"Old man, take your life!!!"

Gu Feng roared and continued to kill Xun Shang.

His hair was flying, confident and crazy. As soon as the sword turned, he took away a strand of hair hung by Xun Shang.

"Cut off your part today and kill your master tomorrow!"

You must die while you are ill.

If you succeed in two swords in a row, that's a great increase in confidence. The purple long sword in his hand, with a trace of terrible lightning power, turned over again and again, only killing Xun Shang's face and retreating wildly.

The ten Dharma seas in the ancient wind roared madly at the moment, and the magic power of the crazy bully poured into the long sword, which can be said to be invincible.

This is Lei Di's swordsmanship. It's weird and cunning. It can be called a masterpiece.

If Xun Shang's cultivation was not much higher than the ancient style, he would have died under the long sword. Relying on the advantage of speed, he kept dodging back. He was shocked and angry.

"Little bastard, if the tiger doesn't get angry, do you still think I'm a sick cat? Today, I will let you know completely what is sage majesty! "

Xun Shang was very angry. He was a saint. He was killed by a descendant of the kingdom of God and almost cut off his head several times. This tone can't be tolerated, otherwise he will be laughed off by others.

Xun ShangDiao began to fight back crazily. With each wave of his palm, a strange and mysterious force of the world projected from his palm, which plunged the ancient wind into the quagmire on the spot.

The rank of the power of the world is much higher than that of the divine power. It has a natural advantage of suppression. As soon as the two forces came into contact, the ancient wind felt limited everywhere.

His long sword was no longer sharp, and his speed was greatly affected.

"Reincarnation!"

The ancient wind roared, and there was a loud explosion in his body. The dark reincarnation disc appeared, full of the meaning of ancient vicissitudes, standing there like eternal truth.

Reincarnation hovered wildly, and the six portals turned into a dark vortex at this time, connecting the unknown space. He swallowed all the attacks of Xun Shang on the spot.

After dissolving the power of the other party's boundary, the ancient wind relaxed on the spot, waved the sword again, and his body flickered again and again. In a moment, half of Xun Shang's clothes were eliminated.

"Little bastard, I underestimate you. But do you think that's all right? If you don't have Lei Di's protection today, everything will stop! "

After roaring, another dark "sack mouth" covered the ancient wind's head. It was Xun Shang who hung on his old technique and released his small world again, trying to take in the ancient style.

He can see that it takes a lot of energy to catch ancient customs by ordinary means. Only by taking the ancient style into the small world can he completely catch the ancient style.

"I've been on guard against you!"

Surprisingly, the ancient style did not escape at this moment, but rose into the sky and jumped into the dark "sack".

At the moment of entering the "big sack", a red pilian rushed out of the ancient temple, turned into a sharp sword and cut straight on the wall of the "sack mouth".

Boom!

Boom!

With the cutting of the sword, the "sack mouth" made a loud noise, and then the whole small world began to tremble and shake violently, as if it was about to collapse.

"What's going on? How did this happen? "

In an instant, Xun Shang changed color and looked incredible.

Immersed in his mind, he was frightened to retreat again on the spot.

He saw that a dazzling red light rushed out of the ancient wind's head. The red light rose and turned into a small sun. After rising to half the sky, it suddenly exploded and directly penetrated and filled the whole small world.

Boom!

Click, click!

Click, click!

It was the sound of cracking. At this moment, the whole small world hung by Xun Shang was cracking, full of cracks like cobwebs. Before he could react completely, another loud bang came, and his whole small world completely collapsed.

The endless power of the world dissipated madly at this moment and destroyed the whole mountain

"Ah... No..."

Xun ShangDiao let out a frightened cry and was completely desperate.

"The power of taboo, the power of taboo... How can this happen? How did this happen? "

Poof!!!

The destruction of the small world is equivalent to the destruction of the French sea. At this moment, Xun ShangDiao suffered unimaginable heavy losses.

Before he could escape, he felt a chill in his heart. When he looked up, he found that Gu Feng was holding a purple sword. He didn't know where he came out and went straight to his eyebrows.

"Death!!!"

Xun Shang hung crazy and killed him with a straight punch. He couldn't accept the destruction of the small world. He wanted to kill the ancient style immediately.

Seeing that the punch was about to hit the ancient wind, but the figure of the ancient wind suddenly disappeared.

The next second, the ancient wind rushed behind Xun ShangDiao and suddenly waved his sword. "Brush" once, it called Xun ShangDiao's head flying. At the neck, the blood was like a fountain, soaring half a Zhang high

"Ah..."

A frightened cry rang through the whole mountain range, startling birds everywhere.

Xun ShangDiao wanted to reunite with the flesh immediately, but he failed in his tragic discovery.

At the broken neck on the head, there was a purple electric light, popping.

That's Lei Xingdao, which prevents him from condensing his flesh again.

Subconsciously, Xun ShangDiao wanted to mobilize the power of the world to erase those thunder laws, but it was a tragic discovery. He even blew up the small world. Where can the power of the world be mobilized?

"Ah, young man, you deceive people too much..."

Desperate, this time Xun ShangDiao is completely desperate.

Strands of strange light flow around, wrapped around his head, trying to escape here.

However, Xun ShangDiao, who has lost his body and small world, has greatly reduced his speed. How can he be faster than the pursuit of ancient customs?

After a scornful sneer, the ancient purple sword was killed without the slightest drag. The sword tip directly "hissed" ran through Xun Shang's eyebrows.

Suddenly, the whole world was quiet, even the scream and roar were gone.

After half a ring, I saw the corners of the antique mouth slowly crack open, revealing a ferocious smile.

"I said, I'll kill you today, and I'll kill you tomorrow!"

As soon as the voice fell, the long sword in Gu Feng's hand turned over and broke Xun Shang's sacred Palace on the spot.

"Ah, ancient style, you are cruel..."

The voice gradually weakened. Finally, Xun Shang's hanging head turned into endless essence and dispersed in the mountains and forests.

Dead, a saint, died in the hands of the ancient wind. Weak and oppressed.

While his head turned into essence and Qi disappeared, his body also dissipated. It also turned into endless essence and Qi and completely disappeared.

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