The brutal attack shocked the audience, but the essence of Xiao Jianqiu's eyes was particularly calm, as if the previous attack was just an ordinary trick, full of momentum, exuding a feeling of light and light.

At this time, Xiao Han's body couldn't help but tremble a little, after fighting with Xiao Jianqiu before, he had already tested Xiao Jianqiu's strength and almost took his own life, now thinking about it, he couldn't help but be a little afraid.

Of course, Xiao Han was able to cultivate to the middle stage of the Emperor Realm at such an age, and his heart and comprehension were not comparable to ordinary people, so he naturally had his own extraordinary. In the previous battle, I also felt that the Xiao Jianqiu realm was only the peak of the transformation realm, and it was completely the divine sword in his hand that could burst out with such a strong force.

Xiao Zhennan, the head of the Xiao family on Xiao Han's side, the cold light in his eyes was almost frozen, staring at Xiao Jianqiu, who was full of momentum, his hands couldn't help clenching, and his finger joints made a crisp popping sound, obviously the head of the Xiao family was extremely resentful.

And Wang Batian's expression was even more unnatural, his brows were tightly locked, he couldn't think of a sword cultivator who was not at the peak of the transformation realm, how could his strength be so strong, could it be that in the Shenlong Continent, there were still hidden sword cultivation masters who were secretly guiding Xiao Jianqiu?

After staring coldly for a while, Xiao Han moved his body, and after approaching Xiao Zhennan, he leaned in his voice and said in his weak ear: "The long sword in Xiao Jianqiu's hand is a divine product. ”

A simple sentence set off turbulent waves in Xiao Zhennan's heart.

In the mortal world, although one's own strength is a very important aspect, magic weapons also occupy a very important position. If in the same realm, there is a grade difference between the two people's magic weapon level, then under the confrontation between the two, it is inevitable that the person with the highest magic weapon level will have the upper hand of absolute advantage, so the best magic weapon can also make the cultivator's head break the blood.

After a slight groan, Xiao Zhennan waved his hand, and Huang Lao, who was on the side, hurriedly stepped forward.

"Xiao Leng, you step back. Huang Lao, you go and try this original waste!" The voice was low, but it was very powerful.

"I didn't expect to see an artifact at today's Dragon and Tiger Meeting. Suddenly, a playful voice sounded in Xiao Zhennan's ears.

Slowly turning around, Xiao Zhennan also saw that the three immortal masters of Wuji Sect exuded a somewhat greedy divine light in their eyes, and obviously saw that the long sword in Xiao Jianqiu's hand was definitely an artifact, and he also had some thoughts about taking it for himself.

His heart suddenly tightened, and Xiao Zhennan knew that he was afraid that the divine sword in Xiao Jianqiu's hand would be occupied by these three old things today. However, Xiao Zhennan could only scold in his heart, and he didn't dare to say anything at all.

Huang Lao, who accepted the order, the aura in his body shook violently, jumped up, and fell into the middle of the room, staring at Xiao Jianqiu with a tricky look, and at the same time, above his fists, wisps of gray streamers faintly burst out, which looked extremely weird.

Watching everyone in the outfield, there was a commotion suddenly, according to the reason, there is an absolute gap between Xiao Jianqiu and Huang Lao's age, Huang Lao has a strange feeling of relying on the old and selling the old, these two Huang Lao's strength has touched the emperor realm, and fighting with Xiao Jianqiu can't help but be a little shameful.

However, Xiao Jianqiu still stood there with a calm face, and Huang Lao stepped forward to fight, which was not surprising to Xiao Jianqiu. Attacking strongly before, Xiao Zhennan must have noticed that the ordinary disciples of the Xiao family were by no means his opponents of Xiao Jianqiu, as for Xiao Han, his opponent was the first day of the Wang family, and he would definitely not let Xiao Han come to power at this time.

So there is only one person who is the most suitable at the moment, and that is Huang Lao, and Huang Lao has a justifiable excuse!

Let out a strange laugh of "giggles", Huang Lao said sternly with a righteous face: "Sword cultivation is the way of cultivation that the Shenlong Continent despises, you are a waste of the Xiao family, you disobey the Great Dao, and you also kill your fellow disciples, and the face of the Xiao family is lost by you." Today, I will follow the rules of the Xiao family and get rid of you scum!"

"What a high-sounding excuse, my Xiao Jianqiu has no relationship with your Xiao family in this life, and I came to the Dragon and Tiger Club today to let those short-eyed guys of your Xiao family see clearly how stupid you are!"

The sharp voice fell, and Xiao Jianqiu no longer had any hesitation. I came here today just to fight and show my face, in this case, no matter how much verbose it is, it is in vain, it is better to come with a fist.

Jumping over, the Nine Pole Sword in Xiao Jianqiu's hand buzzed, and one after another sharp essences, mixed with strong sword qi, burst out, and quickly entwined with each other, like a Nine Heavens Xuanlong, roaring upward.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jianqiu dared to take the lead in attacking, Huang Laomeng then took two steps back, and after stabilizing his figure, he sneered and shouted loudly: "Carving insect skills, dare to be presumptuous in front of me, break it for me!"

Before the words fell, Huang Lao's figure was ghostly, and the strength of the Emperor Realm in the early stage was undoubtedly leaking, especially the aura around his body was raging, and the gray streamer became more and more gloomy, and faintly, there were layers of gray mist rising up, and Huang Lao's figure was instantly hidden in it.

Such a strange scene made De Xiao Jianqiu feel a chill, although Huang Lao's realm had just stepped into the emperor realm, and it was not even as high as Xiao Han's realm, but Huang Lao's offensive methods gave people an extremely insidious and unpredictable feeling, which was obviously much more sophisticated than Zhi Xiaohan's combat experience.

The more this is the case, the greater the pressure on Xiao Jianqiu, but the sword has been unsheathed, and it must not be collected! The aura in Xiao Jianqiu's body was agitated, and he shook with all his strength, completely impregnating the aura on the Nine Pole Sword, and at this time, the sword body of the Nine Pole Sword, the hissing sound was even brighter.

Within the huge phantom of the Nine Heavens Xuanlong, hundreds of illusory sword bodies were wrapped, facing a gray mist conjured up by Huang Lao, and bombarded it with all his might.

The huge ring is completely carved from a solid rock, Rao is so, under the domineering sword qi of Xiao Jianqiu, on the rock, there are hideous cracks, like spider webs, raging in the direction of the gray fog.

In the blink of an eye, the whole fierce attack was straight away, and it crashed into the thick fog.

At this time, everyone held their breath, and they were a little afraid to look at what happened next, because Xiao Jianqiu relied on the power of the divine sword to burst out, and the cultivation under the Emperor Realm was probably unstoppable, even if it was the cultivation in the early stage of the Emperor Realm, I am afraid that it would be deeply damaged!

When Xiao Jianqiu wielded the Nine Extremes Sword, his whole body was submerged in the gray fog, and he suddenly felt a very heavy pressure, and the air around him seemed to be solidified, and a very thick brute force came from all directions, squeezing his body.

Suddenly feeling that something was wrong, Xiao Jianqiu's heart contracted suddenly.

At this time, the impatient voice of the Nine Extremes Sword Spirit suddenly sounded: "Hit, this old guy has set up a blindfold, he is not here at all!"

Sure enough, as soon as the sword spirit's words fell, a faint yellow light flashed outside the dense fog, and Huang Lao's voice also sounded, with a strong taste of mockery: "Maotou Xiaoer, I really don't know how thick the sky is, I dare to break into my 'gray mist forest', this time I will definitely want you to fall inside!"

The mood became a little heavy, and Xiao Jianqiu also felt that the domineering attack he unleashed, as soon as he got into this gray mist, it was actually dissipating little by little, especially the phantom of the Nine Heavens Xuanlong, which was more like the autumn wind and falling leaves, withering layer by layer, and finally became a toothless tiger, and the essence of his body was completely assimilated by the gray mist, becoming a gray patch.

The sword qi that rotated around Xiao Jianqiu's body was completely solidified, and the gray mist continued to surround the sword qi, like thousands of gnawing ants, eating away at the fierce sword qi little by little, under such a thick gray mist wrapping, the sword qi was decomposed little by little, and finally turned into a cloud of gray mist, which blended into it, making the gray mist a little thicker.

"Convert the power of your attack into your own, this Gray Mist Misty Forest is really powerful!" the sword spirit's voice sounded, with a hint of shock.

Shaking his head suddenly, Xiao Jianqiu said a little impatiently: "Now that others are still ambitious to destroy their own prestige, how can they break through this gray mist maze?"

It's just that before Xiao Jianqiu finished speaking, the gray mist that was originally just churning was instantly like a spiritual one, and the clusters were fused together. It didn't take long for the gray mist to melt into gray images of trees, exuding bursts of death and making people's scalps tingle.

"Hold on for a while, I'll look for a flaw!" Sword Spirit also said a little impatiently.

There was no silence, and it can only be so now. It's just that the trees want to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop, after the gray mist forms a tree forest, the gray mist trees are constantly moving, every time they move, when they reach Xiao Jianqiu's body, they don't wait for Xiao Jianqiu to react, they suddenly disperse into a gray mist again.

So repeatedly, so that Xiao Jianqiu was a little confused. It's just that my heart has been hanging, and I don't know which big tree will be the real attack.

Suddenly, a big gray tree hit again, Xiao Jianqiu took two steps back, and the nine-pole sword in his hand was in front of him, ready to attack, but as before, when he arrived in front of Xiao Jianqiu, it turned into a gray fog, which made Xiao Jianqiu break out in a cold sweat and breathe a long sigh of relief.

It's just that it has just relaxed, and the gray tree that had turned into a dense fog before suddenly took shape, not giving Xiao Jianqiu any chance to react at all, and above the gray tree, the slender gray branches, released a very fierce momentum, and suddenly pulled in front of Xiao Jianqiu's face, and slashed through, like a sharp sword, as if to cut Xiao Jianqiu in half.

The distance was too close, Xiao Jianqiu couldn't react at all, so the gray branch was pumped over, Xiao Jianqiu suddenly twisted his head, but the gray branch was directly pumped on Xiao Jianqiu's shoulder, with a bewitching blood curtain, and at the same time, Xiao Jianqiu's body fell hard.

There was a thick aura hidden in the gray mist, and the previous attack of the gray branches, like a fierce spiritual attack, hit Xiao Jianqiu's shoulder flesh and blood, a full inch deep, and blood poured out, making Xiao Jianqiu extremely embarrassed.

After an attack, the gray tree turned into a cloud of gray mist and disappeared again.

Supporting his body with difficulty with his left arm, Xiao Jianqiu didn't dare to hesitate, ran his aura, and blocked the acupoint of his right shoulder, which stopped the blood flow, but the piercing pain hit him, making Xiao Jianqiu's body tremble a little.

"Boy, see how long you can hold on! If you don't have half a pillar of incense, I'll let you be destroyed!" Huang Lao's voice seemed to come from all directions, making Xiao Jianqiu unable to distinguish the direction at all.

There was a thick fog in front of him, Xiao Jianqiu couldn't see the outside world at all, and the whole person was like a headless fly, unable to extricate himself from the fog.

At this time, in the outside world, Xiao Zhennan stared at Xiao Jianqiu in the gray mist in the center of the field with a gentle smile on his face, but the killing intent in his eyes became more and more intense.