"Since you are here, let's do it!" Chuxuan sneered indifferently. In his eyes, the so-called North Star Taoist master is just a mole ant that can be killed all the time. It's not a worry.
"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding." The North Star Road Main mind reads to move, embarrassed smile way, just the smile on the face is a little stiff.
"Ha ha! Misunderstanding? " Chuxuan laughed, a head of black hair in the wind wantonly publicized, "I just heard you say, I'm just a clown, you can put out your hands!"
"Well You must have heard me wrong. I said that you could kill me by raising your hand. " Beichen road master in the heart a flustered, do not know how Chu Xuan heard his words just now, hurriedly counselled way, even face also don't want.
The disciples of Beichen yidaoliu and anda Jianer at the bottom all turned black when they heard this.
Andajian is angry and resentful, and this ally is too careless.
Beinong felt so ashamed that he was greedy for death.
They know that the North Star Taoist master, if not greedy for life and fear of death, understand the compromise, it is estimated that Beichen Yidao stream would have ceased to exist!
"Hum! If you come, don't even want to leave. " Chu Xuan cold hum a, imperial sword toward the North Star Road main attack.
The heart of revenge has been ready to move, burning anger has been burning, chuxuan does not want to delay, late will change the truth he still understand.
A golden streamer in the pupil of Beichen road magnifies rapidly, which makes him turn around to escape. However, before he flies a hundred meters, he is printed on his back by Chu Xuan.
Pooh!
The North Star Road main blood sprinkles the sky, throat unceasingly sprays the blood, the face like gold paper falls on the ground.
Bang!
As soon as the ground was shaken, it was extremely dusty. The master of Beichen road smashed a deep huge pit on the ground. His bones were completely cracked and his meridians were broken.
His eyes are full of pain to see Xuan Chu.
Bang!
At the risk of life and death, the Lord of Beichen finally had a trace of cruelty and bitterness in his eyes. He took all the real yuan from the elixir field and bestowed it on the long sword in his hand.
With a sound of Zila, countless Dao Qi burst out. Under the powerful blessing of Zhenyuan, it almost condensed into substance, and became a shining sword.
"Ten thousand swords return to Yuan Jian!"
Beichen Taoist master's eyes are scarlet and his face is like gold paper. In addition to hate, he still hates. Even if he is dead, he will bite off a piece of Chu Xuan's meat and roar up to the sky.
After the attack of Dao Qi, he finally exhausted all his strength. The broken bones and meridians were not protected by Zhenyuan. The pain in his heart almost made him faint.
However, the martial arts all have a heart that is not afraid of death, so he still forced himself to bear it. He quickly took a pill from his sleeve and took it, which eased the pain and made his face ruddy.
Seeing that the sabre Qi was overwhelming, Chu Xuan did not dare to be careless. Luohan's golden body was used, and the sabre Qi could no longer enter. All of them were blocked by the vigorous Qi of Luohan's golden body, not to mention chopping on chuxuan.
The Qi of the sabre was cracked, and soon all turned into pure Zhenyuan, which was directly absorbed into the elixir field by Chu Xuan. This was the hegemonic way of uniting all kinds of methods. When fighting, you can directly absorb the opponent's spiritual power or other forces for your own use, making your own spiritual power endless and never exhausted.
Dong Dong!
Chu Xuan undamaged, from the scattered smoke from the sword, jump directly dozens of meters high, Zhenling flying sword followed.