Mortal bone

"roll!"

I don't know if the man was moved with compassion. When facing Xiaopingan's punch, the iron mace in his hand didn't hit his vitals, but poked on his fist to remove the punch. Then he kicked Xiaopingan's chest hard, trying to knock him off the ground.

"bass!……"

And just when the foot of the man holding the double mace was about to kick Zhong Xiaoping's chest, there was a crackling sound of sabers, and a piece of light as thin as a cicada's wing, like the reflection of a mirror, came from bottom to top. It soared up into the sky, straight into the gap between Xiaopingan and the man's body.

However, the man holding the double mace reacted extremely quickly, and the moment the knife light cut across, his figure disappeared in place with only a flicker.

When he reappeared, he had already appeared a hundred feet away, and controlled the jade gourd to send the flying fairy girl away.

However, when he tried to find the person who had just pulled out the sword, he found that Xu Taiping, who was holding an umbrella on the ground, had disappeared in place.

The heart of the man with the mace trembled, and a sense of near-death crisis crept up to the apex of his heart.

"Hey!..."

At this moment, accompanied by the sound of a crane chirping, pieces of saber energy shaped like crane feathers enveloped the man holding the mace like flying snow.

"bass!……"

Before the man could react, a piece of crane feathers suddenly turned into Xu Taiping holding a sharp blade, and slashed towards his face.

When the nine cauldrons were on the verge, the man set up his double maces, and at the same time used his shadow-following sincerity, both maces smashed towards the blade.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud tremors, the man with the mace relied on his tyrannical cultivation as a cultivator at the Skywatching Realm, and forcibly accepted Xu Taiping's posture of listening to the crane.

"Good knife, but not fast enough, not heavy enough!"

The man grinned, and at the same time his aura surged behind him, borrowing the power of the shadow that followed him, he took dozens of pairs of fierce mace shadows and swung towards Xu Taiping suddenly.

"bass!--"

But with the sound of another saber blare, the white feathers flying around the man holding the mace turned into sharp blades one by one, and they all slashed towards the shadow of the man's mace.

"Huh!—"

Amidst the piercing sound of splitting the air, the dozens of shadows of the mace swung by the man were cut off in half by Xu Taiping's Tinghe-style blade.

But because of his sincerity, the mace shadow that had been severed immediately reunited and beat Xu Taiping's again.

"boom!"

In an instant, Xu Taiping's knife shadow formed by the sky-filled crane feathers was completely smashed to pieces by the mace-wielding man.

"Hey... Even if your sword skills are superb, the realm of refining gods will always be the realm of refining gods!"

The man with the mace grinned, then crossed his maces, and shouted fiercely in his eyes:

"Look at how I break your saber momentum!"

As soon as he finished speaking, as he pulled out the maces towards Xu Taiping, the shadows of the maces crossed one after another, just like the rough waves on the sea, slapped away towards Xu Taiping in front with a "boom".

"Zizi..."

But with the sound of electric sparks exploding, the man's pupils, which were originally full of ferocity, suddenly turned into astonishment.

Through his terrified pupils, one could see Xu Taiping, who was less than ten feet away from him, was vigorously wiping the knife with his raised index and middle fingers.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time when Xu Taiping wiped the blade with his two fingers, wisps of thunder sword energy, like the raindrops falling from the sky, spread all over the world within a radius of [-] zhang.

"Sword gas turns into thunder, he... is he a sword fairy in the realm of refining gods?!"

Amidst the man's astonished exclamation, Xu Taiping's Duan Shui Knife wrapped in sword energy and thunder, slashed at the mace shadow that was attacking him with the momentum of breaking through the mountain.

"boom!……"

Amidst the deafening explosion, the Duan Shui knife sliced ​​through the shadows of the mace all over the sky, and fell towards the man holding the mace.

"Shh!"

Amidst the ear-piercing sound of piercing the air, even if the man with the mace set up a pair of maces to block him, the saber light formed by the fusion of Xu Taiping and the water-breaking knife passed through his body.

Immediately, an arm of the man holding the mace separated from his shoulder and fell off.

At the same time, the sword energy and thunder pierced through the man's body in an instant.

"boom!"

The man's burly figure fell heavily to the ground.

But even if the man fell to the ground, Xu Taiping never put away his saber gesture.

Of course, the man holding the mace did not give up resistance either.

The moment he fell to the ground, he used the hand holding the iron mace to prop up his body vigorously, and at the same time recklessly stimulated the true energy and blood in his body, causing the breath around him to fluctuate in an instant. It skyrocketed to the point where it was a small success in the sky.

"Know!……"

However, at the same time that the breath in the man's body was rising sharply, with the sound of a knife like a weeping cicada, Xu Taiping's long-saved knife power fell from the sky like a hill, and hit the man with the mace heavily.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud shock, the mace-wielding man who was about to stand up again was immobilized by Xu Taiping's saber force, almost kneeling on the ground.

This is exactly the cicada-sounding style of Xu Taiping's Demon Slaying Saber.

Although for Xu Taiping, now combined with the power of Daoyu Mountain Soul, the Chaotic Cicada Form in the extreme environment is far more powerful than the Cicada Form.

But if he did that, he would consume too much of his true energy and blood, and his current body couldn't bear it.

"Know!……"

After suppressing the man with the mace with the momentum of the saber, with the sound of cicadas singing, Xu Taiping slashed down with hundreds of snow-bright sword shadows as thin as cicada's wings.

At this moment, the mace-wielding man was compelled by Xu Taiping's sword qi and thunder, and his aura was suppressed by his demon-slaying saber.

And this is exactly the reason why the sword practice god can kill the transformation realm.

"don't want!……"

The moment Xu Taiping was about to slash down, a small purple figure riding on a jade gourd flew down to the man holding the mace like a stream of light.

The person who came was the girl with flying fairy bun who had just been sent away by the man with the mace.

"bass!……"

When the nine cauldrons were on the verge of a trace, Xu Taiping stabilized his figure and put away his saber posture.

"boom!……"

Even so, the gale wind created by his knife still shattered the condensed qi of the magic weapon for the body of the flying fairy girl.

The little girl herself was blown off the gourd by the gust of wind, and turned backwards several times before being supported by the man with the mace.

"Listen to the cloud!"

The mace-wielding man, who was so weak that he could only hang his life on his breath, threw himself in front of the girl, and hugged the bleeding girl in his arms very distressedly.

"Listen to you..."

"Shh!"

The man with the mace was about to check the girl's injuries, but Xu Taiping's knife had already stopped at his neck when he pressed his hand on her pulse.

The man with the mace glanced at the blade on his neck that was exuding a chill, then looked up at Xu Taiping, and said with a dejected expression:

"Brother, today I've made a fool of myself. If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

When he said this, he paused for a moment, looked at the girl moaning in pain in his arms, then raised his head again, looked at Xu Taiping with a begging look in his eyes and said:

"I have more than enough time to die, but please, brother, for the sake of my young daughter, spare her life."

Xu Taiping didn't answer, just looked at the man quietly, and asked after a long time:

"Why didn't you kill my little brother earlier?"

When he said this, Ping An had already turned out of the gourd, and lay on Xu Taiping's shoulder with a weak face.

Bai Yu stood on his other shoulder.

After Ping An went crazy, this man had a chance to smash him to death with a mace, but he stopped in the end, which made Xu Taiping a little puzzled.