Xu Beiyou and Taiyi Rescue Tianzun have a tacit understanding not to dodge or dodge, and they must completely distinguish the winner within three feet of the front.

Xu Beiyou was already approaching the end of the strong crossbow at this time, he took his last breath, like a return to the light, the qi in his body was boiling endlessly, and the sword in his hand became faster and faster, and each sword brought out an indomitable momentum, shrouding the key points around Bingchen under the sword momentum.

Countless fine blood spots suddenly appeared on Bingchen's body, dyed red and white, but she also took advantage of the situation to pierce Xu Beiyou's lower dantian qi sea with a sword, making Xu Beiyou's body stiffen suddenly, and the qi in her body had the potential to collapse.

Xu Beiyou forcibly suppressed the injury, took a step forward with Zhu Xian, crashed into Bingchen's arms, and slammed his sword into her chest.

After the two of them retreated half a step, they invariably continued to step forward, and the two of them who could clearly play the momentum of shaking the mountains and mountains reined in their own arrogance, and did not have the strength to pull out the majesty of the mountains and rivers to cover the world, except for the speed of the shot, they could no longer see the meaning of the fairy fight, but it was like the sacrifice of two worldly swordsmen fighting each other, and they saw killing opportunities everywhere between three feet.

Counting today's technical masters, it is nothing more than Bingchen and Xiao Shen's swordsmanship, and Wei Ban's swordsmanship honed from the battlefield, it is difficult to say which of these people is stronger or weaker, but at the moment, Xu Beiyou and Bingchen will soon distinguish between the superior and inferior.

Zhu Xian and Broken Greed and Anger continued to attack each other, exploding countless sounds of gold and stone.

The next moment, Xu Beiyou's hand swept out, and the greed and anger in Bingchen's hand were pressed into a huge arc like a quarter moon.

Bingchen held the hilt of the sword with one hand and the blade of the sword with the other, supporting the sword with both hands, and could not retreat.

Then Xu Beiyou turned around in his hand, and his body approached again, bending his knees and hitting Bingchen's lower abdomen.

Bingchen's figure suddenly shook, and her feet almost rose off the ground, but the greed and anger in her hand also suddenly turned into an attack, and forcibly shook back Xu Beiyou's Zhu Xian with a majestic qi machine.

Xu Beiyou's face suddenly turned bright red, and then turned extremely pale, the qi in his body fluttered away, and blood slowly flowed out of the seven orifices.

At this moment, Xu Beiyou felt that the Zhu Immortal in his hand seemed to have a weight of ten thousand pounds, and it would take all his strength just to mention it, and he would no longer be able to make a sword like thunder.

Xu Beiyou held the immortal crutches in his hand, and the spirit of the whole person quickly collapsed, as if the army was defeated like a mountain. Before the start of this hand-to-hand combat, he was already at the end of the crossbow, and now that this breath was released, he no longer had the strength to fight.

In the battle just now, only in terms of victory and defeat, Xu Beiyou was better. But at this time, Xu Beiyou's Qi Engine, the eighteenth floor of the Earth Immortal, ended early because the sea of qi was pierced by a sword, and Bingchen naturally noticed this, and directly crushed Xu Beiyou with his own cultivation, which was completely unreasonable.

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Such an unreasonable hand, the ice dust at the peak of the qi machine was done, but Xu Beiyou at the end of the strong crossbow could not do it, and the eighteenth-floor gas machine that was already crumbling was not enough to support him to fight the ice dust, so Xu Beiyou won the victory and defeat, but lost life and death.

Bingchen raised his sword and pointed at Xu Beiyou, but did not speak.

Xu Beiyou had no unwilling look on his face, looked at Bingchen calmly, and stood up with difficulty supporting Zhu Xian with both hands.

Bingchen asked softly, "Still have the power to fight?"

Xu Beiyou took another breath, and the essence and blood in his body began to burn, and a strand of black hair in his white hair completely turned into snow white.

Bingchen nodded and said a good word.

A sword swept forward, rushing towards this young man who was still dying.

A series of rumbling sounds sounded throughout Meishan, and the noise was everywhere.

Xu Beiyou crossed the sword in front of him, resisted the broken greed and anger in Bingchen's hand, and his body retreated back nearly a thousand zhang.

Bingchen raised his eyebrows, there was a ripple of surprise in the mood that should have been Gu Jing Bubo, this young man was not at all like the ranking of the Daomen, and he was not very similar to the Shangguan Xianchen of the Sword Sect and Gongsun Zhongmou's master and apprentice, but he was somewhat similar to Xiao Lie and Xiao Yu's father and son, and there was a ruthlessness in his bones that he was willing to dare to pull the emperor off the horse.

But this inconsequential emotion is fleeting, whether it is dead or not, then Zhu Xian will naturally fall into her hands, and it can be regarded as worthy of the ranking ancestor of the Daomen, as for whether to kill Xiao Xuan or not, what is the general trend of the world, that is what Xiao Xuan and Xiao Jin should consider, Zhu Xian is in hand, I am free, the world is divided, what does it have to do with me?

Xu Beiyou's pores oozed blood beads, still in front of Hengjian.

Some people say that he has been ambitious since he was a child, in fact, only he knows his own family affairs, no one is born with ambitions in the world, and the burden of Qianjun is not carried all at once, but he was forced to that point and had to do it as a last resort. Before he left the Northwest, what the Sword Sect, what the general trend of the world, and what the eighteenth floor of the Earth Immortal were all out of reach for him, and he occasionally thought about it, but he never felt that he could do it.

Walking with my head down, I don't know it, and when I look up again, I can already see the top of the mountain.

Bingchen didn't care about Xu Beiyou's last desperate resistance, and took out a second sword, his body was like a liuhua, and the first sword was like hitting a bell.

Xu Beiyou spat out a mouthful of blood, and his figure retreated again.

This time, retreat twenty miles.

On the straight line he retreated, with a huge rumbling sound, dust rose everywhere, and countless rocks and trees blocking the way were directly broken by Xu Beiyou's back. Fortunately, this is the inaccessible Meishan, if it is replaced by a downtown area, this collision, I don't know how many corpses will be created all over the field and the scene of broken walls.

Xu Beiyou stopped his body, holding the sword with one hand, and gasping violently, every time he gasped, it would make the chest and lungs hurt hotly.

Bingchen's expression was calm, the qi in his body was circulating, like a wanton ocean, his eyes crossed Xu Beiyou, and looked at the huge mausoleum behind him.

Unconsciously, the two came to the vicinity of Xiao Yu's Ming Tomb.

For more than 100 years, people have come and gone, and Xiao Yu has always been a hurdle that no one can get around.

It was he who ended the Great Zheng Dynasty with his own hands, and it was he who single-handedly created the Great Qi world, this mausoleum is his 10,000-year-old auspicious box, which was built by gathering most of the world's manpower and material resources, and it is a place where countless monks are extremely afraid.

Xu Beiyou didn't look back, and said calmly: "Taiyi saves the suffering Tianzun, behind Xu is Emperor Xiao's Ming Mausoleum, if you want Xu's hand to kill the immortals, then follow Xu into the mausoleum." ”

The corners of Bingchen's mouth hooked up a smile, and he sneered: "When Xiao Yu was alive, I dared to kill him with a sword, but now that he is a dry bone in the grave, what can I do?"

Xu Beiyou said calmly: "You might as well try it." ”

Before the words fell, Xu Beiyou had already turned into a long rainbow and shot up.

The Ice Dust Sword followed.

The two of them went straight to the Ming Tomb one after the other.

At this moment, the wind and clouds surged, and the vision was born.

The layers of black clouds in the sky rushed towards the sky above the Ming Tomb like a rolling tide, and then retreated in all directions like a receding tide, revealing a blue sky curtain and a round of red sun behind it.

The clouds are clear, and the snow-covered Meishan shines in the sun.

Immediately after, a huge pillar of light fell from above the Nine Heavens, and the entire Meishan shook violently.

This pillar of light just shrouded Xu Beiyou.

Xu Beiyou gritted his teeth and wanted to forcibly break through the pillar of light, but the qi around him completely dissipated at this time, and the whole person seemed to be about to dissolve into this pillar of light.

His consciousness blurred.

Are you going to die?