Chapter 1959

Clang

The sword, which exudes a cold breath, clangs constantly.

The sound of sword is clear and pleasant.

Around Xiao Yi, everything is frozen within three feet.

Including the air, soul power, the general Hall of the black devil, all frozen.

That three feet range, seems to have become Xiaoyi's absolute ice territory.

Then, the breath of ice spread more than three feet away.

Along the way, the frost continued.

Frost, spread to a hundred meters range, and finally stopped in front of the main body of the soul hall.

He did not see any action of the general hall master of the soul hall. He just stood with his hands on his back.

But that pair of flat and fierce eyes gaze, the extreme frost, unable to approach minute.

"What a breath of ice." The head of the soul hall, slightly surprised.

Not far away, master Luo squinted, "is this the soul of the purple peak sword in his body?"

The master of Tianji general hall frowned, "what's going on? This kind of momentum has far exceeded the level that the black spirit can explode. "

"Unfortunately, he is too weak." The master of the soul hall shook his head and took a step gently.

"The sword of killing gods must not be lost."

In just one step, the extreme frost spread over 100 meters, and instantly collapsed.

Only Xiao Yi's whole body three feet, the frost is still frozen.

Master Luo, squinting, "take the sword of killing God first."

Whoosh Luo's figure, instantly disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, he had come to Xiao Yi's side.

The extreme frost did not shake him, not even half a cent of the snow on his robes.

Pa

Just one hand, a light one.

Within three feet of Xiao Yi's body, the originally unbreakable ice pack broke up in an instant.

That old hand, easily over all the extremely cold frost, patted on the ice Luan sword.

Clang

It's a clear and sonorous sound again.

However, this time, it was the sound of breaking the sword.

Ice Luan sword, a palm and break.

"Poof." In Xiao Yi's mouth, another mouthful of bloody blood spurted out.

This is his soul.

If the spirit of the martial arts is gathered outside and is forcibly broken up, it will make the warrior bite back and hurt.

Unlike other warriors who can control their own soul perfectly, Xiao yiben can't control bingluan sword 100%, so every time he uses it, he will get hurt.

Now, when the sword is broken, it will bite back, which is even more terrifying.

It was enough to make him seriously injured in an instant.

Before that, the head of the hall of the soul had been seriously injured by the impact of his soul force, which had blasted him 100 meters away.

Two times of serious injury, Xiao Yi at this moment may not be as serious as the last time when he fought with the four elders of Mirror Flower Water Moon and the poison burst out.

However, it is obviously more serious than almost any previous life and death war.

Although not dying, but not far away.

This is the gap between him and master Luo, and the gap between him and the general hall masters.

Xiao Yi has known for a long time that nothing is absolutely invincible in this world, even if it is bingluan sword, even if it is his biggest card.

In the absolute power gap, everything is illusory.

In the hands of master Luo, Xiao Yi can't take a move even if his cards are all played.

This is still the case when he is now close to legend.

Not to mention the sword emperor stele in those years, he was just a martial arts master.

"Well?" At this time, master Luo frowned at the black blood flowing under Xiao Yi's mask.

It was the bloody blood that Xiao Yi kept spitting out under the extremely serious injury of Xiao Yi.

He knew that he could never be the opponent of Luo's generation.

But he hasn't given up.

Under the mask, that pair of rebellious and cold eyes, let Deluo's brow, wrinkle more tightly.

However, this frown only lasted for a moment.

Master Luo, his face was indifferent again, his old hand stretched out quickly, and he took Xiao Yi's heaven and earth precepts.

It was just at this time.

There was a loud drink.

"Luo, you're deceiving people too much."

A slightly short figure came in an instant and was shot with one hand.

The power of the array is overwhelming.

It is the same old palm, but it seems to contain the heaven and earth array.

Master Luo's figure was finally shaken and shaken back dozens of steps.

It was the master of Tianji general Hall who made the move.

The master of Tianji hall, the palm of his hand did not stop, and he forced master Luo back.

When master Luo stood firm, his brows frowned tightly, "Dharma Realm in the palm? Heaven's chance, you have to fight hard? "

"For this boy, is it worth it?"

"Asshole." "I will tell you clearly," he said"Xiao Xun is my successor, and the Deputy order of the general hall has also been given to him."

"What?" Not far away, the general Hall of the soul hall, the plain face, finally had a point of waves.

"Well?" Mr. Luo's brows are even tighter.

"Heaven's chance." Not far away, the main theme of the soul hall is dignified.

"I promise you, you can rest assured that he will die."

"But killing God sword can never be lost."

The voice fell, and the figure of the general hall master of the soul hall finally moved.

The master of Tianji hall changed his face. He was about to stop him, but he looked at the master Luo in front of him.

Master Luo frowned, but obviously didn't mean to take the initiative with Tianji general hall.

Two people, just like this deadlock.

On the other side, the head of the soul hall has already deceived himself.

It is the same old palm, straight take Xiao Yi and go.

With his strength, I'm afraid he can take Xiao Yi's life with only one hand.

However, he still left a break-up, the palm, not really to, but in the palm of the soul power burst, into a soul force hand, directly take Xiao Yi's Qiankun ring.

Xiao Yi's eyes are cold.

The ring of heaven and earth in the hand is shining.

The sword of killing the gods appears out of thin air.

Xiao Yi holds the sword in one hand, but she has no intention of sword.

All the swordsmanship in his body has long been dissipated, so he can't even condense the sword spirit and break out half of the sword spirit.

However, as long as he has a sword in his hand, he is still the peerless sword cultivation.

Kendo, in his mind.

The meaning of sword has been in my heart for a long time.

It seems to be a simple and flawed sword.

But

Clang

This time, it was clear that there was no sharp sword to kill God, but it made a clear and crisp sound.

When the sword passes, the attacking hand of soul power breaks up in an instant.

"The sword of killing God is really in my hand." Xiao Yi is biting her teeth, overflowing with blood.

"But whether you can take it depends on your ability."

Xiao Yi's words, indifference, with ferocity.

At the moment, he is like a madman.

The sword in his hand did not retreat, but went forward instead, and went straight to the master of the soul hall.

The sword of Shura is the devil in the devil.

However, Xiao Yi can become a Shura, but he can no longer support the sword, so he is not in the state of devil in the devil.

But at the moment, he felt cold, crazy and unintentional sword, but he seemed to be more evil.

In his body, Kendo does not exist for a long time.

But the sword in his heart never dissipated, still sharp and fierce.

Now, though his face and body are destroyed, his whole body is miserable.

But the heart of his sword has never been obscured.

Not in the past, not today.

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the first change.

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