Just as Ji Game's words were finished, a dead human head was thrown in from outside the Taiji Palace.

It was a handsome and strange face, but the eyes were glaring, and it looked very sad and frightened.

"Blazing!"

This head is the most remnant of the Great Ming Zun Sect, the head of the Five Mingzi Miaokong Mingzi, the flawed. It is also the most important chess piece in the game of besieging and killing Ji to Yutian.

"Although Liefang's martial arts are okay, but it is not in your eyes, the reason why you contain him is because of his identity. ”

As soon as Ji Game's words were finished, three people walked in outside the Taiji Palace, two men and one woman, all of whom were present, and they were the three disciples of the evil king.

Hou Xibai, Yang Xuyan, Wanwan!

"Xiang Yutian, the most wrong thing you did was to let Lie Fang incite Xuyan to betray me. As my favorite disciple, after Lie Fang found Xuyan in the way of the Great Ming Venerable Sect, Xuyan immediately turned around and reported your news to me. ”

Yang Xuyan's face was cold, and the blood stains on the shadow sword in his hand had not dried, obviously the flaw was killed by his own hands.

"Hehe, sister of the senior family, this time, no one will bother me. ”

The white-clothed and barefoot Wanwan came directly in front of Concubine Xuan, the Heavenly Demon Twin Daggers in her hands were full of cold light, although she was smiling on her face, her eyes were as cold as snow.

"Brother Xu, forgive me, it's hard to disobey the teacher's fate!"

Hou Xibai showed a wry smile on his face, and stopped in front of Xu Ziling with a beauty fan. On the other side, Kou Zhong was stopped by the cold Yang Xuyan, three against three, and now Xiang Yutian's side is empty, Bi Xuan, and Song Que have to deal with all the demon masters around Ji Bo.

The tide was reversed in this instant!

"There can only be one ruler in the Holy Gate, and there must always be a winner between the evil emperor and the evil king. ”

In the face of such adversity, Xiang Yutian's face flattened instead. calmly stood in front of Ji Bo. This is the first time that Ji Game has carefully looked at this evil emperor who has endless legends in the Demon Gate.

His appearance is peculiar, his basin is wide and long, and his high forehead and chin on the upper pocket give it a majestic look. His eyes, ears, nose and mouth have a rich smell carved out of granite, and his slender eyes carry a mocking smile, which makes people feel both his cynical nature and the pride and conceit of looking down on all beings in the world.

A long sword of a simple style burst out of Xiang Yutian's sleeve and fell into his palm, and a line of strange words like more than a dozen small insects crawling on the sword was engraved on the sword. It's as if it has some mysterious amount of power.

"The name of the sword is nostalgic, please give me advice!"

Seeing Xiang Yutian's serious appearance, Ji Game couldn't help but put away the smile on his face. With a solemn face, he raised the sword in his hand.

"The name of the sword is Zidian, and the name of the sword is Dragon Sparrow, you are no stranger to it. ”

Xiang Yutian saw the narrow and slender blade in Ji Bo's right hand, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of memory, and sighed leisurely.

"The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife forged by Helian Bobo, the king of the Xia Kingdom, has indeed been seen for a long time. ”

Xiang Yutian was born during the Sixteen Kingdoms period, just when Helian was full of spirit. It's just that hundreds of years have passed, and all his former friends have disappeared from the world, leaving only him, an immortal alien. Today, I suddenly saw the relics of the deceased. I couldn't help but feel a trace of warmth in my heart.

"Xiang Yutian, Shi Zhixuan is mine. ”

Suddenly, Song Que opened his mouth and stopped the Demon Gate Supreme Battle that the Evil Emperor and Evil King was about to unfold.

"You're no match for him. Moreover, my demon seed is not omnipotent, if you don't use martial arts, you may be able to rely on it to live for two or three years. Once you fight him. You'll probably only be able to make one slash at most. ”

Xiang Yutian kindly persuaded that he didn't just want to use this heavenly knife to save Song Que, but also to appreciate this junior. And. The heart of a martial artist who wants to do it in his heart can no longer be suppressed, and he urgently needs an evenly matched opponent to vent.

"If Tiandao doesn't mind, let Fu someone's sword play accompany you through a few moves. ”

At this time, Fu Cailin, who was dressed in white like snow and had a strange ugly face, walked into the hall silently with a green sword. The last chess piece laid by Ji Game also arrived.

"I have heard for a long time that Brother Song is the first sword master in the world, Fu is not talented, and he thinks he is the first sword master in the world. ”

Fu Cailin's spiritual sense was combined with the sword in his hand, and between the full operation of the sword technique, he also saw Song Quan's situation. proposed a competition that does not use true qi and is purely a move competition. In this way, he does not have to worry about being a tiger, but he can also fulfill a wish in his heart.

The great master of the world, Fu Cailin has already tried tricks with the Evil King and Wuzun, and now only the Heavenly Sword and the Evil Emperor are missing. It's just that the evil emperor is too terrifying, so he still leaves it to Shi Zhixuan, and he comprehends the supreme forgetting sword realm with the sword in his hand.

"It is also a blessing to be able to experience the perfect sword game of the sword master at the last moment of life. ”

Song Que frowned, nodded in agreement, between the first sword and the first sword, a conclusion should also be drawn. However, he did not forget his strongest desire to climb back from the underworld this time.

"Shi Zhixuan, don't die until I use the ninth sword on you. ”

The meaning of this sentence is to let Xiang Yutian lose. Hearing this, the Evil Emperor couldn't help but feel angry.

"Then, who will stop the deity?"

Bi Xuan's burly body stood in the hall like a demon god, holding a spear, and his eyebrows were arrogant. The great grandmasters present all had opponents, but he didn't. Although there are many people on the side of the Demon Gate, Zhu Yuyan, who has the highest martial arts, is only the peak of the grandmaster, and there is still a gap between him and the great grandmaster.

"If the Evil Emperor is not in a hurry, let Shi take care of him first. ”

Ji Game's faint tone spread throughout the Taiji Hall, making everyone present feel a burst of enthusiasm. In the world, apart from the evil king, who can be so arrogant.

"Since you're not afraid of me seeing through the martial arts moves, just make a move, and Xiang will never interfere. ”

After thinking for a while, Xiang Yutian took back his nostalgic sword, watched from the wall, and completely sold his teammates.

For this, Bi Xuan was naturally furious, but there was a confrontation between life and death, and the ethereal qi had already shrouded him, so that he could no longer have other thoughts to think more, and he could only urge the Yanyang Miraculous Skill that he had cultivated all his life to the limit, and use it to resist the true appearance of the Son of Heaven who was stronger than the wave.

"The name of the spear is 'Agu Shihuaya', which is an ancient Turkic language, which means the wolf of the moonlit night, weighing ninety-nine catties. ”

Bi Xuan hadn't done it for nearly twenty years since he reported the name of the weapon to his opponent. Because after he was sixty years old, no one could force him to use his own weapons.

The broad hand grasped the moon wolf spear made of fine iron, and the scorching yang qi poured into it, and the dark spear actually turned red. Obviously it was still snowing today, but it was like a hot summer in the Taiji Hall, and an explosion like a magma volcano roared, making all the masters present couldn't help but sweat lightly.

"I heard that Wu Zun once fought with Sanren Ning Daoqi?"

In the face of Bi Xuan's scorching aura, Ji Game's complexion remained unchanged, and the sword in his hand naturally hung down by his side. The purple light in his pupils spread, like burning smoke, and at the same time, the space around him began to expand and spread, canceling out Bi Xuan's scorching yang aura.

"That's right, it was also the most painful game that the deity fought. ”

Bi Xuan stood on top of the main hall like a body made of bronze pouring, fusing with the Moon Wolf Spear in his hand, giving birth to a supreme sharpness that pierced the sky. The air around him was distorted by his blazing sun, reflecting his demonic figure even more mysteriously vast.

"That Wuzun can know that Lu Dao, twelve years ago, it was also in this palace that someone Shi took off Ning Daoqi's head in front of the entire righteous path master. ”

When he said this, all the masters of the Demon Gate who had watched this peak duel were all in high spirits. It was their most proud moment, and it will always be remembered in their hearts.

"Does the evil king know how long the deity has lived?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's probably seven out of eighty. ”

Bi Xuan raised his eyebrows, obviously not expecting Ji Bo to be surprised to know his exact age.

"A martial artist's life is the limit when he is 100 years old, even if we have achieved the pinnacle of the Great Grandmaster. If it is a self-cultivation, chong and tranquil martial arts like Sanren Ning Daoqi, it is not uncommon to live two nails. But all the martial arts of the deity are killed on the battlefield, and one move and one style is purely for blood. Therefore, even if the Buddha-figure has perfected his flesh, it is impossible to live past ninety. ”

Ji Game's face remained unchanged after hearing this, because Bi Xuan was telling the truth. Among the three great masters, Ning Daoqi was born in Taoism, and he comprehended it in the art of health preservation, and his lifespan was the longest among the three great masters. Although Fu Cailin practiced swordsmanship, swordsmanship was the best move in the world, and it did not hurt his body much, so he could live to be 100 years old.

Only Bi Xuan, born in a hundred battles with his own skills, is even more domineering. All of this was at the cost of burning the vitality of his flesh, and being able to live to the age of ninety was already the result of his adoption in recent years. But even so, his longevity has reached the limit, and like Fu Cailin, it will only be two or three years at most, and he will go west.

"So, do you want to have a hearty peak duel with Shi at the end of your life, just like Ning Dodge and me. ”

After Ji Game's words were finished, Bi Xuan's cold face nodded slowly, and the moon wolf spear in his hand pointed at him. As if he could pierce the sky, he raised the purple sword in his left hand. A flawless circle was drawn at the tip of the sword, blocking the invisible edge.

"It's ...... Swordsmanship!"

Bi Xuan, who had fought with Fu Cailin, saw the artistic conception of this move at the first time. His eyes widened slightly, revealing a hint of disbelief.

ps: It seems that today is really going to be the rhythm of staying up all night. (To be continued......)