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Between life and death.

Xu Beiyou tugged at the corners of his mouth.

As the saying goes, heaven and earth are all working together, and heroes are not free.

You, Xiao Jin, started a war in vain in the peaceful season, causing the common people to be miserable, and now you are using this kind of soul refining evil method to hurt the innocent, blind the heavens, reverse yin and yang, and reverse life and death, even if the heavens and the earth are not kind to all things as dogs, they will never tolerate people like you who have broken the rules of heaven, how can you have great momentum.

I saw Xu Beiyou stretch out two fingers and lightly wipe them in front of him.

There is no sword energy, only high sword intent.

In an instant, not only the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen in Xiao Jin's hand trembled violently, but even the Soul Binding Lock that passed straight through his chest trembled.

When he fled from Biyou Island in embarrassment, the old man said to his apprentice when he was dying, he had carried the sword box for decades, and he would have to replace it with you in the future.

In the past few years, whether it is going south to Jiangdu or North God, Xu Beiyou has carried the sword box on his back, so that when it comes to the word Xu Beiyou, everyone's impression is white hair and sword box.

It's just that after cultivating to the fullest, Xu Beiyou rarely carries the sword box anymore, because in his current realm, he can already ignore the erosion of the sword qi of Zhu Xian, and he no longer has to carry Zhu Xian with the sword box, but from another point of view, it is not because Xu Beiyou led the Sword Sect to gradually revival, and he can gradually let go of the burden that the sword box implies.

At this moment, a sword box fell from the sky and smashed into the ground.

Then twelve streams shot out from the sword box, which coincided with the number of the twelve swords of the Sword Sect.

The twelve swords formed a huge sword net, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, stopping all the rolling corpse qi that swept towards Xu Beiyou.

Xu Beiyou, who was hung in the air by the soul binding lock, began to walk sideways, although he had been cut off from his divine perception at this time, but with a trace of the spirit rhinoceros in his heart that seemed to be the golden wind and the cicada had not moved, he "walked" towards Xiao Jin, the king of Wei, who had countless calculations.

The Soul Binding Lock, which was already trembling, not only could not continue to imprison Xu Beiyou's actions, but was also dragged out of a curved arc by Xu Beiyousheng, and there was a fierce friction sound between the chains, and sparks flew everywhere.

Xiao Jin's face showed a look of consternation, not surprised that Xu Beiyou could summon the sword box from thousands of miles away, but stunned that Xu Beiyou was able to accurately find his location when he was in the situation of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man in his body.

What is the reasoning of this.

Xu Beiyou, whose chest was still pierced by the soul binding lock, stretched out his right hand, and Tianlan in the twelve swords flew into his palm on its own.

After holding the sword, Xu Beiyou did not hesitate at all, and directly slashed out with a sword.

Although Xu Beiyou's internal qi was temporarily suppressed, this sword did not have much qi and sword qi, only sword intent.

However, the sword intent of this sword has reached the point of turning from fiction to reality, just like the words and words of a saint, affecting reality with illusion, which is unpredictable.

Xiao Jin, who was standing on the shoulders of the Mighty Ghost King, waved his two big sleeves, and the dementor banner and the mourning stick stood in front of him left and right.

The next moment, Xiao Jin's face changed suddenly, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Then the mourning rod and the dementor banner were cut in two by the sword.

Immediately afterwards, the shoulder and entire arm that Xiao Jin was standing on were cut off by this sword.

The Mighty Ghost King roared violently, and a huge sound spread out in all directions like layers of waves, shaking the entire heaven and earth.

Xiao Jin's figure appeared on the other shoulder of the Mighty Ghost King, and his face was gloomy.

After Xu Beiyou took a sword, he stretched out his left hand, which had never held the sword, and grabbed the chain on his chest, first tearing the chain from it, and then slowly pulling the remnants out of his chest.

The soul lock that left Xu Beiyou seemed to have lost all its spirituality in this moment, and slowly dissipated.

At this moment, Xu Beiyou's physique shone again, shaking off the five decays of the little heavens and men that Xiao Jin had previously imposed on him.

At the same time, the book of life and death in Xiao Jin's hand was finally overwhelmed, shattered, and turned into confetti flying all over the sky.

As a result, Xiao Jin had successively damaged four magic weapons, including the mourning stick, the soul flag, the book of life and death, and the soul binding lock, leaving only the judge's pen and the Yama seal.

Xiao Jin's face was no longer relaxed and freehand before, and finally showed a little solemnity.

He had calculated before, and he didn't dare to say that it was a nirvana, but at least Xu Beiyou should have been seriously injured, how could it become like this?

Xiao Jin couldn't help but ask herself.

Could it be that Xu Beiyou is really invincible?

Or is the heavens going to kill me?

Xu Beiyou's voice came from above Xiao Jin's head, "King Wei, do you know that you will definitely die today?"

Xiao Jin suddenly raised his head, with a bit of anger that he couldn't hide, and said with a smile: "Xu Beiyou, do you really think that this king will not dare to burn your jade?"

Xu Beiyou said calmly: "If King Wei dares, then just make a move." ”

Xiao Jin snorted heavily, no longer saying half a word of nonsense, two black and gold sleeves rolled up, and two lifelike heads flew out of the cuffs, a man and a woman, looking at the face about the age, at this time the eyes were closed, obviously had been dead for a long time.

When Xu Beiyou saw this scene, an uncontrollable anger suddenly rose in his heart.

If he is not mistaken, these two people should be the two predecessors of the Sword Sect, a couple who have been together for many years, according to the generation, they are still a generation higher than Gongsun Zhongmou and Zhang Xueyao, and they are considered to be the ancestors of Xu Beiyou, the two died in the ten years of the war, but later the Sword Sect suffered repeated setbacks and was unable to take care of the future of the two, and their remains were missing.

Unexpectedly, the bones of his corpse fell into Xiao Jin's hands.

I saw that Xiao Jin gently wiped his palms, and the flesh and blood on his skull melted like spring snow, leaving only two Bai Sensen's skulls, and dark blue flames continued to emerge from the seven orifices.

Xiao Jin stretched out his hand to shoot again, and the two skeletons dragged the raging flames and collided quickly towards Xu Beiyou.

Although it is the remains of his predecessors, at this moment, Xu Beiyou will not think about how to show mercy to his subordinates, and directly smashes one of the skeletons into a sky blue spark with a sword, among which a hideous ghast is born, but this ghast is no longer the soul of the sword fairy back then, but a "monster" forcibly blended by countless souls.

Xu Beiyou showed no mercy, pointed his hand, and the evil sword that was the most restrained of such evil things flew out suddenly, drawing out a crimson sword flow tail, with a whistling sound, stabbing towards this evil soul like a long wind passing through the wilderness.

The sword cultivation of the peak realm of the eighteenth floor, how great is the lethality of a sword? Even the martial artist Zhao Qing did not dare to say that he was able to resist head-on without harm, although he was not good at dealing with these ghostly things, but at this time, Xu Beiyou was angry and took out his sword, even if a small world was to be shattered, let alone such a ghost thing?

Bang.

The ghast exploded into a scattered ghost, dissipating into the billowing black air.