"How could it be? How can I not even hurt his clothes? " Beichen Taoist master's face was full of fright and disbelief, and a huge wave was set off in his heart. However, Chu Xuan almost killed him with one hand and shocked him.

The other disciples of Beichen yidaoliu are also terrified. They have never seen such a strong warrior. This is no longer a warrior. They can be regarded as a land God!

Flying with the sword is a legend of immortals. Even if the legend is strong, it can't be done?

Is he really not afraid to fall to death? How much power will this physical body have?

All those who saw all this rubbed their eyes vigorously. They were dazzled and would never believe what they saw was true.

Dozens of meters high fall, chuxuan hit the ground, directly hit a big hole, aroused endless smoke.

Earth shaking, countless spider like cracks extend hundreds of meters, like a hill from the sky, hit the ground like.

In the smoke and dust, everyone was staring at the pit, hoping to see chuxuan, who was smashed into meat cakes, after the dust settled.

In this way, they are all safe and can survive.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, there is no movement in the pit, everyone's heart is happy, want to come to Chu Xuan should do his own death, play himself to death?

With a hum, a golden awn rose from the pit. The golden awn was like a dazzling sun, which made people unable to look directly. They blocked their eyes with their palms and could only squint at the golden awn through the cracks between their fingers.

A figure came out of the smoke and dust. It was like a God in the dust. There was no trace of dust on his body. His clothes fluttered and his hair moved with the wind. His face seemed to have a smile on his face.

"Ah! I'm really disappointed. You are much weaker than Lei Po Tian. In fact, you are so weak that you are not even as good as local chicken and dog! "

A cold voice, with sarcasm, floated out of the golden awn.

Chu Xuan's words are not fair. At that time, he fought against Lei Po Tian, and he was just a bitter bridge. At the moment, he did achieve the four pole state.

It is easy to deal with the Taoist master of Beichen. It seems that the Taoist master of Beichen is vulnerable to attack, but in fact, his cultivation has been promoted too fast.

Zheng!

The true spirit flies the sword to fly, Chu Xuan grasps casually, income in the system.

This one hand, makes the originally frightened Beichen one knife flow people, is pour a cold breath, some people have already murmured: "immortal!"

This skill is too much like the legend of heaven and earth in the sleeve, and that is the immortal's great magic power. In addition, Chu Xuan fell from the sky without any injury and other behaviors, so they naturally made Chu Xuan a complete myth.

"Don't panic. He won't let us go. This man is the devil who kills people without blinking an eye." The master of the Beichen Taoist priest took a horizontal view of his heart, and immediately became flustered. The disciples who wanted to escape gave a big drink: "if you want to live, you can only fight for your life. You can only fight back and forth."

"Beichen Bagua array."

Beichen yidaoliu's disciple was shocked when he heard his master's voice. He did not want to do what he wanted. He quickly threw the long sword in his hand into the air, and began to step on strange steps to control the long sword in the sky from the sky.

Whoosh

With each step of Beichen yidaoliu's disciple, an inexplicable force rises from his body. His body gradually becomes blurred, and there is a white smoke rising.

Their figures are completely hidden in the white smoke. With a buzz, the white smoke soars into the air and becomes a round of gossip.

When the eight trigrams are formed, the clouds and clouds in the sky change color. The long sword enters into the array, and the thunder is shining in the sky. The thunder tide is rolling towards the eight trigrams.