Nagaru stretched out his hand and stroked it on his chest, naturally he didn't touch anything, but the palm of his hand in the soul state passed through the chest cavity in the soul state.

He tried to calm his long-non-existent heart, no longer shocked by this sword intent, but he didn't think about it, but he forgot that he had been dead for many years, and there was no such thing as a beating heart.

Speaking of which, it was also this young man who not only escaped his control when he came to his tomb before, but also injured him when he left. Nagaru Mingyan smiled, and the dead air overflowed from his body in all directions, and he threw himself towards the seal.

However, before the extremely black and thick death qi could fully come into contact with it, the seal emitted a burst of golden light, dispersing the death qi without a trace.

The consequences of stimulating the seal must be painful, and since the golden light can kill the black qi that overflows from Nagayu's body, it will naturally be able to work on him. Although it will not destroy this extremely terrifying old monster, it can also make him feel like he has been stabbed, and his soul will be injured.

However, he didn't care about these small injuries, he just released a powerful divine sense, allowing it to pass through this layer after layer of seals, as well as the alien space that isolated the unknown number of dimensions, and finally the little bit left, like a drop of water, as insignificant as a drop of water, locked on Hong Xiaobao, who was fighting with Aowentian.

Hong Xiaobao picked up the "Autumn Water Sword Technique", the true qi in his body is continuous, inexhaustible, even for a person like Shangao Wentian, who fights quickly and quickly, there is no big problem in fighting hundreds of moves.

Hong Xiaobao is a person who realizes true knowledge through practice, he has only learned to understand the "Qiushui Sword Technique" only one layer, but he learned to skillfully run the "Qiushui Sword Technique" in the fight with Baili Tu and a few of them, but these people are just a movable stake for him, far less than the combat experience value of Ao Wentian.

Maybe Hong Xiaobao is not as strong as Ao Wentian in terms of swordsmanship and sword intent, but he can't take Hong Xiaobao for a long time at the moment. New hatred and old hatred, coupled with the demagogy in this tomb, he has already entered a state of madness and lost his original sanity. Whether it is the speed of the sword or the grasp of the angle, it is weaker than his peak state.

And even if he is arrogant at his peak, there is no way to take Hong Xiaobao. He's in this situation now. It's like a mad dog with a terrifying appearance and brute strength, the appearance is very scary, and it can bluff a large number of people just by virtue of the momentum that erupts from his body, but in Hong Xiaobao's opinion, these are just paper tigers.

Do you say that the sword speed of Aowentian is fast? Do you forget that Hong Xiaobao's "Qiushui Sword Technique" pays attention to the word "fast"? You say that the power of the sword of Aowentian is great? Do you forget that Hong Xiaobao practiced boxing hard, and the strength of one punch can reach thousands of catties, but it can collapse mountains and destroy stones? You say that Aowentian's moves are strange and seem to be disorderly, and you have forgotten the hundred rivers and rivers of Hong Xiaobao's "Qiushui Sword Technique". All over the world and eight wildernesses into one?

Hong Xiaobao may have been deficient in the early stage, but after the last time, he had already found out his true knowledge in practice, and after he had learned it, he drew inferences from one another, and his strength was better than before.

If you say that last time, it was Hong Xiaobao, who had a small success, who was proud of his peak. So at this moment, the two people who are standing in this narrow world. It is Hong Xiaobao at the peak of his pride in the follow-up shortcomings!

Hong Xiaobao held a sword flower in his right hand, and the divine soldier was transparent, like a washed jade, and there were bursts of cold light on the cold front, sliding from the hilt to the tip of the sword. The Divine Soldier is charging, and this is the first time it has tried to defeat a man. It takes time to absorb the aura around you.

Qingqing, who woke up a little, woke up to such a scene, she was surprised and delighted, not only happy for Hong Xiaobao to be evenly matched with Aowentian, but also worried about whether he could defeat the number one sword saint in the Heavenly Fortune Continent.

There was a lot of wind around her. At first, she only thought it was wind, but then she found out that it was the wind generated by a large amount of spiritual energy surging and being absorbed!

Qingqing followed the wind, and finally locked the center of the vortex, and when she looked up, she showed an incredible expression.

This turned out to be Hong Xiaobao's sword! His sword was absorbing the lush aura in this tomb! Surprised, Qingqing took a closer look and found that the divine weapon was wrapped around it with extremely pure aura!

This...... This divine weapon is also too easy to use! Qingqing thought of the women's sword in her hand, and wondered if it was also so powerful.

"Amitabha. Because of the battle between Ao Wentian and Hong Xiaobao, the strange and tempting mind in this tomb was diluted a lot, and everyone was much more sane at this moment.

The little monk took the opportunity to take Yun Caixiao away, and returned to peace with Qingqing and Chang Lingyue. The little monk still had his thunderous expression at the moment, but his eyes were always looking at Hong Xiaobao, no, it should be said that he was attracted by the sword intent revealed on his sword.

"The little treasure benefactor is really a peerless genius. It was not the divine soldiers themselves who absorbed the surrounding aura, but the small treasure benefactor who took the initiative to urge the divine soldiers to absorb them, and before absorbing them, they also refined and purified them. can use the divine weapon to the extreme, and use this effect, the little treasure benefactor can be described as talented. ”

Li Haoyang on the side heard this, although he snorted coldly with his nose to show his disdain, but his eyes never took off Hong Xiaobao's body, to be precise, it should be his sword.

Li Haoyang, as a sword cultivator, whether it is Hong Xiaobao's sword intent or the ability of the divine weapon he inspires, he can feel it more than Qingqing and the little monk. And it was precisely because of this that the strange feeling in his heart became more and more intense.

It can be said that it is unwilling, it can also be said that it is remorseful, and it can even be said that it is a convincing to Hong Xiaobao's pure sword intent.

Hong Xiaobao continued to urge the divine soldiers, and when Ao Wentian saw his movements, he also knew what he wanted to do, he sneered and said disdainfully: "Rampant boy, do you think you can beat me like this? Tell you, in the face of absolute strength, any cleverness is just child's play!"

Arrogantly asked the heavens, and then slashed with another sword. Hong Xiaobao only used his sword to resist Ao Wentian's attack while purifying and absorbing spiritual power. Because he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his hand for a while, he used his spiritual power to attack Ao Wentian in advance, so Hong Xiaobao had to fight back cautiously, so as not to release the killing move with the wrong hand.

Ao Wentian saw that he only defended and did not attack, and the sword had long lost its previous explosive power, when it was the fulfillment of what he said, in the face of his absolute strength, Hong Xiaobao's little cleverness was only crushed.

And although Hong Xiaobao didn't dare to exert too much force, he could still do it if he wanted to take over the sword of Ao Wentian. He looked at the more and more arrogant Ao Wentian with an indifferent face, and there was only contempt written on his face.

Hong Xiaobao rolled his eyes, roaring in his heart, looking at your ability, do you really think you can go to heaven?

Ao Wentian naturally didn't know Hong Xiaobao's inner activities, and only thought that he could completely suppress Hong Xiaobao.

"Heh, wasn't the kid quite rampant before? Ahhh

Hong Xiaobao didn't bother to pay attention to him, and focused on urging the divine soldiers to purify and absorb the aura. He also accidentally discovered that the divine weapon has this effect, and today he took it out for experimentation, but what he didn't expect was that this divine soldier was like a bottomless pit, from the time he began to absorb spiritual power to now, half a pillar of incense has passed, and he thinks that the speed of absorbing spiritual power is still fast, but this divine soldier seems to have not been fed yet, and there is no reaction at all.

For a while, Hong Xiaobao didn't know whether he should be happy or sad. only scolded secretly, damn, I know that you have a good absorption ability and a big appetite, but when is Nima, when is this, you still come slowly after burning your eyebrows, and if you don't see your master, you will be poked to death by this madman?

I don't know if this divine soldier understood or what, just in an instant, a very thin peach-colored stream emerged from this sword, extending from the hilt to the tip of the sword like water.

Hong Xiaobao felt a heartbeat similar to that of a human being, and he was stunned, feeling the increasingly hot sword in his palm. At first, he could barely hold back, but in the back of the sword, it was like it was burned red, and it began to smoke in the palm of his hand.

Before Hong Xiaobao could be stunned, the mocking smile on Ao Wentian's face had not been completely contained, and the next moment, a small hurricane with a small shape but a power that could not be underestimated was released from the hilt of the sword, and a shocking blue light filled the entire sword body, illuminating the entire tomb! At that moment, the tip of the sword seemed to gather the most brilliant beams of light, beautiful and full of power, dazzling but people had to look at it, and had to look at it.

"Boom-" Hong Xiaobao pointed the tip of the sword at Ao Wentian, and a dark blue, golden lightning shot from the tip of the sword

came out, and the thumb-thick lightning slashed towards Ao Wentian in an instant.

Ao Wentian was stunned, and before he could think about what kind of move this was, his battle-hardened body took the lead in reacting, and met it with a sword.

He believed that anything corporeal, whether it was lightning or a hurricane, could be cut off. The thunder and lightning of the tribulation are no exception, Hong Xiaobao's small one can't be smaller, and the mini lightning can't be smaller.

Ao Wentian is confident, he didn't take the thunder and lightning that Hong Xiaobao converted into after absorbing the spiritual power for half a day, he only believed that with his reputation as the number one sword saint in the Tianyun Continent, it was impossible to lose in the hands of such a little-known little hairy child. (To be continued.) )