"It's!"

The old beggar, who had been paying close attention to the battle, was ready to rescue at any time when Mo Qianshu took out the poison lock just now.

But a black long sword suddenly appeared in Xia Linyuan's hand.

There was no dazzling sword light, only an understatement of the sword slashed, and it actually cut off the dragon lock.

His eyes were immediately drawn to the black sword.

At this glance, two words immediately popped out of his mind.

"Tu You!"

"Sure enough, he is really in the hands of Xia Xiaozi, hahaha, okay, okay, it seems that the outcome has been decided."

The old beggar laughed.

This movement attracted the attention of everyone around.

"Senior, isn't this just the beginning of the battle, how can the victory or defeat be decided?"

Yang Wenjin asked suspiciously.

"Look, it's time for the show."

As soon as his voice fell, on the battlefield, Xia Linyuan also sensed that something was wrong.

The black long sword that he took out just now trembled by himself.

This sword, he knew very well, was the gift that Yang Wenjin brought to him from the sword camel mound, and it should be the sword camel's saber in the first place.

It's just that the sword behind him didn't react at all, and he felt that it might just be a sword embryo that the sword camel liked very much, but he hadn't had time to refine it into aura.

But now the sword actually trembled on its own, which is not something that any sword can do.

Zheng!

The black sword roared softly, and the murderous spirits that were slaughtering him around him suddenly paused, and then retreated in horror.

At the same time, the black sword's smooth sword body bloomed with golden weird sword patterns.

Zheng!

There was another soft sound, Xia Linyuan could no longer control the black sword, and as soon as he took it off, the black sword suddenly turned into a streamer, and shot towards those fierce spirits at an extremely fast speed.

The sound of the ghost crying and screaming immediately sounded.

"How is that possible?"

Mo Qian, who had just come back to his senses, was stunned by the scene in front of him again.

Those fierce souls who could have relied on the ghost wood to lock their souls and gather their spirits and resurrect them in a steady stream, after being attacked by the black sword, did not return to the blood soul banner, but were crushed and absorbed by the golden sword patterns on the black sword body.

Each murderous soul was absorbed, and the sword pattern light on the black sword increased by one point.

"Hahaha, the Blood Soul Banner is the best nourishment, I didn't expect the old man to see Tu You unseal one day."

The old wine beggar who saw this scene couldn't help but laugh again.

"Tu You? What is that? ”

This doubt popped up in everyone's minds.

However, Yang Wenjin's reaction was very fast, and his eyes were locked on the black sword that attacked and absorbed the power of the murderous soul on its own.

At the beginning, she thought that this sword was different, and now it seems that it is really different.

Unsealed, it seems that this sword was in a sealed state before.

"Tu You has reappeared, and the next must be the sword array, right?"

The old wine beggar muttered softly.

Sure enough, Xia Linyuan, who was present, was stunned when he saw Mo Qian, and his heart moved, and three medium-grade spirit swords appeared in front of him.

"This king said that if you are too confident, you are looking for death."

The three flying swords bloomed with dazzling light, and a golden array appeared out of thin air, connecting the three flying swords.

"Hey!"

With a soft shout, the three flying swords turned into sword shadows and rose into the sky, stopping at a distance of a hundred meters above.

Then the golden array pattern shone brightly, and the three sword shadows were combined into one.

"Go!"

A dazzling sword shadow fell from the sky and shot straight towards Mo Qianju.

"A thousand wounds, be careful."

Outside the open space, Gu Qianjiang noticed the extraordinaryness of this move, and seeing that Mo Qianjiang was still stunned, he couldn't help but remind him.

Mo Qian, who came back to his senses, sensed that the crisis was coming, and the true yuan in his body was mobilized to the extreme, and the blood soul banner in his hand was waved again and again.

It's a pity that without the blessing of the fierce soul, the power of this blood soul banner is greatly reduced.

As soon as he touched the shadow of the sword, he heard the sound of stabbing from the blood soul banner.

The tough human skin flag was torn straight away.

"Damn it!"

Mo Qiansheng scolded secretly, and as soon as his mind moved, a set of spiritual weapon inner armor appeared on his body.

"That's a lot of good stuff."

"There's even a defensive weapon."

The old wine beggar stared at the defensive inner armor on Mo Qiansheng's body with burning eyes.

Spiritual weapons are good things, and spiritual weapons are divided into several types, the most common is to attack spiritual weapons, such as flying swords, knives, guns, clubs, and the like.

Then there are auxiliary spiritual weapons, which are usually used to travel or assist in cultivation.

The rarest of this is a defensive spirit weapon, this kind of thing is not easy to get, and it is extremely difficult to refine.

The consumption is still very large, after all, it is used for defense, and the chance of being destroyed is very large.

"I won't lose, I can't be defeated, I've been planning for many years with the Gu Wu Clan, and I finally have this opportunity, I can't give up."

He waved the Blood Soul Banner again.

It's a pity that this time the Blood Soul Banner can't stop Xia Linyuan anymore.

The sword shadow that landed down, combined with Tu You, who was on his own to find the murderous soul attack, attacked at the same time, and the blood soul banner was torn to pieces.

The black ghost wood, although it is good, but under the sharp blade of Tu You, it has no effect at all.

With a click, the ghost wood broke, and the sword shadow slammed into Mo Qian's body.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Mo Qian flew out with a wound, and fell heavily to the ground, and the defensive spirit weapon on his body was also shattered because of this sword.

"You... How could you... So strong..."

At this time, Xia Linyuan, who was standing opposite him, was also panting heavily, and his consumption of the sword just now was not small.

I had already consumed a lot of True Yuan by the fierce soul before, and the consumption of the Sword Camel Skill, the Silent Annihilation Sword Array, was even greater.

Although there were hundreds of Mo Qian injuries this time, the True Yuan Power in his body was almost empty.

"The frog at the bottom of the well, do you really think you are invincible?"

Xia Linyuan snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a flying sword in your sky instantly appeared in his hand.

I saw him carrying a flying sword, step by step towards Mo Qiansheng, who had lost his ability to move.

"What are you going to do?"

"You swore you wouldn't kill me."

Sensing his killing intent, Mo Qian's eyes widened.

"This king has promised, but this does not prevent this king from abolishing you."

"What!"

The long sword in Xia Linyuan's hand stabbed forward, and he went straight to the dantian where Mo Qian was injured.

"Stop!"

Gu Qianjiang roared angrily, and the whole person flew towards this side quickly.

"He hasn't thrown in the towel yet, you can't bother."

The old wine beggar was even faster, and he directly stopped Gu Qianjiang.

"You guys, backtracking..."

"Is there one? If I don't kill you, isn't this man dead? It's not a backsliding. ”

The old beggar grinned, and raised the jug to take a sip.

His words made Gu Qianjiang speechless.

Here, Xia Linyuan's sword had already pierced into Mo Qian's body, and as soon as the sword qi moved, it instantly crushed his dantian.

The surging True Yuan Power was not bound by the dantian, and it rioted in an instant, impacting the meridians of Mo Qian's wounds.

"Ahh

Mo Qian let out a terrible cry from his wound.

The true yuan power of the riot directly tore through the meridians around his body, and this kind of severe pain was unimaginable.