You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

The white-haired giant ape's fist hit Xiao Yun like a big mountain.

Jiang Honglie stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and couldn't help but reveal a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

This is the ancient giant ape Wuzhi Qi that he derived from condensing all his spiritual power.

Known as the God of the River, there are almost no monsters that can rival it.

It is an overlord in the water that is several times more powerful than the Kun Whale.

Don't say that it's just the youngster Xiao Yun in front of you.

Even Wang Chen, the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, can fight against this giant ape Wuzhi Qi!

Just when Jiang Honglie was full of confidence and prepared to see how Xiao Yun was beaten half to death.

The giant ape Wuzhiqi's fist had collided with Xiao Yun's dragon-slaying sword.

Jiang Honglie's smile suddenly froze on his face.

The expected situation where Xiao Yun was punched away or turned into mud did not happen.

Xiao Yun was holding the dragon-slaying sword in mid-air, and he actually blocked the giant ape Wuzhiqi's fist.

One punch and one sword were locked in mid-air!

Jiang Honglie's eyes widened and he couldn't believe this was true...

At this moment, Xiao Yun suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, covering the Dragon Slaying Sword!

The huge power of the giant ape Wu Zhiqi shocked Xiao Yun so much that his energy and blood flowed backwards, and his meridians were almost severed.

His previous state of combining man and sword was also broken by this punch.

Xiao Yun felt that the strong force coming from the sword was almost crushing his bones.

Xiao Yun gritted his teeth and persisted. He knew that if he vented his anger, there would be no possibility of winning.

And he would smash the white-haired giant ape in front of him into a meat pie with one punch.

But Xiao Yun couldn't resist the power of the giant ape Wuzhi Qi even when he and his sword were united.

How could he be an opponent at this moment?

Just when Xiao Yun was about to lose his breath.

The screams of the Dragon-Slaying Sword appeared in his mind again.

"Boy Xiao Yun, do you still have any reservations at this time?"

"If you don't want to die, give me all your spiritual power!"

Xiao Yun was slightly startled and immediately said: "Everything? Can you bear it?"

Because of the lessons learned from the Black Dragon Sword, Xiao Yun injected the transformed metallic spiritual power into the Dragon Slaying Sword!

Of course, pure metallic spiritual power cannot be everything Xiao Yun has.

Xiao Yun has mixed spiritual roots.

And it is also a miscellaneous spiritual root with two additional attributes of thunder and ice!

Dragon-Zlaying Sword said angrily: "Don't compare me with that kind of scrap metal, okay?"

At the critical moment of life and death, Xiao Yun stopped talking nonsense and said immediately: "Okay!"

The five spiritual powers of water, fire, wood, metal, and earth immediately poured into the Dragon Slaying Sword like a flood.

"Ah~!"

The Dragon-Slaying Sword made a strange cry.

I don’t know if it’s relief or pain!

Xiao Yun can't control that much anymore.

Since Dragon Slaying Sword himself said he wanted everything from him, then give him everything!

Xiao Yun not only injected all the five elements of spiritual power in his body into the Dragon Slaying Sword!

Even the spiritual power of the Xiaozhu Peak Mountain Protection Formation is continuously fed to the Dragon Slayer Sword through its own formation eye!

Soon Xiao Yun entered a mysterious and mysterious state again.

He seemed to have some kind of spiritual connection with the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

He is the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword is him!

Man and sword unite!

"Ah!" Xiao Yun couldn't help but let out a low roar!

The dragon-slaying sword shines brightly.

Xiao Yunren pushed the sword, and the dragon-slaying sword pulled people!

A dazzling light flashed in mid-air.

The entire arm of the giant ape Wuzhiqi was divided into two parts at the center of the fist.

The light shines again!

The head and body of the giant ape Wuzhiqi are separated.

Flashes of brilliance!

The body of the giant ape Wuzhiqi emitted dozens of rays of light, and in the next second, its huge body was broken into seven or seven 49 pieces.

"Plop!" There was a sound of water.

The giant ape Wuzhiqi, which Jiang Honglie had evolved at the cost of exhausting all his spiritual power, turned into a puddle of water and sprinkled it over Xiaozhu Peak.

The huge water wave washed away half of Xiaozhu Peak like a Milky Way flood.

Master Jingzhen, who was in a coma over there, was washed by the water and woke up immediately.

Her body was tied up by vines, and now she was wet again.

The large Taoist robe clings tightly to the body, revealing the graceful and charming curves.

It makes people blush and feel ashamed.

Master Jingzhen suddenly stood up from her knees and looked around nervously.

"Who, who attacked me?"

When she saw the pale Jiang Honglie in the distance, she immediately thought of her current situation!

Master Jingzhen's heart sank.

"That monster made me faint with just one roar. Is Xiao Yun probably already dead?"

Master Jingzhen sighed and looked around for Xiao Yun's body.

Soon, Master Jingzhen found Xiao Yun.

Fortunately, Xiao Yun is not dead yet.

There was blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he stood dozens of meters away from Jiang Honglie holding a dragon-slaying sword.

Master Jingzhen immediately shouted loudly: "Xiao Yun, what are you still doing there, run away!"

Xiao Yun did not run, but raised his sword and rushed directly towards Jiang Honglie.

The dragon-slaying sword flashed with dazzling white light and stabbed directly into Jiang Honglie's heart.

Master Jingzhen was so filled with hatred that she screamed loudly: "Idiot, you are asking for death..."

Before Luzi could say anything, Master Jingzhen almost bit her tongue.

Xiao Yun's sword had pierced Jiang Honglie's chest.

The dragon-slaying sword penetrated Jiang Honglie's front, and the sword emerged from the back.

The bright red blood flowing on the sword proved that it was not a clone, but Jiang Honglie's true body.

Master Jingzhen blinked Kazilan's big eyes and opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

"This...this...why doesn't Jiang Honglie hide?"

"Why did he let Xiao Yun stab him?"

"Am I dreaming?"

Master Jingzhen's brain fell into temporary confusion due to excessive surprise.

……

It's not that Jiang Honglie didn't hide, but that he had been controlled by Xiao Yun using Zhenhai Prison.

Jiang Honglie, who summoned the giant ape Wuzhiqi, had exhausted all his spiritual power.

The little spiritual power he had left could not support him against Xiao Yun's Zhenhai Prison.

Xiao Yun pulled out the Dragon-Slaying Sword fiercely, bringing out a large amount of blood.

He said calmly: "You lose!"

Jiang Honglie looked down, staring blankly at his heart where blood was continuously pouring out.

After a while, he raised his gaze, looked at Xiao Yun and asked, "Who are you?"

Xiao Yun exhaled a long breath and slowly said: "Spirit Sword Sect, Xiaozhu Peak, Xiao Yun!"

After saying that, Xiao Yun felt that he didn't say enough and didn't pretend enough.

After all, the opponent is the Lord of the First Palace. Defeating him is enough for him to brag about for a year.

Ever since, Xiao Yun reorganized his language.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Yun raised his head and chest, and said proudly.

"Jiang Honglie, I gave you the chance to leave, but you didn't cherish it."

"Since you are about to die, I will let you die clearly!"

"Listen carefully, I have a poem for you!"

"Sunny flowers accompany lonely clouds, and bamboo peaks do not know spring."

"The Divine Sword is full of hatred, and I meet Xiao Jun in the Lingshan Mountain."

After singing the poem, Xiao Yun stared at Jiang Honglie with an arrogant expression.

Jiang Honglie frowned and pondered for a long time, then smiled bitterly and said, "Lingshan Xiaojun? I've never heard of it."

Xiao Yun: (─.─||)

Is it because his own poems are too bad or is there something wrong with Jiang Honglie's understanding?