Outside the hall, both sides were in great momentum.

Xiao Bai's sword is called Po Jinzi, which was once the sword of the first emperor during his lifetime, not only ranked among the forty-eight Confucian swords, but also has the nickname of "Sword of the Son of Heaven". On the eve of canonizing Xiao Bai as the crown prince, His Majesty the Emperor also gave this sword to Xiao Bai, which is self-evident.

Xiao Bai closed his eyes and swept forward, and handed out a sword, but he didn't see any great momentum, but Xu Jingwei's face changed slightly, and his body floated backwards.

The sword intent that seemed to be like substance made him put away the last trace of contempt for this Tianhuang noble.

Sword intent filled the two of them, like invisible dragons meandering and swimming.

It's just that Xiao Bai's sword intent is strong, but he doesn't show half of the formidable sword aura.

If Xiao Bai's current strength is shown, his sword intent is still better than Xu Beiyou, who has already been in the Earth Immortal Eightfold Building, but the sword qi is only equivalent to Xu Beiyou when the Earth Immortal Triple Building, Xu Jingwei, who was drifting backwards, showed a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, and his heart was a little incomprehensible, of course he would not think that Xiao Bai was bluffing, after all, this freshly baked prince His Royal Highness was a real Earth Immortal Realm, so when Xiao Bai took the initiative to hand out a sword, Xu Jingwei subconsciously floated backwards, in his opinion, Xiao Bai is different from Xu Beiyou, who likes to fight for his life, the son of a daughter will not sit down, and will never take the initiative to put himself in a dangerous situation。

When the two sides are at war, one side has nothing to fear, and the other side naturally has to be a little more careful.

Besides, Xiao Bai is the prince of Great Qi after all, and it is reasonable to carry a few strange treasures, Xu Jingwei's thoughts are very clear, with static braking, preemptive strike, and patiently wait to see what the mystery of Xiao Bai's sword is.

He retreated again and again, and Xiao Bai's sword intent also rose to the extreme.

The sword intent suddenly came, instantly making Xu Jingwei unavoidable.

A sword intent traversed between heaven and earth.

The wind stops, the snow stops.

Everything around us seemed to stand still at this moment.

Sword twenty-three, no sword energy, only one sword intent.

This sword seems to be the only sword in the world.

Xu Jingwei shook his sleeves with difficulty, and everything around him seemed to have become a painting, a long scroll of heaven and earth.

The realm of the earth immortal is a picture scroll, and the first time you enter the earth fairy realm is only the tip of the iceberg of the first glimpse of the picture scroll, and the realm above the eighteenth floor is to include this painting from beginning to end.

At this moment, Xu Jingwei is fully showing the picture scroll he has seen, and he wants to rely on his own realm cultivation higher than Xiao Bai to forcibly break the sword twenty-thirty-one sword.

Xiao Bai's sword twenty-three is like an ink pen slowly entering the painting scroll, leaving a deep trace on the picture.

The initial traces of the pen are the deepest, and the color gradually fades with the line of the pen, and finally the ink on the tip of the pen is exhausted, and there is no trace.

If Xu Jingwei's picture scroll was long enough, he could naturally use this method to break the almost unsolvable sword twenty-three, but unfortunately his picture scroll was still a little worse, and this sword split the entire picture scroll into two by a millimeter.

Xu Jingwei's face suddenly turned pale.

There was a moment of stillness in the heavens and the earth, and heavy snow began to fall again.

Xiao Bai casually pulled out a sword flower, and the heavy snow in the sky followed, and the tip of the sword pointed out, thousands of snowflakes were connected dots under the traction of the invisible qi machine, and they were handed over into a huge sword net, and shrouded towards Xu Jingwei's head.

The reason why Xiao Bai was able to have this means was also due to today's ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens, so that after he became the prince of a country, there was a trace of inexplicable connection between him and this heaven and earth.

Xu Jingwei has no way to avoid it, and can only resist from the front.

He lifted one hand upwards and said in a deep voice, "Get up." ”

A vigorous force rose from the bottom to the top, stubbornly supporting countless falling snow, and creating layers of air ripples, so that it could not fall a bit.

Xiao Bai took a step forward with one foot, and handed out another sword.

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stabbed at Xu Jingwei's heart.

Xu Jingwei's two big sleeves waved forward at the same time.

I saw a cloud of golden light explode in front of him.

Then hundreds of shining gold-armored soldiers appeared, brilliant like heavenly soldiers and generals, forming a battle array, surrounding Xu Jingwei layer by layer.

It seems to be a mysterious method of immortals to scatter beans into soldiers.

Xiao Bai did not hesitate to pause, and the broken array in his hand was still indomitable.

The Confucian ancestors cast eight out of forty, in the name of the word card, of which there are four in twenty for two-word swords, twelve for three-character swords, eight for four-character swords, and four for five-character swords. In addition to the four swords, the remaining forty-four swords are damaged or lost, ten to seven or eight, the four characters can be known only frost Tianxiao Jiao, the fortune operator is slow and a few swords, so more than three words are the most.

Similar to the twelve swords of the Sword Sect, the forty-eight swords of Confucianism have their own miracles, the water dragon is chanting and turning into a dragon, the Bodhisattva is barbaric, the wind and waves are calm, and the broken array is indestructible.

Break the array, sword one.

Break through the formation with a sword.

On the other hand, if Xiao Bai's sword is a little light, then Xu Beiyou is diametrically opposite, completely majestic and full of visions.

The two sides fought, and Xu Beiyou's qi machine was splashed outward as if he didn't want money, and if anyone else saw this scene, even if it was an Earth Immortal Monk of the same realm, they would frown. The battle between monks of the same realm is not about whose momentum is stronger, nor is it about whose means are more gorgeous, if they can win, but to hide and not reveal, on the other hand, Xu Beiyou, so not cherishing his own qi, it is like a fight of hundreds of people, but he used the Shenwei General Cannon.

Only a monk with a higher realm than the two of them could see some clues, it was not that Xu Beiyou did it on purpose, but that Xu Beiyou couldn't fully control his qi after making a full shot, so he could only act like this.

In just one year, Xu Beiyou jumped into the eight-story building, and the qi in his body was like the wine in the cup was full, if it was still or moving slowly, it was fine, but if it shook violently, it would inevitably spill out of the cup.

Even if Zhao Qing helped Xu Beiyou calm the ventilator, it would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

After Sword Nineteen, Xu Beiyou took a step forward and said silently: "Sword Twenty-One." ”

A sword gives birth to a vision.

First, a white sword appeared, and then the sword became a circle, like a bright moon rising.

The next round of "bright moon" is getting bigger and bigger, almost obscuring most of the sky.

Under the bright moon, the tornado dissipated.

Xu Beiyou then slashed with a sword.

A person and a sword came to Kong Yixiao in an instant, dragging out a sword light like a moon. A sword is like the moon, yin is like softness, killing is invisible, Murong Xuanyin's Taiyin True Sword was born from this sword.

It is not easy for Xu Beiyou to use this sword to resemble seven points and five points to resemble a god.

Kong Yixiao was directly cut by this sword, and his body became two pieces.

However, in the next moment, the bloody corpse turned into a broken robe, and the real Kong Yixiao appeared not far away intact, but one robe was missing.

At this time, Kong Yixiao's face was solemn, he couldn't tell whether he was shocked or afraid, the last time he saw Xu Beiyou in Huzhou, Xu Beiyou could only take refuge in the Dragon King of Buddhism, how could he have thought that the rest of the year had reached such a point, so that he also felt overstretched to deal with it.

Xu Beiyou did not hesitate, and made another sword, moving forward.

Sword one, nine deaths without regrets!

Kong Yixiao formed a mysterious mark in front of him, and the black and purple aura intertwined into a wall in front of him, like a thick city wall.

However, this wall failed to block Xu Beiyou's sword, and it was shattered in the blink of an eye, Kong Yixiao was forced to retreat again and again, and his body crashed into a side hall.

The huge side hall was vulnerable, collapsed in an instant, and countless smoke and dust rose into the air.