Above the iron sword, a faint shadow appeared, looking at its appearance, it vaguely resembled Xiao Shanhe. In front of him, Fang Xing was like a weak and poor lamb, suppressed by the coercion that seemed to be overwhelming, and wanted to bend his oppressed knees and kneel on the ground.

Xiao Jianming was covered in blood, and shouted in a fierce voice: "Little ghost, don't you want to die in my hands?"

At this time, he was a mixture of fear and pride, madness and excitement at the same time!

In that short period of time just now, he really felt the strong killing intent on Fang Xing's body, even if he was unwilling in his heart, he had to admit that he was scared at that moment, because he found that Fang Xing really wanted to kill him, and he had the ability to kill him, that terrifying and strange secret method made him under extremely terrifying pressure, and he would die at any time in the shadow of the sword in the sky.

That Dao sword light, unlike the sword qi transformation in the Qingyun Nine Swords he cast, was actually as solid as a real sword......

Xiao Jianming was depressed, but he also had to admit that Fang Xing's combat power had surpassed him at that moment.

But fortunately, he still has a trick.

His uncle Xiao Shanhe did not hesitate to kill his natal essence and blood, and struck a blow in the foundation building period sealed on his sword.

This is the skill given to him by his uncle when he left Qingyun Sect five years ago, after all, he is the only cultivator in the generation of the Xiao family, and it is impossible for his uncle to let him go out alone without any guarantee, but even he didn't expect that after four years of traveling, he didn't know how many dangers he encountered, and he didn't break this seal, but he used it at this time......

Crazy coercion. surging towards the square row cover.

This moment. Fang Xing's skin is red. It seems to be oozing blood.

Beneath his skin, there was a faint light, and there seemed to be a flickering flame burning wildly above his skin.

He was not suppressed and struggled to support his body.

First, when he cultivated the 108,000 swords, he went up against the hundred-zhang giant waterfall, and his resistance to strong pressure was extremely strong.

Furthermore, after almost four years of training in the Samadhi True Fire, his physique is so strong. It was already far beyond the ordinary Spirit Realm cultivators, and even Xiao Shanhe's coercion in the middle stage of foundation building was still not enough to make him kneel.

"Today, even if you move your grandfather out, your grandfather will have to kill you!"

Fang Xing roared, and the wings of the golden sword behind him rolled up with a loud sound, and he rushed towards Xiao Jianming like a humanoid golden peng.

Faced with the coercion of the monks in the foundation building period, he chose to take the initiative.

Xiao Jianming didn't seem to expect Fang Xing to be so ruthless, and he was taken aback. He hurriedly swung his iron sword out.

"Boom ......"

The unparalleled power of the explosion poured out with the sword momentum, overwhelming the sky. Unbeatable.

The golden sword wings behind Fang Xing were intertwined in front of him, resisting the attack of this powerful force for him, the sound of clattering continued, and the illusory sword shadow was wiped out by the violent force, the sword light shattered, and the golden wings gradually disappeared.

Finally, when he rushed to the distance more than a foot in front of Xiao Jianming, both wings disappeared, and he was repelled by the force of rage.

"...... Uproar"

Fang Xing supported the ground with one palm, his body slid out of the ground for nearly ten zhang, his face was pale, and his lips were crimson.

It's still too strong!

The power of the foundation building period is really not something that can be resisted in the spirit period, even if he cultivates the demon clan's mysteries, he can't succeed.

In addition, at this time, he had only cultivated thirty-six detailed sword lights in his 108,000 swords, which was not even Xiaocheng.

In the end, he still couldn't succeed in cutting Xiao Jianming off!

Now that he has broken golden wings and dried up his spiritual energy, he can no longer condense golden wings in a short period of time.

Although his aura is pure, after all, his cultivation is only seven levels of agility, so the amount of aura is far less than Xiao Jianming, which is also the reason why he used various methods to provoke Xiao Jianming at the beginning, and insisted on using 108,000 swords under his attack, he was consuming Xiao Jianming's aura, and at the same time looking for a flaw, so that he could kill the opponent with one blow of 108,000 swords.

Because he knew that if each person faced off with the strongest means of attack, he would not be able to hold out for too long.

Originally, this strategy was about to work, but he didn't expect Xiao Jianming to leave such a trick.

"Hehe, this little ghost's aura is almost consumed, see what other means you have!"

Xiao Shanhe's face was gloomy, and he suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "The sword roared, cut off its limbs, and destroyed its meridians...... Spare a life!"

Tie Ru next to him was furious, jumped up and shouted: "Xiao Shanhe, it's just an inner martial arts, why is it so vicious?"

Xiao Shanhe glanced at him coldly, and said coldly: "This little ghost hasn't admitted defeat yet, no matter what Jianming does, he will be in order!"

Tie Ru roared furiously, and with an extra sledgehammer in his palm, he was about to smash his head towards Xiao Shanhe.

However, Chen Xuanhua next to him suddenly made a move, resisted the sledgehammer, and shook his head helplessly at Tie Rufang.

At this point, it is a big battle between Tie Rumad and Xiao Shanhe, and it will not help.

On the contrary, it will make Tie Rumad and Xiao Shanhe's Liang Zi deep, and when he breaks through the Jindan in the future, he will definitely find trouble with Tie Rumad.

"Break limbs, destroy meridians, and save a life?"

Xiao Jianming in Xiao Qianyan heard his uncle's order, a sneer appeared on his face, and he stared at Fang Xingdao tightly: "I like my uncle's arrangement very much, little ghost, I want to make you a human stick and torture you day and night......"

Xiao Jianming before didn't plan to spare Fang Xing's life, he just wanted to kill him immediately.

However, at this time, the victory ticket was in his hand, and he suddenly learned that Fang Xing was the tenth thief who escaped from the Ghost Smoke Valley, which made the obsession in his heart rise uncontrollably, and he wanted to catch Fang Xing and ask about the whereabouts of the Nine Coffins Treasure.

With a wave of the iron sword, the power of foundation building contained in it gushed out, turning into a phantom like a chain of Dao Dao, firmly binding Fang Xing, facing the binding of this iron chain, Fang Xing did not even have the ability to dodge at all, the power of foundation building for him, it can even be said that it is a power that he does not understand at all, and the nature of the power in the spirit period is different, it cannot be dodged, and it cannot be resisted.

Xiao Jianming walked over with an iron sword in his hand, sneering on his face, and raising his sword. The left arm that was heading straight for Fang Xing was cut off.

Outside Kochioli. Forging True Valley disciples, Qin Xing'er, Liu Heihu and others. I can't help but overdo it.

I can't bear to see the next scene of flesh and blood splattering.

At this time, Fang Xing was as angry as the sea, and his teeth cracked.

When Xiao Jianming's sword fell, a sense of crisis between life and death instantly appeared in Fang Xing's heart, and when life and death were at stake, a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a trace of blood involuntarily appeared in the whole person, and a roar sounded in his ears. It was an indelible projection that a picture had left in Fang Xing's heart.

"Decapitation ......"

Fang Xing murmured, blessed to the soul......

In his body, in the sea of consciousness, the Golden-winged Dapeng King was looking at the sea of fire in front of him in horror.

He didn't know why, but suddenly in the sea of knowledge, the raging samadhi true fire burned angrily.

In desperation, he could only hide under Fang Xing's True Spirit Altar in order to avoid the fate of being refined.

The horror of this unearthly samadhi fire is indescribable.

And what frightened him even more was that in the depths of the sea of fire. It was pregnant with a sword light.

It's just a sword light, looming. But it suddenly made him feel an unfathomable sense of terror.

I can't see through, I can't understand it, but I know its horror.

You must know that the Dapeng Evil King was originally a demon king in the Jindan period, and now although he has lost his demon body and has no cultivation, his knowledge is still there, but even his knowledge is completely unable to guess the depth and mystery of that sword light......

It feels like providence!

The sword of providence, unfathomable!

"Buzz ......"

When Xiao Jianming's sword fell, Fang Xing, who was bound by the power of foundation building, suddenly had a strange trembling sound, this sound was clearer and farther, like someone holding a sword and flicking, very pleasant, but it contained an incomparably terrifying power, when it sounded, the power of foundation building bound to Fang Xing's body suddenly shattered, like tearing paper.

Even Xiao Jianming, who had fallen with a sword, had a great change in his face, staggered back a few steps, and looked at Fang Xing in disbelief.

He felt that on Fang Xing's body, there was a vaguely unpredictable terrifying aura.

Just this breath made him very frightened, and even had the urge to kneel down and worship.

It's like facing the will of God!

Ethereal, but unpredictable providence!

Providence, that is higher than the immortal existence zài!

What about the power of foundation?

In the face of providence, as small as a mustard seed!

Outside Xiao Qianyan, the faces of Xiao Shanhe and the others gradually changed.

The higher the cultivation, the more he could feel the strange terrifying aura on Fang Xing's body.

Although Xiao Shanhe couldn't tell what kind of breath it was, the crisis that appeared in his heart told him that it was very dangerous!

"It's not good, Xiao Jianming retreated quickly......"

Xiao Shanhe suddenly shouted, ignoring a qiē, to let Xiao Jianming open Xiao Qianyan from the inside and escape.

Although this means that Xiao Jianming has lost, this is also something to worry about.

But what he didn't expect was that Xiao Jianming's mind was frightened at this time, and he didn't seem to hear his words.

"Hurry, hurry...... Open Kochioliwa ......"

Xiao Shanhe roared, flew up, and came to the outside of Xiao Qianyan, and wanted to open Xiao Qianyan from the outside.

He didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, for fear that in the next second, the only inheritor in the Xiao family would lose his life. As his figure swept over, a red shadow also followed, and shot with him, and another green cloth swept over, it was Elder Blue Bird and Shuwen Valley Elder Chen Baoyan, the three of them shot at Xiao Qianyan together, Lingguang Dao, desperately cracking Xiao Qianyan's magic circle.

It's just that the small Qianyan magic circle is extremely complicated, and it is very difficult to open it from the outside, even if it is three people, it cannot be cracked in a short time.

Xiao Shanhe turned his head angrily and shouted, "Do you two want to see death and not save you?"

In the stands, Chen Xuanhua sighed softly and walked over slowly, which was not much faster than that of an eighty-year-old lady.

And Tie Rufang simply turned his head, sneered, and said, "The competition is not over yet, what is the hurry?" (to be continued......)

ps: I'm a doppelganger, and the old ghost body has seen the subscription decline, and I've been crying and fainting in the toilet......