The black-clothed swordsman pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the qi sword rose into the sky, slashing the sky and snow sword.

The first sword snow sword was slashed by a sword, but the snow sword was wave after wave, as if there was no end, it seemed that the snow did not stop for a moment, and this snow sword did not stop for a moment.

The snow sword became a curtain, Xiao Yu, who was standing behind the scenes, opened his mouth and spit out, and a forty-nine platinum sword qi flew out of his mouth, but it was no longer as sharp as before, and the edge was exhausted, as if the sword was in its sheath.

Xiao Yu stretched out a finger, and this forty-nine platinum sword qi swirled around his fingers, and then Xiao Yu flicked his fingers, and the sword qi shot out.

The black-clothed swordsman's eyes widened suddenly, and his heart was terrified.

Xiao Yu, who swallowed the Forty-Nine Platinum Sword Qi in one gulp, was not only fine, but also turned the Forty-Nine Platinum Sword Qi into his own use! How could he not be shocked?

The sword qi passed through the heavy wind and snow, and instantly came to the black-clothed swordsman.

The black-clothed swordsman couldn't be frightened, the sword technique in his hand changed, and the qi sword went straight down, blocking in front of him.

The two Forty-Nine Platinum Sword Qi from the same origin collided, and the one that belonged to Xiao Yu was inferior to the person after all, and slowly collapsed.

Xiao Yu's eyes became brighter and brighter, his right hand held up the broken array, and his left hand caressed the sword edge of the broken array.

With Murong by his side, Lin Yinping, who was a little fearless, stepped forward, and was slightly surprised when he saw Xiao Yu's posture, and asked softly, "That seems to be ......"

Murong saw it clearly, but he couldn't say that he was so surprised, after all, Qiu Ye's supernatural powers were also learned by Xiao Yu, and hers was also reasonable, and said lightly: "It's Daci Lei Yin." ”

The explosion sounded like thunder, like the Buddha's teachings, which scattered the snow, and also crossed the invincible air sword, directly acting on the body of the black-clothed swordsman.

The black-clothed swordsman's chest was stuffy, his face suddenly turned pale, and at the same time, a retreat sprouted in his heart, he had been in the cultivation world for many years, and naturally knew that different people in the same realm had very different methods. Or take Xiao Lie as an example, fighting and killing the immortals with the posture of heaven and man, which realm of heaven and man can still do it?

Why are most casual cultivators in the cultivation world afraid of sect disciples? One is that they are afraid of the strength of the sect behind them, and they can't fight a huge sect alone. Then there are the disciples in the big sects, all kinds of secret magic weapons and magic weapons emerge in endlessly, if you are too careless, even if it is a higher realm, the overturning of the boat in the gutter has not happened less.

Xiao Yu flicked his fingers three times in a row, and the wind and snow in the sky were like three trembling, swaying, and shaking. Then Xiao Yu swung a sword, splashing ink, using snow as ink and sword as pen. This time, the snow curtain was like a curtain falling from the door frame, and it was headed towards the black-clad swordsman.

The black-clothed swordsman retreated again, and the air sword was held in his hand by him, and with a sword, he forcibly tore a crack from the snow curtain, and the whole person passed through the crack and rose to the sky.

Xiao Yu raised his arm to lift the sword, and the two fingers of his other hand gently wiped over the sword, his eyes were resolute.

Once a swordsman loses his indomitable momentum, is he still a real swordsman?

The black-clothed swordsman fought with Xiao Yu and others three times, and the three times they were all ill-fated, and they were the best plan.

The next moment, Xiao Yu walked the dragon snake with a sword, walked behind the black-clothed swordsman with the sword, and sneered: "You haven't learned the royal sword intent of the three-foot Qingfeng in your hand, and you have even forgotten the domineering sword intent of going forward and dying without regrets?"

The black-clothed sword cultivator, who originally wanted to leave, turned his head, and Xiao Yu's sword edge was just close to his chest.

The black-clothed sword cultivator laughed angrily, and the qi sword in his hand swept away Xiao Yu's dragon snake sword, and said in a cold voice: "Xiao Yu, I couldn't kill you just now, I wanted to leave, but you are aggressive, I really don't have the means to press the bottom of the box?"

Xiao Yu sneered: "Your means are hidden in your mouth?"

The black-clothed swordsman was furious, and threw the qi sword in his hand as a flying sword.

In an instant, the vitality of the Heavenly and Human Sword Cultivator's body was like a great river to the east, and all of them disappeared with this sword.

There is a sword coming from the west.

A succession of airburst sounds sounded in the air, endlessly.

Lin Yinping sat on the horse and looked up at the sky, and said strangely: "How can there be thunder in winter?"

Murong's face was solemn, and he shook his head and said, "It's not Lei." ”

Lin Yinping was puzzled: "What was it at that time?"

Murong replied slowly: "It's a sword of heaven and man." ”

The black-clothed sword cultivator was full of his sword, and even his face was a little older......

Perhaps it was because the full strength of the realm of heaven and man led to the induction of heaven and man, thus triggering the celestial phenomena, the heavy snow in the sky was actually sparse at this moment, and even a ray of bleak sunlight penetrated the heavy lead cloud and fell towards Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu under the dim slanting sun opened his mouth violently and inhaled.

actually sucked this qi sword into his mouth.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were quiet.

Xiao Yu froze in the air, his face pale. Countless tiny wounds were opened on his body, and in the blink of an eye, he stained himself into a bloody man.

The black-clothed swordsman was stunned for a moment, and then laughed insolently: "It's you who begged for death, so you can't complain about others!"

The black-clothed swordsman volleyed into the void, the middle finger of the index finger of his right hand and the sword finger, slowly raised, and walked towards the frozen Xiao Yu step by step,

Xiao Yu raised his head with difficulty, and a black vortex swirled wildly in a pair of eyes comparable to black gems.

......

Lin Yinping looked at the sunset above his head, which suddenly revealed half of his face, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Murong said softly: "Although this sword is powerful, Xiao Yu should be able to handle it, so don't worry too much." ”

Lin Yinping didn't speak, biting his lip and shaking his head fiercely.

Murong was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Lin Yinping pointed to his chest, and said in a trembling voice: "It hurts here." ”

Murong Leng paused for a moment, and suddenly remembered that in that sentence, there were no colorful phoenix wings, and there was a little understanding in his heart, could it be that there were really people with the same heart in this world? She smiled reluctantly, "Don't think too much." ”

Lin Yinping didn't speak with a white face, and it took a long time before he spit out a breath of turbidity, "It's much better." ”

As she spoke, she looked at the dark sky above her.

Xiao Yu stood there, and the black-clothed swordsman pointed a sword at Xiao Yu's eyebrows.

The smile on the corner of the Heavenly Sword Slave's mouth slowly bloomed.

Almost at the same time, when Lin Yinping exhaled a breath of turbidity, Xiao Yu made almost the same action.

However, it was not turbidity, but a mighty sword qi.

The smile on the corner of the black-clothed swordsman's mouth had already withered before it could fully bloom.

A long forty-nine platinum sword qi burst out from Xiao Yu's mouth.

The black-clothed swordsman who was close at hand didn't have time to dodge at all, and the entire head suddenly cracked open, turning into a cloud of blood mist and falling down one after another.

Xiao Yu has pupils and sleeves, the Buddha country in his palm, the three religions are one, and he has a world of his own in the body, why can't he eat the sword?

Xiao Yu grabbed the headless corpse of the Heavenly Sword Cultivator, and the black light in his eyes was great.

The vitality of the black-clothed swordsman was absorbed by Xiao Yu for his own use.

Qiu Ye said that Xiao Yu is a fellow practitioner of the five veins, then he needs five times the vitality of ordinary people to enter the heavens.

Today is the first step.

There are still four celestials left!

Xiao Yu can achieve the realm of heaven and man!

Enter the heavens and people with the five veins, and then be at ease, in the world.

Who can beat it?