Xiao Yu directly spits out two words, and a little starlight shoots out. The last Luan bird's figure has not yet killed Xiao Yu, but is pierced again.
The whole scene was shocked.
Before Xiao Yu's sword style, what high-quality spirit tools and ancient Luan finches were as fearless as fear. They passed without trace and without sound.
"What kind of sword is this?"
Many masters trembled, especially Qu fan, who wanted to avenge his revenge. His face was pale.
This young man is more terrifying than when he killed them last time!
Jia Chen's face turned pale.
"No way It's impossible. Even at the top of the earth spirit realm, I, the black bird of sanluan, have the power to fight. This boy... "
He suddenly raised his head and suddenly found that Xiao Yu had been plundering towards him.
"Jachen, I'm here to take your life!"
The cold light in Xiao Yu's eyes and Jia Chen's face changed wildly. At this moment, he finally realized how evil the boy was and how terrible he was.
He suddenly roared, and the spirit power around him converged on his long bow in a rush.
"Whew, whew, whew!"
He seemed to have inspired his life-long energy, and his bowing and archery movements were accelerating, and they were almost becoming shadows.
Countless night illusory arrows tear the space, and every arrow shot out seems to shake the space. With the sound of howling, it is assassinated.
But he seems to forget that even his strongest attack can't kill Xiao Yu. Is Xiao Yu afraid of the mere night fantasy?
The answer is No.
Xiao Yu shook his head and sighed. Then his arm was as light as heavy, as slow as fast. When he made a stroke in the sky, he immediately turned out a half circle of starlight sword Qi.
The sword spirit was shining with bright starlight, and a sword cover was formed in front of Xiao Yu, which was also attacking and defending. Even it seemed that the spiritual power of heaven and earth did not exist.
How can you hurt me!
"Bang bang bang!"
Even though Jia Chen has tried his best to suckle, his arrows have been cut off by Xiao Yu again and again, just like a series of fateful charms. With the pace of Xiaoyu's progress, they are slowly approaching.
Jia Chen is already a big man with no blood on his face. The pace of the man in front of him is just like the God of death. Every step closer, his heart is severely beaten.
In the end, it was not so much exhaustion that Jia Chen felt a kind of weakness all over his body.
It's terrible. This young man can't cross the spiritual realm!
No wonder he can kill Yang Xuan and Yan fanhao!
No wonder all the elders in the clan wanted to kill him!
It's no wonder that the people in the wind shield gate, Baiyu Valley and xuanjian Pavilion want him to die!
This is a monster!
That kind of talent and potential are more terrible than those of Jiang Tianyu who lived in their family!
"Xiao Yu, you..."
Jia Chen's frightened teeth were trembling. He gritted his teeth and seemed to shoot again with a bow.
His bow suddenly came out.
"Wow
For a moment, the whole audience was in uproar, even Jia Chen would fail?
Qu fan and other children of the Qu family are as pale as death. They thought Jia Chen could kill the boy, but they didn't expect that the result was the same.
Jia Chen's weapons are gone, but he is a disciple of haotianzong and the head of the seven schools!
He is still haotianzong Neimen ranked first!
"Xiao Yu, you can't kill me! I'm Hao... "
Before he spoke, Xiao Yu's sword swept over his neck, and Jia Chen's face froze
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