Originally, he was worried that Xia Liu would not be able to defeat the power of the Cold Bone Fan.

Now, it seems, maybe there is no need to worry.

Because there is a powerful sword spirit in the Flowing Fire Sword!

All the previous doubts were finally cleared up at this point.

No wonder Xia Liu was able to injure Ye Tiande with the ten-layer cultivation of Qi cultivation.

It turned out that the key to everything came from the sword.

"It's a very good spiritual weapon, but it's a pity that in front of the cold bone fan, it can only shed tears!"

Ye Wuming didn't give Xia Liu and the Flowing Fire Sword any face at all.

Even if the Flowing Fire Sword is something that Ye Tiande has a fancy.

He who has obtained the inheritance of the ancestor of Xuantianmen is destined to surpass Ye Tiande in the future.

Even beyond the five great immortal sects, beyond the laws of the current monk world.

Become the legendary Gongji monk!

Without further words, Ye Wuming made a preemptive move, and the aura was slightly urged, and the cold bone fan immediately trembled.

An endless stream of cold profits enveloped the audience.

In an instant, Ye Tiande, Ghost Su, Liu Hong and Qing Jue Zhenren all shipped out their aura.

The power of the Bone Chill Fan should not be underestimated.

There's a good chance it's going to be off-field, so be very careful.

As Ye Wuming waved the cold bone fan, in an instant, one after another sharp invisible blades broke through the space.

Seeing this, Xia Liu's sword eyebrows were slightly crow, and he looked up at the front.

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, the blade of the sword cut through the space and made a sword net.

Dingding!!!

The wind blade swept by, and the scene echoed with the sound of impact.

It seems to be the wind chimes of a calm night.

But these wind chimes are deadly and make people tremble.

As the number of swings of the Cold Bone Fan increased, the number of sharp invisible blades also became terrifying.

Every attack was a blow from the Qi Cultivation Twelfth Layer Cultivator to the fullest display of his might.

Rao is Xia Liu's hard work, and it is impossible to support it to the end.

If it continues to be consumed, Xia Liu's aura and divine consciousness will definitely dry up.

In this battle, Xia Liu must find a way to fight back.

After calming down, Xia Liu condensed the seal with one hand, and before the sword net dissipated, the seal slapped the flowing fire sword.

"Nameless be careful, his trick will make people fall into the phantom array unconsciously!"

Seeing Xia Liu make such a move, Ye Tiande immediately used his divine sense to transmit the voice to Ye Wuming.

He didn't want Ye Wuming to die under such tricks.

"Understood!"

In response, Ye Wuming calmed down.

He wanted to take a good look at how Xia Liu could cast a strange spell!

But in the next second, Xia Liu's behavior made people feel confused.

I don't know when he took out a scabbard and put the Flowing Fire Sword into it.

"This?"

"Is he going to surrender?"

"Hah, he must be planning to surrender to the knees of the nameless brother!"

"Hehe, the nameless senior brother is worthy of being the first person in the young generation, and he makes the enemy retreat just by showing off his treasures. ”

……

When the disciples of Xuantian Sect saw Xia Liu collect their swords, they all laughed sarcastically.

But this is also the normal situation in the monastic world.

If you can't beat it, you will fight hard, and it will definitely be you who will die.

Sometimes the one who knows the times is the one who is the best man.

"Senior Brother Xia, what are you doing here?"

"Aren't you going to fight back?"

"Is he going to give up like this?"

……

Xia Liu's behavior immediately caused the Qingyun disciples to feel sad.

Although they wanted to scold Xia Liu.

But Xia Liu practiced qi eleven layers of cultivation.

Plus it's Liu Hong's uncle.

With his points, his status in the Qingyun Sect is ridiculously high.

If you offend him again.

With his eleventh layer of qi training, teaching himself a lesson is just a thought.

Therefore, even if the resentment in his heart is monstrous, no one dares to laugh at Xia Liu anymore.

Offending him will undoubtedly ruin his own future.

"No, he didn't give up!"

Just when Liu Hong wanted to sigh, he was in the ring.

Xia Liu has a new move.

I saw him pushing gossip and opening yin and yang.

It is the Taiyi Bagua palm hand-raising pose.

"Turn!"

The first move of Taiyi's absolute style, the stars are moving!

With the power of Xia Liu's palm, swallow it.

The power of the wind blade before the sword net.

Absorb gas, conduct air, and deflate!

Xia Liu did it in one go, and with a slap of Hao's palm, the sharp wind blade gave back to Ye Wuming.

Ye Wuming's reaction was also extremely fast.

Immediately wave the Bone Fan to resist.

It was in this moment.

Ye Wuming revealed a huge flaw.

Xia Liu held the Flowing Fire Sword that was circling beside him.

With a stabbing pace, the divine sense shrouded a radius of five miles.

Sensing the cold sword intent in Xia Liu's divine sense, Ye Tiande immediately stood up.

I galloped and wanted to go up to the ring.

"It's late!"

The cool voice rises and falls, Xia Liu's palm is lightly plucked, and the flow of fire is open!

Whew!!

The sound of broken flesh rang out.

The scene immediately froze.

Ye Wuming stopped moving, and the wind blade dissipated in the middle of heaven and earth.

Ye Tiande stood on the edge of the ring with a cold face.

Outside of him, an unbreakable circle appeared.

All eyes were on the ring.

It's like looking for where the weird atmosphere is coming from.

In the end, most people locked their eyes on Ye Wuming.

At this time, Ye Wuming was no longer as elegant and chic as before.

His face was heavy, as if he would twist at any moment.

"What kind of psychic art is this?"

"The sword drawing technique inherited by the ancestors of the Guo family. ”

Xia Liu said softly.

As the sound dissipated, two blood mist sprayed out directly from Ye Wuming's knees.

"The sword drawing technique of the ancestors of the Guo family?"

"Is the Guo family among the immortal sects?"

"I don't think I've heard of this name. ”

Liu Mingyue suddenly thought of something, and immediately exclaimed in surprise: "Could it be the family over there in Hong Kong City?"

"Gangcheng Guo family, I remember that it was a family that dealt in ordinary pills, could it be that the ancestors were monks?"

Qing Jue Zhenren also recalled it, and in his impression, it seemed that he had been to Guo's house, but he couldn't remember the specifics.

"Well, the Guo family in Gangcheng, the ancestor is a powerful monk in the monk era. ”

Xia Liu responded.

"Oh! I remember! I have seen a record of sword drawing, according to legend, it is a strong martial artist in the monk era, Guo Han's famous spiritual art!"

Liu Hong suddenly remembered how he had an impression of sword drawing, and it turned out that he had seen this record.

According to legend, the creator of the sword drawing technique once used this technique to slash the demon cultivator within a radius of ten miles with a sword.

This deed shook for decades at the time.

Now seeing this sword drawing technique again, Liu Hong's eyes trembled......

On the other side of the ring, Ye Wuming, whose feet, flesh and meridians were broken, lost the ability to walk.

As a result, he also lost more than half of his combat ability.

It's impossible to defeat Xia Liu.

"Master, I've failed......"

Ye Wuming muttered in a low voice, and then couldn't support it anymore and fell backwards.

Ye Tiande's eyes were quick, and he immediately supported Ye Wuming: "It's enough, it's enough for me to see the power of the Cold Bone Fan." ”

"Master, you ......"

Suddenly, Ye Wuming felt a sense of something wrong.

"Your cultivation is too low, and now your body is useless, so let's hand it over to the master, you can go on the road with peace of mind." ”

Ye Tiande's eyes suddenly became terrifying, and the next second......

(End of chapter)