Wherever I brushed, it hurts when I was burning, my clothes were torn, and my wounds were exposed. The bones were visible, and blood kept pouring out of it, but it was not in the way.

"You really surprised me. I already have such strength, but you are still a little tender. The Xiao family doesn't want something like you, die!"

Xiao Fusheng looked at Xiao Cheng resentfully, and his whole aura slowly retracted, as if everything was settled.

Xiao Cheng frowned. Seeing Xiao Fusheng's appearance, he seemed to be able to take him. After a while, he was just a draw. Where did Xiao Fusheng get the confidence?

Xiao Cheng suddenly felt something was wrong, so he reached out to touch his face, and couldn't help but feel shocked, his mouth disappeared!

My mouth was missing, and my nose was smooth. I tried to open my mouth, but my mouth didn't exist at all.

Could it be the closed-mouth mantra seal? When did Xiao Fusheng cast the closed-mouth mantra seal on himself? Did he attach the closed-mouth mantra seal to the Pure Yang Arrow and shoot it, and was wiped and then hit the closed-mouth mantra seal?

Although I hate Xiao Fusheng very much, I have to admit that Jiang is still old and has such a careful calculation. Invincible under the Golden Pill is indeed well-known.

A cultivator loses his mouth and loses 90% of his strength. Because he cannot recite the Taoist Technique, he cannot use Taoist Techniques, and he cannot even move the flying sword.

Xiao Fusheng smiled hideously, and pointed a sword, and a flying sword filled with light flew out of the air, slowly becoming larger in the void, turning into a giant sword that was three meters long and half a meter wide.

The giant sword let out a light sound, and then broke through the air and attacked Xiao Cheng's face.

Although Xiao Cheng has the powerful spiritual sense of the first and second level of the Golden Pill, he cannot shake Xiao Fusheng's innate peak flying sword, and at most he can deal with flying swords below the eighth level of the innate level.

The flying sword was extremely fast and arrived almost instantly.

As the flying sword stabbed Xiao Cheng in the face, Xiao Fusheng looked at the dying Xiao Cheng and suddenly burst into laughter in a nervous manner: "Haha, Qi Yi, I'll avenge you! Haha..."

The flying sword was getting closer and closer, and Xiao Cheng used his spiritual sense to lock the flying sword tightly. When the tip of the flying sword was still two meters away from him, Xiao Cheng gently raised his right hand and suddenly stretched out his middle finger to condense his true energy into the middle finger. His fingertips steadily faced the tip of the giant flying sword.

"Ding! Buzz--"

A crisp and sharp sound made my scalp numb, followed by a melodious buzzing sound.

Xiao Fusheng laughed but stopped abruptly, just like a duck whose throat was suddenly blocked, staring at this incredible scene with wide eyes.

He saw his giant flying sword three meters long and half a meter wide floating in the air and unable to move forward. At the tip of the giant flying sword, a middle finger was pressed against the giant flying sword, making the flying sword unable to move forward.

How is this possible? How could the flesh and blood body resist the flying sword? This thought flashed through Xiao Fusheng's mind.

Once the giant flying sword and Xiao Cheng's fingers were touched, they only stayed for less than a second before they were knocked out, and the tip of the giant sword was broken.

Don’t forget that Xiao Cheng’s finger is his flying sword. Although he cannot use the flying sword, it does not affect it..

Xiao Fusheng's flying sword is very large, which only means that there are many materials used. In fact, it is just a low-grade top-grade flying sword, which is much worse than Xiao Cheng's middle-grade flying sword, and his middle finger is the sharpest dry-font sword.

"Puff!" Xiao Fusheng spit out a mouthful of blood, and was immediately severely injured and fell to the ground.

His eyes widened, looking at Xiao Cheng as if he was looking at an evil ghost. The strength he had shown before was enough to shock him. Now Xiao Cheng actually blocked his flying sword with his flesh and blood body, and also broke the tip of the flying sword, but he only used one finger, still the middle finger!

This is completely beyond his understanding. Not to mention seeing it, he has even heard of it.

Xiao Fusheng was severely injured, and the curse seal was unbuttoned immediately. Xiao Cheng let out a long breath, feeling really uncomfortable without a mouth.

When Xiao Fusheng woke up from his horror, there was an ancient and exquisite flying sword on his eyebrows. The flying sword exuded a sharp sword energy, which was a little more terrifying than his big sword.

Looking at the flying sword that was so close to him, Xiao Fusheng's energy and spirit were as if he was pulled away, and he was completely depressed.

He didn't expect that he would be defeated by the most despised, disliked, and despised evil.

Once upon a time, Xiao Cheng was like an ant in his eyes. He would ravage whatever he wanted, but now he was trapped at the feet of an ant.

At the same time, he was extremely shocked. When did Xiao Cheng have such strength? How could he be so powerful? It took him more than 70 years to reach his current level. Xiao Cheng has always caused trouble and never worked hard. Where did this cultivation come from and descend from the sky?

It seems that Wang Qiyi’s revenge cannot be avenged.

"I am your grandfather, you can't kill me!" Xiao Fusheng glared at Xiao Cheng with resentment and continued: "If you kill me, you will be despised by the world for the rest of your life..."

Xiao Cheng glanced at Xiao Fusheng indifferently, ignored Xiao Fusheng's words, took out his cell phone from his pocket, found the recording file, pressed the play button, and the recordings were played clearly.

This recording was recorded by Wang Qiyi and Leng Yuchan’s conversation. At that time, Xiao Cheng placed his mobile phone under the wardrobe indoors, and the recording was very clear.

It is easy to hear the facts between the two of them. Wang Qiyi is an undercover agent who was placed in the Xiao family by Fang Tian Sect, and the deaths of the family's direct family over the past ten years were caused by Fang Tian Sect.

"Listen!" Xiao Cheng shouted coldly.

Xiao Fusheng closed his mouth and listened with his ears. Wang Qiyi's familiar voice came from inside.

In just three minutes of recording, Xiao Fusheng's face changed again and again as he heard that his face changed, and finally he showed a look of horror. His entire facial muscles kept twitching, extremely ferocious.

"No! This is impossible. This is what you lied to me. This is what you made. Now there is no fake that can't be done! No! No!"

No matter what, Xiao Fusheng didn't believe that Wang Qiyi, the disciple who had been with him for ten years, was actually an undercover agent of the Fang Tian Sect. Although he had believed it after listening to the recording, he still didn't want to believe it or dared not believe it.

Wang Qiyi was an undercover agent of Fang Tian Sect and directly killed all his sons and four grandsons. However, Wang Qiyi followed him for more than ten years and had been obeying him. So how should he deal with this matter if someone knew about it?

Xiao Fusheng stood up desperately, full of madness, staring at Xiao Cheng, his momentum kept rising, even more terrifying than when he was furious before. A rich layer of golden light appeared all over his body, like a golden man, and the blood vessels on his face burst out, which was very terrifying.

Then Xiao Fusheng rushed towards Xiao Cheng regardless of everything, not even paying attention to the flying sword between his eyebrows, and his figure was so irresistible.

Seeing that Xiao Fusheng had gone wild and lost his mind, Xiao Cheng stabbed Xiao Fusheng's legs with his sword.

"bite--"

A sharp metallic attack sounded, and the flying sword was broken open. Xiao Cheng was shocked to find that the flying sword had no effect on Xiao Fusheng at this time.

Could this be the invincible golden body of the Vajra described in the Songyang Heart Sutra? Xiao Fusheng actually forcibly burned the pure yang energy to activate the golden body, and wanted to kill him at all costs.

Seeing that Xiao Fusheng was getting closer and closer, Xiao Cheng knew that it was not the time to hesitate. Once he was hit by Xiao Fusheng, he would definitely die without life. Xiao Fusheng forced to burn the pure yang energy, and his strength was at least doubled.

It seems that you can only use the Eight Swords to seal the ultimate killing formation!

He originally planned to subdue Xiao Fusheng and record the recording for Xiao Fusheng to let Xiao Fusheng know Wang Qiyi's background. Then he tried to figure out the problems he had been puzzled by. Finally, based on the role Xiao Fusheng played in the death of his uncle and brother over the past ten years, he would consider how to deal with Xiao Fusheng.

But now it seems that it is just a luxury, and the change cannot keep up with the plan. Xiao Fu's determination to kill him has exceeded expectations.

The other seven flying swords slowly left their fingers and slung above them. But at this moment, a strong aura suddenly swept over the sky, like a sea tide, and the air around them suddenly became extremely sticky.

Xiao Cheng's heart was trembling and his brows were frowning tightly. Whose momentum was so powerful? It was definitely not the momentum of one of the two of them, but the momentum of the third person.

He had only seen such a powerful aura in his previous life in his master Wuhe Taoist. The person who came was definitely a powerful Jindan master.

This is the power of the powerful Jindan! Who is it?

"Buzz--"

The momentum enveloped the surroundings. The next moment, the entire sky suddenly sounded a tinnitus buzzing sound, just like countless sharp swords resonating.

"Huhuhu—" The wind sounded and got closer and closer.

"Swish swish--"

A series of sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and two hurricanes formed by countless sword energy spread across the sky, forming an arc. All the bamboos passing by were cut off by the laziness, and the break was extremely smooth.

Two sword energy hurricanes bypassed Xiao Cheng, gathered together in front of Xiao Fusheng, and rushed towards Xiao Fusheng violently.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, all the sword energy exploded. Xiao Fusheng, the golden body, was blown away by the sword energy hurricane, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out of his mouth. It was not stopped until he was fifty meters away. Blood oozed out of his seven orifices, and he was extremely injured.

Xiao Fusheng climbed up from the ground with difficulty and looked at the entrance of the bamboo forest. His eyes were filled with horror, which was even more shocking than seeing Xiao Cheng pick up the sword just now.

Xiao Cheng turned around and stared in place.

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