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"It's true, Hoo..." Red spirit long breath, perhaps the world itself is not deep enough.

"Really?" Lin Xiyue took a cold breath and was shocked. All along, she only knew that Sikong Banyu was mysterious. However, she could not understand the mystery. Now Lin Xiyue finally knew that it was immortal The gap between them is ridiculous. I always thought that Sikong Banyu didn't like him because of his lack of feelings. It turned out that they were not from the same world at all.

Although she only went with Sikong Banyu for a few days, Lin Xiyue felt that she had nothing to do. She could only be protected. If you were yourself, would you take a weak chicken by your side and take care of people at any time?

"So it is, ha ha..." Lin Xiyue is very disappointed with her smile.

In the void, Sikong half language fixed his eyes on the right emissary. His strength should not be underestimated. Although this attack is only a tentative attack, no one uses his full strength, but the expert knows if there is one. The strength of this man may have reached the peak in the early stage of xuanjing. If it wasn't for his son of heaven's swordsmanship, he might not be his opponent.

"Sikong Banyu, you are not weak indeed. You took over my half sky sword with the highest cultivation of Dongxu. You are worthy of the highest position among the younger generation, but That's all. " The right emissary said, his body shook and disappeared in place. At the next moment, Sikong's half language side appeared, and a knife was cut out. The terrible sword stroke across the void, as if to cut the void directly.

"Is it? Not necessarily. " In Sikong's half language, Zhen Yuan vibrates and a sword Qi is thrown out. Now he has reached the peak of his spiritual realm. His spirit state has nine turns, which is equivalent to the amount of compressed Qi from nine elixir fields. The long and lasting breath is not what ordinary people can imagine. This is the biggest difference between a monk and a martial artist.

The martial arts can borrow some of the power of heaven and earth, but the friars themselves are just like heaven and earth, which is extremely terrifying.

In an instant, the swords and swords twinkle in the void, you come and I go. The aftereffect of the fight even the distant Tian Songzi and others were frightened. They thought to themselves that if they were on each other, they would have to do their best, otherwise it would be the result of death.

"The most powerful man in the world, I'm afraid, will add another person after today." Taoist priest Qinglian sighed in a low voice. In the eyes of many people, they are already very powerful masters. Only they know that their cultivation of the void realm is not worth mentioning for the real strong.

There are only demigods who can really be called strong men. They are truly detached from the secular existence, do not say to destroy heaven and earth, but it has already been like a mountain falling apart, frightening.

"Yes?" The left emissary carefully looked at Sikong Banyu and the right emissary, and frowned slightly. Before, he had not found anything abnormal. However, after dozens of moves, Zuo Shi found a terrible phenomenon, that is, each attack of Sikong Banyu will be more fierce than before. According to reason, with the war going on, more and more true Qi will be consumed, and the attack is only It will become weaker and weaker. How can it become stronger and stronger? This is not reasonable at all!

"What kind of skills did this man practice? How can the breath be so long? If the right emissary can't take this person down in a short time, the right emissary is afraid to be exhausted. At that time... " Thinking of this, Zuo had a bad premonition in his heart.

The right emissary also found that the Sikong Banyu was just a freak. He was obviously different from himself, but his attack was not inferior. Moreover, he was more domineering than himself. What's more, his true Qi was as endless as taking it, and there was no end to it. Let him have an illusion, that is, he is different from Sikong half language by a realm, not by Sikong half language.

"It's not a way to go on like this. We have to end the war with the momentum of thunder. Otherwise, the longer the delay is, the worse it will be for me." Thinking of this, the right emissary suddenly raised his sword and chopped away with the power of Taishan. Sikong's half language was not vague, and the sword Qi in his hand was cut horizontally.

"Bang..." The force of the anti shock sent the two of them all together for more than ten meters before they were relieved.

"Sikong Banyu, I have to say that you are the strongest among the younger generation I met. If you give you another 10 years, maybe I will not be your opponent. Unfortunately, the young man is too sharp. You will be involved in the muddy water of Longwei. You can only say that your life is bad." With a sharp drink from the right emissary, his whole body was filled with genuine Qi. The blade of the long knife in his hand was like a trembling heart, and wave after wave began to spread.

Looking at the whole thing, the right emissary at the moment is like a magic sword out of its sheath. The terrifying sword force covers the whole sky and makes up for it, as if to cut the whole void completely.

"Sword? Ha ha That's all. " Although the right emissary made a lot of noise, it fell in Sikong Banyu's eyes, which made him feel relieved. Although the right emissary only understood the sword's power. Although it has reached the peak, the sword's power is the sword's power, but not the sword's spirit. If the right emissary has already understood the spirit of the sword, Sikong Banyu can't be good today even with the help of the son of heaven's sword technique.However, the sword power and the sword spirit both exist at the same level. Although both of them have reached the peak, for Kendo, Sikong Banyu's understanding of Kendo is not comparable to that of the person who has realized the peak of sword power.

"Almost, only a little, almost you'll understand the spirit of the sword. Unfortunately, the blade's power is the sword's power." Sikong half language shakes his head, this war arrived here, also almost should end!

"Breaking sky sword." With a big drink from the right emissary, the whole person disappeared in the same place. At the same time, in the whole void, countless terrible long knives slowly emerged from the space. Each long Dao had a strong black air, which covered the sky like raindrops, and surrounded Sikong Banyu in the middle.

"Sikong Banyu, you should be content to die under my broken sky sword. Remember not to be so sharp in the next life, because you can live longer."

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