Rubbing the ground into a deep mark, like a chest rubbing against the concrete floor, the skin on his body seemed to be worn out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Xin Qijie felt that his whole body was hot, and when he stabilized his body, a mouthful of blood overflowed. When he fell to the ground, the hall master of the Xuanyin Hall rose in the air, and the cold air currents above his palms intertwined, and a pitch-black vortex appeared out of thin air, extending a black sharp thorn, which stabbed down on the top of his head with a bang.

When many people saw this black sharp thorn, their eyes showed a look of horror, and they all said: "Xuanyin Palace's treasure Xuanyin Sharp Thorn, this Xuanyin Sharp Thorn doesn't know what it is forged from, the fine iron is more fragile than tofu in his hands, and it is extremely powerful and terrifying. "It seems that Xin Qijie will definitely die, the strength of the hall master of the Xuanyin Hall is stronger than him, and he has the treasure of the Zhenzong, it seems that he is going to be pierced into blood foam." ”

When the Xuanyin sharp edge pierced down, the space seemed to crack open from the middle, spreading in the pupils of the Xin Qi Festival. Looking at the Xuanyin sharp edges piercing through the hole, Xin Qijie's eyes were slightly cold, his handprints changed, and his vitality rolled out like a tide, and the sound of a loud bang burst open, and the Yuan Qi of Xin Qijie exploded and opened, and the Xuanyin sharp edges slammed into the ground, and the ground exploded into smithereens.

He was able to avoid the sharp edges of the Xuanyin that had been blasted down, and the dust on his face looked a little embarrassed.

The black air flow above Xuan Che's palm surged, and the Black Soul Spirit River condensed into a match, sweeping down the top of Xin Qijie's head.

When the Black Soul Spirit River roared down, the tide swept across a radius of ten zhang, and brilliant ripples poured out between the spaces.

Looking at the Black Soul Spirit River that was slashing down, a cruel smile flashed in Xin Qijie's eyes, and the silver brilliance in his hand was magnificent.

When the silver light was in full bloom, a dazzling thunder sea shrouded the black soul spirit river that swept down in a radius of three zhang, and the thunder sea came into contact with it, like a little spark falling into the water, and the paint turned into nothingness with a bang.

The Black Soul Spirit River turned into nothingness, Xuan Che's expression was a little cold, and he retreated in horror, but a silver light rolled towards him.

When Xuan Che saw this silver brilliance, he didn't know why, his heart was full of fear, and he felt that death was enveloping him, so he used the vitality in his body, and smashed his fist fiercely, and a fierce and irritable vitality rumbled out from his body and shot on the silver light.

Rumble!

What frightened him was that when his vitality came into contact with the silver light, it directly turned into powder, and the silver light pierced through his chest. A black hole appeared in his chest, and all his internal organs were charred, emitting a mushy smell, and when he fell to the ground, he turned to ashes.

The surrounding warriors were really frightened when they saw Xuan Che being killed, Xuan Che was a rare strong man among the younger generation. Those who wanted to fight the idea of Xinqi Festival at the beginning are now a little lucky, fortunately they didn't make a move at the beginning, otherwise they are afraid that they have already seen the king of Hades now.

"Dog mongrel, Lao Tzu will cut off your limbs, put them in a water tank, and torture you to death. When the hall master of the Xuanyin Hall saw his genius son Xuan Che being killed, he let out a roar of rage, and the majestic vitality roared out, covering a radius of ten zhang.

The Xuanyin spikes exuded the aura of death, with layers of phantoms, stabbing at the throat of Xin Qijie from the bottom up.

The attack of the Xuanyin Spike changed extremely quickly, and the arc was like a curved wavy line, full of tricky and ruthless taste.

The sharp tip of Xuanyin's spikes changed from four directions, blocking the four directions in which Xin Qijie escaped, and Xin Qijie seemed to be able to only touch him.

Xin Qijie slowly clenched his fists, and the silver qi between his fists surged, swirling with dense electricity, looking at the stabbing Xuanyin sharp edges, and directly blasted up.

Rumble!

When he blasted his fist at the Xuanyin Spike, everyone exclaimed, Is he crazy? Doesn't he know that the Xuanyin Spike of the Xuanyin Hall Lord is the treasure of the Xuanyin Palace? Sharpening iron is like sharpening clay, not something that flesh and blood can compete with.

The Xuanyin Sharp Spike and the Qiankun One Qi Yin Yang Sword can be said to be a level-level weapon, and perhaps they are not as good as the Qiankun One Qi Yin Yang Arrow! Now that the Xin Qi Festival has the Silver Thunder Tiangang, the victory or defeat is really not yet known.

"I don't know what is dead or alive, Lao Tzu will ask for interest first, and then I will destroy your arm. "When the hall master of the Xuanyin Hall saw Xin Qijie smashing his fist at his Xuanyin spike, he knew that he had exhausted his donkey skills. His Xuanyin sharp edge pierced the sword and sword, like breaking tofu, and it was very powerful.

But when he saw the smile on the corner of Xin Qijie's lips, he felt that something was slightly wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, and he couldn't say something.

Suddenly, his eyes were slightly condensed, and the silver light on the palm of Xin Qijie's hand made him feel a little wrong, and although the aura inside looked a little peaceful, there was a dangerous aura, which made him a little nervous.

Rumble!

Xin Qijie's fist smashed on top of the Xuanyin Spike, and the silver light instantly surged like a giant snake, and the Xuanyin Spike turned into ashes in the silver light.

His fist roared past the palm of the Xuanyin Hall Master's hand, bombarding his chest, and the piercing sound of bones breaking rang out like thunder.

The look of horror in the eyes of the hall master of the Xuanyin Hall was very strong, and his body flew up uncontrollably, and when he fell to the ground, he rolled out along the ground.

"How is it possible, how can it be the hall master of the Xuanyin Hall who flew out miserably, is it my eyes?" The martial artists around exclaimed in surprise, some didn't believe their eyes, they all thought that Xin Qijie's fist was going to be pierced into blood foam, how could they know the result, it was completely unexpected to them! I don't know if Xin Qijie is too strong, or if the Xuanyin Hall master is too weak! If the Xuanyin Hall Master is too weak, then how can he create a second-rate top sect, and he is also the sect master of a second-rate top sect.

Then there is only one statement, that is, the Xin Qi Festival is too strong, their eyes became solemn, and they saw Xin Qi Festival under the sun, his face was a little pale, the corners of his lips were overflowing with blood, and his face was as pale as gold paper. Although his body was not very tall, it was like a giant sword towering on the ground, exuding an endless edge that could split a person in half at any moment.

Some people who began to want to get involved in Xin Qijie, seeing that he was so terrible, had already withdrawn from the distance, and they were afraid that Xin Qijie would know their thoughts and then take revenge on them, then they would be miserable.

Jian Tie was angry hiding in the crowd, with a look of fear on his cold face, the hall master of the Xuanyin Hall was not Xin Qijie's opponent, even if he used a sneak attack, he was afraid that he would not be able to kill Xin Qijie, so he should leave here first. Thinking of this, he disappeared into the crowd, and his heart was completely afraid of Xin Qijie, just afraid that Xin Qijie would stand in front of him, and he didn't dare to do it. (To be continued.) )