Eternal First Immortal Sect

"Kacha!" A sound came suddenly.

As the beam of light hit Xiaojin's Ghost Head Knife, dense cracks appeared directly in the Ghost Head Knife in his hand.

Xiao Jin was stunned, and he subconsciously moved the weapon in his hand.

"Cracking!"

A series of noises continuously erupted from the ghost knife in his hand.

"Boom!"

The Guitou Knife could no longer withstand the terrifying power, and eventually exploded directly, turning into countless blade fragments.

"Puff!" The Guitou Dao was linked to Xiao Jin's life, and the Guitou Dao was broken. Although Xiao Jin would not die immediately, he was also seriously injured.

The masters of the swordsman, majoring in the word "sword", the ghost sword is not only their weapon, but also their life.

"Cough..." Xiaojin coughed twice, and a large stream of blood slowly flowed out of his mouth, making his face paler.

"Boy, I heard that your Domineering Swordsman's Scripture is very powerful, why don't you show it and let me see it?" Huang Quan's mouth had a playful smile, and he glanced at Xiao Jin with contempt.

Xiao Jin's fists were clenched tightly, and he remembered what the master of Tyrant Swords had made to him.

"No, I definitely can't lose, I definitely can't live up to the expectations of the sect master!" Xiao Jin slowly lowered his head, and in his eyes, there seemed to be two raging fires that kept burning.

Xiao Jin took a deep breath, and the Domineering Sabre Scriptures in his body began to spin frantically.

"Ahem..." Xiaojin had suffered a serious injury, and now he is forcibly running the Domineering Daojing, which makes him even more injured, and his face is pale and terrifying.

After a while, Xiao Jin's body suddenly burst out with a powerful force, and countless sword intents kept pouring out of Xiao Jin's body.

Xiaojin took two steps forward slowly, then slowly stretched out his right hand.

A huge ghost knife slowly condensed in the palm of Xiaojin's hand, and the knife exuded a bloodthirsty light.

If the master of the tyrant saw the scene before him, he would definitely be shocked.

Because what Xiaojin is currently displaying is the highest secret skill of the Padaojing!

Xiaojin condensed the belief in his heart into a domineering sword, and the Naha sword was connected with his blood, and the blade trembling slowly, bursting out with powerful force.

"This time, it's finally interesting." A faint smile appeared at the corner of Huang Quan's mouth. Now Xiao Jin has already made Huang Quan feel a sense of danger.

Huang Quan is serious!

"The sword dominates the world!" Xiao Jin held the big sword in his hands tightly, then leaped into the air and slashed fiercely against the top of Huang Quan's head.

The terrifying domineering arrogance burst out of Xiao Jin's body, even blowing away the devilish energy from Huang Quan's body.

Tyrant sword carried a very sharp cold light. Although its blade was illusory, its strength was extremely solid.

Huang Quan also took a deep breath, then suddenly stretched out a palm and patted directly at the big knife on the top of his head.

With this palm, Huang Quan used all his strength, he no longer kept his hands, but wanted to really compete with this little Jinzhen.

The broadsword slowly slammed into Huang Quan's palm, and a terrifying wave of air erupted.

Huang Quan's body directly withdrew several meters backwards, and then slowly stopped.

Looking back at Xiao Jin, although the light of the overlord sword in his hand was dimmed, it was not a major problem.

Huang Quan frowned slightly, he slowly lowered his head and looked at his right palm.

I saw Huang Quan's right palm with a huge scar of a very terrifying knife traversing it, as if he was about to split his palm completely.

"Interesting." Huang Quan's mouth slowly cracked into a smile. He was not angry because of his injury, but smiled happily.

"You are no longer my opponent, you give up." Xiaojin held the knife in both hands, he said to Huang Quan blankly, his tone full of firmness.

Just now, Xiao Jin actually broke through to the highest level of the Domineering Dao Jing.

It is said that since the creation of the Padao Scripture, only the ancestor of the mountains of the Padaomen has reached the highest state.

For countless years to come, no matter what level of genius, he can always only use foreign objects as his own zombies, unable to condense the real domineering sword.

"I'm afraid it's too early to say this now?" Huang Quan took a step forward slowly, and his body finally broke out with a sense of war.

In just an instant, Huang Quan disappeared in place, and then instantly came to the top of Xiao Jin's head, and slapped him again.

Xiao Jin's reaction was quick, and he hurriedly held a knife to resist Huang Quan's attack.

"Boom!"

Huang Quan's palm slapped the Tyrant Sword fiercely, and the terrifying devilish energy instantly crushed away, nearly smashing the Tyrant Sword in Xiaojin's hand into nothingness again.

Xiao Jin hurriedly backed up two steps, only then took off the strength of that palm.

"Why is this guy so strong? He is just a newcomer to Emperor Wu, why can he compete with me?" Xiaojin was shocked, and he muttered to himself in disbelief.

Xiaojin is a unique and peerless genius in the Badaomen, and has even been appointed as the next master of the Badaomen.

It can be said that Xiaojin is definitely an invincible existence of the same rank in the Domineering Swordsman, but now compared with this Huangquan, Xiaojin's talent is so ordinary and ordinary.

"If you can catch the palm below, then I will automatically admit defeat in this competition." Huang Quan put a hand behind his back, and then spoke to Xiao Jin in a contemptuous tone.

"come on!"

Xiao Jin took a deep breath, he held the sword in both hands, and put the Dadao directly in front of him.

The killing intent in his eyes was madly condensed, and all the power on his body was gathered in his own hands.

"The Devil's Palm of Huangquan!" Huang Quan said flatly, he took a step forward, and then slowly stretched out his scarred right palm.

"Boom!"

The terrifying coercion condensed in the air, and an extremely large **** palm slowly formed on top of Xiaojin's head.

Although Huang Quan didn't comprehend the palm print of the sky, he raised the power of Huang Quan's clutch by one point again.

Now he also wants to test, what exactly is his Huangquan clutches?

And Xiaojin, unfortunately, became Huangquan's whetstone.

Huang Quan slowly dropped his palm, and the huge **** hand in the sky also suddenly photographed, directly blasting on top of Xiaojin's head.

Xiao Jin took a deep breath. He held knives in both hands, and then slashed towards the huge palm prints on the top of his head.

The overlord knife in Xiaojin's hand draws a terrifying blade light, as if to split everything in this world.

The huge **** palm prints fell fiercely and smashed directly at Xiaojin.

"Boom!"

As if the gods were angry, an extremely powerful spiritual power instantly crushed the entire arena.