Zeng Yiming was really anxious. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

It was only more than 10,000 miles away from Guiyuan Sect, and Xie Yun had just left Guiyuan Sect for just over an hour.

Two middle-aged men with four levels of divine refining stood side by side, both with long ice-blue hair, a few inches shorter than Xie Yun, and they were full of murderous intent. The man on the left is holding a silver stick, which is engraved with intricate runes, faintly stirring up a trace of coldness, while the man on the right is holding two transparent long swords, as if refining by Xuan soldiers, within a radius of ten zhang, the vitality of heaven and earth is faintly frozen.

The two brothers, Xuan Bing and Xuan Shuang, are the peak powerhouses of the four peaks of divine refining, and the strongest mercenaries enshrined by the Zeng family of Lu County.

Xuan Shuang smiled coldly and said in a cold voice: "Being able to successfully advance to the Divine Refining Realm before dying can be regarded as a well-deserved death." If you had surrendered to the eldest young master from the beginning, I am afraid that you have now been promoted to the second and third level of divine refining, and you are not even inferior to our brothers, but it is a pity that you have done your own evil and cannot live, and you have buried a peerless genius. ”

Xie Yun hung in the void, Chi Ling's pair of bright golden pupils kept wandering over the two of them, and his eyes erupted with extreme desire and greed, as if the tiger wolf who was about to starve to death saw its prey, and almost couldn't help but have the urge to pounce directly and bite it.

"It seems that the Golden Eagle King can't help it, it's good if you can come, after you advance, you always have to find an opponent to give it a try. ”

Xie Yun's face was calm, these two martial artists at the peak of the Divine Refining Quadruple had a breath of about twice as much as the Silver Feather Sword King who urged the secret method that day, and the cooperation of the two of them could probably be equivalent to five to six times the combat power of the Silver Feather Sword King that day. But at this time, Xie Yun's combat effectiveness was more than ten times that of that day, and it was not the same at all.

With a snort, the sword suddenly broke through the air, and it didn't even urge any martial arts at all.

The sword light broke through the air, and the speed was extremely fast, and before Xuan Bing and Xuan Shuang could react, they felt their skin tremble, and the knife light directly approached three zhang in front of them, and the sword light pointed, and at the same time wrapped the two of them in it.

"Arrogance! Just rely on your little god to refine one heavy, and you still want to fight one against two! Xuanbing Sword Cloud!"

Xuan Bing shouted loudly, and the two swords turned into a thick sword cloud, and the sword light was deep and ethereal. In an instant, the temperature in the radius of a hundred zhang suddenly plummeted dozens of times, and countless grass, trees, bamboos, and stones, and even spirit beasts that had not escaped were frozen into pieces at the same time and scattered all over the place.

"Break the sky!"

Xuan Shuang's footsteps slid and instantly appeared behind Xie Yun's side, and the frost stick was like a whistling frost dragon, crashing into Xie Yun's waist and ribs. The two brothers have used this technique thousands of times, and the two have been fighting side by side since birth, and the tacit understanding of this battle has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow and soul, and there is no need for any communication at all.

As for the one-on-one gentleman's battle, the two brothers Xuanbing and Xuanshuang never cared. Hire killers for only one purpose, and that is to kill your opponent.

Zheng!

Xie Yun's left palm suddenly stretched out, silently and ethereally, and suddenly appeared in front of the frost stick. A touch of golden light flashed in his palm, and the Xuanjin Shattered Jade True Qi exploded with all his might, and Xie Yun suddenly grabbed the unstoppable Heaven-Breaking Stick directly in his hand!

"How is this possible! Is this kid an illusionist?"

Xuan Shuang's eyes almost popped out, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed directly on the frost stick, and the true qi of his whole body exploded violently, like the violent force of the collapse of a snow-capped mountain and the collapse of the sky and the earth, slamming into Xie Yun's palm. Although he couldn't believe that Xie Yun really grabbed his full force with his palm, Xuan Shuang did not hesitate to burst out with the strongest blow.

"Okay, let's send you back to the West directly!" Xie Yun's long knife turned suddenly, and a brilliant thunderbolt slashed down, and the terrifying coercion rushed directly into Xuan Shuang's soul, and the furious true qi was slightly frozen for a moment. And at this moment, the sword light flickered, the blood light splashed, and Xuanshuang was directly cut into two pieces.

"Give me death!"

Blood burst out from the corners of Xuan Bing's eyes, and the killing intent in his heart boiled to the extreme in an instant. The twin swords pushed forward frantically, and the rich sword cloud flashed with a deep and tragic blood, and the aura of slaughter was agitated, and it actually cut out deep cracks in the void, and the diffused spatial aura instantly blocked and suppressed Xie Yun under the sword cloud.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xie Yun's mouth, his eyebrows suddenly bulged, and a soul thorn like substance suddenly erupted, shooting towards Xuan Bing's eyebrows like a streamer.

It is still a mid-grade Xuanling martial art and a thousand soul thorn in the realm of perfection, but after advancing to the Divine Refining Realm, Xie Yun's soul power has skyrocketed thirty-six times, although he still has not touched the bottleneck of the small consummation of the spiritual level, but the pure soul power and soul quality are no longer inferior to ordinary small consummation powerhouses of the spiritual level, and even faintly stronger.

Soul thorns fly, the wind surges, and the space is shattered.

Zheng!

The soul stimulation shot directly from the sword cloud, the violent and icy sword qi could not block Xie Yun's soul attack at all, and the terrifying coercion was directly suppressed in the sky above Xuan Bing's soul ocean, and in an instant, Xuan Bing actually had a vague sense of tension and depression that had crossed the Divine Refining Tribulation that day.

In the Divine Refining Tribulation, Xie Yun had two gains in addition to the skyrocketing strength of his body and soul power. The first is that the artistic conception of thunder has advanced by leaps and bounds, and it has been faintly perfected, and the second harvest is that it has faintly mastered a trace of the mysteries of the will of heaven and earth, integrated into the soul origin, and the power of the soul attack has increased sharply.

"Icelock Soul!"

Xuan Bing directly threw away the two swords, his hands frantically sealed, and the soul ocean condensed into an incomparably hard, extremely cold Xuan Ice in an instant. This is a pure soul defense secret technique, the extremely low temperature can delay the incredible speed and impact of the soul thorn, and the incomparably hard soul ocean can resist the soul bombardment of the five great powers of the god refining.

Loud click!

Xuan Bing suddenly bleed, and the soul Xuan Bing cracked deep cracks, and the soul thorn directly pierced Xuan Bing's soul origin, before he ran out of energy. At this time, Xuan Bing only felt a splitting headache, a constant feeling of weakness came from the depths of his soul, and the realm directly fell to the triple level of divine refining.

Suddenly spurting out a mouthful of essence blood, Xuan Bing instantly turned into a blood light and flew towards the direction of the Guiyuan Sect.

As long as he escaped into the Golden Eagle Mountain Range, Zeng Yiming would naturally be able to shelter himself, and the young man in front of him, who was only refining a god, had become an invincible killing god in Xuan Bing's heart, and he could no longer raise a little bit of fighting spirit and confidence.

Xie Yun looked at Xuan Bing, who was fleeing at full speed with the help of the Blood Escape Technique, and shook his head slightly: "Divine refining fourfold, there is no use for honing at all, my current combat power should be comparable to the sixfold power of divine refining, and in the face of the sixfold peak power of divine refining like the Tianhai Sword King and the Ten Thousand Sword Marquis, there should be a certain chance of winning if I fight with all my might." ”

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