"The Xiao family's marksmanship is really worthy of its reputation. Beidou Jingyun was like a golden butterfly, the whole person was hidden in the dim clouds, drifting in the wind as if it had no quality, staring at Xiao Wuji and muttering coldly, whether it was his expression or tone, there was no sense of appreciation.

The Xiao family's marksmanship was created by the ancestors of the Xiao family, and it has nothing to do with Xiao Wuji Mao, so of course there is no need to appreciate him. It is said that the Xiao family's marksmanship was based on a poem when the ancestor of the Xiao family followed the emperor of Huaxia to fight, and Xiao Wuji used the second type of Xiao family's marksmanship.

Although it is already poignant, it is full of the kind of killing and iron-blooded domineering on the battlefield. At this time, it is used in Xiao Wuji's hands, but it is less bright and fair, and a little more gloomy and ruthless, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of character he is.

I saw that the Soul Chasing Sword cut a visible fault in the air and attacked Xiao Wuji's face. This mediocre sword, but it gathered all of Huang Fu Xuan's understanding of sword intent, and the extremely sharp and sharp aura made Xiao Wuji, who was two levels higher than Huang Fu Xuan's cultivation, couldn't help but feel his scalp flutter.

Under the dazzling silver sword light, the surrounding air was condensed into sharp needles, with strong penetrating power, stabbing the space that was almost frozen by Xiao Wuji into a hornet's nest.

Xiao Wuji furrowed his eyebrows, looking at the long sword that pierced straight in, the indestructible sharpness made him feel cold from the depths of his heart, as if there was nothing in this world that this sword could not pierce. That majestic aura blew aggressively on his face, sending out bursts of hot pain, but his swordsmanship had a strange smell.

It was too late, and the Soul Chasing Sword was already approaching Xiao Wuji's eyebrows.

"Longshui Autumn Freeze!" Xiao Wuji calmly lifted the Sky Splitting Spear, the gun was dignified, the cold was pressing, his feet stepped out of two inches deep pit on the ground, and he stood in place without moving like a mountain, this move was greater than attacking, and the aura rolled up on the flat ground was like the autumn freeze of Longshui, and Xiao Wuji was indestructible in it.

The Soul Chasing Sword was like a meteor, drawing a graceful arc in space and smashing at Xiao Wouji, and Huangfu Xuan's figure had already disappeared from Xiao Wouji's sight. Several people who were paying attention to Huangfu Xuan couldn't help but sigh when they looked at this scene.

Calmly staring at the front of the Soul Chasing Sword, according to Xiao Wuji's previous observation of Huang Fu Xuan, Huang Fu Xuan threw the Soul Chasing Sword out in order to confuse the enemy's audio-visual skills, using his own extremely fast body technique, the place where the Soul Chasing Sword fell was generally the place where Huang Fu Xuan appeared.

The Sky Splitting Spear lay across his chest, and Xiao Wuji's aura all over his body condensed a layer of indestructible armor, waiting for Huangfu Xuan's surprise attack.

With a bang, the surrounding aura shook like jelly in the huge impact, and the soul chasing sword was bounced out by the impact force, and disappeared into the land next to it, but he never saw Huangfu Xuan's figure.

His eyes flashed, and he quickly scanned the surroundings, and a slight air fluctuation came from behind, and before Xiao Wuji could react, a long sword formed by condensed spiritual energy was already hanging above Xiao Wuji's head.

Without hesitation, he raised his spear, and the flash dragon thorn turned into a starlight in the sky and stabbed upward. However, just as Xiao Wuji raised his right arm to send the aura out, a white figure appeared in front of him.

Huang Fu Xuan's handsome evil smile was like a sudden flash of light in the darkness, stinging Xiao Wuji's eyes.

In less than a breath, Huang Fu Xuan had already gathered all the aura in the palm of his hand and slashed at Xiao Wuji's neck.

The muscles squirmed at a frequency visible to the naked eye, and the moment the palm collided with the neck, there was a metallic sound. Not only did the aura fail to cause harm to Xiao Wuji, but instead invaded Huang Fu Xuan's palm into his body, setting off a monstrous wave of qi and blood.

The falling right hand waved backhanded, and slapped directly on Huang Fu Xuan's chest, and with a blooming blood flower, Huang Fu Xuan's face turned white and flew backwards.

The spear then attacked, heading straight for Huangfu Xuan's empty back.

"Wanting Moon Devouring!" At this time, Huang Fu Shan had already rushed to Huang Fu Xuan's side, and the Demon Moon Knife swung out two bright crescent moons, swirling in mid-air and attacking Xiao Wuji, his heroic face was full of anger.

"You can stop me, let's die together. Xiao Wuji laughed a few times with disdain, and the Flash Dragon Thorn erupted again, instantly piercing two bright crescent moons, mixed with the whistling wind and coming to Huang Fushan.

"You dare!" Jiang Yudie's eyes cracked and screamed, causing a burst of space to collapse between the flying hands, at this time, Jiang Yudie's face was also ugly, and the red blood stains were particularly conspicuous on the crescent-white long skirt.

Huang Fu Shan just pounced on Huang Fu Xuan without hesitation, and as soon as the silver teeth bit his heart, he died together! There is a kind of stubbornness that does not keep the master here, but has its own place to keep the master.

The ridicule in Xiao Wuji's eyes deepened a little more, isn't it easy to find death? The aura advanced inch by inch along the meridians of his right arm, forming a heavy explosive force in regular fluctuations, doubling the speed of the gun again.

Mo Yukun didn't know when a slender soft sword appeared, and the aura gushed, sweeping around unguardedly, trying to force the killer of the ghost brake to come to the rescue. However, far away water could not quench the thirst, Xiao Wuji's spear had already reached the chests of the two of them, and the cold aura tore a few holes in the clothes on Huang Fushan's body, and it seemed that there was about to kill two birds with one stone.

Ding――

Just as the Sky Splitting Spear was about to stab Huang Fu Shan's heart, a long sword that was pitch black than the Sky Splitting Spear lightly pressed against the tip of the Sky Splitting Spear. Abrupt, ghostly, and I don't know where it came from. All the offensive came to an abrupt halt at this moment.

A breath of death surged down the Sky Splitting Spear, piercing Xiao Wuji's heart. Suddenly, he shivered, and a thick fear overflowed from his internal organs.

What kind of sword was that? It was pitch black, eerie, and it exuded a strong aura of death. The jagged tip of the sword split into two, like a snake letter, stuck its own Sky Splitting Spear.

The gloom in Xiao Wuji's eyes was diluted a little by this fear, and he tightened the spear in his right hand, his palms were full of cold sweat, and the cold air came out, almost freezing.

"Don't rush to death, enjoy the beauty of death first. A cold voice that could no longer be cold came into his ears without emotion, and a few cold sweats broke out on Xiao Wuji's forehead, and he found that he didn't want to look up at the owner of this sword.

The voice was not loud, but it broke into everyone's minds on a rampage. The forest filled with the smell of gunpowder turned cold in a moment.

Everyone was extremely curious about the owner of the voice, but they didn't dare to look back, very conflicted.

The silence that permeates the breath of death is often the most tormenting. Fortunately, the loud roar of the ancient beast in the sky rescued everyone from the tormented silence.

A few fierce golden-red lights flashed in Xiao Zi's eyes, the high snake head lowered a few points, the muscles of the whole body tightened, and the scales of the purple light emitted a piercing friction sound, and everyone's hairs stood on end.

Then, like an arrow off the string, it swooped out. The impact of the aura brought by the friction of the air overturned everyone, and the purple lightning and the golden giant shadow were entangled together, and for a time the wind was fierce, and the lightning thundered.

Poison Emperor Beidou Qianqiu stood in mid-air, raised his head with emotion, looked at the Dapeng Golden Crow and the Sky Swallowing Giant Python Xiaozi for a long time, and shifted his gaze to the Spirit Venerable and the Ancient Great Master, "This emperor asks you one last time, the opportunity to save the entire Eastern Continent is in front of you, do you want it or not?"