The fist of the heart was integrated into the body of the candle sword, like spring thunder accompanied by a drizzle, and a clear and audible sword sound sounded.

Wang Xizhou suddenly glanced back at the battlefield between Bai Gu and the man in colorful clothes, with anger in his eyes, but more than that, surprise.

The anger was because of the man's all-out attempt to level the mountain.

It is really shameless for a cultivator of the Second Realm of Soul Casting to use all his strength against a Soul Enlightenment Realm who has just cultivated for a short time, and kill the killer!

As for the shock, it was because of the sound of the sword that Bai Gu had just heard on the candlelight sword.

This is the resonance between the sword wielder and the sword!

This is the sword holder's cognition and use of the sword, and when the sword itself is recognized, the sword will sound in response to the sound of the sword.

People who have not cultivated to be strong, have a deep understanding, and have been immersed in kendo for many years cannot do it.

How old is Xiaobai, how long has he been practicing!

What a clear and bright sword sound!

Wang Xizhou was secretly frightened, but when he thought about it, he was relieved.

Sword Immortal Master Disciple, how can he be treated with common sense? There must be something extraordinary, a supernatural talent!

Duan Che also raised his eyebrows, opened the blood-colored silk from the woman's phantom with an axe, and then laughed: "The little brother is worthy of being a sword immortal apprentice, and it is really good!" ”

The man in colorful clothes sneered, "Yo, you're still the apprentice of the Sword Immortal?" That's even better. I've never seen it before, and I haven't killed a Sword Immortal apprentice! In your words, you are the first Sword Immortal apprentice I killed, and you should feel honored. ”

It's just that Bai Gu didn't pay attention to their words, the spiritual power in his body was surging, and the candlelight in his hand was buzzing.

Now, after completely letting go of his spiritual power, he is a complete mud pill realm!

In addition, the freewheeling fist of the Wind Chasing Fist, the spiritual cultivation of the conscience to restore the spiritual power, the spiritual protection of the wood spirit armor, and the bonus of the candlelight of the broken C and other Taoist weapons.

Bai Gu is confident, with this sword, no one can take the first realm of soul casting, and he can fight with the second realm of soul casting!

But that's not enough.

The man in the colorful clothes gave this order to level the mountain, but it was a blow with all his strength.

The full force of the Second Realm of Soul Casting Strike!

Although Bai Gu didn't know much about the specific stage division of the Second Realm of Spirit Casting, it was certain that his current sword still couldn't block the blow of the man in colorful clothes.

In that case, then ......

Give it a go!

Bai Gu suddenly opened his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body turned from a long stream of water into a storm, and he raised the candle and swung it down vigorously, and the sword body just collided with the ball of light.

A burst of dazzling light and powerful waves of qi exploded from the impact of the sword body and the ball of light, and even the fire not far away was crushed.

The face of the man in colorful clothes gradually appeared with astonishment, panic, and finally a face full of disbelief.

Because the moment Bai Gu opened his eyes, he seemed to see a golden light and a red light flashing in Bai Gu's left and right eyes, and then disappeared.

Then after Bai Gu's sword collided with his own leveling and breaking the mountain order to produce light, from the light, the man in colorful clothes saw a sword through the light, as if coming from hell, straight to the center of his eyebrows.

The man in colorful clothes hurriedly gathered all the little spiritual power left in his body on the seven-colored banner, and then hurriedly swung it out, trying to block Bai Gu's full force sword.

Bai Gu's eyes were calm, his face was not sad or happy, and his tone was as plain as water, but it made the man in colorful clothes feel a chill from the soles of his feet to the heavenly spirit cover.

"Die."

There is no spiritual power to wrap it, not even a trace of luster, and the candlelight is like a scrap iron strip at this time, unremarkable.

But the power wrapped in the sword body made the scalp of the locked man in colorful clothes numb.

Is this the fucking power that can burst out of the Soul Enlightenment Realm?

I believe that it is said that it is the second realm of soul casting!

The man in the colorful clothes immediately turned around and wanted to flee.

Stay here any longer, tonight's supper will be Meng Po soup!

Bai Gu didn't have any emotion in his eyes, and the candlelight in his hand was the same, and without the slightest hindrance, he cut off the already broken seven-colored flag.

Then the candle shines unabated, slashing straight at the back of the man in colorful clothes.

Wang Xizhou was able to repel a blood-colored silk and shouted at Bai Gu: "Xiaobai, leave him alive, it's useful!" ”

Bai Gu didn't reply, but just lowered the candlelight, and the tip of the sword pierced into the tail vertebrae of the man in colorful clothes, not an inch.

The man in colorful clothes was stunned like a marionette and was picked up by Bai Gu with a candlelight, and he barely stood on the ground on tiptoe.

The power contained in the sword body was released in the body of the man in colorful clothes, and in the blink of an eye, his dantian meridians were shattered, and his cultivation in the second realm of soul casting was abolished.

The man in colorful clothes snorted, blood gushed from his mouth, his head tilted limply to one side, and he fainted.

Bai Gu pulled out the candlelight from the back of the man in colorful clothes, and by the way, he pulled out a piece of the man's spine in colored clothes, making him completely unable to walk upright.

Bai Gu stepped forward and slashed a few more swords, breaking the man's tendons and tendons.

Bai Gu tore off a large piece of cloth from the man in colorful clothes, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue and killing himself.

Bai Gu also took out a thick hemp rope from the Sumeru bead and dragged the man in colorful clothes to a big tree. Bai Gu used a candle to draw two grooves on the trunk of the tree, tied the two ends of the rope to the waist of the man in colorful clothes and the trunk of the big tree respectively, and also bypassed the grooves so that the rope could withstand more pressure and prevent the man in colorful clothes from rolling away or crawling away with chrysalis.

After doing all this, Bai Gu put away the candlelight and walked towards Bai Xiaoxiao.

"Brother!" Bai Xiaoxiao saw that it was okay, and Bai Gu was still walking towards him, so he let go of his little hand holding the wooden wedge, and ran towards Bai Gu excitedly, and hit Bai Gu's stomach all of a sudden, hugged Bai Gu's waist tightly with both hands, and buried his head in Bai Gu's stomach fiercely.

I didn't mind the blood stains on Bai Gu's body at all.

Bai Gu closed his eyes, opened them quickly, and then touched Bai Xiao's little head with a smile, but his voice was still hoarse, "Brother is fine." ”

It's just that when Bai Xiaoxiao still wanted to complain about something with Bai Gu Sajiao, Duan Che in the sky shouted, "Bastard! ”

Bai Gu looked up, and his pupils shrank instantly.

It turned out that Wang Xizhou planned to use parchment as a gimmick to attract most of the attention of the woman's phantom, and let Duan Che entangle with the woman's phantom head-on. He secretly went around behind the woman's phantom, planning to use the bookish qi in the Yuzhu folding fan as a killing move to severely damage the woman's phantom.

Unexpectedly, the woman's phantom had already taken precautions, and a blood-colored silk directly pierced Wang Xizhou's abdomen, nailed him in mid-air, sprinkled a rain of blood, and passed out.

The parchment lost its spiritual support and fell to the ground like a fallen leaf.

"Brother Wang!" Bai Gu was also surprised.

Just now, he could also see that Wang Xizhou's jade bamboo folding fan and parchment had a great suppressive effect on the woman's phantom. Now that Wang Xizhou's life and death are unknown, the jade bamboo folding fan and parchment paper cannot provide suppression, and it may be difficult to continue with only Duan Che alone.

Sure enough, without the suppression of Wang Xizhou's bookish qi, Duan Che only made two moves with the woman's phantom, and then he was hit by several blood-colored satins, hit on the back, and fell.

It's still an upside-down onion pose.

The woman's phantom figure stood in mid-air, with a curved moon in the sky behind her, her clothes were windless, and several blood-colored silks on her side swayed gently, one of which still had Wang Xizhou, whose life and death were unknown.

The woman's phantom was condescending, looking down indifferently at Bai Gu, Bai Xiaoxiao, Duan Che and others on the ground like a god.

Bai Gu frowned slightly, what is this thing for?

It's just that as soon as Bai Gu had this thought, the woman's phantom suddenly made a move, and several blood-colored silks smashed into the ground like meteorites falling from the sky.

The momentum is no less than any of Duan Che's previous shots.

A power from at least the Five Realms!

It's going to be a sacrifice for everyone!

Bai Gu's face turned pale, and he hurriedly hugged Bai Xiaoxiao, and closed his eyes at the same time, as if because of the poor skills of the donkey, he could only wait for death.

The blood-colored silk is incomparably powerful, and before it has even arrived, it has already lifted countless trees around it. The nearest altar, filled with food offerings, turned into powder and was blown into the air by the wind.

A blood-colored silk was the first to smash into the clearing, instantly exploding with bursts of smoke, light, and qi that spread outward like ripples. Wherever they passed, not a single grass grew.

The blood-colored satin that followed gradually descended, like a fireworks show, exploding in the clearing.

A huge explosion sounded, and smoke rolled up for dozens of miles.

In the smoke and light, there seemed to be a murmur of nothingness.

"Before the day, no one can harm ......"