When Xiao Ling spoke, she naturally had a natural taste.

It seems that he is the truth, the indisobedient decree.

Yuan Hu has seen a lot of arrogant people, Xiao Ling, who pulls hatred whenever he speaks, is not much worse than him.

The other party's words were a bit too nonsense, and Yuan Hu responded with only one word: "Solution." ”

The aura on Xiao Ling's body shone sharply, but the silver silk robe was not broken or dropped after all.

Spells like the Undressing Charm are fun, but they have a limit to their power. For Xiao Ling, it is obviously a bit insufficient.

However, Yuan Hu also saw that Xiao Ling's cultivation was still far inferior to him, but the robe on his body was of a very high level. Spontaneously resist the undressing curse.

This is not surprising, Xiao Ling is from a prominent background, and naturally has all kinds of good things on her.

Just this magic robe is better than the magic weapons of many other cultivators in the Tianyuan Palace.

"It should be a primordial-level magic weapon, or a spiritual weapon. ”

According to the rules of this realm, the Yuanying-level magic weapon already has enough spirituality, so it is called a spiritual weapon.

A talisman artifact is comparable to half a Yuan Infant powerhouse. One can imagine how precious the spiritual weapon is.

Just like the flying sound wheel controlled by Liao Ge, although there is also a trace of spirituality, there is an extremely long distance from the spiritual weapon.

Xiao Ling also realized that something was wrong at this time, and he raised his eyebrows: "Dare to do it to me, how many lives do you have?"

Along the way, Xiao Ling has done it twice. He usually reports himself to the door when he goes up, and the other party is usually frightened. target

Guys who are not afraid can't break the protection of the robe with their hands. Soon it will automatically throw in the towel.

Like Yuan Hu, who started before he finished speaking, Xiao Ling encountered it for the first time.

Xiao Ling was not hurt, but he was angry. When he spoke, the other party didn't listen obediently, and dared to do it.

"If you kneel down and admit your mistake now, I may bypass you. ”

Xiao Ling sneered and snapped the folding fan, "Otherwise, your entire family will die." ”

"You haven't been beaten to death yet, and you have some skills. ”

Yuan Hu is a little funny, this kind of strange thing is really rare.

It's just that this weird brain circuit is weird, and there's nothing to talk about.

Yuan Hu's mind moved, and the twin swords of the broken army turned into snow-colored swords and slashed down in a flash.

Xiao Ling's true cultivation is not weak, but compared to a martial arts master like Yuan Hu, who has been through a hundred battles, his reaction to the enemy is too slow.

After the snow-colored sword light fell, he was shocked that something was wrong, and the other party actually used a flying sword!

The silver silk robe reacted first, and the red light of the sun shone brightly, and the red light cluster was like a huge light shield, surrounding Xiao Ling heavily.

The shining snow-colored sword light penetrated two feet deep into the light shield, and it was no longer able to move forward.

The two shining broken swords were only a fist away from Xiao Ling's eyebrows and heart. The twin swords froze for a moment, then retreated instantly.

Then, the crimson light was full of divine light, and the entire hall turned into infinite flames.

This Red Sun Flying Flame Robe is a three-grade spiritual weapon. Even if it is a big sect like Jiuyang Sect, there are many more spiritual weapons of this grade.

Receiving a blow from the sword weapon of the broken army, the Red Sun Flying Flame Robe was almost broken by the sword light, and without Xiao Ling's control, he urged his own strength to make a counterattack.

The Red Sun Flying Flame Robe is the foundation of the Jiuyang Sect's supreme secret method, the Jiuyang Sutra.

At this time, he released his power, and the scorching sun and flames swept in all directions, and the power was extremely powerful.

The power of the Red Sun Flying Flame Robe was too great, and the divine sense between Xiao Ling and Yuan Hu was overwhelmed by the source power of the fury of the rag.

Xiao Ling stretched out the folding fan, the other party should be dead, and there was no need to pay attention to it.

However, this person is so rude that he must not be forgiven.

After he gets out, he must find this person and wipe out his entire sect.

If not, who will still be in awe of them in the future.

As for the name, let's just say that the other party is a demon and a demon. It's not up to him what he says anyway.

When the time comes, everyone will praise him for slaying demons and destroying demons, and his merits are immeasurable.

Xiao Ling is not really a straw bag, he is just arrogant and has never suffered a loss. There are countless people holding it in the sect. That's what makes me more arrogant.

But being slashed by Yuan Hu's double swords, he was indeed a little frightened.

Such an opponent cannot be left behind no matter what. This is the fundamental reason why he wants to kill Yuan Hu.

Xiao Ling was thinking about how to get revenge when she went out, and there was another warning sign in her heart.

In the end, he was from a famous and authentic family, and at the critical moment, he instinctively opened the folding fan, and thousands of cyan wind blades surged out like cyan waves.

The Red Sun Flying Flame Robe also released a heavy flame at the same time, and under the turbulence of the cyan wind blade, the power of the flames increased by several percent.

Royal fan, red sun flying flame robe, these are all specially matched for Xiao Ling's cultivation.

Wind and fire are intertwined, the wind is stronger, and the fire is stronger. Even if you encounter a strong enemy, you can hold it up for a while.

Moreover, the pure yang power of the Red Sun Flying Flame Robe is even more to restrain all sneaky filth. It is also useful for guarding the soul.

Xiao Ling's instinctive reaction brought the power of the two spiritual weapons to the extreme.

Yuan Hu, who flashed behind Xiao Ling, was forced by the Infinite Flame Wind Blade, and there was nowhere to hide.

This way of fighting is to overwhelm the enemy with force and not give the opponent any luck. It is also the mainstream of this world.

If you are another cultivator, if you don't have the right magic weapon to restrain the other party, you can't suppress your cultivation, so you can only admit defeat.

Yuan Hu is different, he has too much room to play in this kind of hand-to-hand combat.

Wind and fire are fighting, and the two forces complement each other, and they are indeed powerful.

But in his eyes, the source power released was divided into countless levels. There are voids in these levels.

Moreover, Yuan Hu was able to fully unleash his own power with two swords in his hands.

Controlling the flying sword can only use the spirit rhino sword refining technique, in fact, it is to control the flying sword with spiritual power.

Yuan Hu's other powers could not be exerted.

In the state of casting the flying sword, his overall strength level is actually a big drop of a notch.

Yuan Hu broke the army's double swords and slashed crossed, and the two swords cut an arc-shaped passage between the wind blade flames and went around in front of Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling was alert, and was about to raise his hand to cast a secret method, when Yuan Hu's double swords fell again.

The light of the cross sword was deeply imprinted into the Red Sun Flying Flame Robe, and the infinite flames instantly dimmed.

The two swords slashed and compressed the Red Sun Flying Flame Robe to the extreme, and the last thin layer of flame light was about to pierce this robe.

But it was this layer of flame light that condensed all the power of the Red Sun Flying Flame Robe, and it was extremely tough.

Xiao Ling's eyes couldn't help but show a look of pride, the other party's close-quarters swordsmanship was so sharp and exquisite, it was really surprising. But so what, in front of the spirit weapon, these skills are all tricks.

At this time, a little sword light was deeply imprinted into Xiao Ling's eyes again.

Xiao Ling didn't care, he even showed a sneer. The Red Sun Flying Flame Robe is placed here, if it can't be broken, it can't be broken, whatever tricks you play.

But the smile on his face was revealed, and the sword light pierced through the aura of the Red Sun Flying Flame Robe, and a sword pierced the heart of Xiao Ling's eyebrows.

The sneer on Xiao Ling's face froze instantly, and then, his face exploded under the agitating sword light.

The white light shone brightly, and Xiao Ling disappeared.

Yuan Hu put his sword into the sheath and shook his head slightly.

This battle made him realize his shortcomings. In the face of powerful spiritual weapons, there are still too few means.

The last sword could kill Xiao Ling, and it was also he who stabbed a thousand swords in an instant, and the power of the sword blade gathered in one point.

The incomparably precise and sharp sword blade finally tore through the protection of the Red Sun Flying Flame Robe and killed Xiao Ling.

This is also because Xiao Ling's actual combat experience is too poor, and his control of spiritual weapons is also very average. That's why he was given so many opportunities.

If he were another Yuanying powerhouse, he might only have one chance to make a move.

Moreover, the power of the spirit weapon was much more powerful than he had guessed.

In the past, he had always used the one-horned green dragon as a standard to measure other primordial babies.

The reality is much more complicated than that.

Take Xiao Ling as an example, the protection of the magic robe on his body is very strong, at least ten times stronger than the one-horned green dragon.

This is not to say that the one-horned green dragon is weak, on the contrary, the one-horned green dragon is actually a hundred times stronger than Xiao Ling. It's just that the green dragon's body is too large, and it releases divine power to protect itself, and this protection is much lower.

Yuan Hu originally thought that by fusing the two swords of the broken army with the dragon crystal, it should be easy to kill the Yuan Baby, but now it seems that he is thinking a little too much.

The nine-dimensional space spells have been inherited for millions of years, and the entire system is very mature.

Although he has a special advantage, he is still very weak in the face of the entire spell system.

For today's plan, there are two ways, one is to continue to improve the sword weapon. Second, find a sword technique or secret method that is suitable for him to practice.

Yuan Hu had tried, and many of the source seals he had mastered could work, and their power was far greater than that of other spaces.

But these source seals are not compatible with the nine-dimensional space, and they look powerful, that is, they are dealing with ordinary people. For the strong people of Shangyuan Infant, they can't take any advantage.

After all the calculations, now he only has the Five Poisons Black Lotus Seal in his hands. He should find two powerful spells and practice them well.

Yuan Hu summed up the gains and losses of the battle in his heart, but the Tianyuan Hall did not move for a long time.

"The battle is over?"

Yuan Hu felt that it was normal again, he had met Xiao Ling, and he must have reached the last level.

It's just that Tian Yuan didn't have a hint or anything, what the hell is it doing?

The clouds suddenly swayed, and a middle-aged man came out of the clouds.

This man has a clear appearance, wears a black robe, and has a timeless and long breath, which is very magnanimous.

Of course, the most attractive thing is that there is a pale white circle of light behind the person's head. The aperture rotated slowly, and there was an irreversible divine power.

After Yuan Hu saw the aperture, he couldn't help but want to bow down and worship. But his spiritual strength was too strong, and during this period of time he was refining his sword and constantly refining his soul, and at this time, he forcibly suppressed the urge to bow down in his heart.

It's just that under the agitation of his divine will, the two swords of the broken army emitted a buzzing sword roar.

The black-robed middle-aged man smiled at Yuan Hu slightly: "The divine will is so strong, as a loose cultivator, your talent really shocks me." ”

Having said that, there was no trace of shock on the middle-aged man's face.

Yuan Hu asked tentatively, "Senior Tianyuan?"

"It's me. ”

The black-robed middle-aged man replied, and said, "Do you know, the Tianyuan Sword Festival is held once every hundred years, in fact, it is also to choose a suitable heir. ”

"I don't know. Yuan Hu understood what the other party meant, but he didn't talk nonsense.

Tian Yuan said: "The sword you killed Xiao Ling was really wonderful. I see in you the ultimate kendo. You don't have a Master, do you?"

"Nope. "Yuan Hu's current identity is Yuan Wuji, and he doesn't have to blink his eyes when he says this.

Tian Yuan nodded with satisfaction, the light wheel behind his head was the unique aura of the god powerhouse, as long as the other party lied or had malicious intentions, he could immediately sense it.

Tian Yuan said: "I will accept you as an apprentice on behalf of the Tian Yuan Sword Master, are you willing?"