I saw a strange snake-shaped long sword about two fingers wide and four feet long suddenly appear in Xuan Ming's hand, which looked refreshing. They crossed and slashed each other on their chests, and a large area of cross sword light appeared in the air, and the sound of the wind followed the sword shadow towards the Ximen Fengshen who was standing on the steps.

Looking up calmly at Xuan Ming, who had been killed, Ximen Fengshen's hands quickly turned in front of him, and as soon as the words of "Mixed Yuan Golden Dragon Shield" fell in his mouth, a wide golden light appeared around him, as if it was like a giant circular light curtain, with golden dragons entwined and radiant on it. In the blink of an eye, the shadow of the sword had arrived, stabbing at the light curtain

Bite......

Bite......

Bite......

The dense harsh sound came out far away, the weeds flew around, and the dilapidated thatched house behind him collapsed instantly, with the two of them as the center, the steps suddenly collapsed and extended outward, and hundreds of cracks about the thickness of an adult's thigh appeared, densely scattered in the distance on the ground. Nightstar, who was hiding in the corner, couldn't help but bend his feet and squat down with his head and cover his ears with his hands to resist the two of them, which looked terrifying in the aftermath of the battle.

As if half a tea time had passed, shaking off his head that had become heavy due to the aftermath of the battle between the two, the night star looked up at the battle circle between the two, and was suddenly stunned.

The two of them were about five or six meters apart from each other, and the ground under their feet had collapsed several meters deep, and dozens of cracks that could be stuffed into the bodies of adults extended outward at the midpoint of the two of them, which could be imagined as the horror of the battle.

"Hehe, you are worthy of being the white-clothed sword god of the year, even if you are not as good as the three-point cultivation in your heyday, if you are an ordinary sword king-level powerhouse, you may not be your opponent. Xuan Ming said with a grim smile

Calmly looked at Xuan Ming on the other side, although Xuan Ming's combat power made him look sideways a little, he felt that this Xuan Ming might not be as simple as it appeared now.

"Hehe, now that the warm-up game is over, I'm going to get serious. The words just fell. The already majestic momentum on his body rose instantly.

。 "No wonder...... Intermediate Sword King," Ximen Fengshen frowned.

Xuan Ming smiled eerily and said, "Alright, it's time for the game to end."

"Dark Moon Cross Slash" shouted, and the serpentine long sword in his hand slashed from bottom to top and then from left to right. This sword, as the blade slashed through the sky, a dark red blood shadow appeared in the void and enveloped the Ximen Wind God

"Amorous sword, come to .........," he whispered

At this moment, facing Xuan Ming's full force. Simon Fengshen no longer dared to hold back. Hold the style to meet the Xuanming.

"Mixed Element Golden Dragon Shield"

Boom Boom Boom Boom ...... The screeching sound, deafening.

Xuan Ming's right hand shook suddenly, and the golden shield of the Ximen Wind God instantly broke. The long sword in his hand pierced through the chest of Ximen Fengshen, bringing up a large blood mist, and flew backwards, and a breath of blood from Ximen Fengshen's mouth in the air instantly gushed out of the corner of his mouth.

Hiding in the corner, Nightstar's heart tightened, and he looked at the void in horror.

"Is this the Ximen Wind God who was famous in the Gama Empire back then, it doesn't seem to be very good" Void looked down at the Ximen Wind God.

"If it weren't for the old man's old wounds, how would you be an opponent..."Looking at the Ximen Fengshen Yexing who fell to the ground, he couldn't help but clench his fists and said in his heart...

The current night star can only be in a hurry, and can't help. The current Ximen Fengshen is very miserable, and his shabby linen clothes are full of dense sword wounds, dripping with blood, and his clothes have been wet. The most important thing is which sword in the chest has penetrated the chest, making the Ximen Fengshen, who was holding up on the ground at this time, cough blood wildly in his mouth.

"Alright, the game is over...", slowly walked towards Simon Fengshen, his face full of mockery.

"Until the end, no one knows what the final outcome will be...... Coughing up a large piece of blood in his mouth, he looked at Xuan Ming, who was walking slowly.

"Hehe, I don't know if I'm alive or dead, I'll give you a ride now", after saying that, the sword in his hand stabbed straight over.

Drink... , Push your feet a little harder, float backwards and dodge it, and hold the amorous sword in your right hand. After landing on the heels, he did not retreat and held the sword in his right hand and stabbed at Xuan Ming at great speed, at this time, the temperament of Ximen Fengshen's whole person was more sword than that of Xuan Ming, and the cold sword momentum was accompanied by a wave of golden cyclones that made Xuan Ming stunned.

I didn't have time to think about it, and the serpentine sword crossed the chest,

Ten Thousand Swords... Normalize

Rumble...... Rumble...

After a breath, a stunning splash of blood splattered out, and there was an extra sword mark on Xuan Ming's chest, which was deeply visible, and the black long sword on his chest was shattered into countless sword fragments scattered around.

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A mouthful of blood spurted out of Xuan Ming's mouth, his face suddenly turned pale and weak, and the whole person was about to kneel on the ground.