"Bastard, what are you talking about!?" Qin Huotuo's body trembled, his face turned pale with anger, and his eyes revealed monstrous resentment and resentment, eager to tear Xia Huang into pieces with his gaze.

"I'll kill you!"

In the roar, Qin Huotuo's body jumped up, his robe rolled like a black cloud, and the bracelet that was twisted around his wrist flew out, turning into a jet-black iron sword, and bursts of scale armor appeared on the sword body, narrowly wrapped in rolling clouds, like a black ink dragon, turning over the river and the sea, and killing Xia Huang fiercely.

The entire stone hall trembled.

Qin Huotuo was crazy with hatred and burst out to the limit.

Looking at Qin Huotuo, who was killing frantically, Xia Huang's calm eyes suddenly became bright.

The crazy Qin Huotuo made Fusang Tianhuo seem to feel threatened, and he fluttered and swayed.

All around, runes and veins lit up.

The whole big array, full of excitement!

Kill Qin Huotuo,

Now is the time!

Five fingers and one finger, the dragon swirling sword suddenly appeared.

The breath on Xia Huang's body was released, and the whole person seemed to be on fire, and the dragon whirling sword let out a roar like a dragon's groan, turning into a scorching sword light, and galloping out towards Qin Huotuo.

It was like a round of sun bursting and exploding, and the dragon swirl sword bloomed with a dazzling luster.

Swordsmanship, Brilliant Sun!

This is another swordsmanship that Xia Huang practiced in his previous life after Danshan.

A large circle of air waves roared through.

The Dragon Swirl Sword and Qin Huotuo's jet-black iron sword slammed together.

The tips of the swords collided.

Countless fires splashed.

A momentary encounter, the intensity is worth a thousand encounters of ordinary people!

Xia Huang urged the sword intent to rise to the limit, his hair fluttered, and his robe fluttered, as if it was about to tear.

Consume Qin Huotuo,

Angered Qin Huotuo,

Fully stimulate the Fuso Heavenly Fire Array,

It's been so long.

It's a matter of success or failure!

The surrounding formations were dazzling and bright, as bright as stars, and the surging and majestic, and scorching energy came from all directions, all poured into the Dragon Swirl Sword.

The dragon swirl sword shines brightly.

finally

A burst of fire splashed.

The tumbling black clouds broke up like a tidal wave.

The jet-black iron sword flipped and flew upside down, flipped several times in the air, and slammed into the stone wall, the sword body trembled, and let out a low whimper.

The dragon whirling sword swept by.

The sword light condensed, drawing a horizontal line of fiery red light in the stone hall.

The sharp light pierced through Qin Huotuo's chest.

The stone hall suddenly became silent.

Qin Huotuo's body froze in place, his tattered robe fluttered from hunting, he opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but his knees were weak, and he fell to the ground suddenly. Immediately, only to hear a pop, hot blood gushed out from Qin Huotuo's chest, like an arrow, mixed with fragments of organs, and spilled all over the ground.

His body shook, and Qin Huotuo fell to the ground head-on.

Call!

Xia Huang exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

Finally killed Qin Huotuo.

The light of the formation pattern disappeared, the stone hall regained its calm, Xia Huang turned his head to look at the Fusang Tianhuo that was quietly suspended, and sighed slightly in his heart.

Heavenly Seed, how can it be so easy to accept?

Qin Huotuo wanted to subdue Fusang Tianhuo as soon as he came, but he was simply delusional.

Of course, if there was no Xia Huang, Qin Huotuo might still have a chance to retreat.

Then slowly plan, like his careful planning over the years, step by step, how to subdue Fusang Tianhuo.

Unfortunately, he no longer has a chance.

Reaching out to pick up the treasure bag on Qin Huotuo's waist, as a powerhouse in the Law Realm, he must have also collected a lot of wealth, how could he waste it? Then, Xia Huang looked at the jet-black iron sword inserted in the stone wall.

This is the sword that Qin Huotuo's bracelet has transformed into.

This is also a spiritual weapon.

According to the different natures of the weapons of cultivators, they can be divided into many kinds, such as ordinary weapons of Xuan Weapon, magic weapons of rubbing runes, forbidden weapons produced by special environments, and spiritual weapons that are pregnant with hidden spirits, and so on. The instrument spirit, just like the soul of a person, can make the weapon have spirituality, communicate with the cultivator's mind, and exert amazing power like the left arm and right arm.

The machine spirit also has a grade, which is divided into four major grades of heaven and earth Xuanhuang, each of which has four small grades: primary, intermediate, high and superb. Qin Huotuo's jet-black iron sword, although the pregnant spirit is only the first level of the Xuan level, but the sword weapon of the pregnant Tibetan spirit itself is already precious.

Xia Huang stretched out his hand and pulled out the jet-black iron sword.

On the body of the sword, the word "Mojiao" is engraved.

It turned out that this sword was named Mojiao.

Keng ...... Mo Jiao's sword trembled, and a heavy layer of scale armor appeared on the sword, like a blade, trying to break free from Xia Huang's shackles and control.

It's just that the Mojiao Sword hasn't really resisted yet, only to hear a clear sonorous sound, and the Dragon Spinning Sword is whirling, quietly suspended in the air, as if just looking, what kind of demon can the Mojiao Sword make?

The Mo Jiao sword trembled violently, and became quiet, and the scale armor of the sword body instantly converged, as if it had never appeared or opened.

It's like an obedient little brother.

I saw the Mo Jiao Sword slowly squirming, shrinking into a bracelet, and twisting around Xia Huang's wrist.

On the Fengyang Ridge.

The fighting continues.

With Qin Huotuo leaving, with Gongsun Hao in charge, Jiang Tang, Kong Tang, and Dark Hall have joined forces to gradually control the situation on the field. However, there are still many mutineers who follow Qin Huotuo to resist.

If you don't see the coffin, you don't cry.

If Qin Huotuo doesn't die for a day, these people won't die for a day.

"Sword!"

Just then, someone suddenly shouted.

A figure stepped out of the pit.

The battle on all sides was frozen, and their eyes were all on the figure.

With a wave of his hand, the figure threw a cloud of things that fell to the ground and rolled all the way out.

This is a head!

With his hair disheveled, his mouth open, and his eyes wide open, as if he had not been able to accept this fact until he died.

If it's not Qin Huotuo, who could it be!?

"It's really Qin Huotuo! It's really him, dead. ”

Gongsun Hao muttered in his mouth.

It's like a dream.

"The sword is mighty!"

"The sword is mighty!"

In the crowd, I don't know who broke out first to roar, and suddenly set off a wave of sound, wave after wave, resounding through the mountains and forests, shaking the surrounding trees to rattle.

Those who followed Qin Huotuo's mutineers were all paralyzed on the ground.

At this point, the situation is settled.

This sword pavilion crisis caused by the return of Qin Huotuo from the beginning of the Sword Meeting, was finally resolved with Qin Huotuo's ambush.

After this battle, it can be imagined that Xia Huang's reputation in the Sword Pavilion will definitely rise to an unprecedented level.

"Pavilion master, you go back to the pavilion first, I'm here, and I still have some things. Everything was settled, Xia Huang said to Gongsun Hao.

"Oh?" Gongsun Hao was slightly stunned, and then he understood.

Fuso Tianhuo has not yet been subdued.

How could Xia Huang miss it?

"Okay, I'll let Hall Master Wei's people stay here, if you have anything to do, just look for them. Gongsun Hao said, if it weren't for the fact that the Sword Pavilion needed to be cleaned up and reorganized at this moment, and there were still many things that he, the pavilion master, needed to preside, he would be willing to stay and sit here for Xia Huang.

"Good. Xia Huang nodded.

Gongsun Hao led people out of the mountains and forests.

Wei Wuji, the master of the Dark Hall, took Zhuo Yufeng and the others to stay behind and guard Xia Huang.

Xia Huang returned to the bottom of the pit.

Looking at the ancient stone gate covered with lines, Xia Huang took a deep breath.

Subduing the Fusang Heavenly Fire,

It's going to be a long and difficult process.