Become a Fairy

On the other side, Shang Wuque is not weak, and Niu Jinshan is worthy of being a first-class powerhouse in the transformation stage who can defeat opponents in the ring for ten consecutive rounds. Zhou Yu and Cui Liu are already superior in strength, plus Guo Jingyu, the second-rank alchemy king, but after all, with the cooperation of some strength, in the case of three-on-two, the two sides have not fought for long, and it has already been revealed at this time. downwind.

Yu Zimo felt anxious, seeing that Shang Wuque was going to hurt Cui Liu. Yu Zimo quickly sacrificed his flying sword to block Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu escaped unharmed, but his control over the formation inevitably declined due to distraction. One of the three people in the formation almost ran out. Yu Zimo quickly strengthened the control of the formation, otherwise, if there is any negligence, it will be the end of all losses.

Right now there are only two ways to break the situation, one is to use the formation to kill the three people in the formation, but it will be difficult to do it in a short time. In the other place, we can only count on Lu Xiaotian Naga. It can be seen that the overwhelming murderous aura of the man in black robe and the astonishing sword embryo far surpassed the means of ordinary cultivators who transformed into gods. Yu Zimo was not sure that Lu Xiaotian would be able to end the battle quickly.

Whoosh, whoosh, the sword energy fluttered all around, and the black-robed man was also very angry, and he kept attacking Lu Xiaotian for a long time.

"Floating Sword Realm!" The black-robed man's eyes were cold, and he slowly spit out four words. I saw that the transparent mask that was originally wrapped in the transparent small outside quickly expanded, and with a flash of lightning, Lu Xiaotian was also included. Everything outside the mask is quiet, no outside voices can be heard, no outside spiritual power can be felt. Everything is so peaceful.

"It seems that you have completely abandoned the original Piaomiao sword art. But once this exercise is stained, how can you, a little cultivator of transforming spirits, be able to get rid of it. Forcibly suppressing this set of exercises is just a dead end Before the man in black who had turned into a flying sword finished speaking, the flying sword flew towards Lu Xiaotian at an unimaginable speed.

Lu Xiaotian was taken aback. After the other party sacrificed the so-called extreme sword state, the flying sword's speed and attack power rose to a new level. Lu Xiaotian waved Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, but he did not block the opponent's flying sword like before. As soon as the throat is cold, Lu Xiaotian's primordial spirit is so powerful, and the sword art practiced by Jianfang is unmatched. When it comes to the primordial spirit, it is not as strong as Lu Xiaotian.

At this moment, Lu Xiaotian hadn't felt that death was so close to him for a long time. He turned his body hastily, and the flying sword brushed past the edge of his neck. The extremely sharp sword intent still cut through Lu Xiaotian's skin, blood droplets flew out, and a sharp sword intent entered his body, arousing the piaomiao sword fetus that had been suppressed by him forcibly for several years.

Lu Xiaotian quickly mobilized his mana to forcibly suppress the alien sword intent that had invaded his body.

"That's right, it's really the Piaomiao sword embryo, haha, after devouring your Piaomiao sword embryo, it won't be long before I can reach the realm of the gods. I thought that people who practiced this technique would be like me, and would be reduced to The puppet of this technique. I didn’t expect you to be able to suppress it. Such a genius is rare in the world, but it’s just a pity. Once you practice this method, you will have a small success. Your only choice is to be on the way of the puppet Farther."

Feeling the ethereal sword fetus in Lu Xiaotian's body, the man in black laughed loudly.

"It's been a long time since a monk of the same level has been able to threaten me like this. It's been hundreds of years, and you are the first." Lu Xiaotian touched the blood on his neck, and the defenses of body parts also have strengths and weaknesses. The throat is naturally one of the relatively weak places. It's just that the opponent's sword broke through his own defense without any hindrance, and the power of the flying sword of this man's sword in one hand was indeed beyond his expectations. As a body cultivator in the middle stage of transformation, the wound is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He showed a strong recovery ability of physical training, but this black-robed man has already cultivated to the late stage of transformation. After the sword energy entered the body, it took some effort to suppress it.

"One move is behind, and every step is restrained. My sword energy has already entered the body, and it is not so easy for you to suppress the misty sword embryo in your body." The man in black sneered, looking like he was holding the chance of victory. With a flash of the flying sword, it pointed directly at Lu Xiaotian's throat again.

He had already attacked this place once before, and this time the black-robed man chose Lu Xiaotian's throat to attack again, which shows that this black-robed man is also an extremely arrogant person. The meaning is already very obvious, even if the opponent knows where he is going to attack, it still cannot be avoided.

At this time, the Piaomiao sword embryo was indeed suppressed for several years as the black-robed man said. At this time, under the influence of the sword intent in the body, it spewed out like a volcano, and even caused Lu Xiaotian's actions at this time. had a certain impact. One ebbs and another, no wonder the man in black is so arrogant.

"Do you think you can really suppress Piao Miao's sword embryo with just a mid-stage physical training?" Facing the sure-killing sword of the black-robed man, Lu Xiaotian looked indifferent, and there was no fear of a dying person in his eyes.

The black-robed man was a little surprised when an extremely violent roar of the tiger pierced the sky, and the power brought by the spirit of the beast of the fire tiger in the realm of the void exploded in his body.

Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand to grab the void, and that bloody giant hand turned into a majestic tiger claw. With just a flick, he held the flying sword, which was a human sword, in the heart of his claws. With a ruthless grasp, the flying sword was deformed by the violent grasping force.

"This, this is the power only possessed by monsters in the Void Realm. Are you a human or a monster?" The man in black panicked. The calmness of killing in his eyes has long since disappeared. The person in front of him is definitely a cultivator of spiritual transformation, but the strength displayed in front of him is unavoidable, it is simply shocking. It should never appear on a cultivator who transforms himself into a god.

"Of course it's a human!" Lu Xiaotian exerted force again, and the flying sword made a creaking sound after the black-robed human sword merged into one, as if it was overwhelmed. The black-robed man inside Feijian was even more unbearable. The body is also twisting with the flying sword. Even a large amount of blood began to escape from the twisted flying sword.

"What kind of technique are you practicing? What is the head of the Floating Word Sword Art? Also, how did you find me?" The huge tiger claws formed by the fusion of the power of the blood gang and the soul of the fire tiger held the flying dragon. Hold the sword in the palm of your hand, Lu Xiaotian said.

"You, you let me live, and I will tell you." The man in black screamed.

"Then enjoy my method of extracting the soul and stripping the silk." Lu Xiaotian's eyes were cruelly cold. After he was promoted to the level of god body cultivation in the secret territory of Lingxu, Lu Xiaotian read a lot of books and knew many evil methods, but I rarely use it myself. But it's not impossible. The secrets that the other party knows are related to their own life and death.

Luo Zhongting and Dongfang Yi's warnings were like a sharp sword hanging above their heads. If they hadn't practiced the "Soul Melting Dafa" by themselves, and happened to have the spirit of a monster in the Void Realm in their hands, it wouldn't be this kind of person who died at this time. The man in black, but himself. This person's attainments in the way of swordsmanship are far beyond what I can compare. Even if he cultivates both law and body, he can't help himself in the ordinary late stage of transforming gods, but he is definitely not the opponent of this black robed man.