In the sky, a black-robed wizard stood on top of a black cloud transformed by vitality, his right hand on a cane, and his eyes looked indifferently at the many cavalry under his feet that were as dense as locusts.

Hei Shuiwan's eyes were like two clusters of flames constantly jumping, and the withered vine-like cane in his hand was constantly writhing, like a black snake that had come to life.

At this time, the golden light and the black clouds each occupied half of the sky, and the black clouds were still eating away at the golden light.

Xiao Yu ascended step by step, and it was towards the black clouds here.

Lan Yu stretched out one hand, and the invisible qi sword in his hand flew out, and countless sword qi crisscrossed and crisscrossed, nine horizontally and vertically, forming a sword formation similar to a chessboard.

A corner of the black cloud was shattered by the sword array, and a ray of golden sunlight shone through the gap.

Hei Shui was indifferent, neither looking at Lan Yu who had formed a sword formation with Yibu, nor at Qiu Si who was confronting himself with the Buddha's light, but squinted at the young man who was constantly gathering momentum in mid-air.

When Xiao Yu was showing off his might to the red lady under the royal court, he didn't make a move. Originally, he planned to leave Xiao Yu behind, and at the worst of all, he wanted to leave Xiao Yu with an unforgettable lesson, but Xiao Yu's third sword, the Princes' Sword, made him feel a trace of danger, and this sword seemed to be able to hurt him.

If it is replaced by a celestial realm like Xiao Lie and Xu Lin, he can naturally ignore Xiao Yu's incomplete princes' sword, but Hei Shuiwan only cultivates the soul and does not cultivate the body, if he is hit by Xiao Yu's sword, I am afraid that he will be injured at all.

Xiao Yu had never entered the city at that time, so he never made a move.

Today, he chased and killed this dark son who had been lurking in the royal court for a long time, but he never thought that he just happened to bump into Xiao Yu who went down to the royal court from Biluo Lake.

The sword momentum in Xiao Yu's hand was already like a torrent of iron horses.

Hei Shui Wan frowned slightly, the vine cane in his hand "came to life", and between the tangled and twisted vines, several new leaves grew from the cane.

Dead wood sprouts!

With the birth of these new leaves, the vine cane in Hei Shui Wan's hand began to grow wildly, and in just a few moments, countless vines had grown from the vine cane in Hei Shui Wan's hand like a giant snake, making people feel a chill down their spines when they saw it, and then these vines were tangled together and turned into a giant whip. Generally speaking, the realm of heaven and man can already use the magic weapon in his hand to conjure up many magical powers, just like the psychic of dead things, such as autumn leaves can make the green dragon chant into a dragon, of course, some good magic weapons can exert such a strange effect in the frost realm, for example, the hybrid umbrella in Xiao Yu's hand, when he is still in the frost realm, it can be turned into a canopy.

Heishui Wan didn't rush to make a move with the giant whip composed of vines in his hand, and the tips of the giant whip were scattered, and countless vines opened their teeth and claws, looking particularly terrifying. At this time, some of the old soldiers who were originally from the royal court had already recognized Hei Shuiwan's identity, although this great wizard of the royal court seemed to be only in his forties, but his real age was more than a hundred years old, I don't know how many grassland people grew up listening to the legend of this great wizard, and watched this great wizard use his head to forge his current prominent status.

Heishui Wan looked at Xiao Yu, who was still gathering momentum, and a sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth, generally speaking, Xiao Yu has reached his current status, he really shouldn't do everything himself, he should learn the truth that the son of a daughter does not sit down.

But since Xiao Yu wanted to come to die, he didn't mind giving him a ride, and he took this great credit by the way.

The witch cult respects heaven and earth, worships ghosts and gods, and the means are the most strange and unpredictable, but they are often mostly means of killing a thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred. But Hei Shui Wan is an exception, he not only broke the law of the short life of wizards, but also lived a long time, longer than many of the most health-preserving Dao Sect real people.

Of course, if you live a long life, you will spare your life, out of prudence, Hei Shuiwan did not give Xiao Yu a chance to get close, let alone let Xiao Yu finish accumulating momentum, when Xiao Yu stepped on the seventh step, the rattan staff in his hand swept out with a giant whip.

The giant whip was like a wicked dragon, sweeping up a black cloud, and then the black cloud at the foot of Heishui Wan rolled up, and for a while the sky was dark, and the giant whip was hidden in the dark clouds, and it was fiercely pumped towards Xiao Yu in mid-air.

Hei Shuiwan stretched out his left hand, dragging a crystal skeleton in his hand, and his index finger lightly knocked on the skeleton heavenly spirit, igniting two dark blue dark fires in the skull's eye sockets, and then Hei Shuiwan stretched out his hand and threw it again, and the crystal skeleton flew out.

This time, he had to face three frost-crawling realms by himself, three frost-crawling masters who were by no means comparable to the ordinary frost-crawling realm, Lan Yu, the master of the Young Pavilion of Tianji Pavilion, Qiu Si, a disciple of the Molun Temple, and Xiao Yu, who stole tens of thousands of methods and borrowed 50,000 people to make a sword.

Lan Yu's face was pale, his hand was dotted, and the chessboard sword array turned into a sword net towards the crystal skull cover.

Blue fire poured out of the seven orifices of the crystal skull, holding up a long tail mark behind it, like a meteor streaked across the sky, crashing headlong into the sword net of blue jade.

On the canopy where the two intersected, the black clouds and golden light dispersed, revealing the clear blue sky behind them.

Qiu Si faced the black clouds in the sky with her hands folded, her expression was solemn, the fearless lion seal had changed into the immovable Ming King seal, and a huge wheel phantom appeared behind her. In front of him, a statue of the immovable king slowly rose.

Like a giant whip that is in the sky, the momentum is surging and crushing.

Xiao Yu's face was expressionless, and his heart was clear, although the momentum of this whip was huge, it was a bit empty. It's like Qiu Ye borrowed a mountain of snow to condense an unprecedented snow sword in the sky above Zhongdu, but it was still scattered by Xu Lin's seemingly unremarkable punch after punch.

Watching bluffing doesn't necessarily really kill.

Xiao Yu has the 50,000 cavalry under his feet as confidence, and the power of the princes' swords directly catches up with the sword when he entered the realm of heaven and man, it can be said that the current Xiao Yu does not have the slightest fear in the face of the realm of heaven and man.

Xiao Yu forcibly took the eighth step that he hadn't taken, and at the same time as he took the eighth step, the broken sword in his hand was handed out.

I can't tell whether it is the vitality or the power of the soul condensed by 30,000 people, a long dragon of Xuan is like a big river hanging in the air, and this long river of Xuan is spewing out, and this long river of Xuan is swept straight into the sky.

Hei Shuiwan was secretly surprised in his heart, the domineering of this sword had exceeded his expectations, and it also made him even more determined to get rid of Xiao Yu, he had such a realm at a young age, and he would have it in the future?

Xiao Yu's face was cold, and he said coldly: "Jin Broken Wood." ”

The sword of the princes is the genus of swords and soldiers, and the giant whip of Hei Shui Wan is made of vines, which is the genus of wood. From the perspective of the five elements in the six qi, Jin Kemu.

Xiao Yu's words fell, and he saw that the Xuanhe River transformed by the sword qi broke through the giant whip, cutting the giant whip from the middle, and countless scattered vines fell from the sky.

Countless sand and dust fell to the ground.

At the same time, a woman in white with a double knife at her waist crossed the Doren River alone and walked in a northwesterly direction.

She looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance and whispered to herself.

"On the shore of Biluo Lake, I'm coming. ”