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This is a first!

This is retrograde immortal cutting!

If he wins, this battle will remain in the annals of history forever and become a legend.

At this time, Jiang Xiaochen was in the midst of the terrifying attack of the Endless Infant Melting Realm cultivator.

His Colorful Divine Soul Spiritual Thought was opened to the limit, and he stepped out of the shadow step.

Phantom uncertain!

Shapeshift!

Void without a shadow!

A glimpse of mountains and rivers!

At the same time, the holy sword was wielded non-stop.

No thought of the sword of life and death!

Star Swordsmanship!

Tai Chi swordsmanship!

Also, Shen Yue kept slashing out.

Sweep Liuhe!

Eight wildernesses!

Six in one!

There are also subtle boxing techniques.

Seven Stars Gather!

Heaven and earth are silent!

What's more, fingering flick.

The clouds are gone!

Rain in the sky!

......

At this moment, Jiang Xiaochen put what he had learned at the moment to his heart's content.

Body Technique, Kendo, Sword Technique, Boxing, Fingering...... Blend together, alternately.

At this time, he had unconsciously stepped into a magical martial arts realm.

Ten thousand laws are one!

Many martial arts methods, integrated and connected, one move and one style, are the most subtle and just right.

All the laws in my heart are all in a thought, and they come at your fingertips.

Moreover, Jiang Xiaochen also opened the hidden heaven and earth in his heart, and then cooperated with the colorful soul.

The four heavens and the earth, the slightest change, can't escape his divine thoughts.

At this moment, in addition to not opening the Colorful Spirit Vein, he had already brought his existing advantages into full play.

Among the attacks of many Infant Fusion Realm monks, it stands to reason that even those who possess the Perfect Realm cannot compete with a group of powerful monks in the Pre-Infant Fusion and Intermediate Realm with the Spirit Infant Middle Realm.

But Jiang Xiaochen, in addition to the Perfect Spirit Infant Middle Realm, there is also the Holy Sword, the Triple Realm of the Refining Golden Body, a Corner of the Heavenly Killing Array, a Fragment of the Poison Devouring Bead, a Supreme Broken Soul Refining Banner, and an Old Cloth with Hidden Blood.

And also.

The most terrifying thing is naturally a move with unimaginable power!

All these combinations have created a terrible miracle, which can even be said to be a myth and legend!

He fought bloodily and was constantly wounded.

But the enemies also fell one by one.

"Kill!"

Jiang Xiaochen has been killed to the point of madness.

The holy sword was stained with blood, and the ninth human head had been cut off.

Shen Yue touched the flesh and smashed four flesh bodies.

With the addition of the previous three, Jiang Xiaochen has killed seventeen people.

Of the twenty-five monks in the early to middle stages of infant fusion, only eight were left at this time!

plus the existence of Nangong Wanyu, Qiao He and other five people in the late stage of the infant realm, there are thirteen people.

And Jiang Xiaochen, panting at this time, relied on Shen Yue to stand firm.

But he still laughed wildly and said, "Happy!"

The remaining eight were all monks from the Infant Fusion Middle Realm, and their expressions had long since lost their previous arrogance, and they looked extremely dignified.

The young man in front of him is only in the realm of the spirit infant, but his combat power is endless, and his means are endless, and he is extremely terrifying.

The First World War has already chilled them to the extreme.

However, Jiang Xiaochen finally came to an end.

One of his Corner Killing Array, a fragment of the Poison Devouring Bead, the Holy Sword, and the Soul Refining Banner were all useless.

Now, he only has one Shen Yue in his hand!

Moreover, he was seriously injured and his spiritual power was exhausted, so he had to rely on Shen Yue to stand firm.

"Jiang Xiaochen, your spiritual power is exhausted, you are seriously injured, you are at the end of the road, don't struggle, suffer death!"

"Jiang Xiaochen, I admit that you are unexpectedly strong, but you are already a dead person in my eyes, no matter how strong you are in life, you will be vain after death!"

"Jiang Xiaochen, it's time to send you on your way, but you don't have a chance to reincarnate, and your soul will be burned by hellfire forever. ”

.......

The eight Infant Melting Middle Realm monks drank coldly and surrounded them at the same time.

They have decided that Jiang Xiaochen's body is severely crippled, and he no longer has the strength to fight, and he is at the end of the road.

Now, it's just a dying throe.

Everyone around, even if they knew that Jiang Xiaochen was going to fall, they were still shocked.

The scene just now was replayed in their minds over and over again.

Even now, they can't believe it, it's hard to accept.

Jiang Xiaochen, in the middle realm of the spirit infant, killed seventeen monks in the pre-infant realm.

Such a record is like a myth and legend.

Shan Gongzi, his face was ugly at this time, and he shouted angrily: "So what? Tianjiao has fallen, like dust, and in the end it is nothing, as long as people who live longer than him are better than him!"

He Feng on the side gritted his teeth, and there was resentment in his eyes.

Both times he was broken by Jiang Xiaochen's fingers, which was the pain of his life, forming an incomparably huge shadow area in his heart.

He also replied with a sneer: "Too arrogant, can't be a man, after all, he can't escape the fate of falling, a person like Jiang Xiaochen, no matter how good his talent and cultivation are, he is destined to not grow up!"

He Yu and Mu Xia didn't speak this time, and a complicated look flashed in their eyes.

The rest of the people, some are gentle, some are happy.

Everyone has different thoughts, but they have decided that Jiang Xiaochen has come to an end and is about to fall.

In the middle of the field, Jiang Xiaochen gasped!

But he was not depressed or hopeless, he was still high-spirited, and there was a wanton smile on the corner of his mouth.

They all think they're running out of gas and at the end of their rope!

For him, however, this is just the beginning.

Eight Infant Fusion Middle Realm cultivators culled at the same time.

They want to strike a blow and really destroy Jiang Xiaochen's body.

Just now, they had already seen the horror of Jiang Xiaochen's body.

Therefore, such a body cannot be left.

They saw that Jiang Xiaochen was seriously injured and weak, and his shots were very casual, and some people only opened their defenses slightly.

They didn't think that Jiang Xiaochen still had the strength to hurt them.

"Jiang Xiaochen, die!"

The eight people shouted, attacking and killing Xiang Jiang Xiaochen at the same time.

"Boom!"

The endless terrifying attack drowned Jiang Shichen.

I saw that Jiang Xiaochen's body was shattered inch by inch, until it turned into nothingness.

However, there was no blood splashing, and even, there was no breath of Jiang Xiaochen itself.

This...... Not good!

The eight of them secretly shouted in their hearts.

At the same time, Nangong Wanyu's coquettish voice came: "Quickly dodge!"

But it's too late!

I saw that where the eight people were standing, the next moment it was overwhelmed by infinite sword qi.

Moreover, these sword qi are all surging from behind, and there is no way to avoid them.

Their defenses were not the strongest, and they were unstoppable.

"Puff ......"

"Ah, no......"

Blood splattered, and human heads, severed limbs, and stumps flew up and scattered all over the ground.

Jiang Xiaochen, holding the Ancient Dragon Holy Sword, is directly the outbreak of the strongest sword move.

The dragon is in the world, the vanity is gone, the real dragon is in the world, and the self is fierce!

There was no suspense at all, and the eight Infant Fusion Middle Realm cultivators were killed.

And Jiang Xiaochen stood with the holy sword.

On the body, where is there still a trace of wounds?

Everyone watched in amazement.

Just now, Jiang Xiaochen was obviously seriously injured and his spiritual power was exhausted.

Now, why is there no injury and no damage on the whole body?

"He has the magic of the immortal bird and the demon phoenix, and it should be the immortal technique just now!"

At this time, the Heavenly Sword Alliance's Infantile Fusion Late Realm cultivator said a word.

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