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"Sure enough, the ignorant are fearless. It was ridiculous to think that by killing a few low-level disciples of my White Tiger Sect, he would be arrogant to the point of despising everyone. In this case, today I will let you know that my White Tiger Gate has stood in Jingzhou for more than 300 years, and it is by no means in vain. ”

Hu Bisheng was still standing at the top of the canopy, opening his mouth and spewing out a stream of blue ice gas, and after a whirl in the air, he pointed towards Kanto.

This seemingly random move, when the blue ice qi came to the top of Kanto's head, it suddenly "clicked" and spread into one hundred and eight thin Xiaoice cones.

Each ice pick, only the size of a thumb, contains extremely terrifying energy, falling densely, like a gust of storm.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a strong person in the early spirit stage, and as soon as he makes a move, he reveals a magical power that far surpasses that of ordinary fetal period monks.

Seeing this, Kanto's face was solemn, but there was no panic in his eyes, his hands continued to stroke in the air, and the sound of "snort" sounded, and he actually pulled out circles with aura above his head. If you look closely, all of these circles are cyclones, spinning endlessly.

When the ice pick fell, it made a "poof" sound, and without exception, it fell into the cyclone and disappeared. The next moment, Kanto's big hand pushed forward, and one hundred and eight ice picks appeared again, only this time, in the direction of the iron peg tree where Hu Bisheng was standing.

When Hu Bisheng reacted, it was already a little late. The iron peg tree was bombarded by this one hundred and eight icicles, and instantly turned into a pile of sawdust and collapsed. As a last resort, this Hu Bisheng had to rise into the air and leave that place of settlement.

was actually forced to be so wolf by a fetal monk, Hu Bisheng was a little embarrassed. Suddenly, the backhand took out the wooden sword from behind his back, and the aura flickered in mid-air, and with a "snort", a thunderbolt visible to the naked eye flashed on the sword body.

Almost at the same time, an arc of lightning appeared above Kanto's head, and it slashed down with lightning speed.

Hu Bisheng has already moved his true anger, and he must behead this son under the sword to eliminate the anger in his heart, so he will naturally not show mercy.

After hearing the thunder above his head, Kanto couldn't help but be startled, he didn't expect this Hu Bisheng to move so quickly.

However, he still remained calm, and his palm slapped on the spirit storage bag, and with a "snap", a cyan light appeared, flickering violently in the palm of his hand, turning into a bronze shield.

This shield was something he found from Jin Yulin's spirit storage bag, and it had been left at the bottom of the bag and had not been used, but now it was used for the first time, but it was used against a primordial spiritual monk, which was really emotional to think about. Of course, he didn't care about emotion, pinched a trick in his hand, and a colorful aura suddenly appeared on the shield surface, and strange-shaped runes appeared, intertwining in the air.

These runes actually condensed into a larger bronze shield in the place above the head of Kanto. However, it can be seen very clearly that this shield obviously has no substance, and it is completely composed of runes and light shields, which protects his entire person.

After he had completed these preparations, the arc of lightning finally fell, and with a "click", it slashed the light shield. A large area of aura and runes was forcibly stripped out, and the entire light shield was dimmed.

At the same time, Kanto also felt the bronze shield in his hand sink.

Blocked.

Kanto raised his eyes and saw that arc of electricity being bounced open, and his heart suddenly rejoiced, and his confidence in this bronze shield soared.

"Hey, you actually have an extremely rare defensive magic weapon, and this magic weapon seems to be a little extraordinary?" Hu Bisheng saw that the blow he was determined to win was actually fruitless, and after being stunned for a moment, his face became even more gloomy.

Kanto was thinking in his heart, it was really worthy of Jin Yulin's body, even such a seemingly ordinary shield was a superb spiritual weapon, only a little worse than the fetal treasure. Otherwise, in the face of that weird arc of electricity, he really didn't have the confidence to completely block it.

Kanto didn't answer, and slapped the spirit storage bag three times in a row again, and three consecutive light clusters appeared, turning into three spirit swords of different colors in his chest, one green, one yellow, and one red.

These three spirit swords were like swimming fish, and after circling around Kanto's side, they made a slight buzzing sound, turning into three sword rays and slashing towards Hu Bisheng one after another. It has never been Kanto's character to defend and not attack, so after defending against Hu Bisheng's blow, Kanto was ready to counterattack.

Hu Bisheng was really a little shocked when he saw Kanto's hand, and said incredulously: "Sword Formation, you can actually use three uses of one heart and use the method of Sword Formation?

You must know that under normal circumstances, only after the initiation stage monk has developed a divine consciousness, can he have multi-purpose supernatural powers. And the monk in the fetal period, no matter how powerful he is, at most he is only single-minded.

Consciousness?

The corners of Kanto's mouth curled, he really hadn't developed a divine sense yet, but he had five independent spirit seals, and he could naturally control five flying swords at the same time. Nowadays, the control of zhì three handles is to maintain maximum accuracy. After all, the more spirit swords he possessed, the greater the spiritual power he would consume. What he pursues is refinement but not more, and the three spirit swords are already the maximum number he can use freely.

With his current attainments in the formation, it is not difficult to integrate into the sword formation. Of course, how incredible this qiē is to outsiders is not something he needs to consider.

Hu Bisheng found that he had to reassess the strength of this son. He put away the contemptuous heart just now, opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of ice gas, which merged into the wooden sword, and in an instant, the arc-shaped electric rays of the wooden sword were flourishing, connected into a piece, and between all the electric rays, there was a puff of ice-colored mist.

When the first red spirit sword slashed at the electric light, there was a "click", and it was directly shattered.

Immediately after, the second yellow spirit sword flew in, and all the arc-shaped lightning rays trembled violently, and more than a dozen lightning rays actually cracked. A huge net composed of electric rays suddenly appeared a gap.

The last blue spirit sword instantly penetrated the power grid and went straight to Hu Bisheng's chest.

Hu Bisheng's eyes flashed, his palms were staggered, and he slapped thirteen palms in front of him in a row, each palm was full of cold. These cold airs covered a considerable area, and even froze dozens of zhang of space in front of them.

The blue spirit sword was faster than lightning at first, but when it entered this frozen area, it was as if it had encountered great resistance, and its speed was reduced little by little, and although it finally barely penetrated, it was already at the end of its strong crossbow.

"Hey, I also said that you really learned the art of sword formation, it turned out to be just a silver-like pewter spear head, which is useless. ”

Seeing this, Hu Bisheng couldn't help but let out a sigh and laughed proudly.

You know, he didn't even master the sword formation technique, if it really appeared on a fetal breath monk, it would be unreasonable? Fortunately, the so-called sword formation of this son is still just a not complicated application derived from the Great Imperial Sword Technique.

Thinking like this, he suddenly had a contemptuous thought, and actually learned from what Kanto had just done, and stretched out two fingers towards the blue long sword.

He was full of confidence, and with his own cultivation, he would never miss in the face of this blue spirit sword, whose speed had been reduced by more than half.

"Really?"

Kanto, who had been silent for almost most of the battle, suddenly showed a strange smile at this time.

The moment Hu Bisheng saw this smile, he had a bad premonition.

He immediately tried to withdraw his right hand from the sword, but it was too late. With a "snort", a red sword suddenly shot out from the blue spirit sword, and the speed skyrocketed by more than ten times, cutting off his two fingers in an instant.

"Ahh

Hu Bisheng was thrown into a mess by this change, and when he wanted to sacrifice a spiritual weapon to resist, it was too late.

The red sword light reached his Adam's apple in the blink of an eye, without a moment's pause.

"Poof!"

With just that, it shot through Hu Bisheng's throat, and a stream of blood shot out and spilled onto the blades of the iron peg tree below.

Hu Bisheng clutched his throat, his face was red, and he said word by word in a hoarse voice: "The ...... Fourth Sword ...... Good...... Good calculation. Then, there was another "clucking" sound in his throat, and he finally fell.

He didn't expect that when the Kanto surface was only three spirit swords, he actually used the sword array to cover and hide the fourth sword.

And this is his real killer move