"There is a stone in the world, and I, Bai Qi, owned eight dou."

A hundred years ago, in the chaotic Spring and Autumn times, this swordsman named "Bai Qi" emerged from the air, holding a three-foot Zhao Si sword, went to Zhongzhou alone, and slaughtered one by one tiger, and occupied the heavy city.

The "Killing God Tower" was built, and hundreds of soldiers were hung on it. After 60 years, no one could shake his throne of "the best in the world".

He fought nine thousand miles in one body, and had a sword that once blocked millions of troops.

In this spring and autumn, whether it is a martial arts tycoon or a hero in the temple, it is just a cloud of clouds to Bai Qi.

When a man is angry, blood splatters five steps; when the emperor is angry, he will be buried in a million corpses.

In this spring and autumn, Bai Qi is both a martial artist and a emperor. He is covered with millions of blood on his hands and no longer takes human life seriously. If I don’t bully you, don’t think about bullying me. Even if I bully you, what can you do to me?

Yu Bai Qi, anyone who makes him upset has only one end, that is: death.

There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and you need to lower your eyebrows when you meet me.

In the Qingxiao Spirit Realm, whether it is martial arts or bad temper, he is definitely the "No. 1 in the world". Looking at the fainting Ye Junlin on Old Wu's back, he raised his eyebrows. Could this young man with beautiful eyebrows be his "enemies of his life"?

joke.

Bai Qi's chest was filled with energy, and the sword energy lasted across the Yellow River. The energy returned to the mysterious orifice, and let it be natural.

On the hilt of Zhao Si, the golden silk threads wrapped around the sword danced with the sword energy.

The old sword god Wu Qi was slightly shocked and handed over Ye Junlin to Ning Kunlun.

He casually folded down a inferior 'Jin King' sword' and stopped Ning Kunlun: "Take them away."

Ning Kunlun bit the corner of his mouth and rode his horse away with a large army.

On the banks of the Yellow River, there is silent. Only Bai Qi, Lu Dangxin, Qi Jianxin and Wu Qi stand by the river.

"It seems that you are going to stop me." Bai Qi said.

"nonsense."

Qi Jianxin was ready to die, and the black iron "Sky-Breaking Spear" in his hand gradually became golden.

The name of the gun is "Potian" and the technique of the gun is "Potian". Qi Jianxin has fought on the battlefield for 12 years. I don't know how many lives this gun has harvested. The young man's chivalry at that time was no longer there, and Qi Jianxin, who was in his thirties, was more stable.

The two people who realized the great way in the "Martial Emperor Mausoleum" finally met. Bai Qi looked at Qi Jianxin and was full of fighting spirit.

Zhao Si's sword was wrapped in silver thread, and the sword was golden. Bai Qi pulled the sword out of the sheath, and the sword light shone on the nineteen states.

Qi Jianxin's spear broke through the air, his eyes were as sharp as torch.

Dark horse, black spear, green plum wine, who is the opponent in the world?

When the guns and swords first intersect, two terrifying forces scattered everywhere. The water of the Yellow River surged and the earth shook.

Every time the Sky-Breaking Spear and Zhao Sijian touched each other, Zhao Sijian would blow out a string of clear sounds like dragon sounds, trembling melodiously. Every time it hit, Qi Jianxin, holding the gun in both hands, trembled violently all over his body.

The "Breaking the Sky-Breaking Gun" is extremely mysterious. Every time Qi Jianxin shoots out, he looks elegant and has no trace of anger. But after one shot, the surrounding rocks are broken into several pieces, and sand and stones are flying.

Qi Jianxin suddenly swung the "Sky-Breaking Spear" and swept out. Bai Qi drew his sword to block it, and with a loud bang, Mars was like water. If it were an ordinary weapon, it would have been broken long ago.

Bai Qi exerted force, and the golden black light soared into the sky. Qi Jianxin's body was shot straight out, and the sky-breaking spear in his hand changed from black black to deep purple.

Qi Jianxin threw the Sky-Breaking Spear high, as high as the sky attracts thunder.

Several thunders fell down with a loud bang, as thick as a stone pillar. Bai Qi was not afraid of having to take it with one hand. Qi Jianxin's body slashed up, a little cold light arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

"Three Styles of Breaking the Sky!"

Countless thunders rolled down, Bai Qi closed his eyes and calmed down.

"Killing God Sword Technique!"

His body was flowing in the air, and several thunders were cut off.

Qi Jianxin's face finally showed a look of despair. He adjusted his breath and fought again, and was about to swing his gun. Bai Qi's figure suddenly disappeared, Zhao Sijian came out, and a sword pierced Qi Jianxin's chest.

The sword energy is like a hook, cutting through the weak heart, creating new vitality, and cutting it off on the spot.

The "Breaking Sky Spear" turned from deep purple to green, floating in the air, as if it was an external force, it bent instantly, and the gun body was like an arc, hitting Bai Qi heavily.

After spraying several mouthfuls of blood, Bai Qi flew back a hundred meters away, and his blood was rolling.

Continuous combat has made the body of this "peerless killer god" worse, and its combat power is no longer enough to be 60%.

The old sword god Wu Qi sighed and said, "This young man is a real hero!"

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On the bank of the Yellow River, Lu Donxin looked at Bai Qi, whose strength had been greatly reduced, and thoughtful.

Wei Wuji, Hu Jinming, Feng Sihai, Qi Jianxin, and the four new and old masters of Qingxiao, went one after another, even at the cost of life and cultivation, in order to weaken Bai Qi's power and let Ye Junlin kill Bai Qi in swords and end this chaotic world.

Lv Wangjing doesn’t value fame, and what he wishes in his life will be peace in the world.

So, the monk in white decided to take advantage of others' danger.

The energy of the body surged and the earth swayed.

Lu Dangxin turned into a white rainbow, passing by in the sky, and the water of the Yellow River surged thousands of feet behind him. Lu Dangxin started his hand and the water of the Yellow River was like a yellow ribbon, hanging in the air.

"Lu should be careful to use this river to fight Lord Killing God!"

Lu Dangxin pulled the entire Yellow River with one hand, and the water flooded Bai Qi. Bai Qi did not care about his injuries and slashed several sections of the Yellow River. Lu Dangxin gathered his strength again, and a Yellow River condensed into a long dragon and swallowed straight towards Bai Qi.

The jade talisman in Bai Qi's chest suddenly let out a long roar, and a huge black tiger halfway up the mountain roared out.

It is actually the seventh rank of the king level.

The riverside trembles, dragons and tigers fight.

"Don't be crazy."

Lu Dangxin's whole body was full of white light, like a god in the sky. The clouds in the nine heavens drooped down. His fists were like the wind, and the white mysterious light condensed into a Buddha's sword. When the Buddha's sword fell, the huge tiger was instantly cut off one claw and fled back.

Bai Qi was furious. The tiger accompanied him for most of the spring and autumn. Now that he was injured, how could he not be angry?

Zhao Sijian danced like the wind, Bai Qi's figure disappeared in the air, and when he appeared again, he had already come to Lu Dangxin.

Lu Dangxin's face was as usual, and his whole body was full of golden light.

"Immortal Golden Body!"

Zhao Si Jian arrived, and the "Killing God Sword Technique" cut through the sky. Bai Qi took four moves and 16 moves. The sword was swung on Lu Dangxin, but Lu Dangxin was unscathed.

Bai Qi retreated a few meters and was amazed: "Lu Dangxin, the 'White-clothed Monk', is indeed well-known."

Lu Daoxin started fighting again, but Lao Wu stopped him: "We are unreasonable because we bully the few with the more and bully the weak with the strong. How can we make mistakes again and again?"

Lu Douxin put his hands together and performed a Buddhist ritual: "The little monk only serves the people, not the face."

Bai Qi looked at Lao Wu, put his sword back and bowed: "My younger brother Bai Qi, I have seen Senior Wu."

Wu Qi withdrew his gaze and sighed.

"A young man named Bai, can I give me a face today?"

"Senior, please speak."

"You go back today. I dare to bet in a month. I will definitely go to Zhongzhou City to fight your life and death with you. At that time, no matter what the result is, I will never interfere."

Bai Qi smiled softly and bowed to Lao Wu again.

"Just as the old senior said."

Bai Qi left with a wave of his sleeves, without taking away a cloud.

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Chapter completed!