Between the electric light and flint -

Xiao Xian's right hand holding the wooden sword was pointed on the wind point on his shoulder, and he moved down the Tianzong and his shoulder.

The brilliance swelled, the sword flowed, his white hair and clothes fluttered in the wind—

One after another, Divine Soul Needles fell from his body, and large patches of blood smeared on his white robe......

Xiao Xian's hand holding the sword was shaking, he endured the severe pain on his body, and still used his vitality to force the Divine Soul Needle out of his body.

Mu Zisu's heart-rending cry was buried by the howling wind.

The Juggernaut laughed happily, he was probably the only one who could force the Supreme Demon Venerable to this point.

The wind gradually subsided, and Xiao Xian stood in a pool of blood, blood dripping down his fingertips. He still had three more in his body, but he didn't have the strength to force them out.

Mu Zisu broke down and cried, "Master...... Aren't you waiting for the teacher...... You are for me, you don't deserve ...... at all"

The juggernaut walked over step by step and stood in front of him, "Good people do it to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and I will help you force out the remaining Divine Soul Needles." ”

"Juggernaut! I beg you - don't hurt him again! Your purpose has been achieved! ”

The juggernaut raised his hand gracefully, and a hideous shadow emerged from his fingertips, quickly enveloping Xiao Xian's body and devouring it—

"Your Excellency, I will always remember you."

And suddenly—

There was a faint sound of shattering in the void.

The black mist that swirled around Xiao Xian's body was dissipated by the dazzling brilliance in an instant-

The wooden sword engraved with the word 'but evil' in Xiao Xian's hand fell off layer by layer, revealing a long sword-

The sword body is slender, glowing with cold fluorescence, the whole body is white, the patterns are complicated, the sword spike is a long crane feather, and there is a treasure bead on it.

- That's clearly the most beautiful one in the world!! But the evil sword!!

Mu Zisu has played since she was a child, and the toy wooden sword that Xiao Xian gave her was the one-sword solo personal sword back then - the famous sword is evil!!

But the evil sword is finally unsheathed again!

The white robe is slightly raised, and the fairy wind is bone, like a fairy.

His eyes were clear, and there was no confusion in his talents.

If you want to fight with the Demon Venerable, the master is still tender. The juggernaut didn't know that Mu Zisu was intersecting Xiao Xian, and his soul was useless to Xiao Xian.

"I just want to retire to Kyushu and want to be quiet, but you are here to disturb my dreams - Ninety-five, the flying dragon is in the sky!"

Dominate the Qi Gathering Body Protector, but it's too late-

The crane sings in Jiugao, the sound is heard in the sky, Qingyuan is idle, and it is beyond the dust.

The hidden dragon comes out of the abyss, and the world is leveled! ——

The sword of the sword fairy is not only to sweep away the Liuhe and smooth the injustices in the world. It's even more for the life and death contract, which is unheard!

But the evil sword wields the anime heavenly fire.

This scene is only recorded in the legendary scriptures.

That was the scene where the Supreme Demon Venerable killed the gods back then.

Before the Juggernaut was wiped out, he looked up to the sky and laughed madly, "Your Excellency, our game is not over yet. When I die, there will be a flood of ——! ”

The hall fell silent.

Mu Zisu obviously hadn't reacted at all, and the whole person was stupid.

Xiao Xian walked over, smashed the bundle of immortal ropes on her body with his sword fingers, and then took out a brown paper from his arms, and opened it carefully little by little, inside, it was the jade dew cake he had taken away from the Martial Emperor.

He smiled, "Gluttony, hungry, right?" Try it, Master bought it for you. ”

Mu Zisu finally came back to his senses, threw himself into his arms, hugged him with all his strength, and cried loudly, turning all the torture of so many days into tears, flowing on his crane robe.