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Chapter 622 A Sword

Before he finished speaking, Xi Ying jumped up and landed on the grass in the garden.

Xi Ying was extremely tall, about an inch higher than him, and was imposing. Her legs were supported on the ground, with a strong and majestic posture of a mountain pavilion and mountain stands, and she no longer had the slightest appearance of a scholar.

His posture of standing is very strange. Even when he stands firmly like a mountain, he seems to drift to a certain position at any time.

Bai Xingjian knew that the purple qi of Tianluo's purple qi did not refer to the color of true qi, but the pigment of the skin when exercising the exercise, so he called it purple qi.

The most powerful thing about Ziqi Tianluo is that when the exercises are at its peak, the one who produces the exercises can lay layers of qi nets like weaving cloth in all directions of the enemy, and tie the opponent up like a caught fish, and cannot escape and die.

If Xi Ying really can achieve the ultimate level of random network layout, he will be the first person to become Ziqi Tianluo in nearly three hundred years.

However, Ziqi Tianluo Dacheng is indeed powerful, but it is even worse than the demon secret of the Yingui Sect. Bai Xingjian has now even comprehended the Daoxin Demon Great Dharma. He doesn't take it seriously just Ziqi Tianluo.

I saw Bai Xingjian standing in the garden, like a green pine, standing upright without moving, without any movement because of the mat.

Seeing this, Xi Ying frowned slightly. He couldn't find any flaws from Bai Xingjian's body.

Moreover, as time goes by, an inexplicable fear arises in my heart.

The windows facing this side are all silly, and they are unwilling to miss this life-and-death battle between top experts in the world.

After two circles, Xi Yingziran stood opposite Yueshan, with a disdainful smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, his eyes shining brightly, but his tone is surprisingly peaceful, he shook his head and sighed:

"Since Xi's Ziqi Tianluo has been recognized as an opponent by me, there are only a few people. If you weren't seeking death by yourself, I really don't want to fight you. If you have any last words, just say it. For the sake of being your senior, maybe you can still achieve it for you."

While speaking, Xi Ying's eyes were exposed to purple qi, and it produced expansion and fluctuation energy with itself as the center, just like the space is constantly expanding, which is completely opposite to the mysterious demon.

"No need to be so troublesome. Regardless of the outcome today, I will only use one sword. If this sword cannot break your purple Qi Tianluo, Song will return to Lingnan now and not go one step further from Lingnan."

Everyone was upset when they heard this, but they never expected Bai Xingjian to be so arrogant.

The Heavenly King Xi Ying is the eight masters of the Demon Sect. Even Ning Daoqi and Song Que are here, it is impossible for him to take him down with one sword.

Xi Ying was even more furious, and his face instantly turned purple-red. This was not anger, but the result of the movement of purple Qi Tianluo.

Seeing this, Bai Xingjian felt sad. This was really a purple eggplant.

"Boy died!"

Xi Ying shouted loudly and took action angrily. The purple Qi Tianluo instantly unfolded, like a net of heaven and earth, covering Bai Xingjian.

The strange thing about this martial art is that it condenses into a spider web with dense true energy. Any prey hits the web, and the more it struggles, the tighter it becomes. It is extremely weird and evil.

Xi Ying changed his hands and spit out silk force, using softness to control hardness, and strands of energy were wrapped around Bai Xingjian, as if he was going to drag him into the trap.

The true qi passed through the thousands of rivers and rivers in the meridian points in the body like flowing water, forming a torrent. The huge and sharp energy entangled and changed. Once the invisible and solid Tianluo Qi Net was taken, it shocked countless masters present. I thought to myself that Bai Xingjian had kicked the iron plate this time.

Facing this move, Bai Xingjian looked indifferent, and there was still a three-point sarcasm in his eyes.

"Your purple-qi Tianluo is said to be comparable to the Heavenly Demon Secret, but in fact it is far from that. Even the Heavenly Demon Secret may not be able to do anything to Song, let alone you, purple eggplant. Everything is over here!"

clang!

No one saw how the long sword on Bai Xingjian's waist was unsheathed, and he didn't know how the long sword fell into his hands.

I only know that when Bai Xingjian came out of his sword, the sharp sword edge turned into a subtle arc in the air, just like a little bit, and just pierced into the weakest point in the invisible net of Ziqi Tianluo.

Hurry!

Qi and energy were fighting, Xi Ying groaned and suddenly retreated. Feeling the qi and blood in his chest fluctuated, he said in a silence: "How is that possible?"

The shock in his heart was indescribable.

He didn't expect that Bai Xingjian could see through his purple Qi Tianluo so easily, and he didn't expect that Bai Xingjian's sword had just been unsheathed and his sword move had already caused him to be backfired before it was launched.

Bai Xingjian ignored Xi Ying's shock. The long sword fell down in his hand, and thousands of threads of swords were used.

"The spring dance in front of Baiyu Hall,

The east wind is blowing evenly.

The bees and butterflies were in chaos.

I have been with the passing water,

Don't you have to give up on the dust?

Thousands of threads will never change,

Let him get along as he pleases.

Don't laugh at the age of youth without roots,

Good wind relies on power,

Send me to Qingyun!”

Bai Xingjian chanted softly in his mouth, and a sword appeared in his hand. A green sharp edge was like a green willow made of jade.

The sword light flies, like willow catkins surging, the sword energy surrounds, and thousands of branches and leaves entangle it.

Thousands of threads remain unchanged, and the sword light gathers, like an antelope hanging on its horns, with no trace to be found, neither beginning nor end.

There are tens of thousands of swords in one sword, and the tens of thousands of swords are formed into one sword, both as if they are more than a thousand pounds and as light as a feather, which is beyond the control of others.

The sword lights differentiate, and each sword pointed to the weakest point of Ziqi Tianluo. Not only that, when the sword light disintegrates the cyclone in the sky, it can also introduce the remaining cyclone energy into the sword edge.

This move was learned by Bai Xingjian in the process of fighting Zhenyan.

The opponent can use the changes of Qi and force to convert the handprints, and Bai Xingjian can also trigger the cyclone and condense the sword edge.

He also took the thousands of thousands of swords to the point where he leveraged his strength to reach the point of Qingyun.

Xi Ying never thought that his purple Qi Tianluo would be so vulnerable, and he never expected that there would be such a brilliant sword in the world.

If it were Bai Xingjian's sword energy, with his decades of Ziqi Tianluo's cultivation, even if he was unable to defeat him, he would never be defeated with one sword.

But, Bai Xingjian's sword energy also borrowed the power of his Zi Qi Tianluo.

This feeling is like when sieging the city and territories, their own troops suddenly rebel and attacking their own territory with their own forces.

Zi Qi Tianluo was guarding against Bai Xingjian's sword energy, but he couldn't guard against Zi Qi Tianluo, which belonged to Xi Ying.

After the sword energy fuses into the cyclone, it is as if Xi Ying himself leads the opponent's sword energy into his body.

In this way, how can the cushion still resist?

Under life and death, he suddenly stimulated his potential in his body and suddenly spit out a mouthful of essence and blood. A purple light seemed to be emitted from his pupils. His hands and fingers bloomed one after another like lotus flowers. The cyclone of the purple Qi Tianluo was released in all directions like layers of spider webs.

Unfortunately, the mystery of this sword is beyond Xi Ying's tolerance range. The more terrifying the energy is bursting out, the more power it is pulled away, and Xi Ying will be defeated faster.
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