Eternal First Immortal Sect

Crack! came a sudden voice.

As the beam of light hit Xiao Jin's ghost-headed sword, the ghost-headed sword in his hand appeared densely packed with cracks.

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

Crackling!

A series of sounds kept erupting on the ghost-head knife in his hand.

Bang!

The Ghost Head Sabre could no longer bear the terrifying power, and finally exploded directly, turning into countless blade fragments.

Pfft! The ghost-headed knife was connected to Xiaojin's life, and the ghost-headed knife was broken. Although Xiaojin didn't die immediately, he was seriously injured.

The people of Ba Daomen, majoring in the word sword, the ghost head sword is not only their weapon, but also their life.

Cough cough... Xiao Jin coughed twice, and a large string of blood slowly flowed out of his mouth, making his face even paler.

Boy, I heard that your Ba Daomen's Ba Dao Jing is very powerful, why don't you show it and let me see it? Huang Quan's mouth had a playful smile, and he looked at Xiao Jin with contempt.

Xiao Jin clenched his fists tightly, and he remembered what the Sect Master of Ba Dao Sect had entrusted to him.

No, I absolutely can't lose, I absolutely can't live up to the expectations of the sect master! Xiao Jin slowly lowered his head, as if two blazing fires were burning in his eyes.

Xiao Jin took a deep breath, and the tyrant sword in his body began to run wildly.

Cough cough... Xiao Jin had already suffered serious injuries, but now he is forcibly running the Sutra of the Tyrant Sword, which made him even more injured, and his face was pale and terrifying.

After a while, a powerful coercion suddenly erupted from Xiao Jin's body, and countless sword intents kept pouring out of Xiao Jin's body.

Xiao Jin took two steps forward slowly, and then slowly extended his right hand.

A huge ghost-headed knife slowly condensed in Xiao Jin's palm, and the knife exuded a bloodthirsty light.

If the Sect Master of Ba Dao Sect saw the scene in front of him, he would definitely be shocked.

Because what Xiao Jin is displaying now is the highest secret skill of the Ba Sword Classic!

Xiao Jin condensed the belief in his heart into a tyrant sword, the Naba sword was connected with his blood, and the blade slowly trembled, bursting out with powerful power.

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

Huang Quan is serious!

Knife dominates the world! Xiao Jin held the big knife tightly in both hands, then jumped into the air, and slashed down at Huang Quan's head.

Terrifying and boundless domineering burst out from Xiao Jin's body, and even blew away some of the demonic energy from Huang Quan's body.

The Ba Dao has a very sharp cold light. Although its blade is illusory, its power is extremely solid.

Huang Quan also took a deep breath, then suddenly stretched out a palm and slapped it directly at the big knife above his head.

With this palm, Huang Quan used all his strength, he no longer kept his hand, but wanted to compete with this Xiao Jin for real.

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

Huang Quan's body retreated a few meters directly and fiercely, and then slowly stopped.

Looking at Xiao Jin again, although the light of the tyrannical sword in his hand dimmed a bit, it was not a big problem.

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

I saw Huang Quan's right palm, a very terrifying huge knife mark running through it, as if to completely split his palm.

Interesting. The corner of Huang Quan's mouth slowly cracked into a smile. He was not angry because he was injured, but laughed even more happily.

You are no longer my opponent, you should admit defeat. Xiao Jin held a knife in both hands, he said to Huang Quan expressionlessly, his tone was full of firmness.

Just now, Xiao Jin actually broke through to the highest realm of the Domination Sword Classic.

It is said that since the founding of Ba Dao Jing, only the founder of Ba Daomen has reached the highest level.

For countless years in the future, no matter what level of genius, he can only use foreign objects as his own life-threatening sword, and cannot condense a real sword.

I'm afraid it's too early to say this now? Huang Quan took a step forward slowly, and a group of fighting intent finally erupted from his body.

In just a moment, Huang Quan disappeared in place, and then came to the top of Xiao Jin's head in an instant, and slapped it with a fierce palm again.

Xiao Jin's reaction speed was fast, and he hurriedly held the knife to resist Huang Quan's attack.

Bang!

Huang Quan's palm slapped the Tyrant Saber fiercely, and the terrifying demonic energy instantly crushed it away, almost smashing the Tyrant Saber in Xiao Jin's hand into nothingness again.

Xiao Jin hurriedly took two steps back, and only then did the strength of that palm take off.

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

In Ba Dao Sect, Xiao Jin is a unique and peerless genius, and has even been appointed as the next Ba Dao Sect Sect Master.

It can be said that Xiao Jin is definitely an invincible existence of the same rank in the Ba Dao Sect, but now compared with this Huang Quan, Xiao Jin's talent seems so ordinary and ordinary.

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

bring it on!

Xiao Jin took a deep breath, he held the knife in both hands, and placed the tyrant knife directly in front of him.

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

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

Boom!

Terrifying coercion condensed in mid-air, and an incomparably huge bloody palm slowly formed on top of Xiao Jin's head.

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

Now he also wants to test to see how far his Huangquan's clutches are.

And Xiao Jin, unfortunately, became Huang Quan's whetstone.

Huang Quan slowly dropped his palm, and the huge bloody hand in the sky was suddenly photographed, hitting directly on top of Xiao Jin's head.

Xiao Jin took a deep breath, he held the knife in both hands, and then slashed towards the huge palm print above his head.

The tyrannical sword in Xiao Jin's hand drew a terrifying sword light, as if to split everything in this world.

The huge blood-colored palm print fell fiercely and smashed directly at Xiao Jin.

Boom!

As if the gods were angry, an incomparably powerful spiritual force instantly crushed the entire arena.