Luo Shixin was holding a gun inside the black kirin. The black kirin shoulders were thousands of feet high and rushing. It was so spectacular that it could not stop the mountains and rivers.

All the creatures watching the battle retreated in fear, and Yang Beiming, facing Luo Shixin, was still moving forward like a god.

Behind the billions of sword shadows, this is countless times stronger than the sword master in Xuandang's world.

After all, every sword shadow of Yang Beiming contains supreme sword intent. If you take out one, it will be enough to kill the millions of sword shadows of the Sword Lord in seconds.

At the same time, the Sword Lord was also watching the battle nervously at the city gate.

"Is this the strength of the No. 1 Sword God in the Universe..."

The Sword Master murmured to himself that he was the first sword cultivator in the great world, but he did not expect that the sword art could reach such a height.

This was something he never dared to think about before.

The billions of sword intent behind Yang Beiming was so powerful that he was suffocating.

It is hard to imagine what a horrible experience it would be to face Yang Beiming.

"Qilin... actually has a chaotic aura..."

Yang Beiming raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. The next second, the sword intent behind him suddenly shot out.

One after another, it was like a heavy rain blew away. The sword intent shook the starry sky, causing countless creatures to feel the strong light coming, and quickly closed their eyes.

Luo Shixin ran into the black unicorn head-on.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The sword shadows were knocked apart and turned into countless spots of light. Luo Shixin roared and charged forward.

The entire starry sky seemed to be trembling. The creatures looked closely and saw the back of the black unicorn. In front of them were billions of sword shadows like the sun, and the picture was extremely spectacular.

The sword shadow collapsed and reflected dazzling light. After the sword intent dissipated, it still had attack power, shattering all the stars and meteorites around it.

"This guy..."

The crazy baby gritted his teeth and blocked his face with his right arm. His eyes fell on the black Qilin, full of shock.

Faced with Yang Beiming like this, Luo Shixin could even kill him with the intent of his sword.

Could it be that Luo Shixin's physical body has reached the point of immortality?

Little did they know that as the ancestor of Qilin, physical cultivation was the only way to practice in that era when the Tao was not yet opened.

The body of the ancestor of the Qilin, the ancestor dragon and the Yuanfeng has reached its peak, which is not much different from the twelve ancestor witches.

"I don't believe that I can't tear you!"

Luo Shixin's violent shouts were deafening, causing many people's eardrums to rupture.

He became angry in the late stage of the Saint Realm, which was definitely a nightmare.

Unfortunately, he was facing Yang Beiming.

The first person in this universe.

Sword God, the God of Sword Way.

Yang Beiming walked forward, and Haori, who was formed by billions of sword shadows behind him, moved with him, and sword shadows passed by him and rushed towards Luo Shixin.

The black unicorn ran very fast, even if it was blocked by continuous sword intent.

He was about to run into Yang Beiming again.

Yang Beiming glared at his eyes, and two golden lights shot out from his eyes, which were two ultimate sword intents, with supreme destruction of the law.

He has really reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, surpassing ancient and modern times, and can use the sword intent to destroy the world with a glaring eyes.

Two extreme sword intents passed through countless sword shadows and stabbed into the head of the black unicorn like two meteors.

In an instant, the sword intent exploded and the black unicorn was directly scattered.

"puff--"

Luo Shixin vomited blood and flew back. Facing Yang Beiming, he was still weaker after all.

Of course, it is also extremely difficult for Yangbei to meditate and kill Luo Shixin.

The great catastrophe of destruction in the world that year made the ancestor of Qilin find an opportunity to reincarnate, not to mention now.

Luo Shixin flew over billions of miles, and was about to smash into the Qin Immortal Realm. At this time, three figures flew out of the Qin Immortal Realm.

It is Fuxi, the Bodhi Patriarch, who is strong and kind.

The other gods and demons also came out to watch the battle. Seeing Luo Shixin's defeat, they all looked disbelief.

Last time in Xuandang Great World, Luo Shixin destroyed the army of Ye Gui Great World with one punch, but it shocked them.

Unexpectedly, Luo Shixin was defeated so quickly in front of Yang Beiming.

Fuxi and Bodhi Patriarch raised their hands at the same time, pressed Luo Shixin's left and right shoulders respectively, and blocked him.

Qiang Liang rushed towards Yang Beiming, as if an invisible road led to Yang Beiming. He spanned millions of miles each step, several steps a second, and the strong wind caused to sweep away all the broken stars along the way.

"Qianliang took action!"

Someone exclaimed, Qiang Liang killed Wei Yue, Chen Wuji, who was already a super-famous existence in the universe, at least his fame is far higher than Luo Shixin.

As soon as he saw Qiang Liang take action, Di Tianwu's face became unnatural.

Mo Xuanzi followed and shouted: "Kangliang beat him to death!"

Anyway, he is not familiar with Yang Beiming and wants to get along with Qin Jun, so it is easy to distinguish his position at this time.

But his words made the creatures around him look at him strangely, but when he saw that it was him, he shut up instantly.

The geniuses dare to speak nonsense, but they dare not.

At the same time, Qiang Liang was already thousands of miles away from Yang Beiming. He held a thunder spear in his right hand, and the lightning shone, just like a celestial celestial .

Yang Beiming had no expression on his face and continued to move forward with billions of sword shadows.

When they were ten miles apart, Qiang Liang suddenly threw out the thunder spear in his hand.

call out--

The thunder spear tore the spiritual energy and in the blink of an eye came to Yang Beiming's face.

Yang Beiming's pupils did not shrink for a moment, and the thunder spear instantly stopped in front of him several centimeters, almost bursting his head.

Everything seemed to be silent in an instant.

Qiang Liang was slightly moved to see it. Before he could think about it, the thunder spear in front of Yang Beiming turned into a thread of electric wire and dissipated.

Strange!

Thriller!

Yang Beiming took off Qiangliang's thunder spear without even taking action.

The sword shadow sun with a diameter of hundreds of thousands of feet behind him followed him. Even Qiangliang couldn't help feeling his own insignificance and felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Damn it! I don't believe it!"

Qiang Liang roared angrily, and the true body of the ancestor witch opened instantly.

His body was raised by one hundred thousand feet high, thunder and lightning were wrapped around him, he fucked the snake with both hands, and his head was pressed against the tiger, and he roared angrily in the starry sky.

The body of a hundred thousand feet tall was so terrifying that countless creatures sucked a breath.

"Is this a trick?"

"No! It's the law of heaven, earth and earth!"

"Can your Dharma, the heavens, the earth become so big?"

"Is it his body? Hiss-what race is he?"

"What a powerful aura, it can compete with Yang Beiming."

Yang Beiming was also shocked. Qiangliang was not too small than the sword shadow sun behind him.

And he had to look up to the strong and kindness in the true state of the ancestor witch.

"Interesting... Qin Xianjie is not simple."

Yang Beiming murmured to himself, but he was not timid at all.

The stone sword under his feet flew quickly into his hands, and it was obvious that he was going to be serious.

Qiang Liang looked down at Yang Beiming with a ferocious face, and his right fist fell. With his current body shape, his fists alone were comparable to those of a mountain.

"I haven't let you unsheathed in a long time."

Yang Beiming stroked the stone sword in his hand lovingly, and countless sword shadows behind him automatically defended themselves, rushing towards Qiangliang's fists one after another.

Boom! Boom! Boom...
Chapter completed!