That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 1198

With the destruction of King Yama's Dharma, all the nine halls in the phantom of the underworld have turned into darkness, only the tenth hall still has light, but it is much weaker. At this time, no voices can be heard in the underworld. , only dead silence remained.

Under such circumstances, the wheel of life and death hanging on the side of the underworld is even more conspicuous.

Xu Beiyou also noticed the abnormality of the wheel of life and death above his head, without any hesitation, he directly slashed at Xiao Jin with his sword.

Almost at the same time, Chen Gongyu, who had lost most of his combat strength, merged with Xiao Jin himself, as if he had returned to his senses after wandering far away, or as if a wanderer who had traveled far away for many years finally returned to his hometown today. .

After Chen Gongyu and Xiao Jin were reunited, Xiao Jin's whole person was completely different. Not only was the previously erratic aura stabilized, but also the momentum continued to climb. Even without the blessing of the six paths of reincarnation, he could reach The realm of the eighteenth floor.

Everyone in the world knows that the head teacher has the supreme supernatural power of transforming Qi into three cleanses. It is a secret method that is not taught in the Taoist school. Real people can't see the whole picture.Back then, Qing Chen and Zi Chen failed to compete for the headmaster position of the Taoist sect. He left the Taoist sect and wandered around. It can't be compared to turning three cleans into one qi, but it's not far behind. It can cut out three gods and three corpses, which is also a method of ascension that can directly point to the Dao.

Xiao Jin also learned the method of beheading the three corpses, but it is different from Qingchen. His method of beheading the three corpses is the same as the ghost king's seven skills. Compared with the method, it is slightly incomplete and incomplete, so Xiao Jin simply found another way, combining the method of beheading three corpses with Wanyan Beiyue's method of immortal incarnation. After cutting out two clones, let them practice in the world , When the cultivation base is successful in the future, return to the deity, so that the realm of the deity will greatly increase, and finally point to the avenue of ascension.

After all, what heroes have always sought, apart from the world, is longevity.

It's just that before Xiao Jin cultivated the three clones, and even the second clone was not fully formed, it was destroyed by Xiao Yu during the Battle of Meishan. In the end, only the clone Chen Gongyu remained, and he could only set foot on the ground. The realm of the eighteenth floor of the immortal is still far from the ascension of the enlightenment above and after the eighteenth floor.

At this moment and here, Xiao Jin, who is only an [-]th-floor realm, has no advantage at all against Xu Beiyou, who is also at the [-]th-floor realm. Nine points, Xiao Jin only got five points.

What's more, Xu Beiyou also has Jianzong's heavy weapon Zhuxian in his hands. Although Xiao Jin also has a Confucian heavy weapon, he is not good at fighting against people. Zhu Xian is on a par.

But now, Xiao Jin has no way to retreat, so he can only try his best to meet the enemy.

Xiao Jin raised up the centering mirror in the middle, and blocked Xu Beiyou's blatant sword. The sword tip touched the mirror surface, and the mirror surface suddenly became brighter, making Zhu Xian unable to move forward. Fissures appeared quietly.

After a sword strike, the two left the ground and retreated at the same time.

Xiao Jin's face was pale and he vomited blood.

Although Xu Beiyou was not unusual, there was a tinge of black and blue quietly appearing in the flying white hair.

Xiao Jin drew back and retreated, Xu Beiyou followed closely.

The two advanced and retreated, one front and one back, and they fought endlessly.

Xu Beiyou's full head of white hair was constantly changing between frosty white and black blue, but Xiao Jin was too embarrassed. Every time he received Xu Beiyou's sword hard, he would vomit blood once. The blood seemed to be free of money, and he spit it out. It made his face extremely pale, without even a trace of blood.

In this way, there will be no deadly battle, only chasing and killing.

Because of the mirror of righteousness, it was very difficult for Xu Beiyou to kill Xiao Jin with a single strike, but as the saying goes, if you keep on the defensive for a long time, you will lose. Xiao Jin's injuries will only get worse and worse, and you can't see half of it. The hope of turning defeat into victory.

But then again, this is Xiao Jin. If it were any person who was involved in the Tianji list, facing Xu Beiyou, who was firmly in the top three in the world, he would have died by now, with no bones left.

Even Liumian, which is famous for its golden body, is no exception.

Xu Beiyou used his sword from the beginning to the end, and Xiao Jin was also on the defensive.

Under the violent qi vibration, many places in the city collapsed, and the yin qi billowing above their heads was like boiling water, constantly gathering, dispersing, and reuniting.

When Xu Beiyou's last sword fell.

Finally, there was a crisp cracking sound from the mirror in Xiao Jin's hand.

I saw a crack visible to the naked eye spreading rapidly on the clear, water-like mirror surface.

Although it is not enough to destroy this heavy Confucian weapon, in a short period of time, this heavy Confucian weapon is no longer able to exert its various magical functions. If it is to be completely repaired, at least it will take decades to warm up.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xu Beiyou's mouth.

What else is there?But once Qianqian donkey was so poor!
Xu Beiyou drew his swords continuously this time, with anger in his heart, but there was no smoke and fire when he drew his swords. He didn't start with a full blow of the sword as before, but proceeded step by step, using the ten swords to continuously build up momentum, like climbing a mountain step by step, and finally Climbing to the top of the mountain, you can see the clouds and the moon.

Xu Beiyou's weather is already at its peak, and after gaining momentum one after another, he has reached a new level.

It's like climbing a dangerous building on the top of a mountain and looking at all the small mountains.

Xu Beiyou stretched out his hand to take a shot, and the cloud of smoke flew back into his hand again, and then Xu Beiyou raised his hand to throw it, turning into a long rainbow, and blasting away.

Start with smoke and clouds, and then end with smoke and clouds.

Using the blood of King Wei to make another start for this new three-foot Qingfeng, it is not in vain for Xu Beiyou to raise his sword again.

Xiao Jin, who was indeed at the end of his strength, could no longer block the sword, and was pierced through the heart by the sword again under the inevitable.

The cloud of smoke passed through Xiao Jin's chest in a chaotic manner, and the movement continued, until the sword pierced into the city wall hundreds of meters behind Xiao Jin, and then barely stopped.

At the same time, Xiao Jin was also engulfed by the huge sword force of Changhong Piercing the Sun, and his figure involuntarily flew backwards, landing heavily dozens of feet away.

Xu Beiyou was expressionless, looking at Xiao Jin who hadn't gotten up for a long time, blood gradually flowed from under her body, forming a pool of blood.

Now, Xiao Jin was lying in a pool of blood.

I don't know if it's because of absorbing too many living souls, or because of practicing the ghost king's seven arts, Xiao Jin's blood turned out to be black, as black as ink, soaking the ground under him and soaking his black python robe, making The black robe became darker, but the dark golden dragon on the black robe became brighter and brighter.

Xiao Jin just lay in the bloody water, not yet completely dead, but already on the verge of death.

Xiao Jin, who was about to die, looked at the sky, his vision was already blurred, but the wheel of life and death could still be seen in his vision.

At this time, the wheel of life and death had already stopped rotating, and countless red rays of light fell from the sky.

Xu Beiyou also saw these rays of light, but he didn't care. Even if Xiao Jin could be brought back to life, it would be nothing more than being beaten to death by him again, and he finally spoke, "Do you have a last word?"

Xiao Jin, who had gradually lost her vitality, twitched the corners of her mouth and murmured: "The Bianhua, born on the bank of the Santu River in Huangquan..."

"Red like raging flames everywhere, flowers bloom and leaves leave, and the heart of ten thousand kalpas will be destroyed."

(End of this chapter)