Xiao Chuan's move can be described as extremely bold, and it also looks extremely stupid to others, and going against the trend in the face of the sword rain is tantamount to strengthening the power of the sword light, greatly increasing the damage he has suffered.

But under the circumstances at that time, Xiao Chuan's choice was completely based on the correct perception of his own strength, the accurate judgment of the situation he was facing and his resolute determination, if Xiao Chuan had a moment of hesitation and blindly avoided it, and missed the fleeting opportunity, it would only make the red-haired sword cultivator completely exert the spring breeze and rain swordsmanship to the extreme, and when the sword light was endless, even if the power was slightly weaker, it would make Xiao Chuan suffer, and it would probably be a completely different ending.

But now it turns out that Ogawa has made the right choice.

Although this green sword light is like rain and is imposing, it also exposes the biggest flaw of this spring wind and rain sword technique, that is, the sword light is not enough to disperse the power, although there is the blessing of the white-haired old woman's golden light flying sword, but in the end the power can not be concentrated, although Xiao Chuan has suffered countless sword lights, but it is certain that at the same time, more sword lights finally failed.

And under the continuous blows of these sword lights, Xiao Chuan's Xuanjia body protection only lasted for a short while, and finally it inevitably collapsed after a period of trembling, after all, without other means to cooperate, it was difficult to stop the power of the flying sword by relying on the best exercises alone.

Having lost the Xuanjia Technique, the last barrier, Xiao Chuan could only try his best to stir the heaven and earth thunder in his hand like the wind to protect his whole body.

But this kind of protection is a hundred secrets after all, and I will only listen to "poof!" for a while! With a sound, a puff of blood spurted out of Xiao Chuan's shoulder, followed by the second, third, and fourth notes, and after a while, Xiao Chuan was covered with blood, and the whole person was as hideous and terrifying as a blood gourd.

Seeing this, the red-haired old man couldn't help but shout in ecstasy and hysterical in his heart: "You kill my junior brother! You let me beg for mercy! I will let you die without a whole body!"

It's a pity that this Jin Dan Sword Cultivator, who has been through a hundred battles and has harvested countless souls under the sword, was negligent for a while, and did not find that most of these wounds on Xiao Chuan's body were concentrated in the legs, feet, arms and other positions, and there were few vital parts such as the torso, head and chest, and Xiao Chuan's breath not only did not weaken in the slightest, but had a stronger tendency.

"Senior brother, be careful! This kid is a little weird, I'm afraid he has other plans!" In contrast, the white-haired old woman was much more knowledgeable, and when she found that it was inappropriate, she hurriedly spoke out to warn.

It's a pity that the awakening of these two sword cultivators is still a step late after all, although the sword rain is sharp, but the bloody Xiaochuan is completely unstoppable.

The red-haired old man shouted, his eyes widened angrily for a while, his sword eyebrows stood up, and he suddenly urged the sword light of the spring breeze and rain under the spiritual energy to become more and more dense, but at this moment, a blood light flew out of the sword curtain and came to him in an instant.

"Ahh

The red-haired old man looked at Xiao Chuan with blood on his face in front of him with fear, as if he saw the urging Yama, almost forgetting the sharp pain in his chest, and just listening to the sound of his sternum breaking.

"You give me death!" This time Xiao Chuan moved the real fire, and his subordinates showed no mercy, accompanied by the sound of broken bones and bursting internal organs, the old man said word by word in front of the red-haired old man.

"Ahh

Xiao Chuan frowned, and said coldly: "You shut up for me!" and smashed the head of this sword cultivator with a punch like piercing a layer of tissue paper.

As soon as Xiao Chuan's hand loosened, the headless body of the red-haired old man fell straight to the sea like a puddle of mud.

It's a pity that this sword cultivator who has been immersed in the way of the sword for hundreds of years has also been majestic and dominant, but in the end, he died under Xiao Chuan's punch and grab.

And the white-haired old woman saw that the situation was not good, and she had already set up a retreat and fled into the distance with all her might, and after a few rises, she was already far away from Xiaochuan's sight.

How could Xiao Chuan be willing to give up, sneered and sacrificed the thunder drum of heaven and earth, and the thunder of the nine heavens pointed directly at this white-haired sword cultivator who had fled a few miles away.

As the heavenly thunder drum in Xiao Chuan's hand "dongdong" sounded, the white-haired sword cultivator who was far away in the sky suddenly shook and almost fell from the sky, and only after a few stumbles could he barely stabilize his figure.

When the white-haired old woman barely restrained the tyrannical aura in her body, she found that Xiaochuan was not far from her.

"Seniors! It's all that bad old man who can't do his best, he deserves to die, but it's none of my business! He deserves to die at the hands of his seniors! Please also ask my seniors to spare my life for the sake of my cultivation is not suitable and my longevity is about to end! I will definitely do my best for my seniors to send!" The white-haired old woman actually knelt in the void with her legs bent, crying and wiping tears and begging for mercy.

"Hmph! Do you think you don't know what you've done? Do you think that you can fish in troubled waters by hiding your sword qi in other people's sword light? It's ridiculous that I let you go, but you laugh at my compassion again and again! It's ridiculous that this cultivator's world realm, the road to becoming an immortal, can only kill! Kill! Kill!" Although Xiao Chuan's scars were not serious, under the severe pain, they also completely aroused the dissatisfaction and resentment in his heart against this cultivator who eats the weak.

This white-haired old woman has experienced countless life-and-death battles, that is, there are not one thousand but eight hundred cultivators who have been killed by herself, and she has long been accustomed to death, even kowtowing and begging for mercy is just a means of survival, but looking at the bloody cultivator in front of her, listening to the voice like an accusation, for the first time, a chill from the depths of her heart appeared.

"How can this young man be so terrifying? Who is he, why can't I resist him!"

The white-haired old woman knelt motionless in the air, watching Xiao Chuan's fist come to her eyes, as if she was accepting the judgment of fate, and the countless questions in her heart also drifted away with her own life.

Xiao Chuan stared blankly at the headless corpse tumbling and falling in front of him, although his mind was blank, he felt extremely happy all over his body, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.

At this time, Xiao Pig had already used his spatial magic powers, left Xiao Chuan's arms, and looked for the Jin Dan that had devoured these sword cultivators for hundreds of years among the three broken corpses, and couldn't help but raise his head and look over when he heard Xiao Chuan's howl.

At this moment, a twisted and hideous beast shadow once again appeared in the little pig's eyes, and a sly smile appeared faintly at the corner of his mouth.