The deep sea is full of inexhaustible water elements, theoretically the dozen or so high-pressure water chains can be extended indefinitely, in fact, it is true, Chang Xi dodged left and right in the deep-sea battlefield, but he never could shake off the more than a dozen water snakes behind him like maggots, and sighed helplessly in his heart This sword step is indeed chicken in the deep-sea environment.

Chang Xi turned around and no longer dodged, his hands folded in front of his chest, and each drew a circle to both sides, one black and one white, and the two yin and yang fish, one black and one white, showed the mysterious momentum of Tai Chi hugging the circle. This is thanks to his understanding and accumulation bit by bit in the Huangquan Realm for so many years, and the artistic conception of life and death, which was originally practiced in the world, now has the opportunity to reach a higher level.

Yin and yang are inseparable from each other but very different from each other in the mysterious artistic conception, thousands of years do not know how many self-proclaimed genius romantic characters have been stumped, since four or five hundred years ago in the Qingluan Peak of Huangshan The sword immortal who opened the gate of heaven practiced the unique yin and yang sword intent in the world, in the countless immortal sects in the entire Kyushu continent, there has not been a second amazing character who can penetrate the yin and yang of life and death.

More than a dozen thicker and thicker high-pressure water chains collided straight ahead, but when they were more than ten zhang away from the two Taiji Yin Yang Fish on Chang Xi's chest, they were twisted into pieces by the majestic qi machine on the Taiji Circle, and these dozen or so "water snakes" that stretched for dozens of miles finally died, detonating a series of spectacular shock waves under the deep sea.

Several tiger shark monks who were looking at the right time and place were hidden in the shock waves that could not easily detect the void and reality by their divine thoughts, and without warning, they broke through the heavy water curtain, and the rock spear that blessed the water system spell pointed directly at the center of Chang Xi's eyebrows.

Chang Xi didn't intend to pay attention to those sharp rock spears at all, he wanted to see how powerful the sword qi was in the deep sea, and immediately waved his sleeves, and countless sharp and incomparable sword qi just appeared, making the already cold sea water more and more piercing in an instant.

Seeing that the rock spear was cut off by the sword qi that was several degrees more chilling than the sword qi in the patriarch's hand, several tiger shark monks were shocked and tried to turn around in vain to avoid it, but unfortunately they didn't have this life, and there were a few more miserable corpses that were intercepted and cut off in the cold sea. The castrated sword qi stretched into a behemoth with a width of two zhang and a length of a hundred zhang, cutting the many tiger shark warriors on the side of the battle line of the two clans into two sections, and finally gradually disappeared with exhaustion.

Chang Xi, who had a general understanding of his current half-step refining realm, did not continue to fight with the remaining tiger shark cultivators, killed them with a snap of his fingers, and immediately turned around and rushed straight to the prince of the Sea Clan, who was still watching from the wall in the distance but did not know that the king of Hades had come to knock on the door.

The icy sea water swept across his body, and he thought about what Meng Po had said to him back then, the breath in the Yellow Spring Realm would affect his mind unconsciously. Now it seems that this is not bad at all, since the battle with the Coffin Mountain Ridge before the Ghost Gate Pass and the death of Ying Zhiyu in his arms, he gradually feels that he seems to be a little different from before.

The curvature of the corners of Chang Xi's mouth is colder than that of the deep sea, and the Great Asura King should be like this. As long as you slaughter the heartless cold-blooded prince, some problems will naturally be solved.

The old man with the knife who didn't use all his strength almost forced the Blue Whale patriarch to a dead end, seeing that the prince who didn't know that the catastrophe was coming, there was no protection around him, and he scolded angrily in his heart that he didn't dare to fight anymore, and a luxurious brocade robe was blown up by the boiling gas machine, and his illusory figure straddled directly in front of the prince, grabbed his shoulder and threw him far away.

Life and death in an instant, regardless of the seriousness.

Before he even had time to turn around, a series of sharp sword roars of angry bullfighting had already sounded behind the old man with the knife, he simply didn't look back, his wrist flipped, and the four-foot long knife slashed backwards in a trajectory invisible to the naked eye.

Shark Fa is a well-known top monk in the Sea Clan, and his reputation was not very prominent when he was young, and it was not until Gu Xi that he had another opportunity to go further, especially with his strong muscles and strong muscles and spiritual power of moves, which occupied the position on the list all year round. It is rumored that Shark Fa has fought privately with two other powerhouses ranked before him, and has made a name for himself by only losing half a move to the second-ranked Sea Clan powerhouse.

The shark method also stepped into the threshold of the Refining Void Realm with half a foot in question, and the power of this sword was still stronger than the thunder of the sky.

The three-stage sword qi led by him collapsed inch by inch under the long knife, Chang Xi's face did not change, since the old man with his back to him seemed to have almost blind confidence in his physical body, Chang Xi didn't mind trying his depth. The cave sword quietly appeared in his hand, and a black sword intent stopped the knife momentum, and a fleshy palm pressed the old man's hand holding the knife.

Shark Fa only felt that his right hand, which he relied on to hold the knife, seemed to be gone.

The spiritual power that was rapidly circulating in his body like a river and a sea was brutally cut off, and hundreds of thousands of catties of unpredictable dark energy exploded one after another in the major acupuncture points in his body, and his whole person swelled like a balloon that blew up too much, and the dull blasting sound was endless.

The always ruthless shark method has blood at the corner of his mouth, and he raised his finger to count the points on his body, instantly sealing his own acupoints, intending to use his majestic qi to forcibly break through the dark energy explosion in his body, which is no less than the dangerous method of attacking poison with poison.

The old man with the knife is ruthless, and Chang Xi, who has really experienced life and death, will only be more ruthless than him. He grabbed his sword and returned to his waist, the lines of evil on his cheeks highlighted, and with a free hand he carried the most familiar destruction attack and landed on the back of the old man with the sword. In the frightened eyes of the other Tiger Shark Clan monks, the old patriarch facing them rose and fell as if a volcano was hidden in his chest, and the terrifying reverberation of the bones in his body was endless.

The old man with the knife had to widen his eyes full of horror and remorse.

After the defeat of the unknown thousands of attempts, Chang Xi let go of the old man who was restrained by him, the old man's eyes lost their original high-spirited look, his body floated in the sea, his chest bulged like a bunch of dense tumors, and his right hand and right arm holding the knife were torn off because of the terrifying clamping force of Chang Xi's Dragon Emperor Immortal Body.

The four-foot long knife that originated from the Daozhai Temple left the palm of the master's hand and fell into the hands of the man whose face was like Shura, the man clamped the knife between his fingers, only slightly dislocated and forced, and the long knife, which was usually regarded as a treasure by the old man, slammed into two.

"That's just it. Shura lowered her head and muttered to herself.

No one knows if he's talking only about knives or people.

"Bring that prince back to me. Chang Xi drew his sword and said to the sword spirit cave in it, and then added: "Just the head." ”

The body of the Cave Shadow Sword fluoresced, and suddenly turned into a black light, breaking the waves in the direction where the Sea Clan Prince had been thrown before, and its astonishing speed was beyond the reach of the nearby Tiger Shark Monks who were willing to help the Prince.

After a while, a short scream came from the bottom of the sea in the distance, and the Cave Ghost Sword that went and returned like a ghost returned to Chang Xi's hand, and with it, there was also a good head intertwined with many complex emotions such as unwillingness, fear, and resentment.

The princess, who saw this scene from afar, opened her mouth wide and couldn't speak.

Chang Xi came to the battlefield of the two clans that was still in the fire, threw the head down, and the indifferent voice resounded in the ears of every sea tribe creature nearby, "Your loyal master has already gone to Huangquan, do you want to fight this meaningless war again?"

All the Tiger Shark warriors watched in disbelief as the head with the crown fluttered and sank to the bottom of the water.

Along with them fell the weapons they clenched in their hands.