"Whew!" The palm-length knife suddenly let out a majestic roar, and suddenly there was a feeling that a small white tiger was appearing, and at this time, Xuanqiu, who was holding the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, felt that a divine light locked itself, which locked not only the body, but also the soul in the body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Slash!" General Yin's words came out of his mouth lightly, and suddenly the crystal short knife suspended in the air suddenly trembled, letting out a melodious long groan, and the next moment the short knife had turned into a crystal lightning, slashing out towards the black-robed Xuanqiu, without the slightest hesitation or hesitation.

Suddenly, Xuanqiu just saw a ray of fine light flickering, and the sharp breath was already close to the center of his eyebrows, and his skin had already felt a stinging pain at this moment, and there was a kind of hard skull like tofu in front of this short knife, which would be torn apart without a trace of strength, and the soul hidden deep in the body was involuntarily trembling under this knife.

"Hum, hum, hum!" Suddenly Xuanqiu held the ten thousand ghost flags in his palm, windless and automatic, although there was no Xuanqiu envoy, but still showed his might, this is the wonder of the magic weapon, it is no longer a simple utensil, with a trace of its own spirituality, feel the danger coming, and show its power in the electric light.

Xuanqiu, whose mind suddenly woke up, violently shook the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner in his palm, and the White Bone Realm in the banner was opened in an instant, and the king on the White Bone Throne recovered from his slumber, and the breath of the king of the world surged, expanded, and the world was under its control.

The white bone aura rose, and as Xuanqiu's figure retreated rapidly, the thick white bone shields stood in front of Xuanqiu, and these crystalline shields were branded with mysterious runes, like the embodiment of Tao and reason.

"Click!" The crystal short knife drew white traces in the air, as bright as lightning, and suddenly a shield that was erected was pierced by this short knife in the electric flint, revealing a three-finger-long hole, and the next moment the pierced white bone shield turned into a white bone aura and dissipated.

At this moment, Xuanqiu did not feel that the danger of the knife was far away, but it was constantly approaching, with a crisp sound, the white bone shield on the one had not yet dissipated, and the few pieces behind it had been pierced, as if this shield that could not be penetrated by this divine soldier, in front of this small short knife, there was no slightest defensive ability, which showed how sharp this short knife like a tiger's teeth was.

"Bell!" I don't know how many white bone shields have been pierced, and I don't know how many shields have turned into white bone aura, but with a sound like the roar of a giant bell, Xuanqiu's retreating figure suddenly stopped.

I saw that at this moment, in front of Xuanqiu's eyebrows, a white bone shield the size of a baby's palm was suspended, although this white bone shield looked very small, but the incomparably thick aura was like a majestic mountain, and the fine lines as thin as hair covered this small shield, with a hint of gold.

And the short knife with tiger teeth outlined in the air like lightning, the invisible figure at this moment, as if appearing from nothingness, stopped in front of the small shield erected, and the sharp sword light spit out, striking the shield, splashing brilliant sparks, like a loud bell, echoing in the woods.

At this moment, Xuanqiu and General Yin were already sweating on their foreheads, but the difference between the two was that Xuanqiu's baby-like forehead was covered with beads of sweat, while General Yin's dense hair was wet with sweat, although there were no beads of sweat rolling down, but it could be seen that he was in danger at the moment.

This knife is a knife condensed by the spirit of General Yin's body, and even the thin white tiger blood in the body is burning, it can be said that there is no return to the knife, after a knife is exhausted, there is no room to fight back, so this is also a big gamble on a knife, betting on his luck, winning is his life, and losing is also his life.

Although General Yin at this moment did not understand what a ruined boat was, his actions gave a perfect interpretation of the ruined boat at this time. Regardless of the exhaustion and tingling in his body, as well as the pain as if his skull was about to burst, the brilliance of his soul was dimming, and the potential of his body was also burning at this moment, bursting out with power far beyond his own.

"Click!" Duoduo's bright sparks flashed, the roar became silent, and a crisp sound appeared, and suddenly I saw that with the short knife like tiger teeth pressing, the rune Xuanguang that was branded on the small shield skyrocketed, and then collapsed, and a crack that was thinner than a hair appeared on the small shield.

Seeing this scene, a faint smile appeared on General Yin's huge tiger head, revealing a kind of joy from the heart, perhaps in his heart, the next moment he could see the enemy who came to attack, fell under his short knife, a big gamble, after all, it was himself who won, how could this make him not ecstatic.

At this time, contrary to the joy on General Yin's face, Xuanqiu's face showed a hint of panic, as the former demon king, even if he was already in deep danger, he never showed the slightest panic, everything today with the sharp breath he felt, deeply imprinted in his heart, I am afraid that even with the passage of time, this scene is still very clear.

"Bang!" A faint footstep sounded at this time, Liu Boqin, who had been hidden on the side, the figure in a white Confucian robe was revealed, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to have left a mark on his heart, and there was a kind of natural charm.

Seeing Liu Boqin's figure, the figures on the faces of Xuanqiu and General Yin had a sense of time and space changing. Suddenly, I saw a smile on Xuanqiu's face, and there was a kind of joy like the rest of his life, and the joy on General Yin's face suddenly became dull, and the divine light flashing in his eyes became dim, like a broken candle in the wind, about to be extinguished.

"Lingxi finger!" Liu Boqin, who had a faint smile on his face, showed a strange naughtiness, but no one knew that the picture of memories flashed in his heart at this moment, and he opened his mouth and spit out softly.

Suddenly, I saw that the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were erected, and in the flashing of jade-colored luster, the two fingers that had been erected had already clamped the short knife like a tiger's teeth, and the stirring knife light slashed at the jade-colored fingers, stirring up a little spark, but no matter how the sharp short knife struggled, the two fingers that stood up still clamped it tightly like iron tongs.