"Dragon's legs!"

Shen Ming drank in a low voice, quickly wrote the word "dragon" in mid-air, and finally rushed straight down from that "point".

With a burst of dragon and tiger leaping, it attacked the front and top of the poor strange beast, and the poor strange beast glanced up at Shen Ming slightly, and the corner of his mouth showed a hint of sneer, and said sarcastically:

"The waste of the refining realm, don't be afraid!"

Then, seeing that the poor beast resisted Li Xiao's attack with its left hand, and raised its right hand slightly, it would meet Shen Ming's sneak attack, and in an instant, Shen Ming stepped on the knife in its palm.

Unexpectedly, with a "bang", the whirlwind knife shattered!

The poor strange beast showed a look of surprise, and when he wanted to use his Xuan Qi to resist Shen Ming's attack, he was seized by Li Xiao, and seeing that he was lucky, he slammed into the palm of his hand, and hit the poor strange beast off guard, and finally flew back a few meters.

And at this moment, Shen Ming was exhausted, and when he was about to fall down with a pale face, Li Xiao immediately helped him to sit on the stones by the river, and said with concern:

"Senior brother, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, it's just that I'm physically exhausted, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight again, I'm sorry senior brother, I still dragged you down in the end." Shen Ming's eyes were full of guilt.

"Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about, fellow brothers, there is no drag, not to mention that I am still your senior brother, how can I abandon you, you take a rest here first, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that he can't do this beast!"

Li Xiao held the long sword in his hand, turned around, and stared at the poor strange beast viciously, his eyes full of anger.

"He obviously hasn't reached the Qi Refining Realm, why is his strength so strong?!" The poor beast couldn't help but exclaim.

I was quite curious about Shen Ming in my heart, I didn't expect to be able to exert the power of the Body Refining Realm so powerfully, it was the first time I encountered it, and I had to admire it.

That kid is definitely a martial arts wizard, if he lets the tiger return to the mountain today, he will definitely dominate the side and come back to take revenge, so he must not be allowed to escape.

If it weren't for the fact that the poor beast had just focused on Li Xiao, Shen Ming's attack would have just tickled it.

"Livestock, take me a move, frozen thousands of miles!"

Li Xiao was angry, drank in a low voice, and the Xuan Qi gathered in the sword body, and bursts of coldness emanated from the blade, diffusing all around, and the cold was overwhelming.

"This is the practice of senior brother!" Shen Ming exclaimed, the cold air approaching, and he couldn't help but shrink up.

"I don't know whether I am alive or dead, I am only a fourth-order qi refiner, and I dare to get an axe in front of this king, and I will be slashed by the whirlwind eighteen!"

The Poor Strange Beast also immediately activated its Xuan Qi, holding two whirlwind knives in its hands, seeing it flutter its wings and fly towards Li Xiao, accompanied by a gust of wind, sweeping the whole audience!

Not to be outdone, Li Xiao gathered his strength behind the sword body, and rushed straight forward, accompanied by a shivering cold air, frozen three feet, and confronted the poor strange beast head-on!

"Whew... Multiply... Whe..."

"Huh... Swish... Hmm..."

Suddenly, the lightning and stone fire, the flames splashed everywhere, the two forces were intertwined, fluctuating around, and the beasts were shocked!

Li Xiao waved his right hand, and the cold sword qi swept towards the poor strange beast, only to see the poor strange beast sneered, disapplied, waved the whirlwind knife, and the golden sword qi emitted from the blade, like a boomerang, slashing away!

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble!!! ”

In an instant, bursts of explosions sounded, and the sword qi used by Li Xiao was split one after another, turning into smoke.

There is a huge disparity in strength, Li Xiaocai is a fourth-order qi refiner, and it is difficult to gain the upper hand in the face of a poor strange beast of the sixth order of qi refining.

"Little ghost, the game is over, this king has no heart to continue playing with you, prepare to die!" The poor beast stood in the air, revealing a wicked smile.

Seeing that its hands merged, streams of Xuan Qi poured out of the dantian and gathered in the palm of his palm, and in an instant, both palms slammed into the air, and the Xuan Qi condensed into a huge sickle.

"Senior brother... You can't resist it... Come on! ”

Shen Mingqi was hoarse, his face was gloomy, he was holding his heart, enduring the pain, for some reason, the blood in his body was even more boiling than just now, as if it was about to explode.

"Damn, cultivation is suppressed!"

Li Xiao faced the aura exuded by the poor strange beast, with the potential of swallowing mountains and rivers, out of instinctive reaction, the right hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Is it really going to die here?"

Li Xiao's heart was full of grief and indignation, seeing that he turned his head to look at the exhausted Shen Ming, revealing a look of death, he unconsciously recalled the previous competition, although he didn't have much contact with him, but one thing was certain, Shen Ming was the future of the Nirvana Sect, and he must not let anything happen to him!

Looking at Li Xiao's unyielding and fearless eyes, Shen Ming's heart swept uneasy, what did he want to do?

Then, Li Xiao turned his head and faced the invincible poor beast, only to see that he looked calm and shouted:

"The last blow, frozen thousands of miles!"

Li Xiao used all the Xuan Qi of the dantian, exhausted all his strength, and gathered in the sword, and in an instant, the sword body flashed, the cold air was emitted, and the water vapor in the air instantly condensed into an ice sword, pointing at the poor strange beasts in the air.

Get ready for an all-or-nothing shot, the final blow!

……

"It's clear that you can't fight the enemy, but you still have to do your best, and you'd rather die than give in, it's really singable and crying." Mandala sighed, with regret in his tone.

"Demon Venerable, do you want Xiaohua ......?"

"Don't worry, with Shen Ming here, his life won't be explained here." Demon Venerable said softly, staring intently at the image, as if seeing through everything.

"Okay."

The Queen of the Mandala was puzzled, it was clear that Shen Ming was already powerless, why did the Demon Venerable still believe that he could turn things around, and where was he sacred, so that the Mozun could attach so much importance to it, it was really incredible.

Since the Demon Venerable didn't say it, she didn't ask much, for fear of touching the Mozun's taboo and making him unhappy.

……

"Lore Whirlwind Slash!" The poor beast shouted angrily, swung the big scythe in the air, and slashed at Li Xiao.

"Come on!"

Li Xiao was not afraid of danger, and used all his strength, swinging his long sword, hundreds of ice swords in the air, accompanied by sharp sword qi, surging upwards and confronting it!

The confrontation between the two forces caused the earth to shake in an instant, the sand and rocks were flying, the river was churning up, and the beasts in the distance felt the threat of death and panicked.

Then there was a loud "boom", which resounded through the canyon!

In an instant, the smoke of gunpowder filled the valley.

Who loses and who wins is already a foregone conclusion, the gap in strength is undeniable, Li Xiao is just dying.

The end result is that he can't win!

When the smoke vanished, the poor beast was still majestic, standing in the air, showing a smug smile.

And Li Xiao was half-squatting on the ground, seeing that his left hand was holding his knee, his right hand was holding the hilt of the sword tightly, half of the remnant sword was inserted into the ground, supporting himself, there was a pool of bright red blood in front of him, and there was blood foam at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, the ending was obvious, and Li Xiao lost.

"Little ghost, you lost, do you have any last words to say, see if this king can be satisfied, let you walk into the Yellow Spring without worry, haha." The Poor Beast sneered.

"Yes, I lost, but do you think you're going to win?" Li Xiao looked at the poor strange beast, and the corners of his mouth showed a teasing smile.

"What do you mean?"

The poor beast frowned slightly, puzzled, and when it looked at the rock beside Li Xiao, it immediately sensed that something was wrong, and when it saw that it was shocked, it asked angrily:

"Where's the other imp?!"

"Haha......!" Li Xiao looked up to the sky and laughed, and his laughter was full of sarcasm at the self-righteousness of the poor beast.