That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 592

Xu Beiyou's big sleeves were fluttering, he was hunting, and Tianlan was in front of him in his hands.

You have countless falling snows into swords, and I can break them with Tian Lan's sword.

Qi Xianyun looked at the white snowflakes that were pushed back into the sky with a slightly dazed expression.

If Xu Beiyou used the sword style in Sword 36, or used the eight swords to form a sword formation, then she would lose if she lost. After all, she had tried her best, and she had a clear conscience. The sword formed an array, and even defeated eight people at the same time. First, she used her own physique to hold down the Mantianxue sword, and then used her own majestic cultivation to completely break the Mantianxue sword, leaving her defeated without any room for struggle.

This is like the first time Shangguan Xianchen challenged Zichen, the old head teacher of Taoism. Shangguan Xianchen, who had been dormant on Biyou Island for 20 years, ended in defeat. How mysterious and unpredictable his Taoism is is purely because Shangguan Xianchen's realm was not as good as Zichen at that time, and the old head teacher of Taoism could suppress Shangguan Xianchen with only his realm cultivation.

Just like today's Qi Xianyun, it's not that her San Qing Jue is not as good as Xu Beiyou's Jian 36, but the difference in realm between the two is too great. To use an inappropriate example, no matter how good a three-year-old boy's boxing skills are, he can't match A grown man with absolutely no martial arts skills.

So Xu Beiyou won easily.

At this time, Xu Beiyou no longer concealed his true cultivation, and his momentum was rising steadily.

Earth Immortal Seventh Floor.

Earth Immortal Eight-story Building.

The peak of the Earth Immortal Eight-Story Building.

Many earth immortals who have cultivated for most of their lives are at this level, while Xu Beiyou is just a young man who has just reached the crown. Not only is he the best among his peers, but he is also enough to make many older generations feel inferior.

If Xu Beiyou fought Zhou Tong again at this time, he could let the veteran go to bed for a few more months without Zhu Xian.

He looked up at Qi Xianyun who had been standing on top of his head, and chuckled, "What are you doing standing so high?"

The next moment, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the cloud under Qi Xianyun's feet collapsed in an instant, and he fell back to the Dragon King Terrace from the air.

He waved his sleeve again, and the other seven swords retreated to his side together.

A total of eight swords surrounded his body.

Xu Beiyou looked around at the eight young handsome men, and said, "The last sword six is ​​for you all."

He raised one hand, then swung it down heavily, like a general on the battlefield giving orders.

Sword Six is ​​the skill of controlling the sword. It is not difficult to say, but easy to say.

As long as he can control the Cunyu Feijian, he is considered to be the Sixth Sword, but it is also the Sixth Sword if he can control thousands of swords like Shangguan Xianchen back then.

This time Xu Beiyou only controlled the Eight Swords.

The wind and snow suddenly rushed, and the sword energy soared to the sky in an instant.

Tian Lan's sword shot through the air first, and the white rainbow swept away. All the spectators didn't even see it clearly. They only felt that there was a flash of white light in front of them. Qi Xianyun, who was already at the end of his strength, was shot down from the Dragon King Terrace.

Then comes the second sword, Que Xie.

Huo Xichen's lightsaber was smashed to pieces, and he had to fall from the Dragon King Stage.

The third sword, Xuan Ming.

Jin Chan's Buddhist golden body was almost shattered, and he folded his palms together to resist Xuan Ming, but his figure couldn't stop retreating, and finally he was pushed out of the Dragon King Platform by Xuan Ming, who had a mighty sword aura.

The fourth sword, Baihong.

Although Yan Ruyu had a pair of thunder wings, she still couldn't escape Baihong's attack like a snake catching a mouse. After tossing and turning several times in the air, she was forced to fall back to the ground, also outside the Dragon King Terrace.

The fifth sword, inexplicable.

Under the aura of Zhu Xian's sword, countless cracks suddenly appeared on the Xiuchun knife in Chen Moling's hand, and then turned from empty to solid, the blade was shattered inch by inch, and bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, he dared not continue to resist, and jumped down the Dragon King Platform neatly.

The sixth sword, Chi Lian.

The fierce flames of Chi Lian were like a murderous bloodthirsty demon. Dozens of sword qi shot towards Min Chun. Holding his breath and concentrating on it, he raised his single arm and swiped the saber out without any momentum. It seemed like an ordinary saber without any fancy tricks, but there was a chilling determination in this saber.

The man was furious, blood spattered five steps of determination.

The shot was understated, but a moment later, the saber's momentum was already as strong as Mount Tai. After colliding with Chi Lian's dozen sword qi, the sword qi went to seven or eight, and the rest of the sword qi fell on Min Chun's body, and flowers exploded on him. A blood flower floated down the Dragon King Terrace with a calm face.

The seventh sword, Zidian.

Zhao Tinghu is the only one who does not retreat but advances. His momentum climbs to his peak in an instant, and he strides forward with his arms crossed in front of him.

After being trampled heavily, the ground under his feet was shattered.

Zhao Tinghu was just an ordinary citizen back then, without a prominent family background, and without the succession of a famous teacher. In addition to various opportunities, he also grew up in the bitter battles at the bottom. He was defeated by Xu Beiyou, this time he didn't want to win, he just wanted to lose in a dignified way.

Zidian flashed like a purple thread, cutting on Zhao Tinghu's arms, his sleeves instantly shattered, revealing a pair of armguards hidden under his sleeves.

This pair of arm guards is not a common thing, it is called "Huang Bite", and it is one of the many relics left by Mr. Fu and Fu Chen. It is made of leather from ancient and exotic animals. The arms are extremely powerful, but this arm guard still couldn't last for too long, and a ravine was left on it by Zidian, and Zhao Tinghu's figure even retreated several feet back.

However, Zhao Tinghu still didn't want to stop. With a yell, his face was filled with blood, and the blood in his body rushed like a big river, and he could even faintly hear the sound of the waves.

When retreating to the edge of the Dragon King Terrace, Zhao Tinghu stopped his retreat.

Xu Beiyou let out a sigh, and looked at Zhao Tinghu.

Zhao Tinghu's eyes met Xu Beiyou's, and he instantly felt as if he had been stabbed in the chest. He was short of breath for no reason, and couldn't stand Zidian anymore, and he flew down the Dragon King Terrace.

All seven were defeated, which caused many spectators in the audience to exclaim.

Xu Beiyou withdrew his gaze and looked at Ling Yun who was still standing on the stage at the end. Huanglong's sword slowly revolved around him, like a golden carp swimming in the water.

If the current Xu Beiyou shot with all his strength without mercy, he was confident that he would kill all eight people here, but it was not necessary, Lan Yu and many other big figures would not allow him to act like this.

Xu Beiyou raised his chin.

The eighth sword, Huanglong.

If Xuanming is like a deep sword, and Tianlan is like a river, then Huanglong is like a dragon.

Within an inch and three feet around Ling Yun, countless rising and falling sword auras converged into a long dragon of sword aura, which fluctuated up and down.

Ling Yun staggered back under the impact of the majestic sword energy, his figure was unsteady, although he tried his best to stabilize his figure, but after being hit by the sword energy on his shoulder, he slid back a few feet, leaving behind Two marks more than an inch deep, his face was pale, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

One side is precarious, the other side is standing still, the outcome has been divided.

Many spectators began to leave the field one after another, first Liao King Mutangzhi and Qi King Xiao Bai, then Lingwu County King Xiao Mahe and Liangwu County King Xiao Quji, and then the Governor Wei Jin and Duanmu Ruisheng.

However, Han Xuan and Lan Yu stayed where they were, and Lan Yu said softly, "Wen Bi, congratulations."

Han Xuan smiled faintly, and turned his head to look up the Dragon King Stage.

Xu Beiyou waved his sleeves to retract the eight swords, and stood with his hands behind his back.

It vaguely has a bit of the demeanor of when the autumn leaves were by the Biluo Lake.

At this moment, everyone had to admit that Mr. Xu from Jiangdu was the undisputed No.1 of the younger generation.

(End of this chapter)