Chapter 1141： Deceive too much

Boom!

The sword slashed straight down, the style and power were so powerful that the words became a little pale.

At least all the people who saw this sword have their hearts and minds seized for it.

Baitu's face showed pride.

The ancient sword gods can achieve the name of a wealthy clan with swordsmanship, so naturally they have their own uniqueness.

This sword formation is one of the best.

Once used, the swordsmanship of everyone in the sword formation can be gathered in one person.

That is really the **** blocking the killing of the gods and the Buddha.

So in his opinion, this sword can definitely kill Xue An!

But the triumph on his face has not fully bloomed, I saw Xue An raised his head and looked at the cut sword, smiled slightly, "It's interesting, but that's it!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand, as if he wanted to block the sword with a flesh and blood palm.

Seeing this scene, many people shook their heads secretly, thinking that Xue An should be deterred by the momentum of this sword, causing confusion.

Otherwise, how can you faint and want to fight the lingering sword light with flesh and blood?

The white picture that struck with the sword was even more triumphant and wanted to laugh three times.

Because he felt that Xue An must be at the end of the battle, and there was nothing to do.

But just when everyone thought that Xue An would splash with blood at the next moment.

I saw the sword light that was originally shining like a shooting star stagnated in an instant.

Everyone was taken aback.

Including Bai Tu, the pride on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a face of shock.

Because at this moment, Xue An's **** clamped the streamer, and it could not be stored anymore.

All the previous sword force was pressed in front of Xue An's two slender fingers, and they all disappeared invisible.

Break the sword with your hand!

This is simply unheard of.

Bai Tu has never seen him before, but as soon as he gritted his teeth, he suddenly pulled back, trying to pull the sword out of Xue An's hand.

But only then did he realize that Xue An's **** were like two big mountains, and they couldn't shake them at all.

At the same time, Xue An smiled faintly, "Is that just enough strength?"

As he said, he drew the sword back lightly, Bai Tu only felt a sudden surge of great strength, but his palm was strenuous, so he threw his hand away, and then stepped back a few steps with fear and fright. Looking at Xue An blankly.

Not only him, everyone's eyes also gathered in Xue An's body.

At this time, Xue An held Liushou, looked up and down the sword a few times, then shook his head slightly, "The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity... the swordsmanship of people who use it is too rubbish!"

After that, Xue An smiled sorrowfully against the white picture and the ancient sword gods.

"Today, I will show you the true power of this sword!"

While speaking, Xue An flicked the quicksand sword lightly.

The sound of a sword roar resembling a dragon's roar instantly resounded throughout the Tianhuoshenxuan.

Then I saw subtle bursts of sound from this quicksand sword, and runes burst into pieces.

Those are all the magic circles left by the patriarchs of the ancient sword gods on this flow killing sword.

Although they are very inconspicuous, the superposition of generations is still not to be underestimated.

And Bai Tu can control this sword, also because of these magic circles.

Even he has always thought that the reason for this slaughter is tyrannical, largely because of these magic circles.

can be when Xue An flicked all the magic circles attached to it, but seeing the brilliance of this slaughter sword circulating, it was like a star.

'S momentum is soaring steadily, and in an instant, it is more than a hundred times stronger than before.

Then Xue An nodded in satisfaction, "This is what looks like!"

After that, Xue An just cut down with a single sword as if he was indifferent.

There was a stab, and the space where the quicksand sword passed was like a fragile paper, which was directly cut through a long and narrow crack.

This kind of power is simply unheard of.

At least Bai Tu and others are already looking a little silly.

Then Xue An raised his eyes and smiled at them sorrowfully, "Now, let your own swords come to yourselves!!!"

After that, Xue An waved casually.

The Flowing Killing Sword flew out, and then it began to hover over the heads of the ancient sword gods.

"Not good!" Bai Tu exclaimed.

It may be too late, but seeing that the flow kill sword is like a dragon, it cuts straight.

噗噗!

With a muffled sound, the quicksand sword is like a death sickle, harvesting the lives of the ancient swords of the Protoss tribe.

screams, unwilling roars, begging for mercy resounded throughout the Sky Fire God Xuan.

But none of this helps.

Just a few breaths.

These ancient sword **** race people were almost slaughtered.

Only Bai Tu relied on his strong strength to barely escape the catastrophe.

But he has also been horrified by Xue An's endless methods, and there is only one thought left in his mind, that is, escape!

So he didn't even dare to look at Xue An, turned around and ran away.

The speed of sword repair is the fastest among all kinds of cultivation methods, and the white figure cultivation base is really good, so when he intends to flee with all his strength, he almost has to escape from the Heavenly Fire God Xuan in a short time.

As long as you leave the Tianhuoshenxuan, the world outside is vast, so I will be free to ride! And when I return to the clan, I will definitely try my best to avenge this revenge!

Bai Tu secretly calculated in his heart, under the urging of the whole body's cultivation base, the speed suddenly increased a bit.

Seeing that he is about to leave here Xue An stood still and did not move, but smiled coldly, "Want to go? Do you think you can still go?"

After that, Xue An waved his hand and uttered softly, "Go!"

But seeing this flow killing sword screamed, it directly pierced the void in front of him, and suddenly disappeared in place.

And Bai Tu, who was running at full speed, suddenly felt that his hair was standing upright, and his heart was alarming, and he could not help but stop suddenly.

Just when his body shape was able to stop, the quicksand sword slashed down against his nose. When the distance was close, Bai Tu even felt that the end of his nose was cold, and the sword energy had already cut his skin.

Blood rushed out.

But Bai Tu has no time to take care of this. He has been hacked and he just wants to get away from Xue An as soon as possible, so he turns around and wants to escape after changing directions.

But this time, before his speed increased, another sword intent lay ahead.

Bai Tu's liver and gallbladder were split, turned around and ran, and the result was the same.

in an instant.

The white picture seemed to be in a sword prison, trapped between square inches, unable to move at all.

At this time, Xue An smiled faintly, "Are you still running?"

Bai Tu was shocked all over, then slowly turned around, looking at Xue An with complex eyes full of fright, anger, and horror. It was not until a moment later that he took a deep breath, "You and I are both swords. Xiu, how about letting me go?".

Xue An smiled, then shook his head, "No!"

Baitu's complexion condensed, and then angrily said: "Xue An, you don't want to deceive people too much, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, if you push me in a hurry, you may not be able to do well!"