Li Fenggu, who was buried in the ruins of the Barbarian Palace, stood up abruptly, breaking through the countless wreckage of the building, at this time, the deputy pope's face armor had been divided into two halves under the sword qi of Zhu Xian, revealing the pale face underneath, he did not look down to look at the broken breastplate, but stared at the sword sect master, stretched out his hand to hold the position of his chest, and blood continued to spill from between his fingers.

Twelve three-foot swords hung above his head, eyeing him fiercely.

It was as if Li Fenggu, who was under siege, still had a little palpitations, although he had already overestimated this Sword Sect Master, but now it seemed that he still underestimated this Sword Sect Master.

Li Fenggu, who didn't dare to resist the immortal from the front, was annoyed and said angrily: "Don't make a move yet?"

In fact, long before Li Fenggu opened his mouth, Zhu Jiuyin, who was hiding in the shadows, had already made a move.

Almost at the same time as Li Fenggu spoke, an old man covered in frost and snow appeared behind Xu Beiyou, stretching out a finger and pointing at the back of Xu Beiyou's heart.

The fingers were a shocking snow-white color, without half a trace of blood, and the nails were like a miniature sword, purple and black close to ink.

Although Xu Beiyou was also aware of it, and turned back in front of the horizontal sword at the last moment, when his fingers landed on Zhu Xian's sword, Zhu Xian still trembled slightly.

Xu Beiyou's figure retreated a little distance, his face was slightly solemn, and he roughly guessed the identity of this person, the actual ruler of Southern Xinjiang, the Great Elder of the Witch Sect, Zhu Jiuyin.

The old man smiled and said: "Within a radius of a hundred miles of Zhushen Mountain, in fact, there is a big array, at this time, this big array has been opened by the old man, blinding the heavens, even if Lan Yu and Zhao Qing in Shuzhou want to rush to your aid, it will be difficult to find this place for a while, in other words, Sect Master Xu, you can only fight alone." ”

The old man's tone was calm, and he couldn't see too many ups and downs, but the movements in his hands were extremely ruthless, and after a finger, he waved his sleeves again, splashing countless miasma, converging into a purple-black evil dragon, rolling towards Xu Beiyou.

Speaking of southern Xinjiang, I am afraid that the first impression of the Central Plains people is the place where the miasma is born, and it is these almost endless miasma that blocks the previous conquests of the Central Plains Dynasty, Zhu Jiuyin and his predecessors, as the masters of southern Xinjiang, use these God-given things here as two ways, respectively, to build the guardian array that can blind the heavens and resist the enemy, and then it is refined into this treasure known as the immortal miasma, which seems to be virtual and real, and is extremely poisonous, no matter whether you are a martial artist or a Buddhist golden body, you will be corroded and consumed by this miasma. However, although the immaculate body of the Dao Sect is most afraid of such a sharp weapon as Zhu Xian, it is not afraid of such poisonous miasma witch Gu methods at all, so Zhu Jiuyin can tie with Wei Ban, but if he is against the Dao Sect Dazhen who has achieved the immaculate body, it will be difficult to do much.

This also corresponds to the cycle of heavenly dao, where one thing descends to one thing.

Xu Beiyou's Sword Sect and Daomen are in the same vein, but they have their own strengths, the supreme sword body of the Sword Sect is more similar to the martial arts physique, and the Daomen's immaculate body is far away, the most afraid of such filthy means, to make an inappropriate analogy, the solid stone may not be able to penetrate the iron, but the soft water can make the iron rust, whether it is the martial arts physique, the supreme sword body, it is all iron, and Zhu Jiuyin's poisonous miasma is the water that corrodes the iron.

Xu Beiyou didn't dare to let the poisonous miasma get close, and slashed out with a sword, splitting the long dragon in two.

In front of Zhu Xian, these miasma were naturally dispersed as soon as they were chopped, but the wound on Xu Beiyou's wrist before began to flow out pitch-black blood, and even the skin on the back of his hand showed an iron-blue color, and the green tendons and tendons under the skin were like centipedes bursting up, constantly beating, terrifying.

Xu Beiyou shook off the dirty blood on his wrist, and the poisonous gas that seeped into his body under the strong pressure of the qi machine, although his life was safe, but his Taoist cultivation was still affected.

Zhu Jiuyin waved his hand again, and re-condensed the immortal miasma that was scattered by Xu Beiyou's sword, only to see a dark purple aura circling around his palm, not like a poisonous miasma that took people's lives, but like purple auspicious clouds.

With Li Fenggu's experience, Zhu Jiuyin didn't dare to resist this sword immortal holding Zhu Immortal head-on, not that he would be directly killed by Xu Beiyou, but instead of taking risks, it was better to slowly consume this sword sect master, after all, he Zhu Jiuyin still had to dominate Southern Xinjiang, and even dominate Shuzhou, and even ascend to immortality, how could he be in danger!

However, he also had a layer of concerns, if Xu Beiyou was determined to leave, in the case that Murong Xuan and Li Fenggu had both temporarily lost their combat power, even if Xu Beiyou was injured, even if he had opened the Pillar God Peak's Guardian Array at this time, he still was not completely sure to stop him.

But fortunately, Xu Beiyou had no intention of escaping from beginning to end, but turned his attention to the seriously injured Li Fenggu.

The next moment, Xu Beiyou's figure disappeared.

Li Fenggu also noticed it, and retreated suddenly.

A whistling sound suddenly sounded, and Xu Beiyou had already appeared three feet in front of Li Fenggu.

In a hurry, Li Fenggu could only stagger his arms and block in front of him.

Then Li Fenggu was once again slashed into the ground by Zhu Xian.

Just after Zhu Jiuyin made a move, Xu Beiyou had already made a decision, if he wanted to kill Zhu Jiuyin, who occupied a favorable position, in a short period of time, it was difficult to do, it was better to directly target Li Fenggu, who had been seriously injured by himself.

After Li Fenggu barely blocked this sword with his arms, he didn't have time to react, and then Xu Beiyou made another sword.

Li Fenggu's whole person was knocked out by this sword, and his body below the waist was forced to plow a deep ditch dozens of zhang long on the ground.

From beginning to end, Zhu Jiuyin had no intention of making a move.

This Great Elder of the Witch Sect seemed to have changed from an insider to an outsider all of a sudden, and watched Xu Beiyou with leisurely feelings, if it weren't for Murong Xuan's distance from him, maybe he would have to open his mouth to give a few words.

The so-called three-person team, not to mention that it is solid, is to say that it is the same bed and different dreams.

Since Zhu Jiuyin had never made a move, and Murong Xuan was powerless to make a move, Li Fenggu, who was wearing the Holy Light Armor, could only retreat again and again.

Xu Bei swam out of his sword non-stop, like a heavy crossbow shot, like a thunderbolt, so that Li Fenggu did not have the strength to fight back.

Finally, Xu Beiyou and Li Fenggu are already close at hand.

Although one inch is long and one inch is strong, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, and the three-foot Qingfeng is not suitable for close hand-to-hand combat in the real sense, but Xu Beiyou's sword is different!

Sword Thirty-six claims to be inclusive of the world's swords, but it is not a lie.

Xu Beiyou held the sword in his back hand and slammed it into Li Fenggu with the head of the sword.

Sword Fourteen, Cang Thunder Shock.

A bang was like hitting a bell in the sky, and there was a loud bang.