Li Xiaoyi, who was flying and drawing a knife, shrank his pupils, and the pores on his body suddenly stood up.

Not only him, but everyone who was too close to the ring had a trembling feeling.

The electric current flowed and jumped in the air, and the purple electricity surrounded the body of Qubai Mountain, like the center of an electric explosion.

In an instant, a purple light suddenly disappeared in the sky, and Qu Baishan's figure standing in place instantly turned into an afterimage.

Without hesitation, the knife was cut off, and the bright blade of the moon in the well painted a lonely half moon.

Li Xiaoyi's knife has almost done his best to strike, but he has not yet rounded the full moon with a knife.

The purple lightning was like purple light, and it suddenly exploded on the blade of Jing Zhongyue, the thunder flashed hideously, and Li Xiaoyi's hands were numb, as if he had been hit by a huge impact.

The body is up, the moon in the well is rising and flying, and he can't hold back the feeling of paralysis all over his body, and the Bi Ling armor is already fully open.

Dan was angry, Li Xiaoyi's waist straightened, and he wanted to use his strength to flip up, but he never thought that Zidian was faster, he only felt a pain in his chest, and his body flew out.

Holding back the burning stinging pain in his chest, Li Xiaoyi exerted his strength again, lowered his head and hugged the knife, wanting to roll with the trend, but he couldn't.

The stamina hurts, as if it was a sting from a steel whip, like a needle prick.

Li Xiaoyi almost fainted, and he almost didn't lift it in one breath, and a clear crack had already appeared on the part of the Biling armor on the back of his neck.

Qu Baishan, who incarnated as purple lightning as a thunder god, raised his sword into the clouds, wanting to pierce the crack in the armor again.

At this critical point, a pair of miserable white hands suddenly appeared, tightly gripping the flying sword surrounded by purple lightning.

Suddenly the white smoke steamed, and Qu Baishan snorted coldly: "Demon!"

The Izumo Sword was drawn, and he wanted to slash again, but there was a roar and he immediately roared.

A coercion that did not seem to be in the world made Qu Baishan's face change, and his figure retreated sharply without thinking about it.

The purple light flashed away, and in his original position, a large mouth full of sharp teeth and fangs was closed, and it was also bitten into the air.

Under the ring, there was an exclamation, just a little bit, if Qu Baishan was a little slower, I am afraid that it would be half a mouthful now.

The hideous green-haired ghost head continued to grow like a waterfall, covering Li Xiaoyi, who was lying on the ground silently, staring at Qubai Mountain not far away.

Surrounded by purple thunder light, Qu Baishan looked at the ghost-headed general in front of him coldly, without saying a word.

And on top of the cloud platform, the thunder real person of the Dragon and Tiger Sect flashed his eyes and said: "The ancient fierce souls are rare. But the ghost-headed general who can have independent consciousness is the best of them. ”

"That's right, I think this ghost head is an automatic protector, and this Li Xiaoyi doesn't seem to be the only ghost thing. The real person also said with an interested face.

"I don't know what kind of blood contract was signed, can you tell Daolin Daoyou?"

Looking at Li Xiaoyi, who still didn't have any life in the ring, Daolin's face showed a look of worry.

His mouth was not salty and replied: "Senior Brother Daoyin, it has always been my Senior Sister Murong who has been preaching and receiving karma, and I really don't know much about being a senior brother. ”

Speaking of Murong Yunyan, all the real people in charge of the sect showed a strange look on their faces.

"The Illusory Divine Light Technique, even if it was a thousand years ago, there were very few people who could cultivate this method. Mr. Miao Ke sighed.

"And they are all great achievements of the immortal predecessors, this trick can be reversed. Comprehension Yin Yang added with a strange spirit.

Dao Lin stopped talking, he looked at Li Xiaoyi in the ring, and there was a different look in his eyes.

Li Xiaoyi finally stood up, and the Biling armor was hideous, and there were already visible cracks.

After all, it is facing the magic weapon of the Fifth Heaven into the Cloud Sword, and the quality of the Biling Armor Triple Heaven is still inferior.

Li Xiaoyi opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath had become much smoother, and Qu Baishan on the opposite side was looking at him coldly.

The ring immediately became nervous, from the beginning of the game, whether it was Li Xiaoyi of Kunlun Mountain, or Qu Baishan of Dragon and Tiger Sect.

The two come and go with each other, and they don't give in to each other.

Li Xiaoyi's surprise made the opponent embarrassed and almost made a fool of himself, and Qu Baishan immediately used a thunderbolt to return the color.

If Mu Jianchen of the Shushan Sword Sect and Yang Yueqing of Tianyunmen in the first game were the comprehension of the sword intent, which was pleasing to the eye, then this competition should be described as thrilling.

The ghost head general roared in a low voice, coiling around Li Xiaoyi, and tried to pounce several times, but Li Xiaoyi stopped him, and he still remembered the words of Dao Lin and Dao Ping'er.

This is also the reason why he was reluctant to release the ghost head general at the beginning.

But the competition has reached this level, and Li Xiaoyi is also a little poor in donkey skills, so he has to do this.

If you can comprehend the sword intent, you won't be so constrained, about the sword intent, Li Xiaoyi has always been a knot these days.

The battle with Wang Likun has already made him deeply experienced, and he subconsciously clenched the handle of the knife, and the cold touch made him begin to calm down.

While thinking about it, he unexpectedly pulled out the bright well moon, and the audience immediately talked about it.

As we all know, in several games, every time Li Xiaoyi makes a knife, there is only one knife, and the knife is returned to the sheath, never delayed.

Raising his hand, the ghost head general was extremely reluctant to be taken back by him.

Qu Baishan frowned coldly, a little incomprehensible, but Li Xiaoyi shook the well moon in his hand, and his figure floated and disappeared in a flash.

A burst of purple lightning roared, and at the same time as the thunder light around the body shone dazzlingly, a white light suddenly appeared, slashing heavily on the thunder power grid.

After a buzzing sound, Li Xiaoyi's figure reappeared again, his arm and the well in his hand, the electric light burst into fireworks, and the entire cuffs of his shirt were full of large and small loopholes.

Another knife brought a thunderous flash, Qu Baishan stood firmly in place, and let Li Xiaoyi slash several times one after another, just motionless.

In the end, you still stay in the realm of mortal martial arts, and you can't comprehend the realm of artistic conception killing, how can you, mortal iron, enter my body?

Just as he was thinking about it, a knife burst into an inch, and it was only an inch, but it was sharpened, and the shiny blade was only a little bit, and it pierced into his body.

Qu Baishan was furious, and a thunderstorm erupted, and Li Xiaoyi was instantly collapsed.

At the same time, his body also turned into a streamer, and chased Li Xiaoyi's body that was bounced up in the air.

Li Xiaoyi, who had been prepared for a long time, suddenly flipped over in the air, his waist was raised by one point, his hands were pressed tightly, the blade of the knife was pressed down, and he slashed it with all his strength.

Qu Baishan didn't expect that the other party still had the power to fight back, and the Yunyun Sword sent it forward, and the sword intent rolled like a thunderbolt.

Li Xiaoyi's blade seemed to be split on the iron plate, his whole body was numb, and his chest was slammed by the sword intent like a tide, and he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood, and all of it spurted out.

Standing up again, Li Xiaoyi clenched the knife, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale, so he stepped forward with the knife without hesitation.

The hob, the body slides, and the blade of the knife is horizontal, almost pressing the entire body against the back of the knife.

It was another thunderous sword, Li Xiaoyi flew out without any suspense, and the jade skin fell off piece by piece, and the whole body was like a broken crystal, full of cracks.

The knife was on the ground, his chest was already red, and when he raised the knife and went in again, Qu Baishan squinted his eyes, isn't this person crazy?

Then give you a ride, the Ruyun Sword hovered on his chest if it was spiritual, and with his sword pointing up, he pointed at Li Xiaoyi, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and rushed up.

The purple thunder light of the whole body surged on the sword body, the light was shining and dazzling, and the onlookers not only blocked their eyes with their hands, but under the thunder burst, that person still raised his sword!

Is this looking for death?

On the gimbal, Dao Lin had already gotten up, looking nervously at the figure in the ring who looked like a moth to a fire.

Thunder Zhenren narrowed his eyes and didn't say a word, and the corner of his mouth naturally outlined a sneer.

The Kunlun Sect, including Daojing Zhenren, held their breath, and even some people couldn't bear to look at it anymore and had already turned their heads.

"Ben Thunder!" Qu Baishan shouted, and the sword surrounded by purple light into the clouds, as if the thunder Jiao came out of the clouds, rolled with thunder, and pounced violently.

He's still on the way!

Li Xiaoyi clenched the knife in his hand, and the moon in the well became brighter and brighter, reflecting his pale face, raising the knife and cutting horizontally, in the electric light and stone fire.

The cracks of the Biling nail burst out, falling piece by piece, and the jadeized outer layer of skin around the body finally couldn't bear to peel off one after another.

In the lightning and thunder, his knife was turning, cutting into the real thunder and lightning, and he could never see that point.

The attribute of devouring the five elements has been exerted to the extreme by him, and that inch of Fang Cai is the power of the moon in the well itself.

Just as he was about to be swept into the cloud sword, a faint light shone in his eyes.

The knife turns again, the horizontal cut becomes a stab, between life and death, a thought is eternal, and the knife is not in the fog!

It is also the last sentence on the nameless knife spectrum, not like drawing a knife and breaking water, but just a seemingly casual stroke.

If you don't enter the dilemma of life and death, don't enter the sea of swords and fire, and don't enter the thunder purgatory, how can you know?

One knife and three changes, the stab becomes longitudinal, and the blade turns downward, and there are thousands of shadows.

A cold meaning, silent and breathless, ran vertically and horizontally through the cloud sword surrounded by purple electricity, and there was a big shock!

On the gimbal, Huo Ran, a thunder real person, stood up and widened his eyes in disbelief.

The sound of that knife echoed, stretching throughout the open-air square of the Shushan Sword Sect, Qu Baishan's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in place, and his eyes were burning with anger.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, he was on the ground with a knife, and there was blood in his seven orifices, looking at the prosperity of the smoke and dust, revealing a mouthful of white teeth covered with blood, and his face was hideous.

Not dead yet?

Really not dead?

Under the ring, everyone was amazed by his tenacious life, and they didn't know what had just happened.

On Kunlun's side, there was a burst of desperate cheers.

Li Xiaoyi lifted the knife, just like before, like a fierce beast covered in scales, and once again launched a new round of impact!

He wants to rush, he wants to split, and he can't forget the feeling of that knife just now.

His blood is flying, his knife is going in again, swinging the knife does not enter the misty sky, swinging the knife does not enter the misty sky!