked up into the distance, with a shocked but surprised look in his eyes.

Grandma Jinhua's complexion also changed suddenly.

In the vicinity of Kaiyang City, a terrifying aura was erupting.

Her heart was pounding, and she felt like she wanted to suffocate.

"What is this!?"

Grandma Jinhua's heart seemed to be dragged by a big hand, and she almost couldn't breathe.

"My sect elder has arrived, and he is doing something with someone!"

Liu Musheng's shocked face was filled with joy.

This familiar majesty, he couldn't be more familiar.

Looking at this might, the other party must have made a move.

If the opponent is also a powerhouse of the Innate Extreme Realm, Chen Lin will not be the only one whose momentum is in full swing.

Then there is only one possibility, Chen Lin's deal is not a powerhouse of the Innate Extreme Realm.

Then, there is only one possibility.

"Fang Xiu!"

"Fang Xiu!"

Liu Musheng thought of it, and Grandma Jinhua also thought of it.

Liu Musheng laughed and said: "Fang Xiu's death this time, the elder of my sect has made a move, the Innate Extreme Realm has broken the boundary between heaven and man, and he has no chance of surviving even a martial artist who is not the day after tomorrow." ”

"I only hate the old body and can't kill him with my own hands. ”

Grandma Jinhua also had a look of relief in her eyes, and said through gritted teeth.

Liu Musheng had said before that there would be a master of the Flying Star Sword Sect coming.

It's just that I didn't expect this powerhouse of the Innate Extreme Realm to come so quickly.

Grandma Jinhua felt that if she faced a strong person who broke out with this might, it was estimated that she would not be able to hold it in the face.

Dead!

In her heart, Fang Xiu was already dead.

......

Death!

For the first time, Fang Xiu felt so close to him.

The innate extreme realm, the gap with the acquired martial artist is really too big.

In the face of Huangshan, he still has a chance to lose both.

But in the face of Chen Lin, he didn't even have a chance to escape.

Fang Xiu had already been locked by Chen Lin's qi at this time, and the vast abyss-like aura seemed to block the space, making him unable to move.

The pure white sword gang was like the sky falling, and it had not yet been completely cut off, and Fang Xiu's internal organs had been damaged by the impact.

Chen Lin stood empty, looking at Fang Xiu below indifferently.

"Slash!"

Spit out a word gently.

hand, holding the hilt of the Chengping sword.

The fear that emerged in Fang Xiu's heart fell silent, and the whole person became calm.

In the face of this fateful blow, Fang Xiu had no despair in his heart, and no other emotions.

Slash!

In the Chengping Sword, the mood of tyranny and killing is shouting.

It is not willing to perish.

It is not willing to be deprived of destruction.

Therefore, it must be unsheathed, even if it is destroyed, it must be cut out of its due edge.

"I have a sword drawing technique, please Elder Chenlin to taste it!"

At this moment, Fang Xiu's eyes were sharp, like a divine weapon about to be unsheathed.

Before the Chengping sword was unsheathed, the sword in the void suddenly sounded, as if countless sharp swords were trembling lightly and rejoicing.

"Sword Intent!"

Chen Lin looked at Fang Xiu's changes, and the incessant sword roar, even under his momentum, he couldn't suppress it.

Boom!

Raise your eyebrows and the sword is out of the sheath, and the sword qi breaks through the sky!

All kinds of sword sounds converged together, resounding in the square circle, and a magnificent sword intent rose from Fang Xiu's body, and Chen Lin's vast momentum was torn open at this moment.

Rumble!

The long sword slashed out, destroying the heavens and the earth, and the sword light of death burst out, shining different colors between the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, Fang Xiu had no fear in his eyes, nor did he waver.

Yes, it's just a stagnant move.

Yes, it just shatters everything.

Buzz - boom!

Heaven and earth were eclipsed at this moment.

The furious sword aura escaped and swept across the surrounding ground, turning everything it could touch into powder.

Moments later, the dust cleared.

Fang Xiu's hair was scattered, and he held the ordinary long sword pestle he had snatched before on the ground in his hand, supporting his body not to fall.

Now his internal organs are all displaced, the blood in his mouth can't stop spilling out, and in his other hand, he only holds half of the long sword, and the other half is stuck in the ground.

Chengping sword, broken!

"Ahem!"

The violent cough made Fang Xiu spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, his breath was depressed, and the fire of life seemed to dim at this moment.

"Huh...... If you can take over this seat, you are not much worse than the warriors on the hero list. ”

Chen Lin sighed lightly, and there was a different emotion in his indifferent eyes.

The sword gang just now, although it was just a casual act of his, did not use any strength at all.

However, that is not something that a first-class martial artist can take over.

The moment Fang Xiu burst out with all his strength just now, he saw the sword intent from the other party's body.

Chen Lin is also the first time to see the existence of artistic conception in the body of a first-class martial artist.

Fang Xiu's voice was low and weak, and he said, "Fang ...... Fang's style of drawing swordsmanship, Chen Lin Chang...... What do the elders think, ahem!"

As he spoke, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood without money.

"Drawing the sword, it's not bad, if you reach the innate extreme realm, it may not be the opponent of this seat, but the cultivation of the martial artist is the main thing, and any means are sideways.

Even if you have the mystical swordsmanship in your body, you will not be lucky enough to die!"

Chen Lin said, pointing out again.

In an instant, the wind and clouds converged and condensed into a sword gang, slashing down at Fang Xiu, who had no power to fight back below.

Fang Xiu looked at the slashed sword gang and smiled, although his breath was decadent, his eyes were unusually bright.

If he was given another chance, would he kill Su Ziyu?

If he didn't kill Su Ziyu, he wouldn't be able to be his soil emperor in Liucheng.

You can also be at ease, and then rely on the system lottery to reach the peak of life step by step.

It's a pity that there are no ifs.

Ask yourself, Fang Xiu never regretted killing Su Ziyu.

Even if he doesn't do it, Su Ziyu will not let him go if he covets his martial arts.

Instead of fighting back, it's better to take the initiative.

Even if it was because of this, his life was hanging by a thread now, Fang Xiu never regretted it.

The only thing he did wrong was that he didn't fail to leave Liu Muqing and the others at that time.

Otherwise, even if the East Window incident happened in the end, it would be impossible for the Flying Star Sword Sect to target him so quickly.

Fang Xiu didn't know if there would be another reincarnation after this death.

But he remembered a little.

If there is such a thing in the next life, no matter what the price he pays, he will kill people and eradicate the roots, and he will never leave any hidden dangers for himself.

Thoughts go by!

Fang Xiu raised his head slightly, looking up at the sword gang that had fallen down, and the people who were looking down on him.

Chen Lin's figure was firmly engraved in his mind.

This is the first time he has encountered someone who has driven him to his death, and it may also be the last.

Jian Gang, slashed down!

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