Chapter 4160

Mu Qianxi was carrying the Yan Long soul killing sword, which burst out a violent, bloodthirsty and murderous sword.

Rush up in a very rough, cruel and disorganized way.

Gu Baiyi went to the 44th floor. It was different from before because there were many people.

If you want to collect the imitation of the eternal sword, you have to queue up.

It happened that he had climbed so many floors in a row, and he also wanted to adjust his interest rate.

So don't worry, wait quietly.

But when it was his turn, a man in red stood in front of him.

"Newcomers, keep waiting!"

Gu Baiyi frowned slightly and said to others, "don't be ignorant. Others need to queue up. Lord Xueqing, don't! He doesn't have to jump in the queue as long as he wants to go! Keep waiting!"

Gu Baiyi pulled out his sword and said coldly, "wait!"

He is willing to obey the rules, but he doesn't want to be bullied.

The others looked like watching a good play and said, "Oh! Another hard bone!"

"Even Lord Xueqing doesn't give face. The bone is very hard! It just can't last long!"

Blood Qing flashed a red awn at the bottom of his eyes and pulled out a blood red sword in an instant.

Dripping blood turns into a blood beast. Gu Baiyi has seen this blood beast before.

Just at this time, the in front of us should be bigger and stronger! Harder to deal with!

The strong blood beast came, Gu Baiyi was calm as water, and did his best to fight.

The cold air broke out, making the temperature of the hottest layer of shurata drop a lot.

Others said in surprise: "this cold white swordsman has fought ten swords under Lord Xueqing!"

"A hundred swords!"

"Three hundred!"

After so many swords, he hasn't fallen behind.

"It's really strange! Lord Xueqing is expected to be the fastest disciple of Lord Xuejian in recent thousands of years!"

"Yes! As long as you break this sword, Lord Xueqing can get started!"

"Yes, Lord Xueqing has actually accepted this sword. But his master's request is to break it rather than close the abdomen, so Xueqing stays on the 44th floor!"

A silver light burst out, and Xueqing's arm scratched a blood mark, emitting white fog and began to condense into ice.

Xueqing's face was gloomy and he knew that he had met a strong enemy. He was not the weak who could kill and drain his blood at will.

He must go all out, but even so, the gap is widening!

He's going to lose. It's definitely the last thing he wants to happen.

His master will never accept swordsmen who are defeated by others as disciples.

He must not lose!

"Poof..." Xueqing spewed out a mouthful of blood.

His mind seemed to burn a flame, "I can keep you from losing, but I have a request. You are not allowed to break me again. You must take me out of here!"

Xueqing knew that this was the sound of the sword.

This is not the task assigned to him by the master, but now he only wants not to lose. For today's plan, he can only agree.

"OK! I promise you!"

"Very good!"

For a moment, the flame of terror wrapped around others and their swords.

Their eyes were burning two fires, waving their swords and stabbing Gu Baiyi.

Gu Baiyi immediately avoided by mistake. He had found that the current situation was very dangerous.

Not because of being besieged, but because the imitation of the eternal sword manipulates everyone here against him!

It has given birth to a sword spirit. When observing Gu Baiyi fighting with Xueqing, it is very clear that this man is too threatening to him.

Xueqing may not be able to break it in a short time, but this person can.

Therefore, we must get rid of him while there are so many puppets available here!

The fake of this Shura sword tower has existed for a long time. It has learned human cunning.

And know how to use human beings to eliminate their own threats.

"Pooh Pooh -" the snow-white robe was dyed red by blood and burned black by flames.

There are countless injuries on the body. Even if the injury is serious, you can't leave the Shura sword tower.

Because this fake has absolute control over the 44th floor.

It wants people to go before it can go.

If you don't want to, you can only die and leave.

Mu Qianxi is also stained with blood.

She was so ferocious that people who liked her all the way doubted whether the blood sword had accepted a female disciple.

When Mu Qianxi reached the 44th floor, he saw Gu Baiyi, who was lying in a pool of blood and almost turned into a blood mist.

He was bloodthirsty and his killing intention soared to the extreme.

The flames of terror erupted and drove everyone back.

"Xiaobai..."

A large bottle of medicine fell down, forming a transparent film on him to stabilize his injury.

Gu Baiyi looked at Mu Qianxi and whispered, "Qianxi, you're here! Don't worry, my injury is not serious. After all, I'm not a human, but a soul!"

At best, they inflicted heavy damage on his flesh, looking bloody and bruised.

But how much damage their swords want to do to his soul is far from enough.

As long as there is no major event in the soul, the physical recovery is very simple.

Now Qianxi uses medicine, it's faster.

Mu Qianxi looked at Xueqing and said coldly, "you hurt Xiaobai together!"

She soon found that the smell here was wrong and turned her eyes to the fake.

"No, it's you!"

The fake sword only felt his sword spirit trembling.

It seems that the one who looks at it is not a weak human, but... But... The one engraved in his core and most feared by the smelter, the eternal sword!

Since they know each other, they will die together! Kill it!

Xueqing started, although I don't know how this man broke into the 44th floor?

But it's really weak. It's easy to kill her.

Even Xiaobai can't resist the enemy. Mu Qianxi won't feel able to deal with them no matter how angry and distressed he is.

She said, "Yanlong, help me!"

"OK, master!" a young man with clear blood eyes appeared behind Mu Qianxi.

For a moment, the sword in their hands was shaking wildly, and the fake was shaking the most.

At the moment when Mu Qianxi and Yan long shot, they had a feeling that both form and spirit disappeared in an instant.

"Boom -" the red flame covered the 44th floor of the Shura sword tower.

Even people outside can see such a big movement.

"What happened? Did Xueqing become powerful, or did the strength of the sword improve again?"

The people of the refining city and the Shura family squatting outside waiting for news also said, "that boy won't get to the top floor so soon and fight with Xueqing!"

Under the influence of the master, Yanlong is definitely the most like killing souls.

Hands up, bloodthirsty and ruthless, not soft at all.

"Bang bang -" there were countless blood holes in Xueqing's body, and the others fell down and trembled.

Where did this come from, like a fierce sword that can kill the world? Mu Qianxi went to the fake. The fake screamed, "you... Don't come over!"