Slowly raise your arms and raise your fists to the sky!

The sword intent cicadas around the white eyebrows roared, as if there were thousands of people shouting, and like enemy prisoners crying!

"My great wish, all worlds bow down!

A body of sword intent solemnly condensed into a scabbard, and slowly pasted into the ink-colored long sword behind Bai Mei!

The sword intent is boiling, and the sword sound is hissing!

Bai Mei, who walked the same way as the old panda, had already raised the sword intent of his whole body to the extreme!

Behind him, a giant sword that seemed to be able to support heaven and earth slowly emerged, and countless thick iron chains on the scabbard locked this giant sword, and two ancient words appeared on the hilt, one of which was the word "kill" that Bai Mei used to suppress the great power of the Yuan Fetus before!

A thousand Ferro saw the giant sword that appeared behind Bai Mei, and his heart felt a tearing pain at the same time, as if the sword had followed his gaze and pierced his heart!

"The tide is dead!"

A thousand Fei Luo suddenly struck, and suddenly a pitch-black wave that surged out of the void turned into countless roaring sea beasts and swooped towards Bai Mei!

"Kendo, Kenyi!"

With a wave of his hand, Bai Mei's fingertips flew out with a terrifying sword power that was more than ten miles long, and the sword path of the overlord was a sword method developed by Bai Mei with the power of pure flesh!

And this sword one, it is Bai Mei who developed a swordsmanship that is different from hundreds of millions of sword slashes!

For a single enemy, it is naturally accurate and direct, and the billions of sword slashes are more lethal, but in the face of thousands of Ferro at the moment, the sword with a wide coverage is even more useful!

For so many years, Bai Mei has been absorbing the power of the Martial Saint Atom in his body day and night, although the method of martial arts, Bai Mei is a halfway monk. But with the foundation of the Martial Saint Atom in his body as a guarantee, Bai Mei's martial arts cultivation is still a thousand miles a day.

Fang Cai's seemingly ordinary sword, the power contained in it was no less than the full force of the third-level Yuan Fetal power!

The strange long sword power that was more than ten miles long rushed to the face, and the thousands of Fei Luoqi all shouted in a low voice, and together they encouraged their cultivation, and bombarded the fierce sea tide to offset the white eyebrows of the sword one!

"Kendo, Kenji!"

With a wave of his arm, he shot out two crossed sword powers, and his white eyebrows and eyes were shining, staring at the thousand Fei Luo, as if he was looking for something.

Striking again, he blasted out Bai Mei's two sword powers, and the aura on Qianren Fei Luo's body rose at the same time: "It's time to finish!"

Ten thousand streams are back in ruins!"

Thundered!

Suddenly, the entire interior of Zhenxu Mountain began to shake violently, as if there was some huge creature at the bottom of Zhenxu Mountain frantically crashing against Zhenxu Mountain!

The rocks of the seedlings crumbled and fell like rain, and the misty dust and mist filled the interior of Zhenxu Mountain!

What consequences will be caused by the combined power of the thousand Yuan Fetuses, Cao Beifeng and the others almost didn't dare to think about it, and even after Fei Luo divided the thousand bodies, the Ding Wang Xinghai and the Yin Tu Clan Chiefs had already begun to despair.

A thousand yuan tires are powerful, and this number is almost much more than the number of yuan tires in the entire yin soil!

Originally, several people in Dingwang Xinghai already had the mentality of dying, but the strength of Bai Mei made them see a hint of a turnaround!

But now......

Looking at the dark blue ravine summoned by the thousand Fei Luoqi forces, the hole that seemed to be at the bottom of the world. In the face of this level of power, the people of Ding Wang Xinghai were completely desperate!

Seeing that Bai Mei was indifferent and allowed himself to summon a wisp of phantom at the bottom of the ruins, Fei Luo laughed secretly in his heart, one wrong step, one wrong step. Let your hubris be your last word.

Looking up at the sky above the inside of Zhenxu Mountain, the dark blue ravine summoned by Fei Luo, his white eyebrows and eyes trembled, is this Guiru......

In the dark blue gully above, there seemed to be countless streams of water slowly poured into it through the void, and the ruins that seemed to be like a rift in the world seemed to eternally exude a deadly attraction, trying to suck everything into the body.

An exclamation from behind interrupted Bai Mei's gaze.

Turning his head to look at the place where the voice came from, Cao Beifeng, who had a shocked face, pulled his gray hair, and the silver-gray divine light on his body flickered, but he couldn't stop the passage of the source of vitality in his body.

"It's a quick battle...... Bai Mei, whose body is completely composed of martial saint atoms, doesn't care about the encroachment of the power of returning to the ruins, but Cao Beifeng and the others can't hold out for long under the strange influence of returning to the ruins.

The chains on the giant sword behind his back began to rattle, and when he saw this scene, a solemnity appeared on the faces of Qianren Ferro.

Ever since Bai Mei summoned this giant sword, at least thirty percent of Ferro's attention has been on this sword, and this sword feels too heavy for him......

"The sword steps on the sky, only I am vertical!"

Suddenly with a long groan, in Bai Mei's body, a long sword with different handle styles and different sword intents continued to fly out, until there were more than a thousand before gradually stopping.

The green shirt is furled, and there are thousands of long swords erected, and the white-eyed hand is located in the center of the thousand swords!

"Imperial Sword Technique!" Holding the hilt of Nan Mingli's fire sword, Bai Meilang roared softly, and the thousands of long swords around his body suddenly flew out in unison, each meeting a Fei Luo!

Thousands of flying swords vs. thousands of yuan tires!

In an instant, countless divine lights flashed wildly, and thousands of flying swords were manipulated by Bai Mei, like thousands of peerless swordsmen, and the exquisite sword moves were like a long waterfall flowing water, endless, and it was enjoyable to watch!

Witnessing such a big battle, Cao Beifeng and the others in the audience were also blazing, and the battle intent in their bodies was burning, and they couldn't wait to rush into battle at this moment, holding a sword blade, and fighting happily!

Holding Nan Ming's fire sword in his hand, Bai Mei is like the emperor of the sword, leading thousands of army sword generals, and killing the enemy in the imperial array! For a while, Bai Mei's demeanor even deeply impressed the heads of the Yin Earth tribes, such as Ding Wang Xinghai.

The demeanor of this person is indeed unparalleled in the world!

Fei Luo, who was soon fighting with a thousand flying swords, suddenly showed a trace of fatigue, this fatigue was not the loss of physical cultivation, but the exhaustion of soul strength!

Seeing Fei Luo's tired face, Bai Mei smiled slightly: "There are more than a thousand incarnations, even if they have the ability to be immortal." But with so many clones, how long can your soul last......"

Sure enough, while Bai Mei was speaking, Qianren Feiluo's face showed a trace of resentment and helplessness.

Thousands of Ferro are beginning to coalesce back into one!

Returning to the whole, Fei Luo let out a long breath of turbidity, looked at Bai Mei's eyes and showed resentment: "What a delicate and meticulous opponent." ”

"But you're still going to be slow after all......"

With a strange smile on his face, Ferro's tone made Bai Mei faintly feel a little bad......

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