That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 953

There was thunder between heaven and earth.

The sword intent resonates, using the sky and the earth as the big drum, and the Qingfeng in your hand as the drumstick, the sound of the drum between the sky and the earth is the sound of thunder!

I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, but Shangguan Xianchen used this sword when he fought against the No. [-] Sword Immortal in Southern Border, Mr. Dongxing, and this time Xu Beiyou still used this sword in Southern Border.

Today's Xu Beiyou is even better than Shangguan Xianchen who had not yet reached his peak at that time.

Li Fenggu, who had been repulsed by Xu Beiyou twice in a row, was sent flying again by Xu Beiyou's sword. Dozens of houses were directly smashed into ruins.

This great figure of the temple, who shined in the far west, was beaten to the extreme by an oriental young man in this ancient oriental place. The holy light armor he was wearing was so broken that it was almost completely destroyed.

However, Li Fenggu is a top figure in the world after all, so naturally he is not so vulnerable.

The next moment, he stood up abruptly, his body was full of light, and his whole body was like a god, trampling the ground under his feet to pieces, the aftermath even caused the ground within several miles around to collapse to varying degrees, and the whistling sound converged into a huge roar.

Li Fenggu, who was almost back to life, could no longer maintain his elegant demeanor, and roared an extremely western language that Xu Beiyou could not understand.

But it would not be a good thing to think about it.

Li Fenggu stomped on the ground hard, and rushed forward.

Xu Beiyou was expressionless, holding the hilt of Zhu Xian's sword with one hand, and holding the sword horizontally in front of him, Zhu Xian let out a Qingyue sword cry, with high fighting spirit.

Li Fenggu slammed into Zhu Xian with a bang, like a big wave hitting an embankment.

Xu Beiyou maintained the horizontal sword movement, as motionless as a mountain, but Li Fenggu was pushed back tens of feet by the counter-shock force, and his feet drew two deep marks on the ground again.

Xu Beiyou held Zhu Xian upside down again, and struck forward with his sword.

Cang Lei shook for five hundred miles.

Xu Beiyou's figure instantly came in front of Li Fenggu, and hit Li Fenggu's abdomen hard with the head of the Zhuxian sword, causing the latter's feet to leave the ground, and then hit his chest again, sending Li Fenggu flying.

The invisible thunder instantly penetrated the holy light armor and oscillated back and forth in his body for a thousand miles.

After Li Fenggu landed on the ground, there were still bursts of dull thunder in his body, and he staggered back. There were cracks all over the holy light armor, and black blood continued to seep from the gaps.

Xu Beiyou gained the momentum, he took a step forward, one step is a hundred feet, and when he caught up with Li Fenggu's figure, he bumped into him again.

The two advance and retreat.

Xu Beiyou made fourteen hits in a row.

During this period, Li Fenggu never landed.

Until Xu Beiyou's final collision, from Sword Fourteen to Sword Thirteen.

The sword energy pervaded the air, within a hundred feet, it was like thirty-nine.

The swiftness of this sword made it impossible for Li Fenggu to avoid it at this moment, so much so that he calculated everything, but in the end sadly found that he could only take the sword forcefully.

Li Fenggu is also very clear that if he takes this sword forcefully in his current state, it is likely to be a dead end. Even if Zhu Jiuyin and Murong Xuan can kill Xu Beiyou here, there is no guarantee that he will not be dragged to be buried by Xu Beiyou .

But he had no other choice.

The next moment, the sword energy directly engulfed Li Fenggu completely.

When the sword energy dissipated, Li Fenggu fell to the ground heavily, his holy light armor was completely shattered, his body was soaked in blood, and no part was intact.

The so-called holy relics that are no worse than Zhu Xian have become a big joke at this moment.

Li Fenggu still tried to struggle to get up this time, but in vain, he could only lie on the ground dying.

He looked at the dark sky above his head, his vision was blurred by the blood continuously flowing from his forehead.

The sky that had been dark after the opening of the poisonous miasma array turned bloody. Li Fenggu was so depressed that he had no intention of competing with Xu Beiyou at all. It turned out that this half-step invitation, which seemed not far away, was actually a natural moat. Even if the three of them joined forces, he still couldn't compete with Xu Beiyou.

In the fight just now, he could know all of Xu Beiyou's intentions, and also understand all of Xu Beiyou's thoughts, and he could even see every sword of Xu Beiyou's, but he just couldn't avoid it, let alone stop it.

That Sapphire ranked Xu Beiyou among the so-called Three Saints, so it turned out that he wasn't exaggerating at all.

At this moment, Li Fenggu only wanted to go back to the Far West and be his leader of the Cardinal Archbishop. He still had too many plans to implement. He also wanted to be crowned as the next pope and wanted to rule the entire Far West. As for the so-called Eastern Parish, he has no extra thoughts at this time.

All this is like a nightmare, and what is even more sad is that this nightmare has not been able to wake up for a long time.

After Li Fenggu tried his best to get up again and failed, his face was slumped. The vice pope muttered something softly in the language of his hometown, and slowly closed his eyes.

If you can start over.

Then he would not choose to come to the east, let alone join forces with that king of Wei to participate in the internal struggle of the Eastern Empire.

It wasn't until this time that he gradually understood that sentence, manpower is sometimes poor.

In the face of the real general situation, the power of a person is too small, even if this person is an earth immortal in the eighteenth floor realm, it is still the same.

It was not until this moment that Zhu Jiuyin took this opportunity to make a bold move, and slapped Xu Beiyou's back hard with both hands.

The purple-black breath seeped into Xu Beiyou's body, and then leaked out from the body again and again, so repeatedly that Xu Beiyou's gaseous state languished at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his whole body was unstable.

The twelve swords hanging from the sky crashed down, forcing Zhu Jiuyin back and protecting Xu Beiyou's surroundings.

Zhu Jiuyin looked at the figure who was about to lean on his sword to stabilize his figure, and said with a sneer, "A person from a foreign land will die if he dies. Isn't it a pity to be in this miasma-ridden place that you Central Plains people often say?"

Xu Beiyou didn't say a word.

Xiaoyao Dixian is not a immortal, let alone an immortal who lives the same life as the heaven and the earth.

Xu Beiyou was plotted against by Zhu Jiuyin after a series of hard battles. Although he had anticipated and prepared for it, anyway, he did not have the physique of a Buddhist golden body or an impermeable body, nor did he have a Taoist impermeable body. The upper sword body was good at attacking but not defending, even worse than Li Fenggu who was wearing the Holy Light Armor, and he was undoubtedly seriously injured when he took Zhu Jiuyin's full blow.

Zhu Jiuyin continued: "There is also your Jianzong who has been thinking about it, I have heard Mrs. Murong talk about it, but in my opinion, as long as you die, that Jianzong who seems to have a revival will not be able to stand up to it." With the slightest wave of wind and waves, as long as the Daomen reaches out and pushes lightly, it will be separated and collapsed."

He raised his hands, purple and black veins appeared on the back of the snow-white hands, like thin snakes constantly swimming, making one's hair stand tall.

Zhu Jiuyin folded her hands on her chest and said slowly: "I have already said before that Lan Yu and Zhao Qing will not come here in a short time. Besides these two, who can save you?" ?”

Xu Beiyou instead supported Zhu Xian's sword hilt with both hands, and the seven orifices began to bleed slowly.

A figure in Taoist robes appeared in front of Xu Beiyou out of thin air, glanced at him, and asked softly, "Xiao Yu's grandson-in-law?"

Xu Beiyou was startled, then nodded.

After a little silence, the visitor said slowly, "I can save you."

(End of this chapter)