Ouyang Dali looks back at Zhao Xin ferociously. The hell road abandons him and the ten palace King leaves. This is an unacceptable fact for him.

"Boy, you will regret your decision!" Ouyang Dali drank angrily, and a heavy halberd fell into his hand.

At the same time, Mo Shan night emperor dispersed the crowd and let them leave the auction house.

Soon, there were only ten gods and Ling Rui left in the hall.

There is a strong sense of war in the air. The oppressive atmosphere makes people retreat subconsciously. Only two people stand in the open hall.

Ouyang Dali held the heavy halberd in his hand and looked contemptuously: "you son of a bitch, let's die!"

Ouyang Dali suddenly made great efforts, clenched the heavy halberd and cut it out. The bursting force broke the void, and the strong wind roared and set off a strong wind.

Ouyang Dali is on the first level of Tao. Once the experts make a move, they will know whether they have it or not. Obviously, Ouyang Dali has exerted all his strength in this attack.

At this moment, women are worried.

"This boy really doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. Ouyang Dali is a real immortal in the Taoist realm. Can long Yunxin, who is on the ninth floor of the fairyland, be an opponent?

Bang!

But just when people thought that Zhao Xin would die, Zhao Xin's body suddenly flashed, retreated half a step, and directly escaped into the void. Ouyang Dali's long-standing strike was completely defeated. At the same time, Zhao Xin appeared behind him, with thousands of ghost swords split in his hand, and then he killed his heart.

"A small skill of carving insects!" I turned back and gave a cold hum. The heavy halberd in my hand waved back at an incredible speed. The ghost of the remnant sword broke in an instant and roared towards Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin's secret way is not good. The immortal in the Taoist realm can't be underestimated.

With a movement of thought, Shura Avenue once again attached itself, but it could feel that the cells in the body were being phagocytized.

In the last battle with Shenwei, the heart of the saint was pierced by the emperor of Song Dynasty, and the power of restraining Shura Avenue was much weaker.

The cells are engulfed and the power is growing.

The power of heavy halberd also comes at the same time.

With a roar, Zhao Xinlian stepped back hundreds of steps and smashed into the stone wall. The wall was broken, the gravel flew, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Then, a shadow came at the same time, just like the wind and thunder, amazing mind.

A sense of crisis surged into his heart, and Zhao Xin raised his eyes to see the heavy halberd smashed down.

Bang!

Step on, step on——

Zhao Xin forcibly splits the heavy halberd. When his Qi and blood are rolling, he takes a quick step. The heavy halberd falls on the stone wall. The stone wall is directly broken, which shows the strength of his attack.

The powerful power came from the broken sword, and the tiger's mouth was broken, almost breaking all his internal organs.

"Son of a bitch, that's the end of your madness!"

"As long as you are destroyed, the land of legend is still peaceful."

Ouyang Dali ridicules wantonly, but this end is expected by everyone. If you can win, it's ghost.

Zhao Xin stepped back several steps, stabilized his figure, and slowly straightened his body. His thin lips sipped, and his hard lips became colder and colder.

Strange sneer makes people feel a little uneasy. Is there any big move for Shura?

But, what big move also may surmount that day graben general strength boundary.

Shura? Die today!

It's also worthy of Shura's pride to be able to make two moves under the condition that the Taoist immortal's strength is all out.

After all, Shura is only the ninth floor of fairyland.

"Still laughing?"

Ouyang Dali's face twisted and cold, he said: "the next move, to your dog's life, but you can rest assured, you these women I will take to hell to take care of."

"Oh?"

The cold corner of the mouth exudes the chill of seeping people, and a force begins to gather on the Canjian: "next sword, I want you to be a big loser!"

Zhao Xin's figure still disappeared.

In a flash, the void was shocked, and a god of death broke through the void directly, holding a huge sickle, and galloping to Ouyang Dali.

Ouyang Dali's eyes twitched slightly, feeling the extraordinary spirit of death, and waiting for him.

But.

Shua

After a shock, the void twisted, and the remnant sword appeared out of thin air.

At this moment, Ouyang Dali was very surprised. He quickly fought back. He waved his heavy halberd to split the sword. At the same time, his body shape changed to avoid the path of the sword.

But just as Ouyang Dali's heavy halberd split the Shura remnant sword, Zhao Xin's mouth suddenly grinned, and a cold light flashed from his crotch. It was amazing how fast he changed.

"Bad!"

Cold flash, Ouyang Dali this just remember the terror of the God of death, hurried back, saw the God of death's huge sickle has been taken back, hip pants fall off, blood gushing out along the fracture, his little brother now quietly lying on the ground, from time to time convulsions.

"This..." Ouyang Dali's pupils keep enlarging. Looking at his younger brother, his brain suddenly falls into a blank. He is not thinking about what to do when his younger brother is gone, but is surprised at the power of death.

The little brother is gone, and can grow up in an instant, but the power of death is beyond his control.

Seeing that Zhao Xin's mouth was overflowing with blood, his face was as white as paper.

"Boy, I'm afraid it won't last long to summon this thing. You can't kill me." Ouyang Dali directly ignores the God of death. How long can the spirit of the ninth floor of fairyland last?

I'm afraid it will disappear in a moment.

Zhao Xin was silent. He stepped on the ground and soared into the air. He once again had two more long swords in his hand. The night sword, the sword of the defeated king and the remnant sword of Shura were in his hand at the same time.

Two swords in hand, one at the mouth.

Three knife flow posture!

"Three swords flow, Juhe!"

"Green dragon seals running water!"

In an instant, the sword will turn into a strong wind, forming a tornado, and the strong wind will sweep the whole city, cooperating with the attack of death.

Don't mention others, even the Mo Shan night emperor and the flying soul sword God, who thought that Zhao Xin would be defeated by tuoda's conceit before, now their eyes become dignified and full of surprise.

"Son of a bitch, die!"

"The heavy halberd kills the sky, and the nine mysteries become boundless!"

Ouyang Dali suddenly roared, and the void split. There was a distorted world environment around him. On the vast grassland, thousands of animals were rushing, as if they were going to rush out of the void and kill Zhao Xin.

Although it was only a mirage, the momentum was real and pressing in Zhao Xin's mind.

In a flash, Zhao Xin was directly rolled down to the ground, the green dragon seal water was directly broken, and death's attack was stopped.

Ouyang Dali is not empty when he focuses on dealing with the God of death, while Zhao Xin just needs to crush him with the power of divine consciousness.

Ouyang Dali and the God of death battle, the sky's vigorous Qi and strong wind, road shadow catapult.

Vaguely, although the God of death has the upper hand, Ouyang Dali is not in a panic. Zhao Xin can't support the monster for long. As long as the God of death disappears, the victory is his.

Two people fight, fierce offensive like shadow like charm, let a person see dazzling.

Zhao Xin was crushed by the divine sense and lay on the ground, unable to move.

Time goes by.

Ouyang Dali was kicked back, but the next moment, death suddenly disappeared.

When they saw this, they immediately decided whether to win or lose.

"Shura is defeated."

"It's still too young after all."

"It's not easy to push Ouyang Dali to this point."

Ouyang Dali is also relieved. If death doesn't disappear, he can't stick to it any more. He has already consumed more than half of lingxuan Qi in his body. It's bad for him to drag on.