As soon as the two of them appeared, the dense flames collided with the tricolor brilliance.

It was like two hostile armoured horsemen colliding together.

Xuan Qi gathers, destroying the three colors.

The powerful people of the Qin State thought that they were watching a martial arts competition, but they couldn't see anything clearly at all.

The eardrum is buzzing.

In the eyes, the two of them flickered.

In the open space in the center of the entire banquet hall of King Qin, a flame tornado actually rose.

In the flames, the killing god dragged the knife, and also dragged the brilliant firelight.

But the fire was stirred up by the sword qi of the opposite sword demon, and then the man with evil spirit turned into a wind dragon and slashed out-for-tat.

Knife to knife.

Lianzhu, like a shower!

Bang bang bang!!

The magnates never imagined such a scene.

The fire dragon and the wind dragon were entangled, roaring around the temple.

However, both of them were able to restrain themselves so that this power would not escape.

However, just by passing the terror in front of them, it was already terrifying, and the back was cold, and the magnates only felt that thousands of Ling Chi's knives were placed around them, cold sweat was dripping, and their breathing almost stopped.

For a while, in the palace, between heaven and earth, there seemed to be only two dragons left in the form of these two knives.

Boom!!

Another loud bang.

The two separated, slowly circling each other, only each other in their eyes.

On the high platform, King Qin had never seen such a duel, and his face, which was originally full of red light, became extremely pale.

Seeing this, the eunuch hurriedly shouted at the top of his voice: "Truce! truce!"

But in the eyes of the God of Killing and the Sword Demon, there is no one else.

It can be described as a real chess opponent.

"I'm going to get serious. ”

Bai Qi's usual composure completely disappeared, and his eyes flashed with violence.

"I can't ask for it. ”

The corners of Xia Bai's lips are curled.

Wu An Killing God held the knife in both hands and roared like a beast, and the air around him suddenly turned a pale red.

The red was faintly white, and the temperature of the surrounding air had risen considerably.

If you look closely, it turns out that the air is burning.

The previous fire dragon wind dragon was just produced by the collision of the two swords, but now it really affects the outside, making the air burn!

Xia Bai's gaze swept over.

Sure enough, the control of external objects with Xuan Qi is really not exclusive to oneself.

The Sword Virtue Sutra can instill the sword qi in all things.

And this Wu'an Killing God's Immortal Sun Divine Skill can actually make all things burn.

It's just that this shot is the realm of the three products of Xuanqi.

"Truce!!"

The eunuch roared at the top of his lungs, but his voice could no longer be heard in the center of the field.

It was like a killing god coming out of a flame hell, staring coldly at his opponent.

"Let's decide the outcome with one blow. ”

Xia Bai said: "Yes." ”

Bai Qi held the knife in both hands, and the flames suddenly climbed up to the knife, making the blade appear a quenching red.

He lunged out, but his opponent made a move he couldn't have imagined.

Throw a knife!

The speed of Bai Qi did not decrease, but he subconsciously turned his head slightly.

However, a strong sense of crisis hit my heart.

He saw the knife turn, reorient itself in mid-air, and still stab at him,

The maroon pupils of the killing god shrank suddenly, stopped, the knife fell back, and blocked!

But the expected crash was not heard.

The knife had an indescribable magic, and it seemed to be able to dodge all obstacles, and it would inevitably hit the opponent, and the afterimage dragged out in the middle was like a snail, but it was extremely fast.

It's all in between the lights and the fire.

It gives people a sense of disobedience, even dizziness and nausea.

Obviously looking at the knife here, you block the knife, but the block is empty, because the knife is not there.

And you drive the power, use the keen senses, adjust the wrist, and then block, obviously see the truth, but the knife is still there.

The wild and wicked man threw as if it weren't a knife.

It's air.

It's just that this air, with a deadly killing machine, comes from afar, and swears never to return if you don't suck blood!

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of thoughts have passed.

Wu Anjun didn't spare his hand anymore, and burst into a shout, and the white flames burning around him formed an unimaginable air cover, and the true fire of the sun that escaped was like thousands of red snakes, and it actually shot at the surrounding guests!!

Bai Qi has already been killed, and he can't take care of so much at all.

The sun god canopy, once opened, is walking in the heavy rain of thousands of arrows in the military array, and those arrows will all melt, although it will not last long, but it is an extremely terrifying ability.

Sure enough, the knife that was thrown was just a mortal knife, and the mortal knife would be subject to the rules, and it would begin to melt into molten iron at this extremely high temperature, and tick through the air hood.

Bai Qi looked through the hood, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the man opposite smiling.

Vaguely, he saw a line of qi like substance, wrapped around the hilt of the knife.

No wonder the knife turns.

Bai Qi had an epiphany.

But then there was another shock.

Because that line of qi is completely transformed by true qi.

True Qi breaking the body is already a killer move, and how can this method of materializing into limbs exist?!

His horror was not over.

In the next moment, the qi that bound the handle of the knife between them surged through like electricity, merging into the melting blade.

Strike!

There was a soft thud.

It's like a meteor passing through the atmosphere.

Only half an arm's length and a finger's width were left in the molten metal strip, and as if it had gained a strong momentum, the electricity shot through the sun god hood and directly penetrated Bai Qi's chest.

Astonishment flashed in the eyes of the killing god, a pain in his chest, his qi veins were broken, and all kinds of blockages surged into his heart, and he actually raised his head to the sky and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The white flames were extinguished, and Bai Qi fell to his knees.

Fists clenched, "I lost." ”

Xia Bai looked around, the true fire of the sun that burst out of Bai Qi's explosion before, had already hurt many powerful people.

As for King Qin, the crown prince, and Yingdang, they were quickly protected by the masters behind them, and they blocked it with their true qi.

Despite this, these blocking masters still have a lot of serious injuries, and even the best ones are pale.

The audience was silent.

What exactly... What kind of monster is it?!

...

Ying Zheng hid his joy, Ying Dang's face was full of anger, and he looked at the injured Bai Qi.

It's just a defeat, and he can't even control the power, and he hurts so many powerful people.

Has he not sinned against all men?

At this moment, King Qin, who was on the main seat, coughed heavily, and his coughing soul seemed to be gone.

One after another, the eunuch said sharply: "General Bai, are you guilty?"

But King Qin seemed to be no longer able to do it, he was already weak, and he was so frightened just now, his face was even pale, and he hurriedly held the eunuch's hand, bypassed the curtain, and left the table in a hurry.

There were still many wounded at the banquet, and they also left in a hurry with the support of their respective guards.

The prince raised his eyes, looked at Yingdang opposite, and said in a loud voice: "Brother Wang, I toast you." ”

Yingdang raised his glass, fell hard, and brushed his sleeves away.

Ying Zheng suppressed the joy in his heart, and was not in a hurry to leave, poured a glass of wine for Xia Bai, and stood up, "Teacher, today's disciple respects you." ”

In the palace of King Qin, this can be said to be a real recognition of this teacher's identity.

But Long Rantian's eyes became colder and colder, and he drank a glass of bitter wine in front of him, but he bowed his head and said nothing.

Xia Bai sneered in his heart, his face remained silent, and he clinked glasses with Ying Zheng.

Before drinking, he took a deep look at the killing god who got up from the ground, embarrassed, like a lost dog.