Ling Gaizhi's face changed, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, Xu Xugu was going to fight with himself to the death, he quickly pinched it with one hand, and the power of the thunder spirit in his body surged.

The five people of Fu Gao Lang seemed to be ready to make a move at any time, but in fact, they were mainly fighting, they all looked vigilant, and they didn't dare to rush forward, just waiting for the two more junior disciples to set up a large array to kill Xu Xugu.

And Xu Xugu was in a desperate situation, and he drank blood and moved forward, and his killing intent suddenly found that not only was his momentum stronger, but even his combat power had been invisibly improved.

Ling Gaizhi didn't spare his hand anymore, he opened his mouth and spewed out a small thunder sword, which became a three-foot long sword in the blink of an eye, and the lightning flashed in front of him.

"Points" Ling Gaizhi spit out a word.

That sword instantly turned into three, and the three swords were exactly the same, with sword qi and flashing thunder light, obviously not an illusion, and then Ling Gaizhi's two hands were divided, and the three swords turned into three again, forming a total of nine thunder light sword shadows.

"Chop"

The Nine Swords roared away, and Ling Gaizhi himself flew back, and in addition to the power of the Nine Swords Wind Thunder, which was not weak, there was also a strong power of the Wind Spirit.

He Qi is hundreds of miles away, his divine sense is not as good as his divine sense, and his eagle eye talent cannot be as close as he can see the fire, and he can only roughly judge the strength of each person in the fighting method based on experience.

He Qi's eyes flashed, Ling Gaizhi made the exercises of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, and the means of the Wind Thunder Pavilion seemed to be remarkable, and the two attributes of wind and thunder were worthy of being the top ten famous families of the righteous path.

Although the potential may not be as deep as the sword sect's several major town sects, but in the Dragon and Tiger period, the gap is not so big, Ling Gaizhi's general physical strength is comparable to that of the Dragon and Tiger monks of the Sword Sect, but the fighting method is still lacking.

Many top-level exercises have great potential, and at the beginning, there were many exercises that could barely catch up with those top-level exercises, but the difference was a millimeter, and after the cultivation deepened, the gap became obvious.

It's like a certain boy, when he entered the school, everyone was almost the same when he was young, and even on the same starting line, but later thousands of ordinary people couldn't top a smart person, and the more he arrived, the bigger the gap.

The avenue is endless, compared to the true immortals in the Dragon and Tiger Realm, it is still the same as a young child who has just been enlightened, and the gap between the top exercises and some unique exercises with highlights can also be made up by magic weapons and other foreign objects.

The Nine Sword Shadows stabbed towards Xu Xugu.

Each sword shadow is driven by the power of the two true elements of wind and thunder, the wind is light and agile, the power of the thunder path is strong, and it has a restraining effect on the blood path, Ling Gaizhi thinks that even if he is defeated, he can still hold Xu Xugu for a moment.

However, a wind and thunder sword came to Xu Xugu, and Xu Xugu slashed it down.

Boom, there was a thunderclap, and the sword shadow turned into a little thunder light and returned to its eight swords.

Xu Xugu only blocked one sword, and the other eight swords slashed like the wind, and Xu Xugu in the rage had no fear, and his body emitted dazzling blood light, and quickly laid down a blood paddle more than ten zhang wide and thick around him.

The eight swords entered the blood oar, like a quagmire, the rich bloody aura rose, making people dizzy when they heard it, and Xu Xugu in the blood oars passed through the gap of the eight swords like a swimming fish.

"Thick Blood!"

The corners of He's eyes shrank, he didn't see Xu Xugu make this move in Zhongyue City that day, it seems that his blood path cultivation has improved again during this time.

There was no secret technique on the blood nerve obtained by He Qi, and after Xu Xugu used this secret technique, He Qi immediately deduced that the blood nerve had more than one source of transmission.

Xu Xugu broke away from the blood oar, turned into a blood rainbow, and under the madness, he used the blood escape, and arrived in front of Ling Gaizhi with only one flash.

The sudden violent Xu Xugu scared Ling Gaizhi a lot, but Ling Gaizhi still had a life-saving hole card, and in a critical situation, Ling Gaizhi waved his big sleeves, and a thunderbolt flew out of his sleeves and hit the crazy Xu Xugu head-on.

It was the Shaoqing Heavenly Thunder that the Wind Thunder Pavilion Thunder Cultivator usually hid in the dantian.

The power of Shaoqing Tianlei is still above the general magic weapon, but the exercises of the Wind Thunder Pavilion have shortcomings, and Shaoqing Tianlei cannot control it to send and receive freely, so until the desperate moment, the opponent is not close to the hundred, and it is generally not used.

Ling Gaizhi's Shaoqing Heavenly Thunder has been cultivated for decades, and its power is not small, if Xu Xugu is completely sober, he will not be so rash and arrogant, and kill in front of Ling Gaizhi.

Fighting, killing, anger, and madness are the four artistic conceptions that can stimulate the potential of the monk and burst out with greater power.

But not everyone can still maintain their sanity under the four artistic conceptions of war, killing, anger, and madness, and it is often one or two percent of the combat power growth, paying the price of losing their minds, and looking crazy.

Moreover, the Blood Dao originally had weaknesses that affected the monk's mind, which made the Blood Cultivator think that he was very powerful.

That Shaoqing Heavenly Thunder slammed towards Xu Xugu, and Xu Xugu didn't dodge or dodge.

After a "boom".

Shaoqing Tianlei split Xu Xugu, Ling Gaizhi's response to the enemy was not sophisticated enough, and when he wanted to explode Shaoqing Tianlei, most of the thunder light slashed through the other party and flew out more than ten zhang away.

"Boom!"

The second half of the electric light exploded violently, and in just a moment, a dazzling blood flower exploded.

"Senior Brother Ling, good means!" a Mirage Hall monk shouted.

Fu Gao Lang lived for more than a hundred years, and shouted: "Junior brothers, don't be careless, hurry up and incinerate this blood rain!"

The blood path is very weird, and after the blood demon possesses the body, it is very difficult to kill.

Cutting off the head, digging out the heart, breaking the dantian, these means that can make ordinary monks die are all invalid, and it is recorded in the classics that the blood demon is an unbeatable existence, and can be reborn with blood.

Fu Gao Lang's eyes sharpened, and a ball of extremely dense flames swept out, burning overwhelmingly into the air with blood mist.

The other four people immediately converted the true yuan in their bodies and played the fire path spell, and only one of them turned his hand and sacrificed a large red tripod, which surged into the blood flowers in the sky like a spring from the ding.

Ling Gaizhi also knew that Xu Ruoxu had not yet fallen, he stretched out his hand to summon the natal magic weapon trapped in the blood oar, but was surprised to see that the natal magic weapon in the blood paddle was still very sluggish.

Ling Gai's mind moved, and he immediately changed his methods.

In an instant, on the eight sword lights, the thunder flashed, and the sound of explosive thunder exploded in the blood oars, stirring up a puff of blood flowers and dazzling thunder fire.

As the thick blood paddle was rapidly disappearing, the thunder light was also rapidly weakening.

"Collect!" Ling Gaiyi drank, and among the blood oars, the eight swords suddenly merged into one, and a three-foot sword returned to his hand with a flash of bright white thunder fire.

"Haha, this seat is immortal and immortal, but it can be reborn with blood, today is the end of your group", at this moment, Xu Xugu really shouted proudly and crazy from the void.

A blood-colored figure reappeared, and the blood paddle behind it quickly gathered in the middle, flew back to the figure, and turned into a blood-colored cloak behind Xu Xugu.

The blood knife in Xu Xugu's palm suddenly ignited a raging fire, but this was not an ordinary fire, it was blood burning.

Blood Flame Knife!

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