Five hundred and thirtieth chapters Shengtian Banzi
The corners of Fang Xiu's mouth turned up slightly. This guy probably had a crush on Xiao Yu and had unrequited love.
"So, you are just a thoughtless killing tool."
Fang Xiu sneered.
"The name of Baili Human Massacre is not in vain, but my legend has long been gone in the world. After she left, my heart died. The hall master is right, this world will never be the same."
They are only prepared for the strong."
Baili Qingfeng said indifferently, unmoved. Just as Fang Xiu said, she is just a killing machine without emotions.
Used by Su Tiankuo, he killed three thousand enemies for Yipintang and achieved massacre.
"So today, you came to kill me because the Lord of the First Grade Hall wanted to see me. He just wanted his daughter to become a tool for him to manipulate interests and power."
Fang Xiu sneered, such a father made him feel chilled.
The more this happens, the more Fang Xiu understands Xiaoyu's current situation. In her heart, she is already dead, but he wants to use actions to prove that his love will live forever!
"You shouldn't be here. Maybe you can live far away from home. You and her are not from the same world after all."
Baili Qingfeng looked directly at Fang Xiu, and slowly took off the big knife from his back. The mottled marks on the blade were like the glory of a veteran who had fought in all directions and killed countless enemies.
"You deserve my knife."
Baili Qingfeng said that in the battle just now, he could already see Fang Xiu's strength, but in the end, he was still in the realm of the Martial King, and a strong man in the Martial King's realm would never be something he could understand.
"Then should I also thank you?"
Fang Xiu smiled slightly, but the eyes between the two had become sharp, and the fight was about to break out.
"It's useless to talk more. Let's take a look at the knife. I won't torture you. In that case, even if Xiaoyu knows about it, he will blame me."
Baili Qingfeng drew out his sword, concentrated his energy, held the sword in both hands, jumped up, across the sky, and slashed down directly, as if the world was created, his momentum was unstoppable!
Fang Xiu's expression changed, as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and he was shocked. He clenched his hands, and the collision of swords shook the world. Invisibly, waves of strange storms rolled up around him, and almost everyone within a hundred meters was surrounded by them.
The vegetation, trees, bamboos, and rocks all turned into powder at this moment, and everything was completely silent.
Fang Xiu's body was directly knocked back for more than ten steps. He clenched the Tyrant Sword with both hands, and the tiger's mouth cracked. This sword moved forward with great force, shaking the mountains and rivers. Baili Qingfeng also used his nine-successful power, striving to strike.
Must kill, only if you want to destroy it.
But he was too confident, and Fang Xiu was not to be outdone. The swords collided, and the fire that burst out turned into fireballs, rising into the sky, extremely harsh.
With that sword blow, Fang Xiu felt for the first time the huge sense of oppression brought by the powerful Emperor Wu.
A strong man is a strong man after all. When the two people fought, every move was extremely violent. It could be seen that Baili Qingfeng was also an extremely manic person. The moment his blade rose, his whole body became violent.
It has changed, the man and the sword are united, and the murderous aura is like a rainbow.
The sword slashed horizontally, and the sharp edges were rising one after another. Fang Xiu remained unchanged in response to all changes. The two collided against each other time and time again, and the surge of vitality that burst out was deafening. It can be imagined that when the two fought, they were both
I tried my best.
Fang Xiu's body was strong enough, and his Tyrant Sword was not weak at all, but so was Baili Qingfeng. From the moment he appeared, Fang Xiu knew that this person was anything but simple.
But having said that, if you can't even pass his level, what qualifications do you have to kill the First Grade Hall?
In the first-grade hall, there are countless masters and countless strong people. Even if the breeze flows hundreds of miles away, even in the first-grade hall, I am afraid it will not be able to cause much trouble.
Baili Qingfeng was the first hurdle in front of him. Fang Xiu had to break him. Otherwise, why would he go to Yipin Hall to see Xiaoyu? Even if he went, he would probably just become everyone's laughing stock.
Xiaoyu's man must be upright and able to protect her from wind and rain, and he will never allow himself to fail.
Fight! Fight! Fight!
With Fang Xiu's Tyrant Sword in his hand, as if with divine help, the powerful giant sword cut through the void again and again. Baili Qingfeng was even more amazed. Unexpectedly, Fang Xiu not only resisted his first sword, but also the next one.
In the battle, the more he fights, the braver he becomes.
Although Baili Qingfeng had the upper hand, he did not dare to take it lightly. From the initial indifference to the current shock, this guy from King Wu Dzogchen did not seem to be in vain.
Baili Qingfeng has always been extremely arrogant and never puts anyone in his eyes. His fighting style has always been one-sword style. No one at the same level can resist his own sword. One sword will determine the outcome.
However, Baili Qingfeng had to treat Fang Xiu's heavy sword seriously. Although he had the upper hand, he guarded every step. It seemed difficult, but he was able to deal with it for a long time without losing.
Baili Qingfeng's eyes were filled with wonder. You must know that Fang Xiu's strength is only the Martial King's Perfection, but he has just broken through the Martial King's realm. The gap between the two should be as big as heaven and earth.
Others, but in the end, I can only take half a step ahead.
Baili Qingfeng's sword skills are swift and swift, like a tiger descending from a mountain or a blue dragon emerging from the sea. It can only advance but not retreat. When it is overpowered, it can only rely on fighting to support fighting, making every step of the way.
"Zangkong Zhanyue!"
Baili Qingfeng held the long sword in his hands, and the sharp edge flashed like a bright moon in the sky, then turned again, like a knife cutting in two, the sword's light rose up, unscrupulous.
It has to be said that Fang Xiu now has to sprint with all his strength to be able to compete with Baili Qingfeng, but his sword is too strong and the edge is not sharp, which means it is both fast and ruthless.
When the light of the sword settles, thousands of sails fall, and the energy of the sword stretches thousands of miles across.
Fang Xiu was united in his mind and did not dare to underestimate him. Every step he took was cautious. The fight between the two was a classic. One sword after another, the flesh and blood were seen. It was so exciting that Fang Xiu's fighting spirit was completely blown away by Baili.
It was ignited by the breeze.
It can be seen that the strong Martial Emperor has just broken through, but he still taught Fang Xiu a hard lesson and was full of domineering.
Baili Qingfeng's sword skills are almost unrivaled. He enters the country with a sword, and the sword is deadly. Fang Xiu can only compete with him with the Six Paths of Hegemony Sword Art. However, his suppressive power has always been the upper hand, and there is no trace of it.
Give Fang Xiu any chance to breathe.
Work hard and kill before you stop!
"Mad God Technique!"
Fang Xiu's whole body was shaken, his energy and blood surged, and he used the Mad God Art. His powerful body and surging power continued to rise, and his momentum became much stronger, almost reaching the level of a half-step Martial Emperor.
The heavy sword has no edge and is ingenious but has no workmanship. The heavy sword has an edge and is ingenious!
A layer of domineering sword energy made Fang Xiu's strength rise a lot. The confrontation between the two people was like needle-to-nose, and they completely unleashed evenly matched killing intent.
Fang Xiu fought hard, and finally began to sound the clarion call for counterattack.
He had been struggling to deal with it before, but under the Mad God Art, the Eternal Supreme Body was perfectly embodied, and his domineering sword energy spanned the rainbow.
The light of the sword shakes the sky, the shadow of the sword tears through the sky, and the heavy punches of the two strike out. The life-and-death showdown is truly earth-shattering.
Fang Xiu's eyes were filled with excitement. This was the real battle. The blood was burning, the earth was roaring, and each sword cut through the sky like a dragon and a tiger contending.
"Yes, that's a bit cool."
Baili Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally began to fight with all his strength. Fang Xiu's Mad God Art made him a little wary. The sword technique, which was originally fearless in life and death, became more and more powerful. The powerful duel between the two people was all about letting him down.
The other party felt a sense of sympathy for each other.
From the initial disdain to the current solemnity, Baili Qingfeng could not help but look at Fang Xiu with admiration.
There weren't many people he admired, and although Fang Xiu wasn't one of them, he was still the first to be able to fight him back and forth with the King of Martial Perfection.
"Funeral style!"
"Nine springs embrace the moon!"
The swords screamed in unison, deafening, rolling like the tide. In the valley where the wind and clouds were changing, thunder flashed, the haze was thick, and green and red lights cut through the clouds.
Fang Xiu gritted his teeth and fought again and again, rising from the dust and bursting out of the rocks. The two of them had each other's victory and defeat, and the fight was inextricable.
"No one can stop me from meeting Xiaoyu, not even Tian!"
Fang Xiu's sword caused a stir and established the world. The Tyrant Sword and Baili Qingfeng's broadsword were constantly changing. From the beginning to the end, the storm was surrounding the two of them. Black clouds were pressing down on the mountain, and the mountain rain was about to come.
"The wind breaks through the waves, hanging directly from the top of the clouds! Draw your sword and strike!"
Baili Qingfeng's eyes were clear of murderous intent, he jumped up, gathered all his strength on the blade, drew out the sword, and slashed the sky with fury!
"Break the black beam with one sword!"
Fang Xiu's sword rises to frighten the giant. In the realm of sword master, he condenses in the center of the sword. The heavy sword breaks the sky, and its power is like a bullfight!
Two rays of rainbow light, one green and one blue, were facing each other, shining in the void. The sword broke through, instantly tearing apart the long sword's light. With the force of drawing the sword, Fang Xiu suppressed Shengsheng back.
"Chichi——"
The sword gleamed on his back and retreated away.
Fang Xiu's sword cut through the world and cut into two parts.
boom--
Baili Qingfeng took ten steps back, his face was extremely ugly, his long hair was messy, he was a little disappointed, but he was not afraid.
At that moment, he gently stroked the big knife full of gaps, seemingly full of heartache.
"puff!"
A mouthful of reverse blood was sprinkled on the broadsword, which was quite coquettish.
"I lost."
Baili Qingfeng murmured, and the knife in his hand seemed to be eclipsed at this moment.
"Kill or behead me, take my life."
Fang Xiu gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was almost exhausted from this battle.
"You are very strong. If I defeat you, it will only be half a victory over the sky. If the sword in your hand is comparable to my Tyrant Sword, this battle will not be easy to say."
Fang Xiu shook his head.
"If I don't kill you, if I kill you, maybe Xiaoyu will be sad."
Fang Xiu murmured.
Baili Qingfeng raised his head and looked at Fang Xiu in surprise.