This scene, the result is somewhat ambiguous.

The holy monk was already holding a strange-shaped weapon in his hand, which was said to resemble a ruler, but it was longer and wider than the ruler, but it was a sword. But there is no blade or tip.

Onlookers can judge the situation only by the performance of both sides in the battle, and the two sides have a clearer understanding in the battle.

Xu Haihuang's mood became a little depressed, because this person's skills were really strange. Just now, he changed his movements. It seems that a strange aura was transmitted to Xu Haihuang along the two works in Xu Haihuang's hands.

This kind of breathing made Xu Haihuang very uncomfortable, and this kind of opponent's restraint also expected this.

In terms of body type, Xu Haihuang obviously has a great advantage, which may represent Xu Haihuang's physical fitness.

"Huh!"

Another sword shot out of the cold man's back, but this time he never put the tripod down again. Instead, he swung the strange mist in his hand and broke the sword directly.

He Xiaoqiu now basically came to the conclusion that the mist in the hands of this iceman must be the sword of a high monk, or even a shoddy cultural relic, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a powerful ability.

"Next, it's my turn. ”

The cold man's mouth opened, and then his body split into two identical identities.

It's not over yet. The fog in the man's hand also became three parts, and then into three different forms, namely a hammer, a shield, and a spear.

The breathing of the three indifferent people is almost the same, and even if he knows which one is the real body, it has no effect, because the real body and identity are exactly the same power.

Three cold people flashed towards Xu Haihuang in an instant. Xu Haihuang unleashed countless swords, blocking the way forward. But these three numbers suddenly changed the ranking. The cold man with the shield held it in front of him, and the other two figures hid behind him.

Xu Haihuang controlled the sword light and attacked the three people from all directions. However, it was at this time that this number reverted back to 1.

All the sword light was blocked by the black tripod again. Xu Haihuang was about to put his hand here, when his face suddenly changed.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, a long black snatch came from behind Emperor Emperor Xu Hai. If he hadn't complained that Qiu's Shen Cai was bright enough, he would probably have been seriously injured.

Xu Haihuang is not the only one who is proficient in space. This cold man seems to be very good at doing this.

He complained that two other cold people suddenly appeared in Qiu Ziming's consciousness. They unexpectedly came to Xu Haihuang's back.

The robbery was opened by the cold man who held the black robbery, and the robbery was just a light, but the real thing was still held by the cold person.

Unknowingly, he complained that Qiu was surrounded by these three cold people. The cooperation of these three people is very tacit, and it can even be described in two terrible words.

No matter how Xu Haihuang attacked, the figure with the shield would always appear in front of Xu Haihuang. Whenever he wanted to pull it out, the ruthless man with the black hammer would block Xu Haihuang's escape route with the hammer. As for the man with the black long robbery, he often robbed it from a cunning angle. As soon as he grabbed it, Xu Haihuang was a little tired of it.

"The Heavenly Pole Sword is dead!"

Xu Haihuang was forced to be helpless, but he continued to be so passive, so he naturally had to come up with his own plan.

Blue light erupted from Xu Haihuang's body, and Xu Haihuang took a sharp breath.

The blue light condensed directly into an entity, enveloping the whole person.

He complained that his pupils had narrowed in the fall, and finally he saw the nine swordsmanship immortals performed by Xu Haihuang.

At this time, another black shadow appeared from behind Xu Haihuang. Xu Haihuang naturally felt it, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he brandished three blue sword lamps directly at the three ruthless people.

The black shadow that was robbed was about to hit Xu Haihuang's body, but he was directly shocked by the blue ghost qi, and it had no effect at all.

Xu Haihuang has this kind of skill, which is very different from ordinary work. Generally speaking, the sword bones displayed in swordsmanship are condensed by the spirit of the sword to a certain extent, and the sword bones displayed by Xu Haihuang have innate strength and are sometimes able to communicate with the laws of the world. The power of the sword bone cannot be compared to the world.

Xu Haihuang's three swords did not hurt these three ruthless people, but Xu Haihuang's purpose was not to hit them.

"Bang!"

The light of the blue sword exploded directly, and then a crazy blue light quickly exploded, directly crushing the bodies of the three icemen, but did not cause any damage to the three people.

Huge swordsmanship appeared on these three ruthless people. He complained that Mr. Qiu finally understood why Xu Haihuang did this.

Because the sword body had been covered by the sword body, the next three ruthless people could not get rid of Xu Haihuang's detection.

Obviously, this time the cold man miscalculated a little.

The elders of the Templars were unconcerned. He still believes that his own people will win.

In the Divine Sect, the people who can recognize the identity of this cold person are not understood, they can only know the power of this person, and the Divine Sect Elder is one of them.

Although Xu Haihuang's strength was quite strong and his sword cultivation had also been strengthened, it was very difficult to find an opponent of the same level, but this ruthless person had never failed.

With the three talents of heaven and earth, the three ruthless people directly surrounded Xu He.

"Click"!

Blood splattered, and a deep bone wound appeared on the north side of Xu Haihuang. A black thread of inspiration floats on the wound.

This black shield is not only powerful and destructive, but also has a peculiar corrosiveness. Xu Haihuang felt a wave of dirty power surging from his wounds towards his body.

Another black light appeared, and that cold person obviously wouldn't let Xu Haihuang leave so easily. The black light happened to be the long snatch, shining directly on Xu Haihuang's eyebrows.

The blue air flow swirled around Xu Haihuang's body, and the speed became faster and faster. When the black streamer touched the blue swirl, it was directly crushed.

He Yanqiu's face was a little gloomy, his eyes were staring at the real body of this cold person, but this real body should give him an increasingly strange and vague feeling, as if he had disappeared into space.

Including Tianjianmen and the delivery staff, their mood was a little heavy. There was something wrong with the injured person that caused them intense uneasiness. If Xu Haihuang really lost this battle, then they wanted to be unscathed, and they were afraid that it would be impossible.

The wound behind Xu Haihuang was slowly healing, but his momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and his eyes were as beautiful as an eagle staring at its prey.

With that mysterious black shield, no matter how Xu Haihuang attacked, it would be difficult to hurt the true body of this cold man. Xu Haihuang knew that he could only win if he destroyed this black shield.

If he complained that Qiu Shaowei was too close to Xu Haihuang, he would definitely find that Xu Haihuang's body was undergoing drastic changes, which was a sign that his body had turned into a sword.

The blue sword in his hand glowed intensely. Xu Haihuang broke through a few more black lights. Then the sword in his hand fused with Xu Haihuang's Shen body in the strong light.

Powerful swordsmanship spread from all over Xu Haihuang's body, and the space of dozens of feet around him seemed to be torn apart by this swordsmanship.

(End of chapter)