Zhou Xing felt that something was not quite right.

He has always been very confident in his own strength.

Whether it is the secret method of Tianzhou that I learned from the library in Yuyu City, the ancestral secret technique of their family obtained from Senior Sister Gu Lingli, the mental method of Kunzhou obtained from the female son of heaven in Kunzhou, and all the secrets of the Holy Fire Palace obtained by coaxing Ji Xuan......

In short, he fused through the secret techniques of the Eight Prefectures, and was familiar with all the sword move factions in Middle-earth, if it weren't for the fact that his cultivation was lower than Shang Qing, he was sure that he would definitely be able to defeat Shang Qing!

This time, within the realm of the Heavenly Dao, Shang Qing's cultivation is lowered, and his cultivation is improved, he will definitely be able to slash Shang Qing under the sword!

That's what Zhou Xing thought of and did so. But......

There is a saying that is right, the ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, even if there is a whole level of difference, he can't even beat Shang Qing?!

"You him. Mom, how is this possible! Your cultivation is not as high as mine now, why- why do you still have spiritual power? You should have run out of money! ”

Zhou Xing's face turned pale.

The sea was undulating, and he summoned his long-hidden army of contract spirit beasts, and the enemy was only Shang Qing alone, but his momentum alone pressed the entire heaven and earth.

Zhou Xing's heart was ruthless, mobilizing the power of the Tianzhou Pulse Eye, which had been fused with his dantian, and the mighty aura passed through his meridians, bringing a violent stinging pain.

He gritted his teeth and endured this, the spiritual power was infused with the long knife, the five elements of spiritual energy were condensed and crackled and exploded, the gold, wood, water, fire and earth bloomed, and the five-colored spiritual rhyme burst out on his side, and he flew up violently!

The aura of the five elements attribute formed a hurricane and poured into Zhou Xing's body, and the extremely fast spiritual waves roared.

The summoned contract beasts hissed in the sky, their roars were terrible and ferocious, making people feel chills down their spines, and their rubbing figures formed a mighty black shadow, and their four claws kicked hard, overwhelmingly pounced on Shang Qing!

Shang Qing only had a sword in his hand.

The sword is three feet six inches and five minutes long, and the sword body and scabbard are all soapy black, with a cyan lotus flower covering it.

The sword blade is snowy, carrying the power of ten thousand jun, and meets the black cloud composed of five-colored waves and strange beasts!

The sea was violently split by the sword wind, and the waves were monstrous!

In the dazzling five-colored light, the young man's face was reflected in a cold white, as if he had seen the bright moon and pearls, and Zhou Xing was still tumbling in his mind in a trance, Shang Qing's face-

It's really a peerless and glamorous elegance.

In a moment's trance, he couldn't stop the sword light that fell from the sky, and the sword light shattered the five-colored light drawn by his long knife, and the layers of defense were shattered!

The herd of beasts vanished in a howl, and a sharp pain came from his chest. He only had time to fight with all his strength to turn around, but his left arm still hurt to the bone.

When he turned his head suddenly, he saw blood splattering, and one arm rolled out with one arm attached to it.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at his arms as he spun in a big circle in mid-air, falling heavily into the sea!

"My arm—"

The water splashed, his arms disappeared, and a large canopy of blood splashed in the air, Zhou Xing wailed in pain, raised his hand to cover the wound, and the blood still couldn't stop surging down between his fingers.

"Shang Qing, do you think I'm going to lose like this? No way! ”

While spitting blood, he sneered over and over again, and the veins and eyes in the dantian were filled with five-colored spiritual light, gradually covering the wound, and the muscles and bones were torn out and the granulations trembled and grew.

"As long as I don't die, no matter how many wounds I suffer, I will heal! I am protected by the Heavenly Dao, and as long as I am there, I will not die! ”

The cyan sword pointed at Zhou Xing's eyebrows, and the young man in white raised his eyebrows, and the carmine in the corners of his eyes became more and more intense, and the clear and beautiful became more and more beautiful, as if upside down all beings.

"It's just right that you can't die, you can heal." He said, "I'll cut you as much as you grow." ”