"Boom!" The sword rolled up and slashed into the hand of the fifth-layer monk of the primordial realm, and with a pop, the palm of the fifth-layer monk of the primordial infant suddenly exploded.

A muffled snort came from the mouth of this fifth-layer cultivator, and his face suddenly sank, and his eyes looked at Jun Xuyao on the other side coldly.

He didn't expect that this mole ant, who only had the ninth layer of Jindan, was still a little strong, and it seemed that he was careless.

"You're very good, and your strength is a bit unexpected to me, but that's it. ”

Jun Xuyao's strength was indeed beyond his expectations, but he didn't take Jun Xuyao very seriously, even if his cultivation did not return to the best state due to body fusion at the moment, he still had the cultivation of the fifth layer of Yuanying.

How is it possible for a Jindan monk to cross a great realm and start with him as a Yuanying monk?

Jun Xuyao didn't say a word of nonsense, Biluo had already slashed towards the primordial realm cultivator of the fifth layer of Yuanying, and the sword was surging, instantly forming a terrifying killing machine.

After this knife was slashed, all the killing forces in the starry sky were swept over, but in an instant, with Jun Xuyao as the center, all around were mountains of swords.

The primordial realm cultivator of the fifth layer of the Yuan Infant immediately felt a chill from this terrifying sword, and he watched in disbelief as the seemingly endless sword light slashed towards him.

If at the beginning, he didn't take Jun Xuyao in his eyes, but after this knife was slashed out by Jun Xuyao, he felt a dangerous aura from Jun Xuyao.

This primordial realm cultivator of the fifth layer of the Yuan Infant no longer dared to despise Jun Xuyao, he stepped out in one step, and at the same time sacrificed his magic weapon, his magic weapon was a spear.

As soon as the spear was sacrificed, it turned into a majestic gun, and followed by the shadow of the gun.

"Boom, boom, boom, ......boom" in the starry sky, one after another True Yuan collided with each other and exploded, and the guns and knives continued to bombard together, forming an endless roar.

Jun Xuyao's expression was calm, but the face of the primordial realm cultivator of the fifth layer of the Yuan Ying changed drastically, and his spear looked fierce, but it was constantly suppressed by the sword momentum.

The sword momentum is like the endless sea, and his spear is like a ship that may capsize in the wind and waves at any time in front of this sea, no matter how desperately he injects the true yuan and makes his spear strength continue to increase, the final result will be swallowed by the sea.

How is this possible? This Yuanying fifth-layer monk in the Primal Realm couldn't believe it in his heart, is this still a Jindan monk, his strength is so strong.

He had never seen such a rebellious Jindan cultivator, even before the Primal Realm was refined, the first talent of the Primordial Dao was not so rebellious, right?

"Click!" The shadow of the spear cracked inch by inch under the sword, and the Primordial Realm Cultivator of the fifth layer of the Yuan Ying was shocked, followed by a cold killing machine swept over, and his heart suddenly sank.

The shadow of his spear was actually broken by a Jindan monk, which made him a little difficult to accept, but whether he could accept it or not, the shadow of the spear was already broken.

At the same time that this primordial infant fifth-layer cultivator of the Primordial Realm couldn't believe it, the sword continued to slash towards him, and the outright killing intent made him wake up instantly.

He immediately knew that it was not good, and with all his strength he used the true yuan in his body, and the spear blasted towards the sword.

Jun Xuyao's eyes were calm, and he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, the fifth-layer monk of the Yuan Infant was not enough for him to dodge, even if he was a god-destroying monk, he had the strength to fight.

Seeing that Jun Xuyao didn't dodge or dodge, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the fifth-layer cultivator of the Primordial Realm, he was afraid that Jun Xuyao would dodge, with Jun Xuyao's strength, it would not be so difficult to dodge his shot.

As long as Jun Xuyao doesn't dodge this shot, he has the confidence to seriously injure Jun Xuyao, this shot is his magic skill, and it is also a first-level magic skill.

No matter how strong Jun Xuyao's strength is, as long as he is hit by a shot, then the next thing is to die.

Immediately, a flash of joy flashed in his heart, Jun Xuyao only has the cultivation of the ninth layer of Jindan, but his strength is so strong, so it proves that he is definitely a talent, if he succeeds in taking away his body, how high his cultivation achievements should be in the future.

The more this primordial realm cultivator of the fifth layer of the Yuan Infant thought about it, the more excited he became, as long as he took Jun Xuyao, his future would be bright, and it was only second to restore to the realm of rejuvenating gods, and in the end, he might even fly to the immortal realm.

"Boom!" However, his beautiful fantasy had only just begun, and he was horrified to see that the sword had crossed the spatial distance between him and Jun Xuyao and slashed directly at his head.

How is this possible? The look on his face was still horrified, and half of his head was blasted into a mist of blood.

Jun Xuyao was also stunned in place, his expression was a little confused, he didn't know how he killed the fifth-layer monk of Yuanying with a single sword, and the distance between him and the other party was not close at all.

Originally, he thought that his sword could blast away the opponent's spear, and then slash at the opponent's body, but in fact, the knife mang didn't even collide with the spear, obviously the spear was in front of the sword, but the sword mang suddenly crossed the spear and directly slashed at the monk of the fifth layer of Yuanying.

What the hell is going on? Jun Xuyao was puzzled, and he couldn't understand how his sword had crossed the other party's spear.

Jun Xuyao carefully recalled the situation at the time of the curtain, and soon he felt that something was wrong, and when the sword was about to collide with the spear, a thought suddenly flashed in his heart.

It's just that this thought didn't take it to heart, what he was thinking about at the time was what would happen if he cast the rules of space, almost at the same time as he remembered this thought, the next second he saw the sword pass over the opponent's spear.

A thought that even Jun Xuyao himself could not believe appeared in Jun Xuyao's mind, could it be that he had just unintentionally cast the rules of space, allowing the sword to cross the distance between him and the fifth-layer monk of Yuanying.

Jun Xuyao was dumbfounded, he felt that this was very reasonable, except for this explanation, there seemed to be no reasonable explanation.

But he doesn't have a deep understanding of the rules of space, and he's only been in contact with it a lot recently, and it's only scratching the surface, so it's very superficial.

Jun Xuyao took a deep breath, wanting to try to make another slash, whether there would be such a thing as crossing space again, but this time there was no such good luck, no matter how he used his knife technique, the kind of thing that crossed space never happened again.