Wu Pingtian's state, among the swordsmen, is called the "state of no heart".

It's a state that is hard to come by.

In the midst of the fierce battle, the practitioner is either stimulated or caught in a desperate situation, thus plunging his brain into a state of unconsciousness.

Fight on your instincts.

Wu Pingtian has always been afraid of challenges, but at this moment, he has long forgotten what fear is.

He no longer blindly denied himself, because at this moment, Wu Pingtian had no thoughts in his heart.

There is only fighting, only courage.

His swordsmanship is as domineering and fierce as ever, the complete opposite of his sword spirit, which values attack more than anything.

Ma Xie didn't dare to relax in the slightest, Wu Pingtian at this moment was exactly the same as Wu Pingtian in his imagination.

Domineering, crazy!

The sword qi of that one after another, like a violent wind, destroyed Ma Xie's body.

Ma Xie's blocking technique, under these fierce wind sword qi, is not of much use at all, because Wu Pingtian's huge strength directly bounced Ma Xie's hegemonic flow of fire.

"Sword Thirteen!"

Ma Xie's body suddenly turned into thirteen figures.

Each figure uses a different sword technique.

This is the mystery of the Thirteen Swords of the Breeze "Sword Thirteen".

Thirteen figures represent thirteen different sword intents.

These thirteen sword intents were independent of each other, as if thirteen swordsmen were attacking Wu Pingtian.

Ma Xie fused the six sword intents of the Ma clan sword technique and the seven sword intents of the eight swords of Xiaoxiang into these thirteen sword intents, and attacked towards Wu Pingtian at the same time.

It's a move he created himself.

The original Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng used the sword intent of the other thirteen Dao.

However, Ma Xie used the thirteen sword intents he was most familiar with, and it can be said that he just borrowed the ideas of the thirteen swords of Qingfeng and created his own moves.

Thirteen horse demons, with thirteen sword intents, attacked Wu Pingtian at the same time.

The sea behind Wu Pingtian exploded in an instant.

Thirteen sword shadows were staggered, and Wu Pingtian finally fell under Ma Xie's sword.

"Wu Gongzi!" a figure stood in front of Ma Xie.

She is none other than the Purple Demon Zhai Ziyan.

"Please, let him go. Zhai Ziyan said.

Ma Xie did not respond to Zhai Ziyan.

How could he let Wu Pingtian go.

If it weren't for Wu Pingtian, Xujiezi wouldn't have died.

For many days, Ma Xie has been waiting for this day.

Moreover, Wu Pingtian's mind was gloomy, and Ma Xie would not keep this person.

After all, when the Tianwu Sect and Xuanyangmen fought in the future, he would definitely be a huge obstacle.

Seeing Ma Xie's eyes gradually cold, Zhai Ziyan's heart also cooled down.

She didn't know the grievances between Wu Pingtian and Ma Xie, but she knew that in the cultivation world, many grievances could not be resolved at all.

"In that case, then you can kill the two of us together. Zhai Ziyan said.

Her life has been drifting and she has always been attached to powerful men.

But at some point, she found out that she had fallen in love with Wu Pingtian.

If you can't go to the end of the world with the person you love, then Zhai Ziyan would rather die with Wu Pingtian.

It's just that many things in the world are often wishful thinking of infatuated lovers.

She was willing to die with Wu Pingtian, but Wu Pingtian never took Zhai Ziyan to heart.

The palm of his hand penetrated Zhai Ziyan's back and dug out Zhai Ziyan's heart.

Wu Pingtian's hands were bleeding, crushing Zhai Ziyan's beating heart.

"You die, I still want to live well. Wu Pingtian said in Zhai Ziyan's ear.

Zhai Ziyan glanced at Wu Pingtian, and she realized that this was the first time this man was looking at her.

She quickly lost consciousness, and she didn't have time to understand whether Wu Pingtian's eyes looked at her were indifferent or a little tender.

Zhai Ziyan's heart turned into a pool of blood and left from Wu Pingtian's fingers.

A black bead appeared in Wu Pingtian's hand.

"Five Poisons Zhu Hua, you have finally refined this thing. Ma Xie said: "In order to save the common people from your scourge, I have to get rid of you. ”

Wu Pingtian gradually stood up, and the power of the Five Poisons Zhu Hua healed all his wounds.

"Hahaha!" Wu Pingtian held his head with his hand and looked up to the sky and laughed.

"In the end, I'm still the winner!" he looked at Ma Xie, his eyes were already full of madness: "Five Poisons Zhu Hua, Ma Xie, why do you have to pretend to be so righteous? Isn't the dragon jade you use a mortal soul? What is the difference between what you do and me!"

After that, Wu Pingtian swallowed the five poisons Zhu Hua into his body.

His whole body, as if possessed by a demon, his meridians swelled, his muscles swelled, his face was hideous, and two horns grew on his forehead.

In his eyes, black flames erupted, and there was also a green flame under his feet, enveloping his body.

It looks similar to the Great Black Sky Demon.

The power of the Five Poisons Zhu Hua and Wu Pingtian were gradually assimilated, and Ma Xie already felt that Wu Pingtian in front of him had already lost his true nature.

The black curtain in the sky turned into a puff of black smoke and rushed into Wu Pingtian's body.

Wu Pingtian let out a miserable cry, but quickly returned to normal.

He glanced at Ma Xie.

In that look, there was a resentment towards Ma Xie.

Wu Pingtian's sword had already merged with him, and his back wall turned into a black blade, stabbing at Ma Xie.

Ma Xie didn't dare to be careless, his body was slightly on one side, and he blocked the sword with the Tyranny Flowing Fire.

"Zizi ......"

Above the overlord fire, there was a slight sound.

It turned out that Wu Pingtian's arm was already stained with venom.

The venom of the five poisons Zhu Hua can corrode everything.

"Kill you. Wu Pingtian simply said three words.

At this point, Ma Xie no longer decided to stay.

He swung hundreds of swords towards Wu Pingtian in a row, and the sword qi instantly galloped between heaven and earth.

Wu Pingtian's body was split by the sword qi through countless openings, and black blood flowed out and fell to the ground, polluting all the seabed black.

But Wu Pingtian didn't care at all, as if he didn't feel pain, he didn't even defend, just blindly attacked.

That kind of venom, after touching Ma Xie's body, corroded all the flesh and meridians of Ma Xie, and in an instant, many places on Ma Xie's body were left with only black bones.

"Ma Xie! This venom is so powerful! If you continue like this, you will definitely die!" The old turtle, who had been sleeping in the sea of Ma Evil Consciousness, suddenly shouted.

These venoms not only corroded Ma Xie's body, but even spread to his sea of consciousness, and began to eat away at Ma Xie's spiritual power.

"My aura doesn't seem to work on this venom, and Wu Pingtian is already crazy, his moves are all fatal, it's impossible for me not to get hurt!" Ma Xie said.

"You're stupid, do you only use a sword, use that, use that!"

"What's that?"

"That's it! No matter how much I don't need it, my consciousness will be corroded by these five poisonous beads!"

"Can you please be clear!"

"Ten Thousand Desolations Holy Water! Ten Thousand Desolations!"

The old turtle can live for hundreds of thousands of years, relying on this strong will to survive, but the venom of these five poisons Zhu Hua can slowly corrode this will to survive, which makes the old turtle extremely panicked and incoherent for a while.

Only then did Ma Xie remember that he still had such a big murder weapon.

A turtle shell emerges from Ma Xie's hand.

He held a turtle shell in one hand and a twig-like thing in the other.

"Hinder!

For a moment, Ma Xie felt as if the legendary Bodhisattva who saved the suffering was eradicating the demons.

Wu Pingtian was stunned for a moment, he looked at the turtle shell in Ma Xie's hand, and felt that there seemed to be a powerful force there.

Ma Xie dipped a few drops of the Ten Thousand Desolations Holy Water with a tree branch, and used the method taught to him by the old turtle to stimulate the Ten Thousand Desolations Holy Water.

"Poisoned water. I. No poison!"

Wu Pingtian said word by word.

He didn't care about the poisonous water in the slightest, and let it drip on his body.

The Five Poisons Zhu Hua is the most poisonous thing in the world, how could he be afraid of a few drops of poisonous water?

But Wu Pingtian was still wrong.

The holy water of the Ten Thousand Desolations is not poisonous water.

This is the holy water that contains the avenue of life and death.

Wu Pingtian's body aged instantly, and he didn't even have time to think about it, so he turned into a pile of powder.

And so it passed away with the wind.

A black flower fell to the ground.

"Ma Xie, if you don't think about it, your flesh will soon disappear, leaving a pile of black bones. The old turtle reminded Ma Xie unhurriedly.

Only then did Ma Xie realize that almost half of his body had been corroded by this terrible and vicious poison.

"What should I do?" Ma Xie tried to repair himself with aura, but found that it didn't help much.

"By the way, I still have the power of the earth. ”

Ma Xie took out the power of the earth that he had snatched.

The power of the earth is the power of the body, and Ma Xie believes that he can repair the scars of his body with it.

"What a rich power of the earth, boy, when I was asleep, what adventures did you have, how could you still have such a good thing? Divide me a little!" the old turtle had a keen sense, and saw this good thing at a glance.

"I still have to rely on it to repair the injuries in my body, what if you don't have enough?"

Ma Xie ignored the old turtle and directly condensed a ball of earth power into the wound.

"How can you use it like this!" the old turtle shouted frantically: "Stop, stop, I'll pass you a set of exercises, otherwise you will not be able to repair your body if you waste all the power of the earth!"

When Ma Xie heard this, he quickly stopped his movements.

The old turtle passed on a set of nameless mystical skills to Ma Xie.

This is a breathing method, and it is very effective to use this breathing method to direct the power of the earth.

Ma Xie only used less than a tenth of the power of the earth to repair a wound on his body.

According to his calculations, it would only cost about half of the power of the earth to repair all the body.

Ma Xianning calmed down and began to run the nameless Xuangong to repair his body in an all-round way.

The power of the earth, after coming into contact with the nameless Xuangong, a peculiar rhythm appeared.

It's like a spring earth.

Ma Xie tried to capture this rhyme.

This is the rhythm of the way of the earth.

That chaotic world once again appeared in Ma Xie's sea of consciousness, and this time, he wanted to find the earth inside.