The sword qi soared into the air, and the void was cold.

Bai Sensen's short sword was no more than a foot long, hovering above Ou Yezi's head, spewing out a thousand-zhang sword light the width of his thumb.

The cold short sword flashed in the air, and it arrived in front of Wu Tie silently.

Fast, indescribably fast.

Even with Wu Tie's reaction speed, he couldn't react, and the sword light just flashed, piercing through his chest and bursting out of his back. A thin blood arrow spewed out hundreds of zhang away along the sword light, and the blood arrow turned into countless thumb-sized blood beads, like a meteor falling to the ground, falling heavily to the ground.

There was a loud 'boom', and several nearby mountains shook violently.

The blood in the duel battle castle was abundant, and the essence blood spewed out of Wu Tie's body was swallowed up by the ground of the duel battle castle, and the blood-colored light that shrouded the mountains became more and more intense and condensed, almost condensing into substance.

Wu Tie staggered back a few steps, dozens of sharp swords slashed at him, and in the sparks, Wu Tie's body was split into deep sword marks. A huge amount of essence and blood energy flowed in the body, and the wounds cut by dozens of sharp swords were completely healed in a single breath.

Only on the wound on the chest that was a thumb wide, extremely thin, extremely thin, and almost invisible to the naked eye, a wisp of terrifying sword intent was stubbornly entangled in it, no matter how the witch iron essence blood energy washed away, a trace of essence blood energy was completely destroyed by the sword intent, and the wound could not be repaired at all.

"Your bones, it's hard. ”

Ou Yezi raised his left hand and pointed his index finger at the short sword suspended in the air.

This short sword, very proud.

He was like a living person, and Wu Tie could clearly feel his pride - dozens of sharp swords were beating Wu Tie, so this short sword was successfully hit under Ou Yezi's order, piercing Wu Tie's body, and he disdained to participate in the fight again.

The short sword was quietly suspended there, and a trace of divine soul fluctuations spread out from the short sword, wrapping around Wu Tie's body one by one, like a seasoned hunter, cautiously examining Wu Tie's movements.

Wu Tie's right hand was attached to his chest, and his left hand was turned out behind him, and his palm also pressed the wound on his back.

The palms of the two hands spewed out colorful divine light, Wu Tie silently used the five elements divine light, and the sword intent on the wound like a maggot on the tarsal bone emitted a piercing sound, and it was wiped out by the five elements divine light at a speed that Wu Tie could clearly perceive.

The short sword suddenly made a sharp sword sound, and he felt that the sword intent he had left on Wu Tie's wound was worn out.

This is a provocation!

The cold light of the short sword suddenly burned more than a hundred times, and it was still a short sword more than a foot long, but the sword light emitted shone for thousands of miles, and the sword light spewed out from the tip of the sword was as long as thirty miles, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

Ou Yezi looked at Wu Tie with surprise and joy.

This short sword is a secret treasure passed down by the ancestors of the Ou clan who don't know which generation, and it is extraordinary and powerful. This is also an incomparably mysterious short sword, and even with the vision and insight of Ou Yezi and his ancestors dozens of generations before him, it is impossible to tell whether this short sword is a man-made creation or a creation of heaven and earth.

Near the hilt of this short sword, the word 'fucha' is inlaid with extremely fine colorful glazed particles on the sword body.

Therefore, Ou Yezi and other Ou clan people called it 'Fucha Sword'.

As for the origin of the word 'fucha', the Ou clan searched through the classics, but they could not find enough credible information.

The Fucha Sword, which is the secret treasure of the Ou clan, is easily not seen in front of people, if it appears, it will definitely shed blood, and it will definitely kill all the outsiders other than the Ou clan people on the scene.

Therefore, for countless years, the high-level leaders of the Great Wei Divine Kingdom have been secretly circulating that there is an incomparably powerful divine sword in the Ou clan to suppress the family's luck.

There were even several Great Wei Divine Emperors who personally opened their mouths and asked the Ou clan to borrow a sword to take a look, but no matter what preferential conditions those God Emperors put forward and how much benefit they gave, the Ou clan people all the way haha, 'hahaha' invited several God Emperors out of their own doors.

The Fucha Sword was tempered by countless generations of Ou ancestors with a wisp of innate essence blood refined in the bloodline, and the successive generations of Ou Yezi did not need much effort to easily control the Fucha Sword.

Ou Yezi, who is one with the sword, one with the sword, and the enemy of Wu Tie, has also reached this step.

Just now, when the sword pierced through Wu Tie's chest, the blade touched one of Wu Tie's ribs...... To Ou Yezi's shock, the blade of the Fucha Sword actually failed to damage Wu Tie's ribs, but slid down the smooth and hard ribs, and then passed through the gap between the two bones in Wu Tie's back.

Wu Tie's bones can resist the edge of the Fucha sword.

That's why Ou Yezi let out the exclamation just now, saying that Wu Tie is so hard bones.

Frightened, because of the hard bones of Wu Tie.

The surprise was because of Fu Chajian's strong reaction - this guy was enraged, he took the initiative to explode, and really took Wu Tie as an opponent seriously.

Over the past so many years, there has even been a Dawu Prince who is holding a Zhenguo artifact who has fallen under the edge of the Fucha Sword.

The grade of the Fucha Sword is higher than the so-called Zhenguo artifact of the Three Kingdoms, and its power is stronger.

But because he is too strong, Fuchajian has always been very proud, but he is actually very lazy, and he doesn't listen to his commands very much.

For example, after giving Wu Tie a sword just now, this guy was proudly suspended in the air, staring at Wu Tie coldly and refusing to move.

But Wu Tie wore out the sword intent he left behind, and the proud, lazy Fucha Sword was stimulated, and he became serious, and he seriously locked a wisp of divine soul fluctuations on Wu Tie's body, and the whole body released a strong sword light that was cold and piercing, and the light was thousands of miles.

"You want to kill me?" Wu Tie pointed at Fuchajian: "Come on!"

Ou Yezi laughed, he glanced at Wu Tie, and decisively bit the tip of his tongue, and a blood arrow mixed with more than ninety or five of the mana in his body turned into a blood light and squirted into the Fucha sword.

The magnificent sword of Fucha's thirty-mile-long sword suddenly collapsed and was restrained.

After a flash of light, the main body of the Fucha Sword disappeared, leaving only a crystal sword that was three feet long and six feet long and a palm wide in the void.

With a sword roar, the sword shot out, piercing Wu Tie's eyebrows, piercing Wu Tie's head and completely killing his god fetus.

A terrifying chill enveloped Wu Tie's body, and the flesh of Wu Tie's eyebrows suddenly cracked.

Fu Cha Sword was fierce Wu Tie's head was still several miles away, and the invisible sword intent had already torn apart the flesh of his eyebrows, and the sword intent was agitated, shaking Wu Tie's eyebrows and skull with circles of golden ripples visible to the naked eye.

The terrifying sword intent slammed into Wu Tie's skull, invading his skull and piercing through his fetus.

Around Wu Tie's divine fetus, which was more than 10,000 feet high, terrifying sword intent erupted out, turning into a sword mountain and enveloping his divine fetus.

Wu Tie shouted wildly, and countless avenue patterns meandered throughout the body of the divine fetus, and a ** almost substantial divine soul fluctuation spread out in all directions, and forcibly carried the sword mountain that fell head-on.