A sword, overturning aura to revive the world

“Little ghost, what kind of person are you, why are your attacks so weird!”

Zhu Bing stood up embarrassedly and looked at Ximen Xue with a solemn face.

As a mid-B-level powerhouse, he could clearly feel the power of the attack just now.

“You don’t need to know who I am, you just need to know that you will die here today.”

Ximen Xue said coldly, and then his figure moved, and the peerless good sword slashed down towards Zhu Bing.

As for the Mad Demon Blood Bull next to him, he didn’t care at all.

Cut by the four fronts of his sword, even if the mad demon blood cowhide was rough, it did not slow down for a while.

“Little ghost, don’t be too arrogant!”

Zhu Bing’s face turned dark, a little ghost is so arrogant, Uncle Ben handed you over to be a man today.

Thinking so, Zhu Bing’s arm began to change, and in this instant, it turned into pure gold.

Then he picked up his golden arm and wanted to go head-to-head with the peerless good sword.

“A metallic psychic? Sorry, in the face of a peerless good sword, not enough to see. ”

How sharp is a peerless sword?

Ximen Xue could not be clearer as the owner.

A B-class metal psychic who wants to go head-to-head with it?

Inexistent!

“Poof…”

“Ahhhhhh

Sure enough, Zhu Bing’s golden arm just touched the peerless good sword, and was directly cut off by a sword.

If it weren’t for the critical moment, Zhu Bing once again used the legendary life-saving divine skill in the rivers and lakes – donkey rolling.

I’m afraid that the whole person will be cut in two by Ximen Xue’s sword.

“You….. You are not a psychic! ”

Zhu Bing’s warrior broke his arm and looked at Ximen Xue in horror.

On this kid’s body, he didn’t feel a single fluctuation of supernatural energy at all.

“Who told you I was a psychic?”

Ximen Xue smiled coldly, taking advantage of your illness to kill you, and deceived yourself again.

“Damn, Lao Tzu this is a boat capsized in the gutter, and I actually ran into such a perverted guy.”

Zhu Bing looked desperately at Ximen Xue who rushed over.

But there are still some doubts in my heart, not a superpower, so what is this pervert?

“Poof…”

The sword qi streaked through, and with deep doubts, Zhu Bing’s head moved directly.

“Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a B-level mid-level superpower, and getting 6,000 sword swings.”

Haha, sure enough, the battle came quickly.

A mid-B-level psychic is enough for him to swing his sword for hours.

At that moment, Ximen Xue once again looked at the Mad Demon Blood Bull.

At this moment, the originally red body of the Mad Demon Blood Bull had disappeared, turning into a normal black, and he looked weak.

“Gee, this is the end of Rage Time?”

Ximen Xue knew what was going on as soon as she saw it.

Although the Mad Demon Blood Bull’s strength will be greatly improved, once it is over, it will also be weak for a while.

It’s just that this Mad Demon Blood Bull just hit Ximen Xue’s sword qi attack, plus the berserk time is over.

At this moment, its strength is afraid that it does not even have a three-star low-level demon beast.

“Human, you’re really lucky.”

The Mad Demon Blood Bull looked at Ximen Xue deadly, staring at him with scarlet eyes.

In the eyes of the Mad Demon Blood Bull, if it weren’t for the fact that he went crazy in advance and was unlucky, he would have directly loaded that sharp sword qi.

This human kid will definitely not be his opponent.

“luck? Sorry, even if your strength is in its heyday, you are just a slightly larger ant in my heart. ”

Ximen Xue smiled coldly.

As long as it is not a four-star demon beast, Ximen Xue is not afraid at all.

“Human boy, I hope you can continue to be arrogant, today fell into your hands, Lao Tzu recognized, but I believe that you will come to hell one day to accompany me.”

Mad Demon Blood Bull smiled coldly

“Sorry, this wish, I’m afraid you will never be able to come true.”

Ximen Xue shrugged, and then a sword qi flew over, directly slashing the Mad Demon Blood Bull under the sword.

“Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a three-star high-level demon beast and getting 7,000 sword swings.”

Gee, good luck, 13,000 swings of the sword in vain.

Whether it is this Zhu Bing or the Mad Demon Blood Bull, it is not the heyday.

Ximen Xue didn’t have much effort at all to behead one person and one demon beast under the sword.

“These three days….. I want to strive to get 200,000 sword swings and raise my cultivation to the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow!” ”

Ximen Xue set herself a small goal.

The number of times to swing 200,000 swords in three days is equivalent to almost 70,000 in a day.

That is, more than a dozen three-star demon beasts!

If you try hard, it should be fine.