"Uncle Lingfu, save him!"

Seeing Shi Xiaole being covered by the attack of the man in white, Miss Ling quickly said to the old man beside her with divine thoughts.

The old man was wearing a cloth clothes and his hair was loose, and he was one of the three people that Mu Qianji could not see through. He responded after hearing this: "No need for the time being."

Before he could finish his words, there was a change in the field.

"Eight methods of Ananda!"

With a roar full of momentum, Han Yanfa pushed his palms together, and the eight palm prints attacked from all directions regardless of order. Although his strength was weak, he might be able to block the attack of the man in white with Shi Xiaole, who was ranked 87th on the Emperor List.

In the rear, Murong San retreated uncontrollably, while the witch was lifted up, staring at the scene with his eyes open, admiring and helpless.

A clanging sound!

The crisp sound of swords sounded before the collision of palm claws. Many people only saw a flash of sword light, and the cold white light could not even capture the iris.

Swish!

There was no gap between them, and the sound of cloth tearing fell into everyone's ears, as if it was sounding at the same time as the sound of a sword.

The claw shadow was divided into two halves by Wurong, and the cut was extremely smooth. As soon as the riot claw power surged out, it was immediately cut off by the remaining sword energy and could not make any progress.

The man in white was frozen in the air.

"It's you who die."

Shi Xiaole said lightly, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand.

"Ho, ho..."

A faint and rough sound like a blower was made from his mouth. The man in white looked panicked. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know that under the force, a long blood line broke from the top of his head to the double strands, evenly splitting him into two halves.

Next moment!

The man in white separated from each other, just like two pieces of meat on a chopping board, falling down at the same time, even the sound of landing was exactly the same.

This represents that the swordsman's swordsman's fire has reached the point where he can reach the point of being so wonderful. Even the weight of blood and hair are estimated by him, and they are divided into two parts.

hiss!

Mu Qianji's pupils contracted and retreated violently, he unconsciously took a breath of air conditioning.

Just now, she was one of the few people who saw Shi Xiaole draw his sword. The whole process was only one word, fast. She dared to bet that only five or six people present, including her, could catch that sword at most.

Shi Xiaole's strength is definitely more than just the 87th place in the Emperor List. It should be the 70th, 60th, no, maybe 50th.

How could this person improve so quickly!

But the more this happens, Mu Qianji becomes more angry. With Shi Xiaole's talent, he will be able to revitalize the Divine Cult in the future and fulfill the wishes of the grandfathers of the Mu clan. How could he easily be suspected?

You, Shi Xiaole, are you making rapid progress, but can you beat me? Not to mention that there are three people in Xiaoyao Sect, and your strength will only be stronger than her Mu Qianji.

"This person's swordsmanship is quite good. It is rare that there are people in Zhongyuan who make me shine. If you use hard work, take him down and remember to save him a life."

The young master of the sect carried one hand and stroked the temples on his chest with his other hand, and said interestingly.

Miss Ling's expression changed slightly, and she looked at Ling Fu beside her. The latter secretly sent a message: "I will take action at any time. Since it is the person the lady wants to protect, Ling Fu will definitely not let him have an accident."

The man with a bitter title had a cold face. He didn't see how he moved. He had rushed not far in front of Shi Xiaole. At this amazing speed, Mu Qianji quickly reminded him: "Be careful!"

Shi Xiaole's strength is his fastness, and this thirsty man is not inferior to him at all.

After sensing the other party's aura, Mu Qianji immediately knew that the strength of this slaughter was probably not inferior to him, at least ranked in the top 25th place in the emperor list, and it was possible that the top 20 would be.

"The sea of ​​suffering is endless!"

A layer of quagmire-like aura quickly enveloped Shi Xiaole. The martial arts of Kuo are rare in the world, and have reached the mid-stage level of twelve percent.

Under its influence, Shi Xiaole only felt that his body was limited, his body was weak, and his will became a little weak.

“To both the body and the spirit.”

Shi Xiaole was slightly awe-inspiring.

There are thousands of martial arts, but most of them can only launch physical attacks, and a small number can launch spiritual attacks. There are very few of them. Moreover, both of them are both, which will inevitably affect the power of both aspects and will not be worth the loss.

Unless you understand the demonic martial arts, or the Emperor's Emperor's martial arts.

The martial arts of the bitter edicts are obviously only half supreme martial arts. They can be used to this extent and even affect Shi Xiaole. The other party's talent is definitely the best in the world.

If you change the top 20 to top 30 masters on the Emperor List, you will be caught off guard and you may be hit. Unfortunately, you will encounter Shi Xiaole.

The Heart Sword was activated, and Shi Xiaole easily cut off his weak emotions. The sword momentum was instantly raised, and he waved the Huanxie Sword, turning into a beam of shocking geese and slashing forward, easily destroying the aura created by the Kuayi.

"The suffering is even more painful, and the defeat is defeated!"

The face changed, and the bitterness circled around Shi Xiaole. The circles of waving that made people feel bitter in their hearts formed overlapping waves, rolling towards Shi Xiaole, and the sky swayed violently.

As a top figure in the martial arts world in the South China Sea, a young man who failed to defeat the Central Plains martial arts world in one move made him feel embarrassed. He was too lazy to waste his time and directly used his unique skills.

Han Yanfa opened his mouth wide.

He had seen Ku Rongsou, the 20th emperor list, take action. In Han Yanfa's opinion, this move that was hard to use was almost the same as Ku Rongsou's killer move, and the opponent's strength was no less than that of the leader!

How did Shi Xiaole fight this?

"Lightning Shocking!"

Without any panic, nor did he use the "Sword of Returning to the Sect". Shi Xiaole wanted to see if he could defeat the 20th master on the 20th Emperor List after the power of the Heart Sword reached 460 wisps.

The sword and hand flew into the void, and then Shi Xiaole's man disappeared.

pound!

In the center of the sea of ​​bitterness, the void produced huge rifts crisscrossing.

call out!

Almost at the same moment, a sword light that was so faint that it was almost invisible, rubbing the bitter body by.

"I'm injured?"

The pain made him look at the scars on his chest. The injury was not serious. What was important was the significance. He actually hurt a boy from the Central Plains who had a breath of life of less than a hundred years old.

What a shame this is, once it is passed back to the South China Sea, he will become a laughing stock.

"The realm of suffering, get in!"

A circle of gray foam, centered on bitterness, expanded rapidly to the size of ten thousand meters, trying to surround Shi Xiaole. The "World of Suffer" is not very harmful, but it can effectively bind the opponent. He doesn't believe it. He is not as fast as Shi Xiaole, and he can't even beat Shi Xiaole.

But the bitterness obviously underestimated Shi Xiaole's speed, or in other words, Shi Xiaole never showed his true speed.

"The Story of the Immortality" and "Lightning Fierce Hong" were used. Shi Xiaole's hands and feet were separated, and sword lights gently wiped the void. The sword passed by without trace. From a distance, these sword lights cut the gray foam into many parts.

Every time it appears, it will be accompanied by a bunch of blood and an angry scream.

The pain was filled with blood. In an instant, the 366 swords of Shi Xiaole were in his body. Whether it was length, width or depth, these sword marks were exactly the same.

As the saying goes, many ants bite the elephant to death. A single sword is not seriously injured, but it cannot withstand a large amount. The pain makes people very suspicious. If you continue like this, sooner or later he will be exhausted by Shi Xiaole!

In horror, the bitter man could no longer care about his face, and slapped his palms wildly, and at the same time quickly retreated to the back. From his attack to his retreat, it was a long story, but in fact it was only a short moment.

This scene shocked everyone on the scene.

Even Mr. Bai, Mr. Chen, and even Ling Fu are no exception. They have thought that Shi Xiaole is very strong, but they have never thought that he would be so strong that he would be invincible even for the hardship.

"The fast sword alone is only at this level. Once you encounter a strong defense, such as the Vajra Emperor on the 26th Emperor List, you may not be as good as that."

Shi Xiaole shook his head secretly.

Although he had the upper hand just now, it was not so easy to waste his life. The opponent had time and opportunity to escape. Moreover, he would just seek speed, and when he met a defensive master, he would probably be restrained. After all, no matter how fast you are, it would be useless to not defeat the opponent.

Ignoring the bitterness, Shi Xiaole rushed towards Mu Qianji.

"Good boy, Lao Bai, take this woman down and I'll deal with him."

Old Chen's face was slightly condensed.

A fast-speed warrior is recognized as difficult to deal with. Mr. Bai is certain to have the upper hand when facing Shi Xiaole, but it is not that easy to eat and live with the other party.

Old Bai nodded and focused on attacking Mu Qianji. With Old Chen's leg skills and strength, he should be able to defeat Shi Xiaole for a certain amount of time.

"Thunderbreaking and cloud flashing!"

Using fast to control fast, he was the first to win. Old Chen's feet and toes were combined together, and his body was swirling, and the violent energy formed a tornado. On the top of the tornado was a triangular cone, which stabbed Shi Xiaole at an extremely terrifying speed.

Around the tornado, there were folds of voids from dense to sparse. These folds spread out, and the remaining force actually squeezed into medium cracks on the periphery!

This is Mr. Chen’s ultimate skill, his speed is not inferior to Shi Xiaole’s sword move, and his power is even better.

Many people's hearts are in their throats.

The old man named Ling Fu was even more tense and was ready to take action at any time.

"The Sword of Returning to the Sect!"

Facing the storm with his legs, Shi Xiaole was fearless and raised his skills to the limit. He held the sword in both hands and waved his force towards the tip of the triangular cone.

Lightning flashes.

The world was silent for a moment, and the next moment, the earth-shaking explosion filled everyone's ears, as if they were about to shake everyone's souls.

"What, blocked?"

Old Chen shouted in disbelief.

His legs were a little numb, and a trace of sword energy was like a sharp needle, trying to rush into the pores of his feet. He finally got dispelled by him, but his body flew back with difficulty.

"The strength is not as strong as that of the Galan Sword Emperor."

Something that shocked Mr. Chen even more appeared in his eyes. Shi Xiaole, who had just used a killer move the moment before, almost couldn't help but lifted the Huanxie Sword again and slashed out like lightning.

The aujue sword energy cuts off the sky and sweeps across the thousands of troops!

boom……

Blood rain was like a sprinkling, and Chen Lao's legs were full of bright redness, his face was ferocious and horrifying, and he flew back like a rag sack, screams spread all over the world.
Chapter completed!