Bai Zhenxia's face was pale, and he could only take back the eighth-level spirit sword and let it go, allowing the dominating sword to slash down angrily. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, two more bright yellow talismans appeared on his side, and after they were triggered, dozens of light golden light blades blasted towards him like an overwhelming blast. With the flash of inspiration on the bracelet on his right hand, the severed steel wrestler dozens of feet away suddenly 'came back to life', and it was reshaped again in a moment. Wielding a giant sword, it slashed behind Zhang Xin like thunder,

flanked back and forth, trying to force Zhang Xin into a desperate situation. But Zhang Xin was fearless, regardless of the giant sword behind him, the blade was still indomitable and invincible!

"Before I went crazy, there was no enemy of Shihe, so why should you struggle in vain?"

Zhang Xin laughed and swung his knife at the same time, he seemed to be attacking against the forty-level golden wind, but none of the swords were really attacking him. Slap and slash, do whatever you want, the blade blade is all on the side of those golden blades, looking for gaps, following the line, like mercury pouring into the ground, pervasive!

In just a blink of an eye, he shattered all the more than a dozen metal blades in front of him!

Bai Zhenxia's face was pale, and he had already retreated to ten zhang away, and waved out two more talismans, just about to trigger.

But the dominating knife in the sky has followed.

"This knife, the mad knife will destroy a thousand catastrophes!"

When Zhang Xin sang, the sword light had already brought out several mysterious trajectories, not only inspiring a series of sword qi to slash in the air, but also driving countless wind blades and thunderbolts, almost submerging Bai Zhenxia's figure.

But in the storm and lightning, Bai Zhenxia still calmly activated the talisman, and placed the two golden spirit shields in front of him, resisting all the storms in front of him. At the same time, I secretly slandered in my heart, what kind of crazy sword is this called a crazy sword to destroy a thousand years of calamity? It's just the first slash of the wind and thunder, 'wind and thunder'.

He was only amazed that Zhang Xin had cultivated so quickly. I am also very glad that the power of this style of sword technique is obviously insufficient, Zhang Xin's cultivation in the thunder system spirit art is far from home, although this wind is strong, but the thunder power does not pose a threat to him.

But in just the next moment, Bai Zhenxia's face had changed drastically, and Zhang Xin's figure in front of him was disappearing.

It was just an afterimage left in place, and Zhang Xin's person had long since disappeared.

And just sixty times later, Bai Zhenxia felt a fierce and incomparable energy appear behind him.

He didn't have time to turn the Xuanjin Shield in front of him behind him, and with a white sword light flashing, he only heard a crisp sound of 'click', his neck suddenly broke off, and his head flew up,

"This sword, the soul flies into the Yellow Spring! High-level talismans, you are not alone. ”

Cutting off Bai Zhenxia's head, Zhang Xin swung out the 'autumn water' continuously, directly cutting Bai Zhenxia's head into eight pieces, and even the body was divided into ten sections. He waved the knife handsomely, wanting to throw off all the blood and brains on the knife.

But at this moment, his face changed slightly, and his figure retreated a few feet away. And opposite him, inside the remnants of Bai Zhenxia, countless flesh buds poked out, patchwork and connected with each other. Then the pair of arms were also changing, and they opened two bloody mouths from them, biting in the direction of Zhang Xin, but they were a step slower and were narrowly avoided by Zhang Xin.

Seeing that Bai Zhenxia's body was 'recovering', Zhang Xin first looked at him in shock, and then his eyes were full of disgust.

"Your so-called longevity is to make yourself look like a ghost or a ghost?"

- The guy in front of him can hardly be called a human anymore. Not only a pair of hands, but also an extra mouth. Even the skull opened like a 'petal' at this time. It's like a man-eating flower, densely packed with countless spikes.

This is even more bizarre than the demon spirit.

"What's wrong with this? If it weren't for that, the old man would have died under your Zhang Xin's knife just now. ”

Bai Zhenxia didn't care about the 'hehe' smile, and the voice was so weird: "I can maintain the ability of spiritual cultivation, and I can get the power of the demon spirit, and I can prolong my life for three hundred years." It's just that the body has changed, and I'm a spiritual cultivator, so who cares about that? According to the adult, this is evolution, and we spiritually will all embark on this path sooner or later. ”

"Evolution?"

Zhang Xin remembered some of Ye Ruo's words, but then he shook his head slightly, thinking that if he had to evolve into 'Bai Zhenxia' in the future, it would be better to die.

Putting away the distractions, Zhang Xin raised his knife again and pointed to the opposite side.

"It's true to say you're scum. No, you look worse than garbage now. I advise you to be restrained, so that you will have less pain!"

"Tied up?"

Bai Zhenxia laughed as if he had heard some incredible joke. He calmly transferred a golden shield in front of him, and his two arms danced as if they were completely boneless, and his fangs were biting, becoming more and more hideous.

"Then the old man wants to see, what can you do to me today? You ignorant erector, can you know that the old man is now with the help of this demon body, and he is already an immortal body? As long as the yuan power is enough, even if there is only a drop of blood left, it can be regenerated. How much of your Zhang Xin's spiritual energy is left now? I have to say that your twenty-fourth-level sword control technique just now is indeed amazing, but unfortunately, the person who uses it is only a second-level spirit master. ”

"Oh, you're pretty confident. ”

The corners of Zhang Xin's lips were slightly raised, and his expression was still wild and unruly, full of contempt: "Senior Brother Kebai, you seem to have forgotten something?"

At this time, Bai Zhenxia also realized it, his complexion suddenly changed slightly, and the next moment, he heard a 'boom'.

When Bai Zhenxia looked back in horror, he saw that the steel wrestler behind him had been forcibly cut open from the center by a halberd. Then a burly silver-white figure rushed over like a mad tiger.

First, with the arm shield in his hand, he slapped violently, slamming the eighth-level flying sword that intended to block it away, and then the halberd swung it, not only forcibly cutting off the Xuanjin shield, but also breaking Bai Zhenxia's body into two again!

Then this golden spirit warrior suddenly abandoned the halberd, and the big silver-white hand grabbed Bai Zhenxia's chest and abdomen, and pressed this person's body to the ground.

At this time, Bai Zhenxia was incredulous: "How is it possible?

Zhang Xin snorted, "It's a thirty-two level town spirit talisman, right?" ”

"This can't be! bastard!

Bai Zhenxia was still roaring wildly, his body was constantly twisting and struggling, and four octopus-like tentacles stretched out in his body, constantly bombarding the arms and chest of the Thunderbolt Type 4. Trying to escape from the control of this golden spirit warrior was in vain.

But after a while, Bai Zhenxia thought of something again, and one arm suddenly stretched out the bone knife, and suddenly cut off his head and limbs. After that, countless sprouts grew out of the port, connecting with each other, completely abandoning his previous chest and abdomen, and laughing at the same time.

"It's useless, it's useless! You still can't help the old man! As long as there is another half a moment, no, only a hundred breaths, those eight-armed snake demons will tear you apart completely! Can you sense it? They're coming, they're coming—"