The arc drawn by Xiao Yu was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Xiao Yu's body was even more gurgling, as if he was carrying a weight of ten thousand catties, and he could barely straighten his waist.

The Heavenly Demon Appearance stood behind him, like a mass of shadows, and there was no movement at all. This is not that Xiao Yu forgot the Heavenly Demon Appearance that he spent a lot of effort to manifest in a blink of an eye, but like a game of chess, although the corners have nothing to do with the overall situation most of the time, but sometimes, they can also become the winners and losers.

Now that Xiao Yu is retreating, he is still not in a hurry to let the heavenly demons behind him make a move. Because the White Lotus Law Body is unsullied and indestructible, it is far beyond what Xiao Yu, who has not yet set foot in the realm of heaven and man, can help, and his only reliance is the Heavenly Demon Appearance, who is the best at polluting the body and soul.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yu's originally straight arms had been completely bent, and the back of Hei Xuan's knife was almost attached to his face, and the blazing white light illuminated his face to a snow-white color.

The next moment, Xiao Yu made a move that made both the Ghost King and Tang Shengyue a little incomprehensible, and put the incomparable Hei Xuan in the sheath around his waist.

Allow yourself to be completely exposed to white light.

Is this Xiping prince in a hurry to go to his hometown?

The white light on Tang Shengyue's body was even stronger, like the sun at noon, and every inch taller than the white lotus body, the white light pressed on Xiao Yu's body became blazing.

Xiao Yu's left hand changed to his right hand, holding down the hilt of the sword, and there was a forty-nine platinum sword qi that generated by itself.

Xiao Yu's right hand broke out of the sheath in his hand.

Princes' swords.

The sword of the princes is the second of the three swords, and it is a secular sword, which emphasizes the will of the gods and light the vitality, pays attention to the place of the potential, and the blocker is invincible.

The sword is like a great river to the east.

Tang Shengyue frowned, she was also well-informed, but the sword used by Xiao Yu in front of her made her unable to see which family's roots, the Sword Sect was not like, there was no such intention that the sword would kill. No, this sword is not only not half of the Taoist ethereal birth, but is full of domineering in the world. When it comes to joining the WTO, is it possible that he likes to be the most Confucian in the world?

But what other swords does the Confucian Sect have besides the forty-eight divine swords? It seems that this king of Xiping County has brought him a lot of "surprises"!

In this space, a sword was handed out after a while, and the sword momentum turned into a long rainbow and went upstream.

Changhong is like a long river of cyan, I can't tell whether it is sword qi or sword intent, staggered and woven together, and there is a majestic momentum of three thousand miles in one breath of the green river.

The long river of sword qi carved a gap in the white light, and Xiao Yu followed the sword and flew out from the gap that disappeared in a flash.

Although Xiao Yu only stayed in the white light just now, and he was well dressed, and he didn't see half of his embarrassment, his skin was no longer half bloody, and in some places he could even see the flesh and bones under the epidermis, which was extremely terrifying. Xiao Yu had no doubt that if he stayed under this white light for a while, he would really turn into a puddle of pus and go to see some childless old mother.

Fang is the left-handed sword, and now the right-handed sword.

Xiao Yu ignored the tumbling vitality in his body and the increasingly serious injuries, and forcibly handed the sword again.

Walk the dragon and snake pose.

The sword meandered, and the target was still the Ghost King.

The ghost king sneered, it seems that Xiao Yu has made up his mind to pick a soft persimmon, but since Tang Shengyue, a great master blessed by incense and wishing power, is here, he can't fight with Xiao Yu at the end of the strong crossbow, as long as he waits until Xiao Yu's last bit of vitality is also exhausted, it is not too late to kill the killer.

The Ghost King changed back to normal from the posture of the Powerful Ghost King, and with a light tap under his feet, his body swept out quickly. Xiao Yu's dragon snake sword was chasing after him, and he was bound to kill this king of the green-shirted ghosts who repeatedly provoked him again and again, and killed him on the spot.

It's a pity that Tang Shengyue doesn't plan to give Xiao Yu this opportunity.

In the moment when Xiao Yu and the Ghost King were chasing and escaping, Tang Shengyue had already urged the White Lotus Law Body to chase after her, she raised her hand and patted it, and a huge vitality palm flashing with dazzling white light appeared out of thin air, just appearing on Xiao Yu's inevitable path, scattering Xiao Yu's dragon and snake sword with a sword, and slapping it into the mud of the lake on the side with the sword.

Xiao Yu rolled all the way, and kept hitting the boulder engraved with the word East Lake, stopped with a bang, the rubble splashed everywhere, Xiao Yu fell heavily to the ground, and bounced up again, before he was completely silent.

Tang Shengyue stepped on the white lotus, condescending, expressionless, as if an immortal overlooking the world, she was not on the Heavenly Machine List, but the combat power she showed at this time was more than that of the vast majority of the masters on the Heavenly Machine List, and it could even be said that except for Xiao Lie, there was no opponent in the world.

Xiao Yu was praised by Mr. Fu as an invincible opponent of heaven and man as soon as he entered the heavens, and he was invincible in the world if he survived the catastrophe of heaven and man, but there was a premise that Xiao Yu had to cross the threshold of heaven and man and take off Xiao Lushuang's name.

Xiao Yu struggled to get up and sat on the ground, wanting to take the broken array not far away, and spit out a mouthful of black blood, but he couldn't stand up.

The ghost king, who had originally fled, turned around without hesitation and rushed straight at Xiao Yu.

The secret guards and Dao Sect disciples who wanted to make a move were stopped by the disciples of the White Lotus Sect and the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall disciples of the Sword Sect, and no one had time to save Xiao Yu at this moment.

Even if Master Du Mingshi had already given up Lu Lin, who was seriously injured, he swept towards this side.

As soon as the Ghost King fell, he was about to take the precious head.

Click.

With a cracking sound, several cracks appeared on Xiao Yu's face, and then the cracks continued to expand until they spread to the entire body, shattering inch by inch, turning into a cloud of flying ash.

The Ghost King was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "The method of stand-in?!"

Tang Shengyue squinted slightly, obviously not expecting Xiao Yu to be able to hide from the world under the noses of the two of them. However, at this time, Xiao Yu was extremely injured, and he definitely couldn't escape far, so he could only hide somewhere.

Just when the Ghost King let go of his perception and searched around for Xiao Yu's traces, Tang Shengyue's face suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Be careful of your step!"

Almost at the same time as she shouted a warning, the ground under the Ghost King's feet exploded, and between the dirt and dirt, a hand reached out from the ground and grabbed the Ghost King's ankle.

The ghost king's face changed greatly, and when he couldn't move, he could only press his hands towards the person who was about to break through the ground under his feet, intending to press the person back to the ground.

The next moment, a white light rose into the sky, illuminating the ghost king's face pale white.

Forty-nine platinum sword qi.

Walk through.

In an instant, the ghost king was pierced through the heart.

The Ghost King staggered back.

Next, a palm so white that you could see the flesh under the skin continued to enlarge in the eyes of the Ghost King, and then strangled on his throat.

Master Du and Tang Shengyue rushed from two directions.

Just seeing this scene, Xiao Yu, who was covering the wound between his chest and abdomen, grabbed the throat of the ghost king with one hand and lifted him off the ground. Then he opened his mouth and spit out a white horse, and the head of the ghost king, who had no means to save his life, burst, just like the Fachen real person who died in his hands.

Xiao Yu carried the sharply shrunken headless corpse and turned his head to look at Tang Shengyue.

Tang Shengyue only saw a pair of eyes that were as black as heavy ink and did not have half a white eye.