The tiger that was silent in my heart gradually showed signs of waking up.

After entering the fairy world, he kept suppressing himself. As his cultivation level continued to improve, Liu Wuxie gradually revealed his sharp fangs.

The blood-drinking knife is sacrificed!

"It's Liu Wuxie!"

The moment the blood-drinking knife appeared, Shen San recognized it because he had fought with Liu Wuxie.

In the pericardium, Liu Wuxie was holding a blood-drinking knife, so he was particularly impressed.

Countless gazes came from all directions, all falling on Liu Wuxie alone.

"You have such a low level of cultivation. You are only at the eighth level of a true immortal. How dare you fight back? It's better to just surrender and be captured."

Many spirits in the fairyland sneered and were amused by Liu Wuxie, who had relied on heresy to win many times before.

In the face of absolute power, everything is vain.

The disciples of the Shen family and the Zhu family were getting closer and closer, and the blood marks on the blood-drinking knife suddenly flowed, releasing a horrifying aura.

That kind of power makes people very uncomfortable, as if they are locked by some ferocious beast.

Liu Wuxie even suspected that the blood stains on the blood-drinking knife might be the blood of a certain divine beast from heaven and earth.

"It's a pity that a generation of genius is about to die."

Many high-level Xuanxian realms shook their heads. It is undeniable that the miracles Liu Wuxie has created in recent months have subverted their perceptions.

"Gen Dao is like a mountain!"

"For a moment, exchange the knife!"

Two different styles of swordsmanship are actually performed on one person. The feeling makes people crazy.

Most monks practice either strong or soft magic in their magical arts, and rarely can they achieve a combination of hardness and softness.

Liu Wuxie perfectly combines thickness and softness.

Gen's knife is as thick and powerful as a mountain, and the speed and gentleness of the sword are instantaneous.

The superposition of strength and speed converged into this peak sword.

He has broken through to the eighth level of the True Immortal and has not yet had a hearty battle.

The bloodstains flicker, and the power of the sword continues unabated!

"cut!"

With a slight whistle, Liu Wuxie mobilized all the zhenqi in Taihuang World and slashed hard.

The moment it was cut off, the situation changed and the ground trembled.


Chapter completed!