Brother Great.

One of the three super powerhouses of the Senluo God Dynasty.

Ye Jixuan.

His figure appeared, his gaze fell on Ling Xiao, and his voice was hoarse, "Peerless Sword Cultivator, if I don't kill you, there will definitely be a sword cultivator who is proud of the sky in this world in the future." ”

As he spoke, he paused and continued: "Emperor Qin, don't worry, the old man won't make you too miserable!"

The next second.

His figure was suspended in the air, his palm pressed down, "Fall!"

As the sound spreads.

A huge white light appeared behind Ye Jixuan, dazzling, and in the next moment, a huge palm fell in the white light, shattering the sky and crushing towards Ling Xiao's body.

Like the Buddha's five-fingered mountain.

And Ling Xiao is the Monkey King under his control.

Rumble.

The giant palm fell, and the white light completely annihilated Ling Xiao.

I saw his figure retreating towards the storm, blood arrows spurting out of his mouth, and the Qiankun spirit armor on his figure exploded.

Apparently.

Ye Jixuan's blow caused Ling Xiao to suffer severe trauma.

100 zhang away.

Ling Xiao stopped, and the power of the bloodline that erupted in his body was also suppressed by a blow.

Then.

Ye Jixuan looked down, his eyes fell on Ling Xiao, like a supreme powerhouse, looking at ants.

"Emperor Qin, you are still too young after all. ”

Ling Xiao said: "Yes, I am still young, if I reach your age, it is estimated that one finger can cripple you!"

Ye Jixuan said: "Death is coming, and you are still talking fast." ”

The voice fell.

His figure broke through the air and forward, appearing in front of Ling Xiao in the blink of an eye, just about to raise his hand to strike.

Ling Xiao said in a deep voice: "Wait!"

Ye Jixuan's dangling arm stopped, "Death is coming, what else do you have to say." ”

Ling Xiao said: "I just want to remind you, look at the back!"

Smell.

Ye Jixuan's face was slightly a hundred years, looking back and looking back, at this moment, the sword light was like blood, staining the sky red.

A wisp of afterimage broke through the space and appeared in front of Ye Jixuan, with a bloody head stuck in the long sword in his hand.

It was Ye Batu.

Until he died, Ye Batu didn't know who killed him.

The sword flashed, and blood flowed out.

He was seconds.

This moment.

Ye Jixuan's gaze fell on the person who came, and he quietly looked at the sword cultivation in front of him.

Pale garments like snow.

A sword as pale as snow.

Pale side face like snow.

Loneliness as pale as snow.

There was not the slightest emotional fluctuation on the whole person's cheeks, even if he killed Ye Batu with one sword, it seemed that it was just a very natural thing in his eyes.

Murder is nothing but a sword.

Why is it difficult?

The person who came was none other than someone else.

It is the epic summoning Simon blowing snow.

There was a moment of silence.

Ye Jixuan opened his mouth and said, "Who is Your Excellency!"

Ximen Blowing Snow was expressionless, "Emperor Qin, personal guard, Ximen Blowing Snow." ”

said.

After a pause, he continued, "You can also call me, the white-clothed sword god. ”

White....... Sword God?

Ye Jixuan's pupils shrank, and the corners of his mouth lifted a cruel smile, "What kind of cat or dog, dare to call it a sword god, let me see what you do." ”

The corners of Ximen Fuxue's mouth were slightly raised, and his face was indifferent, "You are not worthy!"

The next second.

His figure rushed forward, his white clothes were flying like flying, the wind was whirring, and the whole person was floating out of the dust, like a fairy coming to the world.

This moment.

The eyes of everyone present were all focused on Ximen Blowing Snow.

Because of his peerless elegance, dazzling, everywhere he passed, the monstrous sword qi filled every inch of space.

The crowd was shocked.

Only Ling Xiao looked indifferent.

As long as he is there, all things in heaven and earth are his sword.

His word is the sword.

So.

Ling Xiao was not surprised.

Laugh at.

A ray of sword light flew out, like silver lightning, from the nine heavens.

This sword shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods.

This sword eclipsed the sky.

See this scene.

The aura on Ye Jixuan's figure soared wildly, and an immeasurable white light curtain shrouded him, "Senluo Prison, Black Dragon Spirit." ”

The next second.

In the white light curtain, a black dragon appeared, soaring above the nine heavens, hideous and terrifying, extremely terrifying.

High-spirited.

The dragon chanted for nine days, deafening.

Then.

The black dragon swooped down, devouring the sword light.

Time.

The void trembled lightly, setting off ripples like stormy waves.

Rumble.

Rumble.

The explosion was stirring, and the dragon raised its head.

The immeasurable sword qi penetrated through the body, directly dividing the black dragon into two.

This moment.

Simon Blowing Snow's figure disappeared.

"Sword-Piercing!"

This sound belongs to Simon blowing snow.

I only hear his voice, but I don't see his people.

The next moment.

Ye Jixuan's head flew out, and the blood flowed like a pillar, flying all over the sky.

Less.

The figure of Ximen blowing snow broke the space and appeared, still white-clothed and spotless.

stepped forward in the air, came to Ling Xiao, bowed down, "My subordinate Ximen blows snow, I have seen Your Majesty." ”

Ling Xiao raised his hand slightly, signaling Ximen to get up, "No need to be polite, kill the strong enemy in front of you with me." ”

Simon blows snow and says: "Your Majesty, don't move, leave everything to Simon." ”

As the sound fell.

Qiang.

The sound of the sword rang out, tearing through the void.

Ling Xiao found that Ximen Blowing Snow had disappeared, and when the figure reappeared, he swept towards Ye Tianskull and Ye Taiji with a sword swing for nine days.

Looked at.

The two turned and left, fleeing with incredible speed.

Even so.

still couldn't escape the power of Ximen's blowing snow.

Sword to.

The figures of the two were cut off by the waist, and the scene was extremely bloody, which should not be overdescribed.

Time.

The North Hell Family, the Canglan Auction House, the Zhong family's powerhouse was completely stupefied.

Ye Jixuan is such a terrifying existence, they know it very well in their hearts.

But such a super giant, in front of Ximen Blowing Snow, was also killed by a sword.

They knew in their hearts that the realm of Ximen Blowing Snow was unfathomable and beyond their understanding.

This moment.

There was only one thought.

Escape from the City of Flowers.

Looking at the people who fled in the wilderness, Ling Xiao did not order the pursuit.

These people are fake tigers, just because there is the Senluo Divine Dynasty behind them, and the power of the two swords of Ximen blowing snow has become a lingering nightmare for them.

Even if they escape alive, they will live in fear for the rest of the year.

Other than that.

These forces came to attack the Hua family, so the matter of destroying them needs to be completed by the Hua family himself.

Only in this way can the Hua family regain its authority.

Let all the forces dare not fight the idea of the star auction again.

Then.

Ximen blew the snow, killed nine days, Pei Min, and Yeyang appeared beside Ling Xiao, and the latter said in a deep voice: "This battle has been rewarded, go down and continue to cultivate!"

After speaking.

He raised his hand slightly, and a blood fruit appeared in the palm of his hand, and continued: "Simon, this blood fruit is given to you. ”

Ximen Fuxue took the spirit fruit, bowed down, and disappeared into the void.

Meanwhile.

Lu Buliu will withdraw from Huacheng with the Great Qin armor.

The next moment.

Ling Xiao's figure fell in the air, first taking away Ye Jixuan's spirit ring, and then walked towards the three of them.

This moment.

The eyes of the three brothers of the Hua family fell on Ling Xiao together, their eyes flickered, and their eyes were full of strong awe.

Today's battle.

They finally saw the horror of Ling Xiao, countless times more terrifying than they had imagined.