A flash of light flashed in Li Demon's eyes, and a slightly evil smile appeared on his cheeks. Xuan Qi spitted out, condensed in his hand, and a powerful power rose from Li Xieling's body, wave after wave, like angry waves rolling water, even if Xiao Yu had now reached the eight-star warrior, he still felt a faint sense of depression.

"Kill mercilessly, sacrifice my sword with your blood. ”

Li Evil Spirit roared suddenly, the blood light on the whole person skyrocketed, the blood-colored Xuan Qi covered the whole body, and in an instant, the body shape skyrocketed, the whole person's footsteps were like lightning, and the body shape was like wind and mist, and between a few flashes, the distance from Xiao Yu was rapidly indented.

grinning, a bloody and killing breath was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, following Xiao Yu. Li Xiling screamed, and a huge blade in his hand, as if tearing the sky, slashed towards Xiao Yu, the sword aura was fierce, and even in the air, there was a faint ruthless killing aura.

"Old thing, give me death!"

Feeling the monstrous ferocious aura, a dangerous signal flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes. Then the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and a faint smile came quietly:

"With this little means, you also want to kill me, Li Xieling, your name as an evil son is not worthy of your name!"

His face was flat, Xiao Yu was calm, and his Xuan Qi burst out, forming a faint layer of pale yellow mist around him. And Xiao Yu's whole person was hidden in this mist, his footsteps moved left and right, and the sword momentum of the figure was also erratic, and Li Xieling's sword that was determined to be won was actually cut in the air.

That powerful sword qi burst out in an instant, drawing a long crack on the ground, which seemed to divide the entire bluestone ground into two parts!

Xiao Yu smiled coldly, his figure flashed out of the mist in an instant, and he held the Hades Sword tightly with both hands, and on the tip of the sword, a touch of killing intent gradually gathered up. His eyes stared at Li Xieling, and then his body moved, and a little cold light on the tip of the sword instantly filled Li Xieling's eyes.

The tip of the sword was sharp, and it was extremely fast, and a faint glow lit up from the body of the Hades King's sword, and that chilling killing intent suddenly erupted, making the powerful murderous aura of the original Li Evil Spirit disappear invisibly. It seems that in the sword of heaven and earth, there is only this one sword!

Feeling this powerful killing force, Li Xieling shouted angrily, and the giant blade in his hand was like life, absorbing all the bloody aura on Li Xieling's body.

And the giant sword that absorbed these blood-colored mysterious qi, in Xiao Yu's somewhat surprised gaze, actually swelled a little again, and the bloody aura also became strong again with the expansion of this giant sword.

Li Xieling's face was full of hideousness, and the resentment in the corners of his eyes could be seen at a glance, as if he couldn't solve the hatred in his heart without breaking Xiao Yu's body into ten thousand pieces.

The giant sword spun backhand, and a spiral strangulation aura suddenly emerged from the tip of the sword, and with this huge force, the giant sword in Li Xieling's hand swung backhand, and collided with a sword swung by Xiao Yu.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, as if it resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the momentum of Li Xieling's six-star martial artist exploded, and then the giant sword was picked up, swinging Xiao Yu's long sword away, and then the sword momentum changed, like a raging storm, swept towards Xiao Yu. The blood-red aura of the sword body surged upward, like a cage, and the sword shadow was almost crazy, spiraling, as if it wanted to strangle the figure in front of it into pieces.

Xiao Yu's face was ancient and waveless, and the mysterious qi was also covered on the Hades Sword, and then a sneer appeared from the corner of his mouth:

"Stupid thing, although I am not as strong as you in the level of Xuan Qi, but when it comes to the degree of refinement of Xuan Qi, you Li Evil Spirit is not worthy of lifting my heels!"

The shadow of the Hades Sword flickered, breaking through the air several times, each time at an incredible angle, tearing through the air, concentrating on the weakest point of Li Xieling's sword body, and bouncing it away. The cultivation of the eight-star warrior suddenly erupted, and it shocked Li Xieling's hands holding the sword faintly.

Li Xieling's eyes were already full of shock, and when he looked at Xiao Yu, a wisp of murderous intent surged out.

Not only because of the other party's Xuan Qi condensation, although the other party's Xuan Qi is almost close to the second practice, but the gap between the cultivation of the eight-star warrior and his own is huge. Even if he can't compare with him in terms of quality, but the quantity of Xuan Qi is too much stronger than Xiao Yu, as long as the battle drags on, the one who can survive in the end will definitely be himself.

What shocked Li Xiling was Xiao Yu's perverted control of the battle situation, as if every attack he made fell into his calculations. His own sword path, although it is a ruthless killing way, but the sword skill he cultivates is a mysterious skill called "Ghost Sword Twenty-Three", and when it comes to grade, it can even reach the Yellow Order Legend level.

And this set of sword skills is famous precisely because of the strange sword momentum, and everywhere the sword body reaches, it is often unpredictable for the enemy, so that it will kill with one blow! It is really terrifying, to some extent, although this "Ghost Sword Twenty-Three" is only a yellow-level legendary-level mystical skill, but it is not much worse than some yellow-level peerless mystical skills!

But this "Ghost Sword Twenty-Three", a full twenty-three swords, has been unleashed like a cloud, unpredictable, but it is still resisted by Xiao Yu.

His sword momentum was like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, treacherous and vicious, and it seemed to be a raging storm, and countless blood-colored sword lights were aroused, carrying the murderous intent to the sky, and he turned sharply towards Xiao Yu.

And Xiao Yu's figure is just like a lonely boat in a storm, and it seems that it may capsize at any time, but that figure only changes strangely with Li Xieling's sword momentum, and it doesn't show half of its decline.

And the Hades Sword in Xiao Yu's hand seemed to have seen through the sword momentum of Li Evil Spirit, and every time he stabbed out, it was firmly bound by the blood-colored giant sword, and the blood-colored killing intent of that sword could not break through Xiao Yu's defense line.

One person and one sword, but as steady as a mountain, a strong and ancient domineering aura was released from Xiao Yu's sword.

"In front of the sword technique, the little ghost sword, what waves can it turn over!"

The art of the sword!

Xiao Yu knows that his Xuan Qi cultivation is too much worse than Li Xieling's, even if he relies on the second practice of Xuanqi, he will not be defeated for a while, but the amount of Xuanqi is one of his shortcomings after all, as long as Li Xieling deliberately delays the battle time, his Xuanqi will definitely be unsustainable.

Therefore, Xiao Yu can only make dangerous moves, using his own rhythm to guide Li Xieling's attack, Li Xieling's attack seems weird, but it is all in Xiao Yu's calculations, under the powerful calculation power of Yijian Art, Xiao Yu finally won a trick in a dangerous way.

At this moment, Li Xieling is like a puppet, his every move is dragged by Xiao Yu, and his attack seems to be fierce, but he is not a threat to Xiao Yu at all.

"I said, your ghost sword is under my nose......" Xiao Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, but his voice was cold and fierce: "It's useless at all!"

After speaking, the sword in his hand flashed, and he stabbed Li Evil Spirit obliquely at his heart, and the Xuan Skill's body moved, and it was like a thunderbolt, and the sword light was like a flowing shadow, breaking Li Evil Spirit's continuous momentum suddenly!

His eyes were cold, but Xiao Yu chuckled indifferently: "I just don't know, what other means do you have next?"

Li Xieling slowly retracted his sword, but his eyes suddenly exuded an evil color, and suddenly laughed loudly, his voice was not as cold as before, but there was a sense of openness and dignity.

However, this feeling was fleeting, and in Li Evil Ling's eyes, a look of madness suddenly flashed, and he smiled coldly: "Old thing, the swordsmanship is really exquisite, compared to you, my ghost sword is inferior!"

"But ......"

The voice suddenly became fierce: "Six-star martial artist, my strength is definitely not what you can imagine, even if your swordsmanship is exquisite, this is still the place where you bury your bones!"

There was a murderous aura in Li Xiling's eyes: "It's just an eight-star warrior...... Can it really be turned to the sky?"

"Hehe......"

Before Li Xiling's words fell, a chuckle came into his eardrums clearly: "Who told you...... I only have the strength of an eight-star samurai?"

In Li Xiling's somewhat stunned gaze, the thin and withered figure in front of him unexpectedly surged again, instantly breaking through the shackles of the eight-star warrior.

The breath burst and was blazing, as fierce as a volcanic eruption, and when the breath slowly stopped, Xiao Yu's strength actually reached the peak of a one-star martial artist!

"One-star martial artist!"

Xiao Yu slowly clenched his fists, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, but it was full of sarcasm and banter, and looked straight at Li Xieling: "Hehe, there are not enough eight-star warriors, this star martial artist can always kill you!"

The air, under Xiao Yusen's tone, slowly froze, and an awe-inspiring atmosphere filled the entire battle arena.

And Li Xieling's face finally became extremely gloomy and ugly under Xiao Yu's strength improved again.