Before he could think about it, he suddenly jumped into the air and jumped a hundred feet away.

Si Xueyi surged with blood, the body of the dragon burst out, and her feet stepped on the ground.

boom!

His white clothes were as white as snow, without any dust, and he rose up like this.

The Burial Immortal Sword inserted into the ground buzzed, broke free from the bondage and rose from the ground like a terrifying geese. Si Xueyi waved casually and held the hilt in the air.

A hundred feet high, the wind is howling.

Si Xueyi and Xiahou Jue were less than one foot apart. When the eyes were facing each other, Xiahou Jue took the lead, and his sword appeared like a dragon, shining in all directions.

"All the laws of the heavens have flaws. One blade can break three thousand Taoist treasures. Nine tribulations are coming to the world and break the shackles of the universe. Only when the sword heart is clear can it realize the supreme true meaning."

Si Xueyi looked calm and remembered the words of his own human emperor father in his previous life.

He has sworn that if there is no need, he will try not to use martial arts related to Si Xueqing.

But today I have a rare time to have fun, so it’s okay to break the vow!

So a more dazzling sword light shone a hundred feet high, and every trajectory of the sword light flowing seemed to cut a crack into the sky.

Sky-cutting style!

Si Xueyi's sword is always the first opportunity to predict the enemy, and then the first opportunity to break the opponent's Canglong sword technique in the wind and clouds.

No matter how the dragon in the sky roars, the sword light can always easily shake it back while it is shining.

Swish swish swish swish!

Si Xueyi and Xiahou Jue in the sky are as dazzling as a meteor, with unparalleled style.

The sword light and the sword light were exploding like fireworks. All the monks in the martial arts are stunned in surprise, and their scalp is numb when they look at it.

The two people slowly fell down, like the broken sky of the Milky Way Cave in the sky, and the two waterfalls fell down.

Almost all monks were breathing rapidly and their hearts were beating wildly by this amazing scene.

After the two of them landed, a sword sound like nature awakened all the monks on the martial arts arena.

The swords and swords collided with sparks, and the sword force on Xiahou Jue was completely cut off. He took three steps and vomited blood.

The sword that should have been shaken away was stubbornly held tightly by Xiahou Jue.

The price is that the sleeve of the right hand is shattered by the energy, the arms are covered with scars and blood, cracks are cracked in the inner bones, and blood is constantly flowing out of the palms.

Tick!

Blood flowed along the hilt of the sword to the body of the sword, and fell drop by drop onto the Fengyuntai.

Si Xueyi looked moved and couldn't help but look up and said, "You are such a cruel person."

If the other party let the sword shake off, he would never be injured so seriously. Now this arm is almost destroyed.

Not to mention how much pain it will be, it will definitely not be able to maintain it in less than half a month.

Xiahou's cheeks twitched in pain, but he still said in a deep voice: "I am a sword cultivator. It is a great shame to be shaken away by you once, and I will never let you be shaken away again."

Si Xueyi remained silent.

Xiahou Jue took a deep breath, slowed down, and continued: "The banished immortal in the Holy Academy is indeed well-deserved. Xiahou Jue is here today and will definitely come to fight again in the future!"

Click!

After he finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and lifted his sword body, and then pinched the tip of the sword with his left hand.

In front of everyone, I used all my strength to break the sword in the roar of the strong wind.

Kick!

The sword body was broken into pieces and fell on the Fengyuntai mixed with blood.

The audience was shocked by this scene. Xiahou Jue was so strong that all the sword cultivators present were respectful.

Si Xueyi was no exception. He whispered: "It is indeed a man who is called a genius by Feng Yueyu. There is something really wrong. Since the sword is broken, if you don't dislike it, use my Immortal Burial Sword."

Swish!

He threw out the Burial Immortal Sword, and the sword drew a trajectory in the air. Xiahou Jue was stunned for a while, and instinctively held the Burial Immortal Sword thrown over.

Si Xueyi had not stopped talking, and she hugged her chest with her hands and said with a smile: "If you dare to dislike me, then I can only kill you, I'm not kidding!"

The monks in the audience were silent, one by one, dumbfounded and incredible.

Is there anyone who speaks like this?

Even a ruthless person like Xiahou Jue was extremely speechless and couldn't help but suck the corners of his mouth.

He forced himself to press his wrist and turned the sword body twice to press it on his left arm, responding to the question of whether the other party disliked it.
Chapter completed!