Martial Dao Great Emperor

Bian Yuanxiong didn't know what Luo Xiu thought. He only knew that he had broken through the eighth-level gods and demons realm, but he couldn't clean up an ant whose cultivation base was not as good as his own. This was absolutely something he couldn't bear.

"go to hell!"

Under the monstrous anger, the killing intent became even more powerful and violent. He had already made up his mind, as long as he took this guy, the secret techniques he had cultivated would be in his pocket.

The dazzling light enveloped Luo Xiu's body. Among the ninety-nine formations inscribed on his body, there were 33 defensive formations. Each formation embodies the profound meaning of his perception of the battle against Tao, which is equivalent to seven ranks. God-level formation.

Although the opponent is an eighth-level **** and demon-level powerhouse, thirty-three seven-level defensive talisman, plus his combat strength comparable to a seventh-level artifact, the opponent's attack of this level is still unable to attack him. Pose a deadly threat.

At the same time, he used the path of no phase to evolve the rules of Dao Yun, and the surrounding space became solidified, forming a strong defense, which is as solid as gold.

"boom!"

With this shot, Luo Xiu stubbornly resisted, because he wanted to try, how much he could do against the eighth-class gods and demons.

The sky-shaking loud noise burst into the void, and Bian Yuanxiong's angry blow shattered a large area of ​​space. Luo Xiu's body instantly flew out, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"This... how is this possible?" Bian Yuanxiong's eyes widened. Although the shot just now was not his most powerful method, how could this guy resist it with the cultivation base of the eighth-class gods and demons?

More importantly, he discovered that the opponent seemed to be slightly injured. How strong should his physical combat body be?

"Do you only have this kind of strength?"

Hundreds of feet away, Luo Xiu's feet were in the air, only to hear a loud bang. The space was split apart by the explosion of his feet, and a black robe was hunting in the strong wind.

His eyes fell on Bian Yuanxiong's body like electricity, and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, "If you only have this level of strength, then you, the so-called eighth-class **** and demon, are too weak."

"you wanna die!"

Bian Yuanxiong's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the **** sharp spear shattered the falling thunder light while waving his hand. The sharp spear turned into a blood dragon, roaring towards Luo Xiu.

It seems the same move, but this time, when Bian Yuanxiong’s sharp spear was constantly approaching, his eyes suddenly turned into pitch black. A powerful soul and spiritual power burst from his eyebrows. Out.

"Stupid things, die to me!"

Soul attack, this is Bian Yuanxiong's truly powerful trump card. In the process of fighting against each other, soul attacks are invincible, and the battle between the strong is changing rapidly. Even a momentary loss of mind can cause a deadly threat.

It is also by virtue of this method that Bian Yuanxiong can rise step by step in the killing, from nothing to become a powerhouse in control of the starry sky and land.

"This is what you call relying on?"

Luo Xiu smiled. Since the soul godhead transformed into a holy soul, he can say that the most feared thing is the soul attack.

Perhaps his power of divine consciousness is not strong enough, so it is difficult to cast a soul attack to affect a strong person who has exceeded his own cultivation level too much, but if it is only a defense, Luo Xiu has strong confidence.

Bian Yuanxiong's spiritual consciousness is very powerful, with a tyrannical and angry aura, like an unstoppable spear light, it pierced Luo Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness with extreme ferocity.

Luo Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness is like a vast starry sky, and the twinkling light spots are like stars, converging to form a galaxy. This is his memory.

In the long river of memory, the humanoid holy soul sat cross-legged on a star and slowly opened his eyes.

"boom!"

A big hand stretched out from the long river of memory, and the spear light formed by Bian Yuanxiong's soul and consciousness was instantly grasped, like a struggling snake caught by iron tongs, unable to move at all.

The confrontation between souls, lightning and flint, in the outside world, Bian Yuanxiong originally thought that the opponent would be lost when attacked by his own soul, and he even directly hit the sea of ​​knowledge by him, but he did not expect that his soul would attack It was blocked, and even the spear light of his soul condensed out was annihilated.

The black-robed young man on the opposite side was not affected by the attack of the soul at all. With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, his figure flashed and appeared in front of him in an instant.

"Boom!"

Before Bian Yuanxiong could react, Luo Xiu's fist had already smashed into his chest. Bian Yuanxiong's body flew out hundreds of meters away, his seventh-class artifact-class armor was cracked every inch, his mouth Blood spurted from it.

At this moment, the Thunder Tribulation of Heaven's Punishment reached its most violent moment. Numerous thunders continued to fall like a violent storm. Bian Yuanxiong vomited several mouthfuls of blood in a row, embarrassed and miserable.

However, Bian Yuanxiong's strength is indeed very strong. Even under the blast of this violent thunder tribulation, he did not die. After he resisted this wave of thunder tribulations, the next wave of thunder tribulation has not yet fallen. There was a hideous resentment in his eyes.

"I won't kill you, I swear not to be a man!"

Bian Yuanxiong's eyes were bleeding red and crazily, he was desperately trying to kill this person, whether for himself or for the brother who was killed by the other party.

It's just that Bian Yuanxiong may never know what his brother has done during his retreat. If he knows that his woman has been played by his brother for many years, how should he think?

However, there is no if between the world and the earth. Even the strong man who controls the law of time can at best turn time back briefly and cannot change history.

I saw a **** trace on Bian Yuanxiong's eyebrows, and all the power of his soul and consciousness surged out wildly and merged into the **** gun in his hand.

This is a blow he made with all his strength, blessing all of his cultivation base and the power of soul consciousness. Even if he can kill the opponent, he will enter an extremely weak state, perhaps more than 100,000 years. It may recover slowly.

"Desperate? It's a pity that I won't give you this chance."

Luo Xiu's figure didn't move at all, he raised his hand and grabbed it, and the ploughing sword appeared in his hand.

A desperate blow from an eighth-class **** and demon powerhouse was enough to pose a threat to him. At this time, Luo Xiu also planned to end this fight.

"boom!"

His wrist shook lightly, and the space shook with ripples, followed by a brilliant sword beam, which was cut out from the Plow Sky Sword. Everything that was blocking the sword beam would be instantly torn and annihilated. destroy!

Li Tianjian can be said to be the most powerful hole card method that Luo Xiu has in his hands so far.

In the past, when his cultivation base was not high, he couldn't bring out the power of the nine-class divine emperor weapon. Only after mastering the power of the rules, can the power of this divine weapon truly bloom a little!

In just an instant, this dazzling sword light reached Bian Yuanxiong's head, and a boundless desperation filled his mind in an instant.

"Nine class..."

At this moment, he didn't even have the chance to say the last word, and the whole body turned into powder in the next moment.

Until his death, Bian Yuanxiong couldn't believe that he had broken through to the realm of the eighth-class gods and demons, and was killed by an ant who had only the sixth-class gods and demons.

"Rumble..."

After slaying Bian Yuanxiong, the sword light of Li Tianjian remained unabated, cutting a huge bottomless gully on the street of Wuxin City.

This is the real power of the Plow Heaven Sword. Even the sky will be plowed into countless gullies. The origin of the Plow Heaven Sword is also the meaning.

Luo Xiu knew that Mengxia created the Dream-seeking Technique to pin his love for his previous life, while she created the Plow Heaven Sword to vent her resentment towards the love.

With a soft sigh in his heart, Luo Xiu put away the Plow Heaven Sword, and at the same time he turned his hand and took out a pill to restore his cultivation.

Mastering the rules can give full play to the real power of the Plow Sky Sword, but it will also consume more energy. How can the nine-class divine emperor be activated so easily?

The ninth-class divine weapon is certainly powerful, but in fact many seventh-class gods and demons level powerhouses do not have enough cultivation base to control, and the minimum requirement must be eighth-class **** and demons level powerhouses to be activated.

Luo Xiu's cultivation base was not much worse than the eighth-class gods and demons. He was able to mobilize because of the power of Wuxiang Dao. It was just a sword, and it almost consumed his cultivation base.

The young man who was sheltered by Lal in the distance was stunned. If he was surprised to kill Qiu Tianshui and destroy the Tianshui Merchant, he would think that Luo Xiu must be crazy after he rushed into the City Lord's Mansion.

But when he saw that the strong men who had been in the unintentional star Lu Qizha for many years died in Luo Xiu's hands, he was already numb.

What made him even more unimaginable was that Bian Yuanxiong, who had been known as Wuxin Xinglu's number one powerhouse for hundreds of thousands of years, was actually killed by him. Who was he?

When he was shocked, he suddenly thought of how this person would display the Yinlong Wuxin Jue. Why did he understand the core inheritance technique of Wuxinzong, and even the profound mysteries he displayed could not be done by previous generations of powerful Wuxinzong. !

After this battle, the city lord’s mansion has become ruins, and the entire Wuxin city is also a dead silence. The five major forces have been severely injured. Except for the blood evil pavilion lord, the other big figures have died. This makes everyone very clear. Wuxin Xinglu is about to change the sky!

At the moment Bian Yuanxiong was killed, the Pavilion Master of Blood Fiend who was hiding in the corner and seeing this scene was almost shocked.

A strong man who can kill the eighth-level gods and demons is definitely an existence that gives him a hundred courage and dare not provoke him.

So he didn't hesitate at all, turned around and fled outside Wuxin city. He believed that even if the opponent was very powerful, with the advantage of his own speed law, there was absolutely no problem in escaping.

However, before the blood evil spirit escaped from Wuxin City, a light curtain suddenly descended, sealing the entire void of Wuxin City.