"What a mess?"

At this time, Daozi of Tianyin Sect was already confused by Yue Qing's words. When he was fighting with Yue Qing, he kept talking about the forty-nine swords Xiao Jianyuan, just to anger Yue Qing, so as to find his flaws and kill him quickly. When would he really discuss the matter of Xiao Jianyuan with him? The forty-nine swords was originally a waste. He ranked last of the Seven Little Saints three hundred years ago, and became the only one in the seven saints in the Northern Region who had no infant transformation three hundred years later. What else can I say about such a thing?

But as Yue Qing not only spoke slowly, he suddenly became frightened...

A talented genius spent three hundred years to comprehend the sword art. Is it really nothing possible?

And if he achieves success, then what is the success?

He really made it forty-nine swords. Where did so many swords go?

Suddenly, he felt frightened and looked at his opponent Yueqing and the giant sword in Yueqing's hand that was far wider than ordinary sword blade weapons. From this giant sword, he thought that Yueqing was Xiao Jianyuan's disciple, and Xiao Jianyuan used for forty-nine swords. But his personal disciple was completely different from him, and he only used one sword, so...

"You're smart!"

Yue Qing saw his eyes and suddenly laughed.

The giant sword in the palm suddenly produced an inexplicable divine agglomeration, which instantly swept into the void.

At this time, Tian*zi was already in a cold sweat, screamed loudly, and slapped his hands on the coffin. In an instant, nearly a hundred sword lights flew out of the coffin. Each sword light was extremely strange, with different colors, different magic powers on the sword, different sword powers, and different sword intents. They were also crisscrossed and slashed towards Yue Qing like a vast and overwhelming.

Yue Qing faced the endless sword light, and just stepped out in one step, followed the sword, and swept across the sword.

He was light and steep, and he passed by Tianzhaozi, and then carried the giant sword behind him.

When he and Tianzhaozi passed by, the sword light also passed through the endless sword light.

At the same time, we traveled through the coffin and through Tianzhaozi's body.

"You are actually nothing to scold my master in front of me..."

Yue Qing did not look back, but just walked forward and said lightly: "Because my master himself said that he spent all his life to comprehend the sword art today, but due to his talent, the ultimate essence can only be passed on to me, so he will definitely become a joke in the world, but that doesn't matter. This sword on me, and my final achievement is his achievement!"

"But this trick you are really stupid to fight with someone and disrupt your opponent's scheming..."

As he spoke, he gradually moved away, and shook his head again, and his voice floated back faintly.

"I'm actually far from understanding this sword. Now I'll say it, the greater purpose is to scare you..."

Tian*zi fell down, and as his crushed coffin and scattered flying sword fell to the ground, lying on his back, his face seemed to be a little depressed. He didn't know whether he died in the hands of that sword or was scared to death by Yue Qing...

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...

The nine sons in the southern border died in a flash.

During the fierce battles of the other parties, the battles were already rolling, and their mutations were born.

Haishan people fought against the two southern cultivators, and there were many ferocious beasts surrounding them. They were at a disadvantage, but at this time, he actually took over the moves of the two with one sword. Especially after Yue Qing solved his opponent and rushed towards him, his sword became more and more fierce. Before Yue Qing could arrive, he had already seen a loophole and slashed a sword on Su Yuan's leg, and then his sword became more and more sharp.

On the other side, the battle between Meng Yuanqing and Xiao Xiaozi has reached a close call.

"If it comes to ancestors, my inheritance may be indeed not as good as yours..."

The more she saw the wrong momentum, the more fierce Meng Yuanqing took action. However, Xiao Xiaozi, who was suppressed by her, became lighter and more agile. She was covered with snow, but clouds were lingering around her, mixed into the flying snow. It was hard to see clearly whether it was the flying snow that entangled the fog or the fog entangled the flying snow, but when the two were mixed, Xiao Xiaozi's voice was floating.

"One thousand five hundred years ago, Emperor You's northern region was invincible, and the three major Taoist dictates were all inferior to him..."

Xiao Xiaozi's voice turned slightly: "Look at what you are doing now?"

While fighting and speaking, it will naturally have an impact on your own magical powers. Xiao Xiaozi's fog seems to have been suppressed by Yangyang Feixue and gradually lost its change. However, Xiao Xiaozi's voice became clearer at this time, and there was a hint of coldness and arrogance: "You are the descendant of Emperor You, but you are willing to be a lackey in the Zun Mansion. I am the descendant of the Xueshan Mountain, but I dare to be an enemy of the Zun Mansion, who drove away Emperor You..."

"If Emperor You saw his successor like this, would he recognize your successor?"

"Or, what face do you have to call yourself the successor of Emperor You?"

Having said this, her voice suddenly increased, and she shouted loudly: "You still want to compare the inheritance with me, but in fact..."

"It's not the turn of inheritance that we two have to compare..."

"you……"

Listening to her words, Meng Yuanqing suddenly felt a little confused.

She also wanted to refute it, but she was speechless subconsciously and was overwhelmed in her momentum.

Especially when Xiao Xiaozi said the last words, she couldn't help but feel panic. Her magical powers were slightly affected. Meng Yuanqing, who had been laid out for a long time, suddenly took advantage of this opportunity to fog and rushed over. Meng Yuanqing was shocked when she saw this. This shock caused her magical powers to stagnate slightly, revealing a flaw, and was instantly hit by the fog in her chest and abdomen...

"puff……"

Her blood was gushing, and her mind came to her senses.

It was also at this moment that she suddenly realized: "She has used the magical calligraphy on me..."

"I have naturally seen it as the senior Zhao of Taibai Sect spread the magic of the world!"

Xiao Xiaozi was surrounded by mist, and he slowly stepped forward in the void and said lightly: "There is a saying in it that I like very much. If you are brave, you will be strong when you are brave. After practicing the magical calligraphy method, as long as you are afraid of your opponent's heart, you will naturally be greatly affected. My magical calligraphy method actually only cultivates the superficiality, but you, the descendant of Emperor You, shouldn't have brought out the ancestors in front of me..."

As she spoke, the fog condensed a sword and landed in her hand. She didn't even look at it, and slashed towards Meng Yuanqing.

"Because you yourself have no shame to see your ancestors..."

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"You...you actually..."

First, Meng Tuozi killed He Yuan, and then Yue Qing killed Tian*zi. At this time, even Meng Yuanqing died at Xiao Xiaozi. At this time, Yuan Daoshu, Haizhou, was already inexplicably shocked. The death of He Yuan, Tian*zi, and Meng Yuanqing seemed to be different, but in fact there was less than half a cup of tea, but it was enough to stir up endless shock waves in his heart and his mind was sinking.

"Haha, I have told you that there is no waste among the twelve little saints of the Northern Territory..."

However, Master Xi was already at this time, and he was yelling loudly, and his momentum was extremely strong.

"It has nothing to do with others, I will kill you first..."

When Yuan Daoshu heard this, he was about to get angry. With a wave of his hand, he suppressed Master Xi's aura.

"It's not that easy for you to kill me!"

The natal talisman on the top of Master Xi's head burned, lifting his power to an extremely fierce level, but it was burning and slacking off quickly. Even his eyes seemed to be covered with blood, carrying some crazy ideas: "The magical powers and talismans are indeed different. The magical powers are very different, and they are ever-changing, but the talismans can only fix a certain kind of divine power, rigidly fixed, and use one less, which is a waste of qualifications, and it is not as clever and exquisite as the changes of your magical powers..."

"But, Fu Dao has an advantage..."

As he spoke, he suddenly laughed softly, suddenly tore open the clothes on his chest, and then a golden light appeared.

"The god talisman doesn't pick on people..."

As he whispered, a golden light on his chest suddenly flew into the air, and infinite golden characters appeared.

At this moment, most of the power of the natal talisman above his head was almost exhausted.

Even his own aura has already reached its peak.

The word "Infinity" gathered and dispersed in the air, and it was like a golden cloud, flying straight towards Yuan Daoshu.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Infinite purple thunder fell from the sky and slammed into Yuan Daoshu's head one by one.

Looking at the golden light, Yuan Daoshu's face had already changed drastically. Without thinking, he turned around and ran away. He let the purple thunder fall behind him, but he didn't dare to turn his head. He could barely hear the power of the golden talisman above his head gradually faded, and then he turned around, with both disbelief and endless resentment on his face: "Have you actually given you a purple thunder talisman comparable to the Nascent Soul?"

Master Xi's face was very pale at this time, but he was also rushing towards him. His natal talisman was almost dim.

"It's a pity that the talisman is like this. Once it is exerted, the power of the divine power will disappear..."

Yuan Daoshu was angry and frightened, shouting loudly, and suddenly, his hands were all used to use a magical power, and he crushed him to the eldest son of Xi, who seemed to have no resistance at this moment: "At this moment, the thunder talisman has been destroyed. I see how you can take my magical power..."

The voice swayed in the void, and the magical power had arrived.

Master Xi really can no longer catch his magical powers.

When the power of the natal divine talisman is still there, he can barely take over Yuan Daoshu's magical powers.

But now that the potential of his natal divine talisman burning was consumed by most of the Zixiao thunder talisman, it was already at the end of his strength.

So facing Yuan Daoshu's magical powers, he turned around silently.

The clothes were pulled down, revealing a golden character on his back.
Chapter completed!