Raising the knife and advancing together, Li Xiaoyi's body flickered, the speed was extremely fast, Mu Jianchen stood in place and did not move, and the flying sword magic weapon of the Five Heavens rotated in front of his chest.

Li Xiaoyi's eyes were fixed on the sword, although the sword intent was hidden but not revealed, it would have the potential to rush to thunder, so his sword had to be faster.

Especially at close range, Mu Jianchen still didn't move, even though Li Xiaoyi was already approaching, the sword intent had already begun to spill out on both sides of the surroundings.

Li Xiaoyi still drew the knife and cut off the water without hesitation, the knife was like a half moon, and the body was lowered with a cross-cutting blow, and the blade of the knife rubbed out a piercing scream in the air.

I didn't see Mu Jianchen make any movements, on the sword body of the flying sword, the sword was swallowed, Li Xiaoyi's right hand suddenly shook, and he pulled out his left hand, the sword intent was condensed, and the knife momentum turned.

There are thousands of heavy curtains, and this so-called knife is a fast word, swinging the knife countless times and a knife, in fact, it is very demanding for the person who makes the knife.

With a ding, the sword shattered, and the sword took the opportunity to take Mu Jianchen's waist.

Mu Jianchen's brows were furrowed, his face became not very good-looking, and the flying sword that rotated on his chest, the tip of the sword stabbed downwards and straight down.

The knife is less than three inches away from the waist, and because the distance is too close, the flying sword that is full of sword power is also very close to Li Xiaoyi.

Is it a bloody slash, or a sword straight through the door in front of it, the line of life and death in the lightning and fire.

Li Xiaoyi gritted his teeth, his face gradually became hideous, and he was unwilling to retreat with a fatal blow.

Mu Jianchen was even more so, as proud as he was, and the madness and arrogance of sword cultivation would not allow him to take a step back.

Everyone in the ring had their hearts raised in their throats, staring at this scene intently.

Breaking through the cloth, the clothes on Mu Jianchen's waist had already appeared one after another, but when he was about to go a little further inside, the aqua blue light suddenly lit up.

Li Xiaoyi's heart sank, as expected, this thing has a body protection armor, so he dares to fight with himself like this.

But he is not a vegetarian either, compared to the armor on his body, the tattered armor of Bi Ling has long been useless, but the place where he guards his head can still be used.

A helmet, the moment it was covered on his head, a buzzing sound immediately sounded in Li Xiaoyi's mind, and he felt that he had been hit hard with a stick.

Finally, he couldn't hold on anymore and was hit to the ground by an impact.

At the same time, Mu Jianchen's body also flew out and fell heavily on the other side.

A flickering ghost figure immediately appeared on Li Xiaoyi's side, the helmet had been shattered in half, and the head wrapped in jade magic power was cracked like a spider web all over the body.

The ghost-headed general, who had been hovering in the sky, saw that he finally had an opportunity to take advantage of it, roared, and pounced.

Unexpectedly, Mu Jianchen got up quickly, and the sword of a flying sword burst out.

The ghost fire of the ghost head general spit out one by one, and the green hair on his head was like a poisonous snake, although he was cut off by the sword one by one, he still fought and killed it recklessly.

Li Xiaoyi didn't see any movement for a long time, and he always lay on the ground, and everyone sweated for him.

After all, that blow was too close, even if Mu Jianchen's start was hasty, it was a sword that condensed sword intent after all.

But this new faint white shadow immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

The slender figure of the human figure tends to be feminine and convex, although the hips and breasts are not obvious, which still makes those hot-blooded young people red.

As for those female disciples, they turned their faces away with red faces, and couldn't help but take a sip.

But the white clothes had a face but no facial features, to be precise, only a pair of big watery eyes, which were blinking anxiously at this time.

Mr. Miao Ke on the gimbal, his eyes lit up, he didn't care about Li Xiaoyi's life or death, he was extremely interested in this yin spirit.

"It turned out to be an evil spirit, such a monster, and your Dao Yin junior brother dared to raise it?"

Dao Lin also saw a ghost for the first time, although he knew that Li Xiaoyi had more than one ghost head on his body, he didn't expect it to be this thing.

There are also records of this play in the Taoist classics, but it is extremely difficult to refine the shape and transform this thing, and there must be a place to gather yin and a pregnant woman, and the means are too cruel and hurtful to the heavens and the peace.

Even if someone obtains the refining method of this thing, but they don't dare to do it, the reason is that in addition to the above, you are too evil to do it.

Ghosts gather evil and filth, which is originally a symbol of inviting disasters and causing trouble, and there is a saying that the folk have been unlucky for ten years when they hit ghosts one day.

The evil spirit is a hundred times and a thousand times, and it is very difficult for the owner to get a good death, either a sudden catastrophe or an inexplicable violent death.

This Li Xiaoyi has raised a ghost general, and it is already a miracle that he has been unharmed so far, and he actually raised a evil spirit, I have to say that it is really a stupid boy who sleeps on a cold kang, and it is all based on firepower.

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrifying!"

Mr. Miaoke's words, Dao Lin couldn't hear that he was complimenting at all, and he was faintly worried in his heart.

Even if this ghost had only saved Li Xiaoyi once, at the moment when Mu Jianchen stabbed down with a sword, if it hadn't been invisibly blocking most of the impact for Li Xiaoyi, it is estimated that he would have died on the spot by now.

Outsiders can't see the hidden method of evil spirits, how can they escape these old and refined guys on the cloud platform.

If the body of the ghost spirit is absent, it is not that it deliberately transforms, it is really a blow from the square, and there is still a sword intent in its body, and the ghost spirit is holding on.

On the side of the ghost general, he dragged Mu Jianchen to the death, preventing him from getting closer to Li Xiaoyi's body, for which he paid the price.

Full of green hair, three to two, a hideous ghost face, full of sword marks, but this ghost general is not evasive, extremely brave.

As for Mu Jianchen at this moment, he was completely moved to kill, and in the previous competitions, he was all up to the point, even if he had to use all his strength, he would leave a little leeway for the other party.

However, today's Li Xiaoyi has made him lose face in front of the world, how can he, who has always been conceited and proud of his three generations of disciples, suffer such a loss.

If you don't take revenge, you won't be a gentleman!" he thought fiercely.

But this guy has strange and unpredictable powers, and his methods are even more treacherous, and it is extremely difficult to deal with.

There is also such a ghost-headed general who is similar to his own cultivation, and he is dedicated to protecting it, which can be regarded as completely igniting the anger in his heart.

A sword turned from a mang to a fog of the falling glow and smoke, and a sword rain and mist forced the ghost head general to retreat at the same time, the other hand suddenly slapped the storage bag on his waist.

The sword roared softly, and a touch of sword qi rose into the sky, one hovered, and it was in mid-air, but it was the sword qi that turned, and the falling sword from the atomized light was glowing.

Twin swords!

Everyone under the ring gasped, from the beginning of the sword trial meeting to the present, Mu Jianchen has had countless battles large and small, and he has been hiding his strength.

Today, the last resort has finally been revealed.

Yang Yueqing, who had been staring at Mu Jianchen from afar, had bloodshot eyes, and her five fingers were white unconsciously.

There is also Yunye Zhenren, the master of Tianyun Gate, his face is not so good-looking, only the old god of Wushi Zhenren is there, and he can't see the joy and anger on his face, and he is always indifferent.

Li Xiaoyi got up, and just after the ghost head was slashed out by a sword light, and was ravaged by the sword intent mist, he stood up with blood on his face.

The body began to shake a little, and the ghost was anxious and concerned for a while, Li Xiaoyi reached out and touched its bald head, but it was empty.

He grinned and spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and he already knew the cause and effect, the ghost's current soul power could no longer support its condensed body.

As soon as his mind moved, although the ghost spirit was unwilling, he could no longer help Li Xiaoyi, so he had to obediently burrow into the Quartet Treasure Mirror.

Li Xiaoyi clenched the Jing Zhongyue in his hand, and looked at Mu Jianchen with four eyes, he grinned, and the jade skin on his face fell to the ground in front of him one by one, and there were traces of blood on it.

Putting the knife back into the sheath, he grabbed both sides of the ribs with both hands, and pulled it hard, and Bi Lingjia was thrown in half by him on the ground.

Everyone saw that a defensive armor-type magic weapon could not be broken again.

When he looked at Li Xiaoyi again, the purple robe's shirt was also torn into strips of cloth by him, and his weak body fell out, no one expected that he, known as the smiling Yama, would be so thin.

This is extremely inconsistent with his usual image of being brave and ruthless, but what he is doing now is exactly like that character.

I saw that he tied the Quartet Treasure Mirror tightly to his chest, and summoned the ghost-headed general in the sky back to his side.

With both hands pinching, bursts of black smoke floated out of his body, more and more highlighting the phoenix marks at the corners of his eyes, bright red.

A difficult incantation sounded like an old monk chanting, Mu Jianchen did not take this opportunity to make a move, and looked at him coldly.

The two five-heaven magic weapon flying swords floated in front of him, ready to give the opponent a thunderous blow at any time.

Under the ring, the Kunlun side looked at Li Xiaoyi, who was about to start working hard, silently.

I watched the blood on his forehead run down his face and onto his body.

He didn't retreat, and Kunlun stood there!

Not only Kunlun, but almost everyone's attention was focused on Li Xiaoyi at this moment, not only out of curiosity, but also attracted by this kind of bravery.

The spell was not very long, and just as Li Xiaoyi spit out the last strange syllable, Mr. Miao Ke suddenly frowned, and said in a tone that was rarely serious: "He seems to be reading the ancient ghost sound language." ”

Without waiting for Mr. Miao Ke to explain further, on the ring, there was a sudden strong wind, Li Xiaoyi opened his arms, leaned back, and looked up at the already gloomy face of the heavens.

He roared!

His black hair was also flying, his eyes were almost red, and thunderclouds and lightning rolled in the sky, as if in response to his call.

It's all quiet!

The ghost-headed general roared, and the green hair, which was originally two out of three, grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A ghost head swirled wildly around Li Xiaoyi and flashed into his body.

Suddenly, in the midst of the surging wind, Li Xiaoyi's body was full of yin qi, and the temperature in the open-air square of the entire Shushan Mountain dropped suddenly.

Wushi Zhenren took the lead in standing up with a change in face, and the real people in charge of the various sects also stood up one after another, with a look of disbelief and surprise.

The wind was still rising, he was still roaring at the sky, and his black hair, Huo Ran, quickly turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, dancing in the wind.

It seems to be a fierce ghost from the underworld, and it is like a Shura Hades who is asking for his life.

When he is quiet, the heavens and the earth are solemn!

Bright red lips like blood, red eyes and white hair, he no longer looks like people in the world.