Chapter 908

The temperature around suddenly dropped suddenly, and the blazing breath was scattered for a few minutes. The silver moon, which had been suspended in the void, fell down directly and went to meet the bamboo.

Burning the sun?

Zhao Jiuge's eyes showed an unconvinced light. You have a burning sun and I have a silver moon. I'd like to see who is really powerful. After controlling the moon dance, Zhao Jiuge's own attack has not been weakened at all. He continues to wave the "cold hell" in his hands, and the sword is flying.

Elegy.

After that, Zhao Jiuge used his sword to fight against the cold young man. After the blood in Zhao Jiuge's body was stimulated, he immediately chose a hard way to fight back.

The strong sword spirit seems to come with sadness. The sword light that emerges reveals the mysterious color, and severely hits the sword Qi that goes to the water.

The young man holding the blue sword was calm and calm. He was wielding the magic weapon of the brown bag in front of him. The blade swayed slightly in front of him. If he didn't do it, he not only had to defend the sword spirit brought by the eight wasteland sword array, but also hit Zhao Jiuge at the critical moment.

The whole gorge is like shaking the earth and rocking mountains. There are violent sounds of explosion everywhere. The fastest speed is the collision between sword Qi, and the collision between running water and elegy is not only the fastest, but also the most powerful.

After their swords burst out, their swords twinkled with dazzling light, and they were close to the burning sun Jue released from the bamboo. However, after only a short time, everything disappeared. The thick sword like water disappeared directly. When the sad cry dissipated, the cold looking young man was even more frosty, and there was blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Jiuge was obviously better than Zhao Jiuge in the aspect of sword cultivation. After the fierce sword spirit entered his body, he destroyed his internal organs and bowels with a lot of cold, which blocked his spiritual power and suppressed the sword spirit.

The indifferent young man took a deep look at Zhao Jiuge. As expected, Zhao Jiuge deserves his reputation. Now, where does he dare to continue to fight, he can only suppress the sword spirit in his body.

On the other hand, the silver moon and the burning sun collide. It seems that both sides are equal, but in fact it is Zhao Jiuge who suffered some losses and started with several people successively. Naturally, he was a little weak.

Cold and blazing heat interweave. Even the silver moon condensed by sword Qi can't resist the power of burning sun. The dazzling light poured out, as if it could melt everything. Under this kind of attack, the fierce silver moon had to avoid its edge.

When the silver moon was melted by the burning sun of xuzhu, the dazzling light shone on Zhao Jiuge's body, and the golden body of Sanskrit was constantly bursting out with rich colors in an attempt to resist the hot breath. However, under the attack of the burning sun, Zhao Jiuge's Sanskrit gold body was looming.

Zhao Jiuge's spiritual power is rapidly consumed. At least the situation has not reached the worst. When the domineering Sanskrit golden body is unable to resist the burning sun, the dazzling light finally dissipates.

Zhao Jiuge took a breath of relief, looking at the opposite some of the complacent bamboo and ink heart two people, suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the intention, and then Zhao Jiuge's face suddenly changed.

Because he unknowingly fell in love with the way of the ink heart. He was poisoned in his body. In the purple mansion and the spirit group which was about to liquefy, there was an invisible black mist on it.

When he exerted his spiritual power, his speed and power would be affected to a certain extent, and he still felt a certain tingling sensation. When he felt this situation, Zhao Jiuge immediately manipulated the spiritual power in his body and wanted to wipe out the existence of this poisonous fog. However, no matter how he dealt with it, he was not able to solve the small poisonous gas. He was still calm Zhao Jiuge, finally some color change, after all, this is not a small trouble.

"Don't waste your energy. The poison of poison cultivation is so easy to cure. How can the reputation of poison cultivation spread so far?"

Mo Xin smiles, especially when he sees Zhao Jiuge's face change slightly. Now he finally has the power to use martial arts. Just now he takes advantage of xuzhu to fight with Zhao Jiuge, and uses his own means by surprise. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jiuge doesn't realize it.

Zhao Jiuge doesn't talk nonsense about him at the moment. Seeing that he can't directly use the cold air in his body's spiritual power to wrap it tightly, he temporarily suppresses it, so as not to let the toxin affect his own strength. As for the later things to be solved in the future, although the poisons of poison cultivation are all kinds of strange, few people except himself can untie them, but Zhao Jiuge is partial Don't believe in evil.

Two drops of golden water are directly condensed by Zhao Jiuge in the air in front of him. Zhao Jiuge is completely inspired by the blood in his body and the killing intention in his heart. No matter whether someone will come to him after hearing the wind or not, Zhao Jiuge has to teach a few people a lesson, and now he dares to poison himself!

"Whew."

After being manipulated by Zhao Jiuge, two drops of golden water directly shoot into the eight wasteland sword array. Zhao Jiuge is now totally a free hand. If this can't solve the problem, Zhao Jiuge has to give up.At present, in addition to the Feizhu, Mo Xin and the young man holding the knife are safe and sound. The indifferent young man has his own sword spirit and has to fight hard to suppress it. As for Mo Xin, he may be able to break out a lot of power in the group fight, but in the face of such a fight, he can't play his advantage at all. It's not a worry.

The two drops of golden water, all of which are directed at xuzhu. Xuzhu feels the dangerous breath and looks shocked. After all, there is still a gap between him and Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge is about to reach the bottleneck of Linghai realm, and even the means of Linghai realm have been explored. If it was not for the limitation caused by the eight grade spirit path, I am afraid that all spiritual power will be accumulated now Almost, breaking into their own spiritual sea.

"Mo Xin, block the attack of the eight wasteland sword array, I will."

Every drop of golden water, like tens of thousands of catties, came with a savage breath and momentum. Looking at this situation, both the young man with a blue long sword and xuzhu understood that xuzhu could not resist the attack at all, so the young man holding the blue broadsword suddenly burst into a big drink.

Maybe if there is only a drop of golden water, the bamboo can barely resist it, but the young man holding a long knife completely overestimates the ability of Mo Xin's defense means!

After a burst of fierce color burst out from the brown cloth bag, the young man holding the broadsword directly waved the blue broadsword in his hand in the eight wasteland sword array around him.

At the same time, he was distracted and manipulated the defense of the magic weapon of brown cloth bag. At the same time, he used his own knife to bombard him with all his strength, just to see that he could stop the track of the golden water drops and relieve some pressure for the bamboo.

But xuzhu itself is releasing a piece of armor, which is shining with colorful light. It is more appropriate to say that it is just a silk robe, but the color overflowing out is colorful.

When the young man with a big knife drank it, Mo Xin had to be stunned. However, he felt the fierce array of eight wild swords and had to resist the sharp edge.

As a poison cultivator, his physical body is not as strong as that of a knife, and his defense means are not many. However, this situation can not tolerate him.

The black aura burst out, together with the light from the brown cloth bag, to resist the fierce attack of the surrounding eight wasteland sword array. But how could he resist it? Previously, with the youth holding the blue broadsword, the strength of the later stage of transforming God realm, and his own domineering means, he could barely resist it. Now, only at the beginning of the transformation realm can he resist it Where can he resist.

The fire red light directly strangled the black fog, which immediately became much thinner, and then directly impacted on the brown cloth bag. However, no matter how powerful the brown cloth bag was, it was impossible to protect the three people completely. There was always some place that was not well protected.

Before that, two drops of golden water, one of which was bombarded on the colorful silk robe, and the other was directly intercepted by the swordsman of wandaozong.

"Boom." The colorful silk robe is also a top-notch spirit weapon. In terms of wealth, xuzhu is better than Zhao Jiuge in everything. Even if they were both the chief disciples of the holy land before, after all, Xuantian Jianmen's sect rules are such that they can't get anything for nothing. Wandaozong values xuzhu, the future patriarch, and naturally gives Xu Zhu a reward.

The arrogant golden water drops hit the colorful silk robe, but the color is fast and dim, and the surrounding space is rippling with ripples at the starting point. However, the bamboo has not been hurt, but his face is slightly white. Although the magic weapon is good, it has to pay a price to use it naturally. In order to resist this attack, the spirit power of xuzhu is quickly emptied several layers, and some weak feelings immediately follow him From within the body.

On the other hand, although the young man holding the sword is also an elder of the wandaozong sect, his strength is still above that of xuzhu, but his wealth is not as rich as xuzhu. Even if he tries his best to stop this drop of golden water, he does not have to stop it completely.

"Bang."

The fierce Dao Gang bombarded the golden water drop and did not directly hurt the golden water drop. Even though the power of the golden water drop was weakened a lot, it still rushed to the eight wasteland sword array.

The house leaks and rains at night.

Originally, this drop of golden water was not completely blocked. After the knife Gang split on his body, it automatically dispersed. At this time, a scream came first.

"Ah..." The familiar voice naturally came out of Mo Xin's mouth. At the moment, he was covered with sword marks, and endless sword Qi bombarded his body surface.

After all, it couldn't stop the attack of the eight wasteland sword array. The dense sword spirit naturally attacked him first. As for the bamboo, there was the brown cloth bag guarding it.

The power of the sword array really makes the scalp numb and frightening. With just a few breaths, Mo Xin is under that kind of crazy attack, and has no breath of life. As a result, poison Xiu's physical quality is not as good as those of sword cultivation. Therefore, only a piece of blood is left on the ground, and no body remains.

At this time, the young man with the knife naturally noticed the changes around him, and immediately wanted to block the dense sword Qi around him with his knife, but it was too late.

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