Looking at Lin Xiaoyou's aggressiveness, Soul Xiaotian said lightly: "Are you going to rush up?" Or let's try the depth of the remnants of the soul clan first? ”

Lin Xiaoyou slandered: That day, his spiritual cultivation in Liangzhou City was not as good as his own, if I won this demon in one fell swoop, I would definitely be able to increase the prestige of the master and family, and the position of the first seat in the future should also be logical.

After that, he said with a majestic expression: "Everyone can punish the demons of the Demon Dao, and today I, Lin Xiaoyou, will do the Dao for Heaven and kill you, the demon." ”

The fairy sword came out of its sound sheath, shook the two sword flowers, and pointed the sword blade at Soul Xiaotian.

"Evil, die."

Soul Xiaotian smiled sadly: "What a way for the sky." ”

Lin Xiaoyou took up the sword trick, read the words, and the sword resisted the thunder of the heavens, and I was afraid of the divine power.

With a click, a shining thunderbolt fell into the tip of the sword, and the momentum was more than twice as strong as the thunder control technique cast by Lin Xiaozhuo on Nanming Lake, and the majestic thunder sword source stirred up huge waves that were hundreds of feet high, slashing towards Soul Xiaotian.

Soul Xiaotian stood in a black mist, Ziyu Sword had no hilt, only a narrow diamond-shaped sword body wrapped in Zixia, and he had been comprehending the aura of the Great Dao coming from the sword body when he started his sword.

Gazing his eyes, he couldn't imagine that Lin Xiaoyou was the thunder control trick together, and it seemed that he had the intention of killing today.

Soul Xiaotian didn't cast a spell, nor did he pinch the trick, only to see that a purple thunderbolt had jumped on the body of Ziyu's sword.

He said lightly:

"Have you ever seen ...... Fairy sword, the true trick of the purple thunder? ”

As soon as these words came out, the backs of several people in Xishu Jianshan were cold, of course they had heard of this method, but how could it be possible? Just the next moment.

Soul Xiaotian raised his hand with a sword, and an extremely thin purple light shone and slashed out, and the white silver fox and purple thunder collapsed with a touch, and Lin Xiaoyou was slashed out with a sword. Soul Xiaotian said lightly: "The true trick of the thunder, but that's it." ”

The heavens and the earth were silent, and everyone looked at that figure in disbelief, the fairy sword and the purple thunder, and this method.

Lin Xiaozhuo helped Lin Xiaoyou up, the latter clapped his hands and swallowed a pill, squinting his eyes fiercely, in just a few days, this person's spiritual power cultivation has been on par with himself, Immortal Sword and Purple Thunder, how did he do it?

Soul Xiaotian still said lightly: "You can rush up, isn't this the habit of you famous and decent families?" ”

As soon as these words came out, they shocked some disciples of other sects who had low cultivation, and they didn't dare to come out one by one, just looking here.

"Humph!"

Shi Zhen, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said: "A few junior disciples of Xishu Sword Mountain, don't be provoked by demons and lose your mind, the Demon Guard Dao can not distinguish between our enemies and widows, no matter what the Dao is, if you can kill the evil Dao, it is the right way." ”

His words are righteous, but the meaning of provocation and ridicule is also very obvious.

Lin Xiaoyou also snorted coldly, "There is no need for Senior Brother Shi to remind you of this. "His stone character is also very heavy.

Shi Yan also squinted fiercely when he heard this.

Lin Xiaoyou said to a few people behind him: "Junior brothers, don't panic, purple thunder is the essence of heavenly thunder, he will definitely not be able to resist a few swords, a few junior disciples help me destroy demons and make meritorious contributions to the master." ”

Several people joined together, and the long swords were unsheathed.

Feng Ning'er clenched Xishan tightly, looking like she was going home.

Shi Yan waved his hand, and everyone behind him sacrificed magic weapons.

Seven figures staggered up and down, and they were killed in a blink of an eye.

Lin Xiaoyou was right, that purple thunder was originally the natal spiritual source in the Ziyu Sword, and with the strength of Soul Xiaotian, he couldn't resist a few swords at all.

Feng Ning'er didn't want to help him, but he was surrounded by Shi Yan and others.

Soul Xiaotian's current spiritual power cultivation is the eighth stage of the Emperor Soul Jue, this level is similar to the Yuqing Realm of Xishu Sword Mountain, Lin Xiaoyou and Lin Xiaoyue are both the strength of the Yuqing Realm Xiaojing, and the other four people are all the strength of the Taiji Sanqing Jue Nine Sections, the seven of them joined forces, and the spiritual power has suppressed Soul Xiaotian, and the seven people also used the Meridian Seven Star Sword Formation that Xishu Sword Mountain is proud of.

At first, Soul Xiaotian could still rely on the Seven Star Sealing Demon Step to resist it, and gradually fell into the disadvantage.

Poof

Lin Xiaoyou pierced into the shoulder of Soul Xiaotian, the latter shook him away with a palm, a huge pain came, his real arm was numb, Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao spiritual power stretched after purity, and kept rolling in his body, the Great Freedom Method was running, and the blue spiritual power beads were undulating, sucking the spiritual power that was everywhere into the beads.

Lin Xiaoyou sneered, "Boy, if you don't go against my Lin family, you may still have a way to live, but ......"

His eyes were ruthless, and he slashed at Soul Xiaotian again, Soul Xiaotian raised his sword to block, and after a clang, several deep openings were made on his body.

"Brother Xiaotian."

Feng Ning'er exclaimed, but was knocked away by Shi Yan's palm.

"It's a pity that such a beauty is going to die today."

He smiled evilly, and his eyes kept scanning Feng Ning'er.

Feng Ning'er hallucinated at everyone in a circle, and her playful eyes made her completely dead. She slowly got up, a holy glow emanating from within her.

She stretched out her arms, all kinds of magic weapons were buzzing and trembling, everyone only felt that the magic weapons were uncontrollable, and there was a feeling of flying out of their hands, the sword was the respect of ten thousand soldiers, Feng Ning'er was a natural sword fetus, and invisibly everyone's magic weapons were suppressed, and they were tightly controlled to prevent them from getting out of their hands.

The Xishan Mountain in Feng Ning'er's hand emitted a thousand rays of light and slashed towards everyone.

Shi Yan smiled coldly.

"The trapped beast is still fighting, Xishu Sword Mountain raises tigers, and when I take you down, I am watching how Xishu Mountain will explain to the world."

Although her sword shook many people, many people still swarmed her and besieged her.

Not long after, Feng Ning'er was shocked by a palm, and blood overflowed from her mouth.

Qi Nanying looked at the two people who were fighting the trapped beasts, smiled with satisfaction, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the Seven Little Radish Peaks.

Since the meat has been eaten, then I will drink some soup in the palace! The next moment, he led several elders to fly towards the Invincible Palace, Wei Ting hesitated for a moment, and stood still in place.

The seven stars shone brightly, Lin Xiaoyou stabbed a sword into Soul Xiaotian's chest, Soul Xiaotian turned his head with difficulty, looked in that direction, poof, was kicked away by Lin Xiaoyou, he stepped forward, and stabbed Soul Xiaotian's throat with a sword.

Qin Lizhi's expression suddenly showed a trace of pain in her heart, she looked to the south, the cold gold in her hand was faintly hot, and after a long time, she still couldn't lift her footsteps.

……

Recently

White Horse Hall

Ji Jinghou was scarred, looked at the senior disciples around him and took a deep breath.

The man sitting upright in the lobby put down the teacup.

"I said, if you can pass the White Horse Five Gun Formation, the White Horse Hall will let you come and go."

Ji Jinghou put down his spear, straightened his clothes, and knocked three songs to the hall.

"Master, you'll definitely regret it......"

After he got up, his breath changed, and a little thunder shone on the tip of the steel spear after he got into his hand, and he stomped his feet violently, the floor shattered inch by inch, and the spear swept through the thousands of troops with a wave of the spear, and the spear in the hands of the five people was cracked and broken, and the people flew out at the same time.

He turned around and waved his sleeves and strode out of the courtyard.

The man in the hall stood up suddenly, looked at his back incredulously, and then, with a clenched fist, smashed the table beside him.

"Thunder."

……

Fuyuan Mountain

Outside the meditation room

Hua He had been kneeling for three days and three nights, and his thin Zen clothes had been covered with a layer of fallen flowers, and finally, an old voice in the meditation room spoke.

"You should have figured it out, just do whatever you want!"

Hua He opened his eyes tremblingly, took off his monk's robe and folded it on the futon, he put on the brocade robe, and the person disappeared from the place.

Pieces of flying flowers fell on the monk's robe, and the sound came.

"Yes, from today onwards, Huahe is no longer a disciple of Buddhism."

……

Zheng~

The tip of the sword was deflected, Lin Xiaoyou fixed his eyes and saw that it was actually a piece of copper that shook his immortal sword, and turned to look, the person still maintained a waving gesture, and Pei Chongkang's abdomen moved slightly.

"Xiaotian, I finally ...... Caught up. ”

Brush

Two more figures fell.

"Twelve Fingered Sword Mountain Ji Jinghou - please fight."

"Twelve-Fingered Sword Mountain Flower River - please fight."

Seeing the two of them coming, an inexplicable courage poured out of Soul Xiaotian's heart, and he got up, a smile squeezed out of the corner of his mouth.

Monk Yichen pushed away the crowd and walked out, singing a Buddha horn and saying, "Senior Brother Hua, how can you help the abuse?" ”

Hua He raised his hand to stop him and said, "Senior Brother Yichen, I am no longer a disciple of Buddhism. ”

Yichen had a look of unbearability in his eyes, and shook his head with a sigh.

Chirp~

A crane roared through the sky, and Qingliang fell among the decent disciples, and gave Soul Xiaotian a look.