Chapter 1144: There Are No Ghosts and Gods Under the Rakshasa Knife!

Tai Chi Zhenren was worried about the guy who didn't take advantage of it, a sword light struck, and the hilt of the sword was in hand, and he was immediately overjoyed.

Famous swords abound in the world, but there are not many that can be called divine swords.

Nanming Lihuo Sword, the Zhenzong Divine Sword of Shushan Sword Sect.

On the list of the new ranks of the old man of Tianji, the existence of the top ten.

For now, among the swords, only Yan Fei's Hellish Divine Sword can be compared to it.

Tai Chi Zhenren never expected that Yan Fei would hand over the Nanming Lihuo Sword to him to use, with a divine sword in his hand, his combat power instantly increased by three percent, and the most important thing was that he also had confidence in his mentality.

With the Nanming Lihuo Sword, the Tai Chi Kendo can get twice the result with half the effort, and it is more powerful.

A sword light swirled, clearly visible, and around the Taiji real person, more than a dozen yin and yang fish, large and small, gradually emerged.

Whether it is the footwork of Tai Chi Zhenren or the way of the sword, it is all based on the mystery of Yin and Yang Taiji, so everything is inseparable from the harmony of Yin and Yang, and the Yin and Yang Taiji diagram is an obvious manifestation of the harmony of Yin and Yang.

The situation has improved, and the confidence of the smiling Buddha has increased a lot.

Eighteen natal Buddha beads were punched out, rotating around Xu Ye, coming from time to time, even if Xu Ye was physically strong, he couldn't completely ignore it.

In this way, Xu Ye relied on his physical body alone, relying on this pair of meat fists alone, and it was impossible to win the Tai Chi Zhenren and the Smiling Buddha in the joint state in a short period of time.

At this moment, Tianlu Zhenren, who had been speechless, shouted a few words seriously.

"Fight quickly, don't fall in love. ”

Just eight words came directly into Xu Ye's ears.

Xu Ye may not care about other people's words, but in his heart, he is still a little jealous of Tianlu Zhenren, and even in the whole world, only Tianlu Zhenren can be looked down upon by Xu Ye, not even Qin Xiaotian, the reason why he helped Qin Xiaotian was because of the benefits of others.

Xu Ye knew in his heart that it would be difficult to win in a short period of time with only his fists, and the sword in Tai Chi Zhenren's hand was extremely sharp, and the sword breath that revealed made him know very well that this sword was enough to pose a threat to his physical body.

With this sword, his physical strength advantage will be lost.

In this way, when Tai Chi Zhenren counterattacked the sword, he couldn't ignore it, once he dodged, Tai Chi Zhenren's sword moves were like flowing clouds and water, and it was very difficult to take the lead in recovering the situation.

So, he scolded angrily.

"Okay, Tai Chi Zhenren, you old horseman, it seems that you have to force me to be a killer, or maybe, this seat doesn't have to be merciful. ”

Brush!

At the same time as the roar sounded, a cold light like snow flickered, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

Suddenly, the incomparable deep cold air covered a hundred feet.

Yan Fei took a look, and a long knife had already appeared in Xu Ye's hand.

The body of the knife was glowing with bursts of cold light, and the silver rays flowed, making the body of this knife seem to flow with a layer of autumn water.

The knife is more than four feet long, and the handle is in the shape of a dragon's mouth.

Good knives.

Yan Fei has always disliked relying on treasures, so he usually doesn't like to delve into it, even so, when he suddenly saw this knife and felt the deep cold aura on the knife body, he couldn't help but praise it secretly in his heart.

Because he had a little understanding of Xu Ye before, since Xu Ye was called the sword god, how could he not have a decent treasure knife in his hand.

The knife in Xu Ye's hand is called the Rakshasa Knife.

It is also on the list of divine weapons, and it is also a medium-grade artifact in the top ten.

It is called a magic sword, and it lives up to its name.

The Zhenzong of the Shushan Sword Sect is ranked ninth on the list of divine weapons, and the ranking of the Rakshasa Sword is second only to the Nanming Lihuo Sword, just ranked tenth, you can imagine how powerful this knife is.

Boy.

A divine sword, held in the hands of Tai Chi Zhenren.

A magic knife was held in Xu Ye's hand.

The knife was the Rakshasa Divine Sword, and the sword was the Nanmingli Fire Divine Sword, and everyone present was dumbfounded.

This is true of Lao Qingniu and Ying Longwang.

"Tut-tut...... No wonder human beings are weak and have a short lifespan, but they can become the head of all spirits and occupy the human world for a long time, hey, the wisdom of human beings is really terrible, their own physical bodies are not strong, but they can use various methods to refine these divine weapons to make up for their own weaknesses. The old green cow muttered with admiration.

Ying Longwang squinted at the old green cow and said in agreement: "That's right, this is true." The wisdom of human beings is incomparable to all the spirits in the world, this is the most terrifying thing about them, and their creativity is really terrifying. ”

The Rakshasa knife appeared, and the powerful sword power suddenly resisted the sword power of Nan Mingli's fire sword.

This sword and sword are of similar grade and are equally powerful.

Seeing the Rakshasa knife in Xu Ye's hand, Tai Chi Zhenren, who had just regained the situation, couldn't help but sink his heart.

He knew that with the two of them joining forces, plus a Nanming Lihuo Sword, it should be no problem to resist Xu Ye with his bare hands, but in the final analysis, if Xu Ye used the sword technique, no matter what, he and the Smiling Buddha were not opponents.

But the arrow is ready to fly, and there is no reason not to fight.

Since he must fight, it is useless to think too much, taking this opportunity, Taiji Zhenren is also ruthless, Taiji Kendo was used by him to the extreme, taking advantage of the opportunity that Xu Ye had just conjured up the Rakshasa knife, he fired more than ten swords in a row, the sword and sword took his life, and the sword and sword sought the soul.

It's a pity that in the face of strength, the strength is judged.

With the Rakshasa knife in his hand, Xu Ye's combat power and confidence increased instantly, this Rakshasa knife was in his hand, it was simply played to the extreme, with a turn of the wrist, the blade spun, and only a few clicks of the sound of sword collision sounded, and all the sword moves of Tai Chi Zhenren were easily resolved.

The next moment, Xu Ye began to swing his knife to fight back.

"Tai Chi Zhenren, it is your honor to die in the hands of my sword god, it's just strange, you hugged the wrong thigh, voted for the wrong court, and followed the surname Yan. The sword is in turmoil, and there is no god under the knife. ”

Yan Fei raised his eyebrows, and said secretly in his heart: "Hey, what a big breath, such a domineering sword technique, the heavenly sword is in trouble, and there is no god under the sword? This means that under your heavenly sword, even gods can't live, which is a bit interesting." ”

Brush, brush, brush, brush!

Pieces of silver knives, with bursts of sound of breaking the sky, crossed the half-moon-shaped fan, and slashed down towards Tai Chi Zhenren.

The Yin and Yang Taiji Diagram can't be stopped, the harmony of Yin and Yang, in the end, there is also a limit, under the Rakshasa knife, the power of Yin and Yang has no time to reconcile, and it is broken in an instant.

I saw that the Taiji diagram in front of the Taiji real man was all defeated by pieces of swords.

Tai Chi Zhenren has already exerted his cultivation to the extreme, and he was expecting to rely on Nan Ming's fire sword to resist Xu Ye's sword momentum, but the swords collided again, and Tai Chi Zhenren's heart was half cold.

Every time he collided, his wrists were numb, and his blood was restless.

Xu Ye's knife momentum was too fierce and too fierce.