Ads Xuanyuan Hong and the cold young man had already discovered that the Confucian old man was in a predicament, and they all knew that if they delayed any longer, the Confucian old man would definitely be swallowed by the blue light of the demon.- In this way, the threat of the Demon Blue Light to them is likely to be greater and stronger than that of the Confucian Old Man.The situation of the battle will inevitably change subversively in an instant, and it is really not something they can predict.After all, even the old Confucian scholars who specialize in poison cultivation can't do anything, so what can they do Unfortunately, even the two of them are powerless to rescue them at the moment.They themselves are in danger.Forcibly holding down the shock in his heart, the cold young man gritted his teeth and slapped it on his chest.Almost at the same time, the cold young man's mouth spit out a stream of green cold essence.Driven by this cold and energetic spirit, the flying sword dancing in his hand was even more powerful.With a sneering sound, he sneered and slashed straight towards Zhao Xiang.This is the strongest killing move of the cold youth, and it is the maximum limit that he can use with this killing move.This killing trick is rarely used by the cold youth, and he will never use it without authorization until it is a matter of life and death, because its counter-devouring effect is extremely large.The main reason is that spewing out life essence to increase its power will inevitably affect the root of its cultivation.It's not as simple or easy as treating an injury.The so-called killing 1,000 enemies and injuring 800 yourself.It can be seen that the cold young man's complexion is extremely depressed at this time.His eyes were dull and unfocused, like an old man lying on a sickbed after a long illness, almost no different from a wasted person.Once a monk lacks mana essence, then his combat ability is not even as good as that of an ordinary warrior.This was the strongest blow of the cold youth, and he could only unleash this killing move.If he can't do any more, then he will definitely die."
The flying sword turned out to be a flying sword with unparalleled power, and its killing machine" Facing the flying sword that shot out and was full of sword intent, Zhao Xiang muttered to himself with a squint of eyes.Under the condition that his body could not move freely, Zhao Xiang's face was filled with a meaningful sneer.Xuanyuan Hong and the cold young man subconsciously felt a kind of unclear and unexplained unpleasantness.However, Zhao Xiang's actions in the next moment made the two of them ecstatic.Almost at the same time, they were as cold as if they had fallen into an ice cave.In the middle of the courtyard is on top of a pavilion.Zhao Xiang's figure fell from the top of the collapsed pavilion.At the same time, Zhao Xiang stretched out two fingers under his hand and gently pinched them away.Xuanyuan Hong and the cold young man saw Zhao Xiang's near-suicide move with their own eyes, and they almost couldn't help but laugh three times in a row.In the eyes of Xuanyuan Hong and the cold youth, this battle can be declared jieshu, and there is no need to go on.Both of them knew how powerful this trick was, but those who had seen it died.Even if he Xuanyuan Hong used the strongest means, he didn't dare to confront this flying sword head-on.Not to mention the so-called strong man who is not more than thirty years old.In Xuanyuan Hong's mind, at this moment, he had already begun to imagine the excitement of Zhao Xiang being split in half.He opened his mouth half-open all of a sudden, and he couldn't wait to let out cheers and celebrate the successful settlement of Zhao Xiang's life.Even if Zhao Xiang's physical body can carry a low-grade artifact, it must have the strength of a strong person above the peak in the late stage of the Great God.If Zhao Xiang is only in the late stage of the partial god or the early stage of the great god, what is the need for Jixu to fight in this battle, Jihi will admit defeat early.No, no, that's just looking for death.Who had ever seen anyone who could escape from the sword of the cold young man who was in the process of fighting against Zhao Xiang, when he saw the sneer on Zhao Xiang's face, he immediately felt a naked humiliation.This smile made the cold young man not be as proud as Xuanyuan Hong, but let out a shrieked roar.The Buddha power and divine power of the whole body surged out, and a mouthful of essence blood shot out again, and the flying sword that had reached the limit increased its power by another point.Wrapped in a sneering sound of breaking the sky, the flying sword slashed at the two fingers stretched out by Zhao Xiang.The sounds of collisions, bone cracks, and knuckles falling out that would have been inevitable did not appear.The scene of blood splattering like a flower that was bound to occur did not appear.Not even the dazzling light that would surely appear.The flying sword of a hundred shots rested firmly between the two jade-white fingers.There was not even a slight tremor, just a gentle and unmistakable chill that was extremely quiet and tame.It seems that the endless killing machines that burst out and the evil aura that swept around were illusions at all.This quiet, dreamlike feeling is only a fleeting moment.Then, the blue light on the flying sword began to flicker.Of course, it's not a flickering oyang that goes straight in all directions and is like a violent sweep.Instead, it traveled along the blade of the sword to the palm that released it, spreading like a moving subtitle.And then, there was no more, and everything was reduced to nothingness.When Lan Sensen's light passed on jieshu like lightning, everything came to an end.The flying sword is still the same flying sword, but the sharp edge is no longer there, as new and pale as a blank piece of paper."
This is impossible" "Huh, how did you break the soul connection with the flying sword" opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the violent young man Yang Yi locked on the hole on the top of the pavilion, looking demented.He couldn't see the flying sword anymore, but he was still trying to feel the hard information.The flying sword, which had accompanied him for tens of thousands of years and was more familiar and close than his own hands, had completely lost contact, even the slightest connection.Is it a battle, or run away from the bow, how can there be any arrows to turn back In the past million years, the violent youth has never and will never think that he will face a difficult choice because of him, the cold youth, Yang Yi, learned this trick Flying Sword, the sword of the Flying Sword of Destruction is not an absolute henchman given by the ancient Xuanyuan family of the Wuji God Realm, and he will definitely not enjoy this honor Even if it is the bloodline of the Xuanyuan family, he will not necessarily learn this trick to take Xuanyuan Honglai, he is the bloodline, but unfortunately, The head of the family, the old emperor, did not give him this trick, but now what is the use of thinking about this, the cold young man muttered in his heart, the flying sword was destroyed, and the combat power was only two or three at most, and the old man was completely finished, what should I do next, is it tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg to kill himself, can he escape, Xuanyuan Hong was even more apprehensive or even frightened and desperate at this moment.The terrifying strength displayed by Zhao Xiang made him feel even more mysterious about seeing flowers in the fog.The reason why he didn't immediately turn around and run away was because he clearly saw that when he took the flying sword, the aura on Zhao Xiang's body suddenly became disordered.Xuanyuan Hong could tell that the aura was high and low and difficult to control, and he was by no means pretending.After sweeping Zhao Xiang's face, Xuanyuan Hong even found that Zhao Xiang seemed to be enduring some kind of pain that was inhumane to outsiders.Xuanyuan Hong thought of a kind of affirmative daan at any time, and his heart suddenly became hot, "The flying sword is really so good, and there are more than ten people who have the power to die under it" "Hmph, the deity doesn't believe that you Zhao Xiang has the ability to pass" "Right now, your breath is disordered, the inner demons are not clear, how can the peach blossom fragrance really be so easy to break" "If this is the case, then even the head of the family, the old emperor, can not be afraid of this and defend two or three points" "Now that Zhao Xiang is at the weakest time, it is a good opportunity for the deity to start" Fighting in the courtyard again, his Zhao Xiang's body is restricted" "Could it be that the third son of the Xuanyuan family is a dignified deity, and he has been cultivating for millions of years, and he is not as strong as Zhao Xiang, who is less than three years old" "Hehe, even if you are physically strong, what about this deity This courtyard itself is a artifact" "Even if it is at the expense of the Confucian old man and the cold youth, it will definitely be nothing" "According to the fengy that was just opened, the old emperor of the family" "The two of them are actually the nourishment of this artifact" "After they die, they will turn into an energy and be absorbed by the artifact, instantly enhance the artifact's supernatural powers" "hehe, I see, one will be peach blossoms, and the other can use the world-destroying flying sword, jihi in order to improve this artifact" However, the old emperor, the head of the ancient Xuanyuan family who was far away in the Wuji God Realm, was full of sadness at this moment.He couldn't sense the aura of Xuanyuan Hong No. 4 in the Xuanyuan Mansion of the Buddha City in the Buddha Realm at all.It's just that I faintly felt that the breath of peach blossom fragrance disappeared, and the breath of the world-destroying flying sword also disappeared.Because of a kind of supernatural power and a flying sword, he, the old emperor, has a trace of soul imprint on it.For an emperor, it is too simple to put a soul mark on a supernatural power or artifact.If you want the cultivators below the emperor to not be able to find this mark, there is no difficulty.It was precisely because he sensed that his soul had lost the faint connection between the peach blossom fragrance and the flying sword, and the old emperor determined that the old Confucian old man and the cold young man had both created and even lost their lives.Because of this, the old emperor forcibly used his supernatural power to activate fengy's fengy in the depths of Xuanyuan Hong's soul with the help of burning natal essence blood.This fengy is also a precautionary measure for the old emperor, but he never imagined that it would come in handy now.As a result, Xuanyuan Hong, who was originally in the seemingly main position and the actual guest, turned into an anti-guest and became the core figure.What Xuanyuan Hong never knew was that in his eyes and heart, the old emperor did not treat Xuanyuan Hong as a person.He's a thing, a bait, not even an ant.As long as Zhao Xiang is caught, the mission will be completed.At the worst, Zhao Xiang will also be killed.Even if it's sacrificed, it doesn't matter.And for Xuanyuan Hong, who opened a fengy in the depths of his soul, it was tantamount to injecting a shot of strength.Originally, Xuanyuan Hong faintly felt that his status in the Xuanyuan family was not high.Even sometimes he noticed that the old emperor ignored his eyes.After opening this fengy, he immediately decided that his previous feelings were completely misunderstood.He, Xuanyuan Hong, the core existence of the Jihi Xuanyuan family, the old emperor did not despise him at all, but took a fancy to him.In this case, the old emperor would definitely not watch him Xuanyuan Hong die in vain.Xuanyuan Shijia Ken still has no secret moves.Why is the deity afraid of Zhao Xiangzhi: