"This bunch of talismans is still not as good as your sword!"

He Shenguang shook his head as he looked at the bursting sky rune, the blue light in his hand was released, and the roulette wheel of the sky had already stood out in front of him, even covering the shadow of the mountain behind him, and the half round of the blue moon seemed to rise from the earth.

After all, the charm is not as sharp as the sword.

If the other party doesn't have a Flying Spell, he can announce the other party's death sentence at this time.

And Mao Zhenhuang looked at the reproduced blue light plate and his heart was tight, and at this time he could see clearly, where is this spiritual power spell, it is simply a huge eagle tail!

It's just that the blue light on it is too dazzling to see very clearly.

Absolute clouds, negative green mountains, shake back!

Sandwiched in the endless giant tail, he ploughed at Mao Zhen and Huang Ping.

There is no trace of fancy, pure soap Huanghuang Dashu!

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the left hand mark of the tail wing that could sweep him into slag, and it instantly condensed into a spiritual aura burst into the word "E", and then pinched the word in his hand fiercely, and the yellow talisman that flashed in the air in front of him suddenly hissed, and all of them shattered into black lacquer The killing intent war knife went wildly.

If you are ruthless, I will be fierce, and if you have murderous intent, I will play with you!

Looking at the awe-inspiring sword of the hundred killing intent that burst away, Mao Zhenhuang grabbed ten more blue killing characters from his arms, and his hands flew with the magic seals, and there were words in his mouth.

Just looked at the black light on the ten blue talismans fixed in front of him, and the ten blue talismans that were originally separate converged into a huge talisman half a foot long, and his right hand rubbed along the crown, and the blood was sprinkled on this big blue talisman by him as if he didn't want money.

A blazing murderous aura permeated the sky and penetrated the darkness on the huge blue rune, and an illusory life-killing straight knife could be seen in the blood-red light on it.

It's a fitting technique!

The talisman applies four methods, the path is dispersed, the sky and light are combined, the octagonal vertical mang, and the sky cloud seal.

Even the disciples of Huayang Tianzong and other upper sects couldn't find a few people who knew such skills, and it took him Mao Zhenhuang twelve years to understand this way.

The foundation of the Mandate of Heaven is to fight for this strength that is not afraid of life and death!

The sword shadow that burst out of the hundred yellow rune paper did not prevaricate the time of this giant wing, Mao Zhenhuang looked at the "copper wall" on the horse and face fiercely, and raised his arm to directly smash this big blue rune with a hand knife.

A mountain-sized Heaven Killing Sword suddenly appeared in the heavens and the earth, shattering the ethereal spiritual qi and drifting, and cutting off the earth's yin and steaming.

Fast through the south, cold howl Yibei also!

This heavenly sword faced the corner of the opponent's killing technique and immediately slashed away.

There was no earth-shattering noise, no dazzling light, the knife struck the wings and passed through the feathers, and some were just sharp and rare in the world.

Fu Yisheng knife!

"Kill!"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the heavenly machine that was chopped out, and jumped over with joy in his hand, shouting at the stunned He Shenguang.

One of the 29 sword tricks.

[Drop your hand and wave sideways to block the waist]

The crown capital tide slashed at the opponent's waist and abdomen dantian in a flash, and directly took the opponent's qi sea spirit nest.

Anger is like a lack of light, swift and fen wheels!

This is a knife with boundless killing intent and swiftness, and Mao Zhenhuang also feels that this is the strongest knife in his life.

Scold!

The knife and the human body were re-slashed across the waist fiercely.

But Mao Zhenhuang was disappointed!

The other party took half a step back, and the tip of the knife only touched the other party's knot.

Tightly clenched the crown in his hand, Mao Zhenhuang's unwilling toes were tapped, and the cold light in his hand was another inverted split towards the other party's three right rib eyes between the three flips.

【Serial lifting willow under the oblique cutting】 !

The thirteenth of the twenty-nine sword tricks.

Directly take the opponent's intercostal meridians and abdomen mourning acupoints and follow the knife to the spiritual ruins, a deadly knife.

The idea is good, but the one who is killed is not a pig!

He Shenguang flashed the stunned moment ago, how could he let him get close when facing Mao Zhenhuang's second knife.

The big hand grabbed at the sky, and the two of them had become a misty distortion, and the already chaotic aura between heaven and earth was frantically converging towards his palm, and the illusory distortion that seemed to be a mirror image began to flicker in the aura condensation.

A pair of giant claws!

Mao Zhenhuang saw this, and directly put away his knife, and with a light heel click, he instantly retreated.

The two killing knives in succession missed, which made him feel sorry for a while.

The knife was perfect!

It's just that he chose an enemy that was more powerful than ever.

The other party's methods made Mao Zhenhuang deeply realize what is the real foundation.

There are no magic weapons, no talismans, and no immortal animals that build a base level, and they can shake the heavens and the earth with their killing skills alone.

"Do you know what the word 'Mandate of Heaven' for your cultivation is understood?" He Shenguang looked at Mao Zhenhuang, who was still full of murderous intent.

This person made him admire!

But it's also appreciation, that's all.

Mao Zhenhuang didn't reply to his words, but closed his eyes and took a deep breath at the dilapidated underground world.

But the air was not very good, and the turbidity inhaled into the lobes of the lungs carried a hint of burning.

This valley was completely unbalanced by the five elements of the five elements of the battle between the two.

"And the life of people is also, rich and poor, young and virtuous, endowment, each has its own destiny, it is called the destiny of heaven, and it cannot be changed!"

"Life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky?"

Mao Zhenhuang opened his eyes and glanced at the pair of giant claws, the other party's great technique had just abolished a fire and ice protection talisman with Xiang Suijiao.

That seems to be the right understanding. ”

He Shenguang listened to it, and it was vulgar, but it was the original words of the saint.

"If you had told me this two months earlier, I might have dropped the knife in my hand and confessed my life by now. ”

"And now?"

"Your phantom spirit is really a fierce bird, right?" Mao Zhenhuang didn't reply to his words, but squinted and smiled.

"I watch Peng, my junior sister Fang looks up to the moon and watches Kun. ”

This is the eyes of his gods!

No one in the Soap Sect has been able to observe such a fierce beast for three hundred years, in other words, he He Shenguang is a coquettish son of the Soap Sect for three hundred years!

"If you die, will your junior sister be sad?"

"Huh!"

He Shenguang smiled!

The smile is very disdainful and contemptuous.

It seemed to be the biggest joke he'd ever heard in his life, and there were many people in the world who dared to say it to him, but it never included this person.

"You're the only destiny I have to pay attention to, but it's also a destiny after all!

Leave your real name before you die, I know you're not Gu Beicong, just the scapegoat dog. ”

After chuckling, He Shenguang turned his head to Mao Zhenhuang and said leisurely, and the other party's words made him a little more angry.

"Fat man, my name is Gu Beicong!"

Mao Zhenhuang shouted, more than 100 yellow talismans had been thrown out in front of him, and in the burst of cold light in the crown in his hand, there were already ten more blue talismans in front of the knife.

At this time, it is useless for him to call anything, calling Gu Beicong is death, calling Mao Zhenhuang is also death, in short, he is going to die, then he Mao Zhenhuang will choose a harder way to die.

"The Mandate of Heaven is the Mandate of Heaven, and it cannot be changed!"

He Shenguang looked at Mao Zhenhuang's outburst and shook his head, the other party was like a donkey, and he had the ability to flirt with hooves in front of the tiger.

Five fingers grabbed it, and a pair of huge claws in front of him had already obscured the killing of the sky.

He felt that wasting time on this person was a great waste.

"Kill!"

Mao Zhenhuang, who had already experienced despair once, had no trace of fear in his eyes when he looked at the claws of the Peng Bird, and he shouted at them.

The 100 yellow killing characters are prevarication!

Although it was only a piece of time, it was enough for him.

"The sun and the moon are five stars, the Big Dipper is seven yuan, Heming Daotian, the Taixuan is under the Emperor, the Chinese system is Xushan, the big ghost is ordered, and the three realms of Xuanwei are not allowed to be delayed!"

The crown cut through the blood of the hand and strands, and the ten blue killing character patterns were followed by a burst of scarlet shining, and the rapid recitation in his mouth had already formed a blue talisman.

He Shenguang seemed to be watching a scene of Qianzhi's donkey, and when he saw that the other party had formed a big blue talisman, he didn't bother to watch it.

Boring!

It's not contempt, the Heavenly Mandate Monk is already considered strong, but it's still the same sentence.

The mandate of heaven is placed in front of the foundation, and it is still the mandate of heaven.

Otherwise, such cultivators would not all chase after the foundation building.

"I'm going to change this life today!"

Hundred Killing Knives, followed by a Heavenly Paint Knife, Mao Zhenhuang, who was full of killing intent, shouted, and stepped out with a foot of cold light in his hand.

【Provoke the thunder and run with the quick cache】

This is the only one of the 29 types of knives that is known for its speed!

Diagonally split a knife eight-figure pull flower, the blade to the blade arc for cutting, if the knife can be sharpened to the cardinal Shinto position.

This is a mortal sword!

also took Mao Zhenhuang's lonely decision.

And He Shenguang is tired of watching it, but he is too lazy to watch it even if there is a little more amazing in the back.

Tianpeng's claws cut and died, and so far, except for the demon girl who followed Jiao Jiao to shoot a fire and ice protection spell to get a bad life, no monk in the foundation building period can live under these big claws.

What's more, it's still Destiny!

The Hundred Dao Killing Knife only grabbed a pair of Optimus Giant Claws and was all smashed into a shattered blade with half a breath, and the cold light of the giant claws flashed without the slightest blockage, and issued a call for the god of death towards Mao Zhenhuang.

But the supernatural blow that He Shenguang expected did not appear.

A little purple light!

It's not very bright, and at first glance, this pair of Sang Peng claws is a meal, that is, in the blink of an eye, there is only a little paint left in his He Shenguang's eyes.

This is the sword ray, the black sword flashing with the killing intent of the sky!

Peng Bird's right claw was unbelievably broken, but he He Shenguang didn't have time to think about why that claw toe was broken at this time.

Because the opponent's knife is too fast!

It seems to penetrate the boundaries of time and space, and collapse from the eternal world.

Faster, he can only flash wildly!

"Get out!"

He Shenguang turned his hands into water, and his huge beak was screaming towards this knife that made his back cold.

The bird's beak was not like a mountain, only a foot-long distance, because he didn't have time to transform the magic of the sky.

It's not an attack, it's a defense!

A long beak over a knife is enough to solve his danger.

Bang!

The unabated pitch-black sword was instantly shattered by the eagle's beak up and down, and along with the shattering of this knife, there were five hideous dwarves.

Five Ghost Ghost Qi Talismans!

The fierce ghost held a knife talisman, and it not only broke Peng Bird's toe, but also shook him He Shenguang's one-handed self-protection technique.

But it's not one paint at all, it's two!

The eagle's beak broke the shadow of the knife, and a little cold light followed by it slammed the huge eagle eye and staggered to attack.

This is the figure of the other party carrying a war knife, pointing directly at his shoulder blades and neck!

He Shenguang was in a hurry, staring at the Grim Reaper's blade with bulging eyes, and the big beak of the blade of his two hands poked fiercely at the other party's heart.

The beak is longer than the knife!

He Shenguang is fighting whether the other party is afraid of death.

In an instant, he knew the result.

The other party is not afraid of death at all!

"Two purple killing characters, one five-ghost ghostly Qi talisman, you He Shenguang died under my sword, you can be proud!"

Mao Zhenhuang glanced at the eagle's beak that poked his left chest, raised his head and laughed rampantly at He Shenguang.

In the midst of the wild laughter, he squirted three mouthfuls of scarlet blood.

A little off!

A finger's distance from the heart.

And He Shenguang didn't look at the other party's hideous face that laughed wildly, but lowered his head and glanced at his numb dantian in a daze.

A mouth,

It's not long, but he cut his dantian in pairs!