"Sister Bing, this is the person, he wants to arrest me back to the human sect, and he wants to be my master......"

Seeing that the backer was here, the frost flame spirit fox changed his previous indifference, and became extremely aggrieved, as if a child complained to an adult again, but thinking about it, with the cultivation of the little spirit fox as the realm, in the spirit beast clan with many masters, it is really just a child.

The Qingli woman, who was called Sister Bing, looked at the aggrieved little spirit fox with a pitiful face, turned her head, and her eyes suddenly became cold, "What he said is true?"

"Hmph" in response to her was Zhou Peng's extremely disdainful snort.

"In that case, you have to be prepared to withstand the wrath of my Frost Flame Spirit Fox Clan, and even the entire Spirit Beast Clan."

Hearing this, Zhou Peng's expression changed slightly, and a trace of panic flashed in the depths of his eyes, but he was soon covered up by it, and his face became more and more hideous, "In this way, only by killing all of you can you let go of your heart."

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Peng's long sword shook, and the sword light spread from the sky, and the whole person turned into a phantom, shooting towards the Qingli woman, the killing intent in his eyes did not decrease at all, and it gradually deepened.

"Kill me? You deserve it?"

The woman screamed, her hands were lightly raised, and the rich ice blue light swirled around her fingertips, and she turned into a long sword full of ice crystals, and she actually rubbed her body up, and in an instant, she was in one place with that Zhou Peng.

With the continuous sound of gold and iron resounding, the field rolled vigorously, hot and cold, extremely intense.

Suddenly, with a roar, the battle situation in the field immediately separated, Zhou Peng and Qingli women lined up on both sides, and their eyes invariably looked at the battle situation at the other end.

Originally, except for the little spirit fox, no one would pretend to be a woman, let alone pay attention to the battle between the two human monks, but this time, the strong momentum that surged in the field couldn't help but pay attention to it.

As far as the eye could see, Yang Xuan was almost covered with injuries all over his body, the blood had already stained the cyan robe, and my hand of the Thunder Sword couldn't help trembling, staring at the figure wrapped in heavy silver armor on the opposite side with a languid face.

Li Badao has not been so refreshing for a long time, not just the pleasure of meeting the opponent, but the refreshing of the abusive, after sacrificing the power of the supernatural power, Yang Xuan has been completely unable to cause any damage to it, and several swords have been issued one after another, and even the defense of the Tiangang sword armor cannot be broken, how can it hurt people?

On the other hand, his speed and strength have skyrocketed to a level where he is a little incredible, and he casually waves his hands and feet, and he is incomparably powerful, I don't know if it is the reason for his state of mind, because of the perverted refreshing feeling in his heart, or is it true, Li Badao only feels that his supernatural power is extremely powerful.

All in all, this battle made Li Badao's heart rise with indescribable pleasure, and the hundreds of scars on Yang Xuan's body, large and small, were the best proof of this.

"Hahahaha, little beast, the heart is particularly tough, it's okay, if you kill a disciple of my Badao Sect, I will cut you, and now it's only a few hundred knives, it's still far away, but don't die like this."

Li Badao's face hidden under the armor was extremely hideous, relying on the defense of Tiangang's sword armor, if Yang Xuan didn't have any backhand, it could be said that he was already invincible, and what he had to do now was to torture and kill him as comfortably as possible.

Yang Xuan's face was terrifyingly pale, and the massive amount of blood loss in his body had made his vision slightly blurred, and the hand holding the Ben Thunder Sword seemed to be unable to use his strength.

The perception of pain in his brain has also become numb, and he has no time to take care of it, desperately thinking about how to break the game, as if he is still hesitating whether to use the sword of benevolence that hurts the enemy for a thousand and his current state of self-damage may reach one thousand two.

He was confident that after using that move, he would win, but he couldn't guarantee what would happen to him if he lost the ability to resist.

At this moment, when he heard what Li Badao said, his eyes narrowed instantly, and he made a decision in his heart.

"Old Dog Li, do you think you're very strong?

Listening to Yang Xuan's words, which were undoubtedly more angry, Li Badao laughed even happier, and the rampant laughter came out through the thick armor, revealing a sense of depression and dullness.

"I'll break it for you today" As soon as the words fell, ignoring Li Badao's ugly voice as if he was going to laugh to death, Ben Thunder Sword shook, and the momentum of his body burst out again in an instant, and the wounds on his whole body were immediately stirred up by this, and blood splattered out.

Yang Xuan only felt dizzy in his head, but he bit the tip of his tongue and held it strongly.

The next moment, a faint wind rose instantly, and what followed was an incomparably solemn general trend, which was faintly higher than the mysteries of the supernatural powers.

The "gentleman's wind" is full of heroic spirit.

"The Wind of the People" and then all kinds of breaths, entrenched on the side of the Ben Lei Sword, just like every familiar face on the side of the street, embodies a different momentum and coercion.

The general trend that permeates the space of "the wind of the family and the country" is solemn and elegant, Yang Xuan seems to be the emperor of the world in it, worshiped by all the people, admired by heaven and earth, and the fierce momentum of the mighty and mighty is contained in the sword body.

"Look at my wind sword, how did I break your turtle shell" He shouted loudly, raised his sword and slashed, and only the extremely solemn sword was left between heaven and earth, compared to which the sun in the sky was overshadowed.

Li Badao's only pair of eyes were full of horror, this kind of power, since he practiced, he had never felt it, since the mortal body of the two heavens, to the current realm of the two tribulations, during which he has experienced thousands of battles, large and small, and met tens of thousands of enemies, but he has never comprehended such a solemn and terrifying existence.

"What the hell is this......?"

The doubts in his heart could not be answered, and seeing the bright sword rising up, Li Badao knew that if he didn't react, this sword was enough to kill him.

With a loud shout, the infinite edge of the meaning surged on itself, and the Tiangang sword armor that wrapped its whole body seemed to have life in an instant, constantly stirring with fierce determination, visible to the naked eye, a short knife with a length of feet instantly rose from the sword armor, entrenched in the void, kept swimming, exuding an incomparable edge.

Looking at the same way, I am afraid that there are no less than tens of thousands of handles, the "Tiangang Ten Thousand Knife Array" snorted coldly, shook his arm with a finger, and tens of thousands of ruler-long and short knives shot out of history, like a silver dragon composed of knives, and the horns of the hideous head struck away with an incomparably sharp momentum, and the tremor of the void cutting was not stopped.

Yang Xuan's wind sword is not the wind of nature in the ordinary sense, but the proud wind of all things.

At this moment, if there was a powerhouse similar to the Lord of Wangtian Palace, he would definitely be extremely familiar with this aura of Peiran.

"Break it for me" Yang Xuan shouted, ignoring the blood gushing from the wounds all over his body, and brazenly waved the Thunder Sword in his hand, the sword light was like a rainbow, and he instantly met the incomparably magnificent short knife and long dragon.

Zhou Peng and Qingli both stopped, and there was such a scene in front of them.

The two of them both looked incredulous, and they couldn't imagine that a young man who had created the Soul Realm would perform such a terrifying move that was several times more powerful than the power of the supernatural powers.

They all knew that in the face of the terrifying power of this move, which was enough to make the mountains and rivers fall upside down and the sky collapsed, the two of them sighed to themselves.

Xiao Linghu was also sluggish to the extreme at the moment, originally he thought that Yang Xuan was a genius, a supreme genius comparable to the leader of the Central Domain, but at this moment, it seems that this evaluation is still low, if Yang Xuan's cultivation is at a strong level, if it is the strength of the king's creation, Li Badao on the opposite side will be smashed in the face of such a move, I am afraid that he will be smashed without even having the strength to fight back.

Even if he sacrificed his supernatural powers, it would be the same result, and there would be no exceptions.

The air waves in the field rolled, and a layer of dark and rich clouds suddenly emerged from the originally clear sky, covering the sky and the sun, shrouding this space in a dark color.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or something else, Yang Xuan's brilliant sword light is even stronger under such a gloomy sky, and the majestic aura is even stronger, and for a while, it actually caused Li Badao's short knife and long dragon to roar, and the sound is obviously enough to perceive the fear that penetrates deep into the heart.

"This ...... This is impossible!" Li Badao lost his temper, screamed in horror, his face changed instantly, visible to the naked eye, as soon as his Tiangang Ten Thousand Swords Formation came into contact with the sword, it was crushed by the earth-shattering momentum, turned into powder, and turned over with its general momentum, and finally formed a hideous silver tornado, which swirled around the sword.

His own moves, when the attacks are connected, contribute to the coercion of others' moves.

In Yang Xuan's opinion, this is not how difficult to understand, the majesty of all things in heaven and earth has its own dignity, but the person on the other side has not noticed it.

"Dingding......

The sword is as powerful as a bamboo, no short knife can be its enemy, and in the blink of an eye, the sword is already close to Li Badao's sword armor.

"Keep an eye on Lao Tzu, the power of supernatural powers ......"

With a loud shout, Li Badao spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and the Tiangang sword armor on his body was agitated by this essence blood, and suddenly a faint layer of blood red surged up, invisibly, the sword armor seemed to have swelled up, and the power was even stronger than before.

"Is it not enough to stimulate the power of supernatural power with essence blood?" Yang Xuan's eyes froze, and the momentum in his body exploded in an instant, without any reservations, blood gushed out like a spring, and as soon as he rushed out of his body, he was scattered into a blood mist by that majestic momentum, and he didn't know where to drift away.

The next moment, the sword armor and the sword collided violently, Li Badao's face changed, and the slight sound in his ears made him extremely surprised, even to the point of panic.

He saw that the sword armor on his chest that was in contact with the tip of the sword showed a fine crack in an instant, and he couldn't care about the heart-rending pain in his body, and then, the crack grew stronger and stronger, spreading like a spider's web throughout the Tiangang sword armor, and his own supernatural power was actually broken.

"No...... How can it be...... You are a realm of creation and spirituality, how can you ......"

In the frenzied cry of weakness, with a "click", Tiangang's sword armor immediately broke into countless fragments and scattered on the ground, and the brilliant sword light did not dissipate much, instantly piercing the chest of Li Badao.

A bloody hole as thick as a bowl appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the rich blood swayed, dyeing the grass under their feet red in an instant.

The sword dissipated, Yang Xuan supported the ground with a sword, gasping violently, the wind sword was only used at the beginning, but the effect was surprisingly good, such a terrifying power, although it was not as good as the sword of benevolence, but it was better than Yang Xuan's initial control.

On the other hand, Li Badao looked at his chest in amazement, through the big hole in the thick mouth of the bowl, he could almost see the beating heart, the blood was dripping continuously, and his clothes were dyed red in a moment.

The originally powerful aura continued to decay like a tide until it completely dissipated.

Li Badao raised his head in amazement, the horror in his eyes never faded, his knees fell to the ground weakly, and his mouth seemed to want to say something, but he opened and closed several times, and finally, he fell to the ground.

A strong man in the realm of the Second Tribulation Divine Power was seriously injured and fainted.