The blade of the sword pointed directly at the face of the white-eyed young man, less than three fingers away from him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I saw that the white-eyebrow young man's eyebrows continued to tremble, and finally his eyebrows turned into two white lights, and he stopped straight in front of his face, stopping the incomparably sharp blood-bone flying sword on the spot. Two forces, one white and one red, competed in the air.

When Xiang Xiaotian saw this scene, his mouth opened slightly, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes. What kind of monster is this thing, you must know that the Blood Bone Flying Sword is a low-grade treasure, and it can be said to be extremely sharp with this heavenly sword technique. This white-eyed young man was able to block it with two eyebrows?

The white-eyed young man's eyebrows condensed into a Sichuan character, and his eyebrows trembled uncontrollably, obviously reaching the limit. He kept grabbing the long sword that pierced the ghost gate with his left hand, but the long sword was fixed on the ghost gate and could not return.

Xiang Xiaotian smiled: "Heh, want to catch it back?" Stay! As he spoke, he made a spell with both hands towards the ghost gate, and saw that the ghost statue on the ghost gate suddenly seemed to come to life, and a ghost with a long tongue floated out of the ghost gate, wrapped the long sword of the white-eyed young man with his long tongue, and then dragged it into the ghost gate.

Seeing this scene, the white-eyed young man really couldn't help it, this long sword was a singing magic weapon where his life intersected, if he entered the ghost gate, I am afraid that he would not have to fight himself, and he would be injured here on the spot.

I saw that his palms were full of strength, and a burst of black light appeared on his palms. The white-eyebrow youth's two sword eyebrows stretched out in an instant, tying up the Blood Bone Flying Sword at once, and his palms glowing with black light pressed heavily on the Blood Bone Flying Sword, and there was an explosion in the air in an instant.

Even Xiang Xiaotian, who was in the distance, felt a tremor, it was originally he who was here to control the Bloody Bone Flying Sword. Even through space, it has infinite power.

I saw the solemn look in the eyes of the white-eyed young man flash, and he clasped his palms together and tightly grasped the Blood Bone Flying Sword, and threw it in the direction of Xiang Xiaotian. The Blood Bone Flying Sword was directly thrown out by his palm power, heading straight for Xiang Xiaotian's heart. Then he didn't hesitate, his feet kept flashing and moving on the ground, and he crossed a distance of several miles in a breath to the front of the ghost gate. As soon as he grasped his long sword, a majestic ghost more than a foot tall and a long-tongued ghost suddenly flew out of the center of his eyebrows, and at this time, the white-eyed young man held the long sword in his hand and quickly retreated towards the rear.

Xiang Xiaotian picked up the Bloody Bone Flying Sword again, and then slapped the fierce ghost of the white-eyed young man in a flash, and smashed it into the ghost gate.

Seeing a mouthful of blood spurting out of the white-eyed young man, Xiang Xiaotian's eyes flashed with joy. There are some perverts in the cultivation of the soul path, and they will always like to borrow the magic of ghost things, ghost roars, etc., so as to integrate a powerful and potential ghost into their body, just like a sacrificial magic weapon.

However, this ghost that melts into his body is also dangerous. Once the ghost is broken, the host will also take some damage. Although the damage is not large, it will also affect a certain amount of battle in a big battle.

Xiang Xiaotian looked at the white-eyed young man who was vomiting blood, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Holding the Bloody Bone Flying Sword in his hand and leaning against the Ghost Gate, he has been fighting for so long, and he hasn't even moved his hair. The temperament is still as calm and relaxed as when he just came out of the bamboo house.

"Tell me, who are you? Why are you bothering with this seat? And you got these idiots too? Xiang Xiaotian first glanced at the white-eyed young man, and then swept among the inner disciples present.

"Cough cough cough" The white-eyed young man coughed up blood and said to Xiang Xiaotian: "Although Shedi is not a climate, after all, I have raised it since I was a child. The revenge of killing my brother must be avenged. ”

Xiang Xiaotian frowned: "Brother? I'm a newcomer, and I ask myself if I haven't done it yet," he was about to say, asking himself if he hadn't done anything to kill people. Later, I thought about it, when I went to Ruiyang Peak, I once asked the people of the Discipline Hall to take away a person from the Soul Devouring Peak. It seems that three months ago, Deacon Gu Yan also mentioned this matter of himself. But this person is so inconspicuous that he has forgotten about him after three months.

But although the thing is done by yourself, if you do it, you will do it, so what does it matter.

Moreover, the eyes in his eyes that seemed to flicker not with hatred, but with naked jealousy. Xiang Xiaotian already understood, even if that poor guy died, he still let people take it out as a chess piece, and he was still his own brother, I don't know what he should think in the spirit of the sky.

Oh, by the way, in the hands of the guys who eat people and don't spit out bones in the Discipline Hall, I don't know if there is still a spirit in the sky.

Seeing that Xiang Xiaotian stopped talking, the white-eyed young man thought that he didn't say anything, and said to him: "Since you killed your brother, it is a matter of course to kill people to pay for their lives." As for these juniors and disciples present, they are all here to avenge me, and you have killed so many."

"Well, don't talk so much. I thought you were still a character and your swordsmanship was good. But this grinding and chirping is really not troublesome enough. Come on, let's have a fight. You win, and the lord will leave your head for you. If you lose, your soul is in this ghost gate, so don't think about any afterlife. After finishing speaking, the blood bone flying sword in Xiang Xiaotian's hand was slowly raised, and he stabbed forward towards the white-eyed youth, and in the blink of an eye, Xiang Xiaotian's figure came to the white-eyed youth.

"The ground is killed, and the dragon and snake are on the land!"

As soon as the words fell, the Bloody Bone Flying Sword stabbed out eighteen times in the air in the blink of an eye. Turning into eighteen sword rays, the white-eyed young man was shrouded in this sword light, and the eighteen sword lights started at the center of his eyebrows, and went down to the throat, heart, limbs, **** Wherever it can cause damage, none of them fell.

The white-eyed young man's swordsmanship was not blown, and Deacon Gu Yan said that he was able to rank in the top ten inner disciples, and it was really not for nothing. At least in terms of realm, he is already at the peak of the Qi Sea Realm, and he is about to break through in the blink of an eye. The swordsmanship can also be said to be superb, Xiang Xiaotian's eighteen assassinations, the long sword in his hand seems to be dancing around him. Like a willow leaf in a storm, constantly swaggering. Although he appeared weak, he was constantly blown by any strong wind.

One is slow, one is weak and one is strong, and the two are inseparable in swordsmanship for a while.

Xiang Xiaotian's offensive was rapid, if it was an ordinary Qi Sea Realm, it might be difficult to reflect. The white-eyed young man's reaction was sensitive, but his shot was slow. There is a set of rules between the weak and the weak, and it can be seen that its swordsmanship is definitely not so simple.

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