Stunning beauty

Li's house is in trouble.

The sword joins hands with the God of War.

Wushuang cut off the arm of the God of Misfortune, and at this moment, the God of Misfortune manifested as a real statue, the huge phantom of Baqi manifested, the eight heads screamed, the dragon's breath breathed out, and made a strong counterattack.

Emergency moment.

Qin Grace's figure flew towards her, and with a sword from heaven and earth, she could break the eight gods of misfortune.

Yuqian's shocking sword reappeared at this moment, it was as strong as a disaster god, and it was unstoppable.

One arm was broken, eight heads dissipated, and Baqi God of Misfortune was severely injured again, with more injuries.

"Roar!"

With a decapitated roar, behind Baqi God of Misfortune, the huge phantom dissipated in response, and the evil energy overflowed, making it difficult to gather.

"Get out!"

Angry in his heart, he counterattacked with a palm, and the badly injured Baqi God of Misfortune condensed Xieyuan, and slapped the peerless genius of the human race in front of him with a palm.

"Liujia Secret Blessings, the soldiers are extremely powerful!"

Abandoning the defense, Li Qingzhi gathered his true energy again, and with the blessing of Daoist secret techniques, his offensive was violent and endless. In a vague way, he surpassed the barriers of the five realms and reached a new realm.

With all his strength and defenseless moves, the moment the sword is released, the space in front of the sword is broken in response, it is difficult to withstand this terrifying attack power.

After a moment.

With divine power, the blades collided with each other.

"boom!"

There was a terrifying collision sound, and the sword energy broke through the power of the gods, and once again cut off the second arm of the God of Misfortune.

At the same time, the aftermath roared wildly, and Li Qingzhi was affected and sent flying.

Ten feet away, Li Qingzhi staggered to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Since the war, he is as strong as the peerless genius of the Li family, and he is about to reach his limit. No matter his physical strength or true energy, he has consumed a lot.

"The owner!"

During the battle, Hua Feng's expression changed, but before he could hesitate, he rushed forward with a knife.

"It snows quickly and then clears, and the moon is reflected in the white night."

A few steps away, Qin Grace saw the opportunity presenting itself, and with all her true energy, she charged into the sky with her sword, and the green frost reflected the moon, and slashed towards the God of Misfortune in Yingzhou.

"Is it that easy!"

Baqi God of Misfortune was furious, and his whole body was full of evil spirits, which turned into layers of protective barriers, forcibly blocking the power of the sword fairy in the world.

"boom!"

Qingshuang slashed down, and the two forces collided. Qin Grace held the sword hand, reappeared vermilion, and was shocked back a few steps.

Similarly, Baqi God of Misfortune was also impacted by two forces, and the protective barrier around his body was scattered in response.

"Extreme Sky Eight Styles, the flames of war link the city!"

"Bloodway closed!"

The double swords retreated, and the double swords went up afterward, the colorful sword opened the way of blood, and the flames devoured the divine power.

With the impact of the evil spirit, Banbianyue and Huafeng both flew out together, staggering on their feet, their whole bodies were stained with scarlet, their bodies were seriously injured, no matter how hard they were to hold on.

The two knives crashed into the ground, barely supporting the bodies of the two of them.

Pods of blood flowed down the blade and sank into the ground. At this point in the battle, almost everyone had reached their limit.

"Uh!"

At the same time, during the battle, the sword breath passed through the body, and Baqi God of Misfortune grunted in pain. Around him, white flames ignited, constantly eating away at his body.

The flames devoured the body, the power of the gods was restrained, and the severed arms of the Baqi God of Misfortune could not be recovered quickly.

"The heavens and the earth are natural, the Taiyi is mysterious, the yin and yang unite and transform into a hundred qi, Xuantian, Fenglei!"

Outside the battle, Li Qingzhi saw the situation, endured the injuries on his body, raised his true energy, activated the Taoist techniques, induced the thunder to descend into the world, and suppressed the God of Misfortune.

Rumbling and huge earthquakes kept ringing, and at this moment, in the sky, thunder descended into the world, turning into a sea of ​​thunder, devouring the body of the god.

The sky thunder and the beacon fire, the two forces suppressed the power of the gods, and the gods of Yingzhou, who were wreaking havoc on the world, were defeated for the first time.

"You, damn it!"

In the midst of the thunder and fire, Baqi God of Misfortune was furious, with evil spirits surging all over his body to resist the power of thunder and fire.

"not good."

During the battle, Qin Granny saw Xie Yuan, the God of Misfortune, appearing again in front of her, her expression changed, and she said, "He's about to recover."

Just when the God of Misfortune was about to recover, the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly trembled violently, and the Formation, which had been sustained until now, was about to collapse.

Since the start of the battle, it has been less than a quarter of an hour, and the formation collapsed earlier than expected.

The power of the gods is beyond expectations. After all, for hundreds of years, no matter whether the gods or the five realms are above, it is just a legend, and no one has really seen it.

Outside the formation, Li Ziye was equally nervous when he saw the fierce battle inside.

This Baqi god of misfortune is already above the five realms, and has such an amazing ability to regenerate, it is really terrifying.

It is not humanly invincible at all.

"You are finished!"

In the turbulent sea of ​​thunder, Baqi God of Misfortune also noticed that the formation was about to be destroyed, and shouted angrily, the evil spirits gathered around him, abandoned the four people, and directly blasted towards the surrounding formation.

"Don't let him destroy the formation!"

Qin Grace said something in a hurry, her figure flashed, and she stood in front of Baqi God of Misfortune, and swung her sword to forcibly challenge the divine power.

With a loud shock, the sword fairy's body was dyed vermilion, and the sword energy flew across, piercing the god's body as well.

Baqi God of Misfortune staggered, and the evil energy around him became more and more concussive.

The Plum Blossom Immortal Sword risked his life to block it, barely buying a few breaths of precious time for everyone.

"Little Red Riding Hood!"

The opportunity is fleeting and cannot be missed. Outside the battle, Li Qingzhi let out a deep drink, Wushuang poured out his energy, and the sword energy came out majesticly.

"Liujia Secret Blessing!"

"Futian fighting method."

At the last moment, Li Qingzhi, who was seriously injured, urged the Daomen's Jue Shi again, and his true energy flowed backward through his eight channels, rushing into the Shenzang.

In an instant.

In the whole battle situation, an incomparably violent sword pressure swept over. In order to punish the gods, the peerless genius of the Li family ignored his injuries and urged all his strength in the last sword.

The sword breath appeared, the sword intent permeated the air, the sky was filled with surging sword energy, howling and galloping, the entire formation could not withstand the terrifying pressure of the sword, cracks appeared, and collapse was imminent.

A shocking sword, before the move is made, the situation has changed.

Among the thunder and fire.

Baqi God of Misfortune felt the unparalleled pressure of the sword, and his expression changed.

"Mere human beings dare to disobey God's face and be presumptuous!"

The threat of death is so close, Baqi God of Misfortune can no longer care about other things, regardless of the danger of thunder and fire, he forcibly condenses the evil essence and restores his arms.

It was faintly visible that the God of Misfortune's arms were burning with thunder and fire, spreading continuously.

next moment.

Ten feet away, Li Qingzhi's figure loomed over.

Fast to the limit, hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

A sword that surpassed the peak broke the evil spirits around the God of Misfortune, and a sword sealed his throat and severed his head.

"presumptuous!"

"presumptuous!"

The echoes shook, and the head of the evil god flew up, shocked and even more furious.

at the same time.

Outside the battle, Bai Wangyu, who had been quietly watching the battle, moved for the first time.

Haoran's righteousness was soaring to the sky, and the Taiyi sword shot out through the air. In a flash, the sword pierced straight into the body of the god like thunder.

"Yaoyao Haoran, Hunhun Taichu, forbidden style."

Pushing to the limit, surpassing the limit, Bai Wangyu surged out with a mighty righteousness, followed the Taiyi sword, and poured it into the body of the God of Misfortune.

"This is?"

In the void, the God of Misfortune's head showed shock, and even a hint of panic in the shock.

Taishang Shenjue!

In this world, how can someone practice this method.

This is impossible.

"Excellent God Refining Technique!"

With a deep shout, Bai Wangyu poured out his entire body of cultivation, based on the awe-inspiring righteousness, and sublimated it to the utmost. In an instant, the boundless and inexhaustible awe-inspiring righteousness suddenly burned violently, turning into an extremely blazing white flame, engulfing the body of the god.

"Forget the words."

At this moment, the Confucian School Taixue Palace.

Under the moon, in front of the simple wooden house, Confucius, the head of Confucianism, seemed to have noticed something. He looked to the east, and a strange color flashed in his old eyes.

You still use this method.

You know, once you use this method, what kind of price you have to pay.

at the same time.

The Buddhist scriptures tower has four floors.

Fa Ru came over, looked at the Taishang Lian Shen Pian who had been moved in front of him, and frowned slightly.

Forget the words, have you practiced this method?