Qi Xuance had never seen Ximen Blowing Snow, but he felt that even if this invincible sword immortal was reborn and used a trick to fly out of the sky, it would probably be the case.

This sword, simple, but so elegant that it seems to occupy the whole world.

What Jian Feng pointed at seemed to have severed the last trace of connection between Qi Xuance and this world.

A sword struck, and Qi Xuance found that he had become a loner, standing in the desert without a wisp, alone, facing this immortal from nine heavens away.

And the truth is, after a moment of trance.

The fierce sword aura instantly overflowed.

Thousands of small strands of energy rolled along with the autumn water-like sword body, stirring up the trajectory of this sword.

It's like a black hole that destroys space.

So much so that even if you want to resist, there is no trace of it.

This sword is an antelope hanging horn, and it is also a white horse, and even it is no longer a sword, but a direction that guides you to the end of life.

Is this the strength of the Seventy-seventh Rank in the Strong Domain Realm?

Qi Xuance slapped himself hard and slapped himself back into the small courtyard from the endless desert.

But as soon as it was delayed, a little cold sword was already approaching in front of him.

"The Flower of Flatsmith Lane!"

A disc bloomed in front of Qi Xuance in time, but before the flames could even rise, it was directly stabbed.

But Qi Xuance only wanted to buy a little time.

"The Door of Separation!"

With an angry shout, Qi Xuance swiped with one hand, and a simple light gate more than half a foot high suddenly appeared.

This light gate is much smaller than when it was in the trial department, but it is more condensed, and there are no longer cumbersome rune tadpoles on the surface, but a layer of gray gas world, vaguely constructing countless mountains and rivers.

Just after the light gate appeared, Ben Zehu's flying immortal sword was worthy of coming.

Shout!

The sword pierced directly into the light gate.

In the light gate, the gray qi churned suddenly, the mountains and rivers were cut off, the rivers were split by a sword, and the entire world inside the gate was turned upside down by the fierce sword qi, and even caused the gray qi to escape.

But in addition, Qi Xuance himself, who was hiding behind the light gate, was not harmed at all.

"Wow, what a baby. ”

Qi Xuance laughed, and the villain on his face was proud, but in the next second, the smile was frozen on his face.

I only heard Ben Zehu say lightly: "Heaven-Outside-Fly-Immortal!"

After speaking, another sword stabbed at him.

"I'm Nima...... Didn't you say that if you are good, you will have a sword?!"

Qi Xuance jumped away from the distance, his narrow eyes widened, and he looked at Ben Zehu, who was not trustworthy.

"It's only one sword, but it's a sword back and forth. ”

"I'm going back and forth with you fucking back and forth!"

Qi Xuance's face turned green, this kind of bandit operation is really suffocating, and he said in his heart that the big brother in Africa is more shameless than himself.

But he was not satisfied, and the sword of the flying immortal outside the sky turned into thousands of sword paths, and still strangled him.

In desperation, Qi Xuance had no choice but to curse secretly and set up the door of isolation again.

In the half-foot-high light gate, the gray qi had been extremely thin by the previous sword, and the mountains and rivers contained in it were already looming.

Shout!

The fierce sword qi was still shrouded in the light gate, and this time, thousands of sword qi were raging in the light gate, wantonly encircling and suppressing the gray qi.

Guangmen began to tremble, the mountains and rivers were cut into small dirt bags, and the rivers were cut into small streams, but the sword qi was unrelenting, and it had to be surrounded and suppressed by the heaven and earth.

Qi Xuance took a deep breath and looked directly at Ben Zehu, "Just say it directly, how many swords are there?"

Ben Zehu, who was dressed in a plain and elegant robe, carried a three-foot Qingfeng, his sunken eye sockets were full of cold light, and his mouth was open, revealing his white teeth.

"Life is endless, the sword intent is not stopped, a sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky. ”

Qi Xuance waved his hand, "It's useless to talk about it, just tell me plainly, just how to pass the trial." ”

"Beat me. ”

Ben Zehu meant it simply.

Qi Xuance suddenly sneered, "Is it okay to swallow you?" After saying that, he suddenly shouted: "My son, escort!"

Squeak squeak ~~~

A series of grinding teeth suddenly sounded in the air, and a wisp of black light pierced through the void and shot at Qi Xuance's shoulder with joy.

The phantom settled, and it was the second little mouse.

This is Qi Xuance summoned according to Ben Zehu's strength, according to him, the fourth and third are obviously almost hot, and the second can fight.

Ben Zehu looked at the little mouse, slowly raised his long sword, and his face showed a solemn look.

Qi Xuance was a little surprised, and said in his heart that this mirror bucket room is okay, and the image data left behind is so humane, it is about to catch up with artificial intelligence.

The little mouse squeaked twice, and said through his heart: "Dad, who to swallow, is this black guy?"

Qi Xuance raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Did you sneak out with the egg again?" Even the black guy will say it, are you going to peek at "Water Margin" again?"

The little mouse wagged his tail, shook his mustache and said bitterly: "I also want to sleep at home, but the egg always beats me, don't you want to do it? ”

Qi Xuance said in his heart, pull it down, I Di'er, if Lao Tzu can beat the egg, he can still call his son to help support the field at every turn.

However, the top priority is not to deal with the housework, but to deal with the black guy opposite.

"Smash, your bitter father sees it in his eyes, and he will deal with it slowly in the future, now, I can hand over this black guy to you, can you handle it? ”

The little mouse raised three pairs of whiskers and squeaked: "All hardships are stepping stones on the road to growth, in the long life of the rat, I have been accustomed to challenges, I was born in blood, and I should be in the fight to ......"

"Shut up, you!"

Qi Xuance didn't bother to listen to the philosophical words that his irascible son stole from nowhere, and with a shake of his shoulder, the little mouse flew into the air, he retreated by himself, cheering and cheering: "Go, I'll Di'er!"

The little mouse was in mid-air, opened his mouth suddenly, the small oval star map rotated as before, and a strong suction force directly covered the waiting Ben Zehu.

Suddenly, Ben Zehu's two long legs seemed to have roots, and the long sword crossed his chest, allowing his clothes to flutter, and he stood still.

The little mouse didn't move him, his tail cocked, and the slowly rotating star map spit out directly.

Endless starlight was splashed, and among the stars, the good courtyard was like a papier-mâché paste that was instantly smashed into a paste by gravity, leaving only a small place under Qi Xuance's feet.

And, of course, Benzawa.

This great master from the land of African chiefs and proficient in various combat techniques also settled the ground three feet under his feet with his sword.

A pair of dark eyes looked directly at the slowly rotating star map in mid-air, gritted his teeth and said, "Star Realm ......"