As soon as Xia Xuan raised his head, he looked up at the sword light of the giant crescent moon.

As soon as his eyes flashed, the person had already disappeared in place, and the six-rank black lotus turned into a lightning-like beast, and at the moment when the sword light fell, it had already pierced through the air and covered the golden iron urn.

The golden iron urn stood tense in place, motionless, seemingly unharmed.

And Xia Xuan was already behind him.

At the same time, the giant crescent moon sword light had just fallen, and the ground mountain rock was overwhelmed, and a deep trench was directly cracked.

"It's so fast!!" Tu Qian frowned...

She was about to make another move, but was blocked by Ji Qianling raising her hand.

Ji Qianling saw that everything was just right, and it was up to the point, since it was a deterrent, then it was easy to speak, and he was about to speak.

But before the words reached his mouth, before he could say them, the giant man with more than two meters in the golden iron urn began to let out a miserable shout.

When the demons of the Hidden Demon Sect looked at it, they saw that Elder Jin's steely beast body bloomed with hundreds of fish scale patterns.

The scales of the fish are getting deeper and deeper, and the wound is first white, then light red, then deep red.

Countless pieces of blood spurted out of Elder Jin's body with true qi, and then, pieces of his flesh actually fell to the ground.

The mountain wind blew, and every time it blew, it would blow off a lot of meat, and in the blink of an eye, Elder Jin became a skeleton with only a little bit of flesh and bones, and in the autumn wind, it was particularly infiltrating.

As soon as the wind blows, "he" loses his balance, and falls into a pool of blood on the ground with a "poof", the whole thing is shattered, and the remains of his hands, knuckles, ribs and other bones are scattered to the ground.

The ghost-faced man behind him shook the peachwood branch, shaking off a drop of blood from it.

Evil, full of fire!

Even the demons who have seen a lot of weird killing methods were shocked by this scene.

Spikes.

It's basically a spike.

And it's so ferocious, so evil in seconds!

This scene, like a big hand, slapped Ji Qianling again, making him close the mouth he wanted to speak.

The audience was silent for a while, but soon, they were crushed by Tu Poor's cold snort.

The gray-clothed Hidden Demon Sect elder is a formation master, and now he has obtained the blessing of 1,800 demon disciples with the formation, and his individual strength has been greatly improved in the blessing of this group, although the demon disciples are much worse than the secret demon soldiers, but it is enough to give a formation master the confidence to make a move.

Tu Poor made a move.

It's like a leading general going head-to-head...

Gray shadows flickered.

In the sound of the scream, 1,800 gossamers converged on her, making her produce a third force in addition to her "blood strength" and "true qi", which is the power of the army!

This power is not at all comparable to the "second dantian power" that Jin Tie Urn has saved through the fragment of "Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Friendship and Great Happiness" and seized many women's red pills.

The general is the power of the army, and it is common for the general to kill the more products, the stronger the command power and his own force, plus the soldiers are elite enough, the formation is strong enough, and the number of people is enough, not to mention the killing of the first grade, even if it is more than two, three, or four, it is okay, this is the perversion of the formation division.

Tu Qian knew that Xia Xuan's speed was extremely fast, so he didn't slash out the sword light remotely, but directly stepped into the void and flew in, and the huge power contained in the knife in his hand shook the space, and instantly condensed a virtual shadow like a substance.

The heart of heaven is shaken, and the shock is like an image.

The phantom quickly became clear, and when it flew in front of Xia Xuan, it was already a full three feet, and the giant shadow that was nearly ten meters tall raised its long knife and slashed it down.

Xia Xuan raised his hand, shook off the withered peach branch of the blood flower, and then bloomed the six-grade black lotus, and the black lotus twisted, but only twisted a gap in the long knife, but the withered branch was just a withered branch after all, and it seemed to have reached the limit at this time, and it made a "bang" explosion sound.

The sawdust was crushed, and the black lotus withered with the wind.

The power of the long knife in Tu Qian's hand did not decrease at all, but as she approached with her deception, she changed from slashing to cutting, and the direction changed from fighting head-to-head to sweeping towards Xia Xuan's chest.

Thousands of eight hundred people condensed three huge shadows, and the sword was dazzling.

Tu Qiao's hand even seized the opportunity when the opponent's old power was gone and the new force was not born.

Boom!!

There was no accident, and the knife quickly slashed through the ghost-faced man.

There was a popping sound in the air.

However, Tu Poor didn't have the slightest sense of slashing, the holy master in front of him was pierced by the knife, and the whole person was twisted again, turning into a trace of black stripes, like black water waves, and then dissipated.

Tu Qian slashed through the air with a knife, and he was also like the previous golden iron urn, his whole body was tense, his consciousness was scattered, and he searched for the target.

It's so fast!

This kind of attack-speed opponent is like a ghost, and it is extremely difficult!

But normally speaking, once this kind of opponent is cut by himself, even if he is not injured, he will be weakened.

There is no omnipotence in the exercises, and each has its own strengths and weaknesses.

Tu Qian quickly analyzed, his brain spinning extremely fast.

And when she turned her head, she saw the holy master wearing a bronze ghost face again.

Xia Xuan was still standing in front of a peach tree that had already withered in the autumn wind, his voice was a little uncontrollable and inexplicably cold, with a little smile, and asked inexplicably: "Have you ever seen the black lotus with nine-leaf petals?"

"What?"

Tu Qian was instinctively stunned.

And it was this stunned effort that she saw the ghost-faced man pluck another two-foot peach branch, and saw the ink-like lotus petals outlined on the bare peach branch.

The lotus petals are formed, and nine products are opened.

The speed of the three products is like a ghost.

Six products can turn strength.

Jiupin... And how?

Tu Qian realized that the offensive of the Nine Leaves Lotus Leaf should be stronger than just now, so she was condensed, although the long knife was too late to dance, but the true qi had overflowed all over her body, and she could react at any time, and she had a powerful military array around her, which could be deployed by her.

The two fought extremely fast, and the spectators on the side didn't have time to react at all, nor did they have time to make any remarks in this short moment.

Ji Qianling was shocked by the fact that the golden iron urn was killed in seconds just now, and when she saw this second fight, she finally had a trace of other thoughts in her heart...

He wanted to see how strong this holy master really was.

The nine-leaf lotus opened in an instant.

Just open the distance, already in front of you.

Not in front of the poor, but in front of the thousand and eight hundred demons.

[Twelve Rank Black Lotus Sword Song] focuses on killing, slaughter, not assassination.

Assassination kills one person, slaughters kills a group.

The speed of the ghost allowed Xia Xuan to directly pass through the slaughter of the poor, and with a slash of the peach branch, the huge nine-rank black lotus had already turned into a spreading pitch-black lotus wheel.

The lotus wheel was like a knife wheel, and it flew into the military formation, blood splashed, and wails rose instantly.

In just one moment, an unknown number of lives have been harvested.

As his life passed, the strength of Tu Qiao's body was also rapidly weakening.

When she reacted and hurriedly turned around and shot behind her, Xia Xuanru had been waiting for her to make this move, this flaw,

So, almost at the same moment she turned around, her figure had disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, a peach branch had already passed through the heart of the gray-clothed elder,

The tips of the branches came out through the chest, stained red with blood.

Xia Xuan and Tu Poor were close for a moment, and the world stood still for a moment.

Before Tu Qian could say anything or make a move before he died, he felt that the true qi of the peach branch inserted in his heart was instantaneous,

Her eyes were dark, her heart was broken, and she was no longer alive.