As soon as Xia Xuan looked up, he looked up at the sword light of the giant crescent moon.

As soon as his eyes flashed, the human being disappeared from the spot. The sixth-grade black lotus turned into a lightning-like beast. At the moment when the sword light fell, it had already covered the golden iron urn through the sky.

Jin Tiewen stood there tensely, motionless, seemingly sound.

And Xia Xuan was already behind him.

At the same time, the giant crescent moon blade had just fallen, and the rocks on the ground were overwhelmed and a deep trench was directly cracked.

"So fast!!" Tu Qiong frowned...

She was about to take action again, but Ji Qianling raised her hand to block it.

Ji Qianling saw that everything was just right and was about to stop. Since he gave a deterrent, he would be able to speak down and he was about to speak.

But before the words could be said, the giant man, who was more than two meters tall in the golden iron urn, began to scream miserably.

Looking at the evil demons of the Hidden Demon Sect, they saw hundreds of fish scale patterns blooming on the body of the steel-like beast of Elder Jin.

The fish scale pattern became darker and darker, and the wound first turned white, followed by light red, and then dark red.

Countless blood was sprayed out of Elder Jin's body by the true energy, and then his piece of flesh fell to the ground one by one.

The mountain wind blew, and every time it blew, it would blow away a lot of meat. In just a few blinks, Elder Jin became a skeleton rack with only a little bit of flesh and blood, and was particularly scary in the rustling autumn wind.

As soon as the wind was strong, "he" lost his balance and fell into a pool of blood on the ground with a "thump". The whole thing was shattered, and the remains of hand bones, knuckles, ribs, etc. were scattered all over the ground.

The ghost-faced man behind him shook the peach wood branch and shook off a drop of blood from it.

The evil spirit is full of burning!

Even the demon disciples who saw many strange killing methods were shocked by this scene.

Scream.

This is basically instant kill.

And it is so cruel and so evil in seconds!

This scene was like a big hand slapped Ji Qianling again, closing his mouth that he originally wanted to open.

The audience was silent, but soon, they were crushed by Tuqiong's cold snorkeling.

The elder of the hidden demon sect in gray clothes, as the formation master, has now received the blessing of 1,800 demon disciples with the formation. The individual strength has been greatly improved in this group of blessings. Although the demon disciples are much worse than the secret demon soldiers, they are enough to give a formation master the confidence to take action.

Tu Qiu took action.

Just like a leading general who came out to fight alone...

Shadows of gray pass by.

In the whistling sound, one thousand eight hundred gossips gathered towards her, causing her to develop the third level of force outside her "blood strength" and "true energy". This is the power of the army!

This power is not comparable to that of the "Second Dantian Power" that Jin Iron Gun has collected through the remnants of "The Great Journey of Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Journey", and has seized many women's red pills.

With the power of the general, killing is common for the general with the more rank, the stronger the command and the stronger his own force, and the elite soldiers are, the strong enough formations are, and the number of people is enough. Not to mention the first-rate killing, even the second-rate, third-rate, and fourth-rate are all possible. This is the perversion of the formation master.

Tu Qiong knew that Xia Xuan was extremely fast, so he did not slash out the sword light from a distance. Instead, he stepped on the void and flew into the air. The huge force contained in the sword in his hand shocked the space, and instantly condensed a phantom like a substance.

The heart of heaven fluctuates, and the vibration becomes an image.

The phantom was quickly and clearly. When it flew in front of Xia Xuan, it was already three feet long. The giant shadow, which was nearly ten meters high, raised its long sword and slashed it down on its head.

Xia Xuan raised his hand, shook off the bloody peach branch and then bloomed the sixth-grade black lotus. The black lotus was twisted, but only a gap was made on the long knife, but the dead branches were just dead branches after all, and it seemed to have reached its limit at this time, and it made a "bang bang" explosion sound.

The wood chips shattered, and the black lotus also withered with the wind.

The power of Tu Qiong's long sword in his hand did not diminish at all. Instead, he approached with her body, and changed to slashing, and changed from fighting to storm towards Xia Xuan's chest.

A huge shadow of three feet condensed by a thousand eight hundred people, and the sword light was dazzling.

Tu Qiong's move even captured the opportunity when the opponent's old power was gone and the new power had not yet emerged.

Bang!!

No surprise, the knife quickly slashed the ghost-faced man.

A layer of explosive explosion sensation in the air.

However, Tu Qiong did not feel any sense of slashing the truth. The saint in front of him was penetrated by a knife, and his whole body was twisted again, turning into a trace of black stripes, like waves of black water, and then disappeared.

Tu Qiong cut the sky with one knife, and it was like the previous golden iron jar, with his whole body tense, his spiritual sense scattered, and searching for the target.

Too fast!

This type of attack speed opponent is like a ghost, and it is particularly difficult to deal with!

But normally, once such an opponent is cut by himself, even if he is not injured, he will be weakened.

There is no omnipotence in the martial arts, each has its own strengths and weaknesses.

Tu Qiong quickly analyzed that his brain was spinning extremely fast.

And when she turned her head, she saw the holy master wearing a bronze ghost face.

Xia Xuan was still standing in front of a peach tree that had already withered in the autumn wind. His voice was a little uncontrollable and cold, with a little smile. He asked a strange sentence: "Have you seen a black lotus with nine-leaf petals?"

"What?"

Tu Qiong was instinctively stunned.

And it was this shocking skill that she saw the ghost-faced man picking off another two-foot peach wood branch, and saw ink-like lotus petals outlined on the bare peach branch.

The lotus petals form, and the nine grades are opened.

The third grade is as fast as a ghost.

The sixth grade can transform the vital energy.

What if you are a ninth grade...?

Tu Qiong realized that the offensive of the Nine-Leaf Lotus should be stronger than just now, so she calmed down. Although the long sword was too late to dance, her true energy had already filled her whole body and could react at any time. She had a stronger military aura around her, which could be arranged by her.

The two of them fought very quickly, and the audience around them had no time to react or make any comments in this short sword.

Ji Qianling was shocked by the instant kill of the Golden Iron Urn. At this time, when he saw this second fight, he finally had a trace of other thoughts in his heart...

He wanted to see how strong this saint is.

The Nine-leaf Lotus opens in one moment.

It has just opened far away and is already in front of you.

It was not in front of Tu Qiong, but in front of the 1,0800 demon disciples.

[Twelve-grade Black Lotus Sword Song] Focus on killing, massacre, not assassination.

Assassinate one person, massacre a group.

The ghostly speed allowed Xia Xuan to pass directly through the waiting Tuqiong, who was slashed with peach branches, and the huge ninth-grade black lotus had turned into a diffuse black lotus wheel.

The lotus wheel was like a knife wheel, and it quickly entered the military formation. Blood splattered and a wailing instantly rose.

In just one moment, countless lives have been harvested.

As life faded, Tu Qiu's power was rapidly weakening.

When she reacted and hurriedly turned around and attacked behind her, Xia Xuanru had been waiting for her to do this action, this flaw,

So, almost the same moment she turned around, her figure had disappeared.

When it appeared again, a peach branch had already passed through the heart of the gray-clothed elder.

The tip of the branches came out of the chest and was stained with blood.

Xia Xuan and Tu Qiong approached each other for a moment, and the world was as still as if it was a moment.

Before Tu Qiong said anything or did anything to make a move before he died, he felt that the true energy of the peach branch inserted into his heart was instantly emitted.
Chapter completed!