As the words fell, the huge figure of the Beibi Turtle King suddenly became illusory, disappearing between the two mountain peaks, and was replaced by a hunchbacked gray-clothed old man with a white beard, staggering towards Fu Donglou.

looked like a thin old man who was frail, but Fu Donglou didn't dare to despise him at all.

After thinking about it, he thought it was a little funny—wasn't he an old man himself?

He raised his sword again and said, "How many years have I not seen the Beibi Turtle King transform into a human body, do you really want to fight?"

Fu Donglou would not think that the North Turtle King was just sleeping at the intersection of the north and the south, for this old turtle, sleeping was practice.

......

......

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out with ice ballast, and a rough pain felt in Xuanli's chest and throat.

He violently chewed a clot of frozen blood that remained in his mouth, swallowed it again, and turned around with a sword.

The sword intent was not as broken as his body, but on the contrary, it became more and more powerful.

The Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King on the opposite side stood suspended in the air, and in these dozens of rounds of chasing and confrontation, they had won and lost each other, and Xuanli's "Ninety States" sword intent was also very difficult.

At this time, he couldn't dodge, and the white-clothed figure was hit by Xuanli's sword intent again, and his heart was shocked, and the dried blood stains on the original white clothes were dyed red again.

The Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King felt more and more angry, and looked at Xuan Li condescendingly at this moment, and said, "Even if I don't kill you anymore at this moment, you will be dying." ”

The sword cultivation in front of him, his sword intent was originally to take the sharp and straight road, and in this battle and pursuit, probably because of the limit of the body and the stimulation of survival in death, it stimulated his entry, and the sword intent had a harmonious situation, and it was easy to come in one move, and there was a faint tendency to converge into the Dao.

However, there was no way for him to enter the country again, because he was going to die.

Even if he can cast the pinnacle of sword intent, his body is already frozen in ice for thousands of years, and it is difficult to even swing the sword again, what is the threat?

The Eagle Falcon clan are all arrogant, and when the Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King saw that he was about to die, he was naturally willing to leave the dignity of the sword cultivator in front of him dying alone in the end - just like every demon in their clan, before dying, they would also look for a quiet and undisturbed place.

The Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King thought that this could be regarded as completing Bai Ji's task, and was about to turn away, and he felt that the sword cultivation in front of him was very dangerous, and suddenly, his eyes suddenly darkened again, and the whole small white body was like a sharp arrow, with a sharp roar, his hands were intertwined, and ten sharp winds were intertwined into a net, there is no doubt that this net full of demonic power, as long as it touches, it will be cut to a piece of armor!

Xuan Li was the one who fled in front, but in fact, his back was already full of such staggered scars, and his "Ninety States" shot again.

His arm and spirit sword had already condensed into one because of the uncontrollable cold that overflowed his body.

The cold air swirled and spread out along the long sword like ice and snow.

The Xuanbing Fantasy World, the world is pure.

Under the ninety states, everything is empty.

Xuan Li couldn't even drive the power of Xingyuan anymore, and he also knew that this was probably the last magical power he could use to drive the "Ninety States".

He faced the net of the claw wind, which was the sword cultivation forging body, which had been tempered for many years like copper tendons and iron bones, and as soon as he touched the other party's staggered claw wind, it was still skin and flesh.

Blood flowers flew in the ice and snow, but he seemed to be ignorant and insensitive, and the whole person was already close to the Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King.

Xuan Li stared at the opposite pair of pupils and said, "Who are you?"

In the midst of the blood, an incomparably clear sword intent penetrated directly into the eyes of the Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King, as if it could purify everything, and the two glooms retreated visibly and quickly, retreating, until they were forced into some dark corner under their eyes.

And the world is pure, how can it hide filth and dirt!

The snowy light and sky light brought by the sword intent wrapped the two glooms.

As the two glooms gradually dissolved, the eyes of the Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King cleared again.

"I am ......"

At this moment, Xuanli himself reached his limit.

A mouthful of ice blood sprayed directly into the face of the Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King.

"Bold!"

The snow light instantly subsided, and the darkness under the eyes of the Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King recondensed into a ball, quickly covering the entire pupil.

The blood-covered face showed a pair of dark blue eyes, and the indifferent killing intent flashed, this time, there was no claw wind, the two were so close, the Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King grabbed Xuan Li's shoulder with one hand, and grabbed Xuan Li's heart with the other hand.

The claws of the Eagle Falcon Demon Clan can be crushed even if the mountains and rocks are crushed, and this claw will go down, and there will be no physiology!

The five fingers were uneven, but the longest finger had already touched Xuanli's chest.

The demonic energy is still in front of the fingertips.

Xuan Li felt a sharp pain, and gasped violently, and his lungs were invaded by a growing chill, but he was never a person who stopped resisting and resigned himself to fate when he reached a desperate situation.

"Ninety states" was lifted by him, just enough to block the finger.

Bite!

The spirit sword shook for a while, and Xuan Li lifted his qi and relied on his body instinct to flip backwards. At this moment, he was just an ordinary swordsman who was seriously injured and about to die, and he knew that he couldn't escape, but he laughed lowly.

"Ahem...... Able to manipulate the Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King...... It's a pity that you don't know what my 'ninety states' magic power is. ”

"I'm not a child. The Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King finally spoke, "Procrastination, or quibbles, are of no use to me. ”

As the words fell, the eagle's claws came out again, and a huge claw shadow came to his face, and when he came to Xuan Li, it was only the size of a child's palm.

He was powerless to lift his sword again.

At this moment, the fingers that had been poked into the chest could no longer move forward.

A sense of control all over the body made the Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King tremble suddenly, although the White Falcon Law had not been released, it was extremely restless, as if it was being watched and suppressed, and it might even be damaged!

At this time, a figure flew behind Xuanli.

Luo Yun grabbed Xuanli's shoulders and moved back a few feet away, saying, "Bear with me." ”

In the realm of sword intent that had just been rolled out, all the formed and unformed sword intents of all sizes struck at the huge white falcon method!

This group of Dharma is clear and powerful, far from being comparable to the vague Dharma phase that Luo Yun saw when he saw Bai Hu at the beginning, although it can be temporarily swallowed up by his inner universe realm, it is still very uncomfortable.

There are still many cracks in his inner universe right now!

At the same moment, the wings of the White Falcon Law Phase seemed to be bound by countless iron chains, not the power of the Star Element, nor the power of non-magic or divine consciousness—this was the power of the rules formed by Luo Yun's inner universe realm.

And the Thirteen Heavenly Falcon King is one of the eight demon kings, and with Luo Yun's Purple Universe Realm and the Broken Inner Universe Realm at this time, he can only suppress it for a short time.

After a few moments, the rules shattered.

Countless pieces of white feather phantom flew out above the white falcon phase, facing the sword intent.