Outlaw

One side is the strongest spear, and the other side is the strongest shield.

Under the critical attack, a mushroom cloud formed into the sky and swept away in all directions!

Boom!

Terrifying shock waves swept across all directions.

All the buildings in the Phoenix Hall were directly razed to the ground.

Everything exploded.

Even so, the raging shock wave still spread outwards, and all the houses collapsed wherever it passed.

A shocking shock was heard throughout Phoenix Orchid City.

Fortunately, there is no one here, otherwise a large number of people would have been scared to death.

Bai Yuege, Puyang Qian and Xia Mengyao, who were standing at the edge of the Phoenix Hall, all stared at the battlefield ahead in disbelief with their eyes wide open.

Their eyes were about to fall out.

Have you ever seen such a terrifying sword?

Is this him still a sword?

Gollum!

Bai Yuege took a breath and said deeply: "Oh my God. Xiao Beichen's swordsmanship has completely evolved and transformed. Has he reached the level of a sword god?"

Pu Yangqian looked pale: "That's natural. Although Chen Yulou has not entered the realm of land gods, his swordsmanship is extraordinary. Now, Xiao Beichen's swordsmanship has also transformed, reaching the level of a sword god. I don't know what these two generations are like. How good is your swordsmanship?"

The two men were excited.

But Xia Mengyao on the side couldn't get excited and stared blankly at the young man in green shirt in front of her. While coughing up blood, he murmured: "In order to hold the eight million sword, he burned all his life and blood. In the next battle, no matter he wins or loses... it will be difficult for him to end well."

As soon as these words came out, Bai Yuege and Puyang Qian also gritted their teeth, their eyes were glazed over, and there was an indescribable discomfort flowing through them.

If it is not a last resort, who is willing to risk his life?

After a while, Bai Yuege regained consciousness and stared ahead: "Can Xiao Beichen win?"

Xia Mengyao coughed violently: "I could have won, but who would have thought... the Holy Ancestor is not a human, but the supreme bloodline among peacocks, King Ming. The defensive power of King Ming is too strong. . Xiao Beichen’s strength is not that good after all, and he may not be able to break through the defense of the Ming Dynasty King!"

what?

Bai Yuege and Puyang Qian were shocked.

Such terrifying swordsmanship cannot kill the Holy Ancestor?

Isn't this too exaggerated? ! !

The two of them couldn't believe it, staring at the battlefield ahead.

Boom boom boom!

The endless Bashan Sword turned into a torrent that broke through the sky, constantly impacting on King Fudo.

One sword, ten swords, a hundred swords, a thousand swords, ten thousand swords, a hundred thousand swords, a million swords...

endless.

Crashed!

Even a big mountain or a big river... would be beaten to smithereens.

However, the Peacock Daming King's super defensive Fudo Ming King was able to withstand it.

The Peacock King spread out his huge wings and formed a super strong defensive shield around his body, able to withstand Bashan's Million Swords.

A million swords fell down, but no one was hurt.

This gave the Holy Ancestor great confidence: "Xiao Beichen! With eight million sword hearts, he is the second sword god in the world. He is really abnormal. It's a pity that your cultivation level is still too low, and the power level is too disparate. . Still no threat to this Saint Ancestor. After this blow, your life and blood will be burned out, and you will be dead without my taking action."

Xiao Beichen did not answer. As the fire of life and blood accelerated, more and more blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

However, Xiao Beichen's eyes were extremely firm. He looked straight ahead, raised his hand and clapped: "Bashan Sword, strike again!!"

Boom!

Bashan Sword, continuous critical strikes.

Endless, crushing mountains and rivers.

Every sword carries the owner's extraordinary will.

Three million swords, cut down.

Numerous cracks finally appeared in Fudo Myooh's outer defense.

The Saint Ancestor's expression became more solemn than ever before: "I didn't expect that your Bashan Sword has reached such a level. But I underestimated you."

Xiao Beichen shouted angrily: "Behead again!"

Boom boom boom!

Four million swords, cut them down.

Fudo Myooh's defense was broken through.

A pair of peacock wings that were tougher than steel were cut with countless scars.

It seemed like it was about to collapse.

The Saint Ancestor's face turned ugly. He tried to dodge and retreat, but it was too late.

The confrontation at this moment has reached its peak moment, between life and death. There is no room for any mistakes. Once you retreat... you will become a fish on the chopping block.

Although the Holy Ancestor is extremely cautious, he also knows that the brave will win when faced with a narrow road.

Now, he has no way out.

He gritted his teeth, clasped his hands together, and once again blessed the Fudo Ming King outside him.

"Fudo Mingo!!!"

Tough!

"Bashan Sword, cut again!!"

Five million swords, kill!

Fudo Mingou, who was blessed again, was cut open.

Six million swords, kill! !

The peacock's wings are filled with hundreds of holes.

Seven million swords, kill! ! !

The peacock's wings were almost broken.

Eight million swords, kill! ! ! !

The peacock's wings were directly smashed into pieces. Along with the Holy Ancestor, his whole body was beaten with bruises and blood flowing out.

Eight Million Swords finally came to an end and disappeared.

puff!

The Holy Ancestor retreated tens of meters, with wounds all over his body and blood gushing.

Xiao Beichen felt equally uncomfortable, almost half-kneeling on the ground, letting the blood flow down the corner of his mouth. Ignoring the blood-stained clothes, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at the Holy Ancestor in the distance. He couldn't help but frown: "In the face of such a sword attack, he was only seriously injured. This Holy Ancestor is too strong."

I originally thought it was a sure kill.

In no mood……

How can such a situation not make people feel desperate?

quack quack!

The Holy Ancestor let out a hoarse laugh and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Beichen, you are really perverted. You can actually injure me to this extent with the strength of the Nine-Star Human Immortal Realm. If your power level More than twice as strong. I might really be killed by you."

"The eight million swords at Bashan Sword Field are indeed the best swords in the world. It's a pity that the disparity between you and me is still too big after all."

"You can only use such a powerful swordsmanship once in a short period of time. Moreover, your life and blood fire has almost burned out. What else will you use to fight me next?"

The cold voice was despairing.

puff!

Xiao Beichen spit out a mouthful of blood and stood up slowly. He endured his shaking body and stabilized his feet.

"Holy Ancestor, you are too happy too early. The swords at Bashan Sword Field are not limited to these eight million swords."

The Holy Ancestor smiled: "You have finished all eight million swords. Can you still use your sword?"

"I still have one last sword!" Xiao Beichen suddenly raised his right hand, "Bashan Sword, rise again!"

Eight million swords did not appear.

But eight million sword hearts surged.

Thousands of sword hearts are melted into one body.

Sword soul!

Forming an unprecedentedly powerful ten-meter long sword. Floating in front of Xiao Beichen.

The sword's intention is surging and mighty.

Although there is only one sword, the power and aura surging on it vaguely exceeds the previous eight million swords.

hiss!

The Holy Ancestor took a breath of air and was stunned: "What... Bashan sword field, there are swords..."

puff puff!

Blood was pouring from the corner of Xiao Beichen's mouth, but his will was unprecedentedly strong: "Bashan has energy, and the sword field has spirit. Under the sword god, there is the Bashan sword."

"cut!!"

With a command, the ten-meter long sword suddenly swept out!

As fast as a stream of light, as fast as a swimming dragon and as fast as thunder. In an instant, it penetrated the sky, pulled out a large white bolt, and directly hit the Holy Ancestor who transformed into the Peacock King Ming.

Boom!

One sword, cut the ground! Break the sky!

All this happened so fast, even the Holy Ancestor used the strongest defense at the critical moment. Still penetrated by the sword.

The invincible sword penetrated everything, and finally penetrated the chest of the Holy Ancestor. Pushing the tall and powerful man back several hundred meters, he was finally nailed to the wall in front of the hall.

hum!

The shock wave caused rippled across the sky. Sweeping across two thousand meters.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

In the distance, Bai Yuege, Puyang Qian and Xia Mengyao both had dilated pupils and looked at everything in disbelief.

"What a powerful sword! Bashan Sword, the best sword in the world!"

"Such a divine sword can indeed severely injure a strong man of the Saint Ancestor's level. Xia Mengyao, is the Saint Ancestor dead?"

Bai Yuege and Puyang Qian turned to look at Xia Mengyao at the same time.

puff!

Blood was still flowing from the corner of Xia Mengyao's mouth, and most of her life breath had gone away. She was very weak and was already on the verge of death. But she still stood up with force, opened her eyes with difficulty, and looked ahead: "If the Holy Ancestor didn't have a stronger trump card, his life would be cut off."

Gollum!

Bai Yuege took a breath and said in disbelief: "So, Xiao Beichen won?"

Puyang Qian was also dreaming: "Xiao Beichen, killed the Saint Ancestor at the level of Earth Immortal?"

This was so amazing that even if they saw it with their own eyes, they would still find it unbelievable.

Xia Mengyao struggled to speak: "We should win."

After saying that, Xia Mengyao pushed Bai Yuege away, gritted her teeth, endured the shaking of her body, and walked towards Xiao Beichen step by step.

At this moment, Xiao Beichen could no longer stand. He was half-kneeling on the ground, holding his hands on the ground, coughing out blood. Although there was still some life and blood burning, it was nearing the end, and he had really run out of fuel. . Everything his eyes saw became very blurry.

puff!

Xiao Beichen spat out blood and his body shivered even more.

At this moment, the slender jade hands that had been stained with blood were placed on Xiao Beichen's shoulders.

"Beichen, you are so awesome."

While Xiao Beichen endured a violent cough, he turned around with difficulty and stared at the beautiful woman in green.

Her face was a little blurry.

Xiao Beichen smiled lightly: "The Holy Ancestor should be dead."

Xia Mengyao coughed and said hoarsely: "The vitality should be cut off."

Xiao Beichen smiled: "That's good. Now I have to do one last thing. Get the golden phoenix feather for you."

With that said, Xiao Beichen endured the injury and stood up. He was going to get the golden phoenix feather, but his hand was grabbed tightly by Xia Mengyao.

Xiao Beichen couldn't help but turn around: "What's wrong?"

Xia Mengyao: "Beichen, you brought me the golden phoenix feather and I survived. What will you do?"

Xiao Beichen suddenly laughed: "What? You still want to go to Huangquan with me?"

Xia Mengyao gritted her teeth and suddenly felt an endless sadness and desolation.

She smiled sadly and shed tears.

Xiao Beichen coughed up a mouthful of blood and murmured: "Let me do one last thing for you, okay? Otherwise, I will feel that my sacrifice is meaningless."

Xia Mengyao nodded heavily and let go of her hand with tears in her eyes: "Okay!"

call!

Xiao Beichen took a deep breath, steeled himself, stood up slowly, climbed into the air step by step, and walked towards the golden phoenix skeleton.

Every step was extremely laborious, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

Xia Mengyao just stood on the ground and watched, crying and laughing.

Finally, Xiao Beichen approached the golden phoenix feather.

Raise your hand and hold the feather in your palm.

Although it is a feather, it seems to be as heavy as Mount Tai.

The moment Xiao Beichen held the golden phoenix feather, a smile appeared on his lips involuntarily.

He turned back and looked at Xia Mengyao on the ground with a smile.

Xia Mengyao also looked at Xiao Beichen blankly and smiled.

Suddenly, Xia Mengyao seemed to realize something and shouted: "Be careful behind you!!!"

Swish!

Xiao Beichen looked back and saw that the Holy Ancestor had somehow broken free from the Bashan Sword's nail wall and turned into a beam of light and rushed over.

too fast!

Xiao Beichen instinctively raised his hand to block.

boom!

The power exploded and rushed forward.

Xiao Beichen was knocked hundreds of meters away and vomited blood.

Before he could gain a firm foothold, the powerful physical body of the Holy Ancestor came directly over and hit Xiao Beichen's chest with a heavy palm.

puff!

He was hit so hard that he bent over, arched up, and flew backwards several hundred meters again. After hitting the ground, it slid along the ground for hundreds of meters before stopping.

The golden phoenix feather in his hand was also snatched away by the other party.

I saw the Holy Ancestor holding the golden phoenix feather and slowly walking towards Xiao Beichen.

The corners of his mouth were bleeding, but the aura outside his body was very ferocious and powerful: "Xiao Beichen, how could our clan's most precious golden phoenix feather fall into your hands? This Saint Ancestor is a powerful person in the realm of earthly immortals. That person. How can an ant like you defeat him?"

Swish!

The Holy Ancestor took one step forward, and the power outside his body surged, and he struck down towards Xiao Beichen.

In an instant, Xiao Beichen almost turned into a sandbag, vomiting blood from being hit hard along the way.

The bones were shattered inch by inch, and the person was almost deformed from the beating.

The power outside the Holy Ancestor is getting stronger and stronger, as if some mysterious taboo has been ignited, and it is so powerful that it is about to break through the skyline.

"You bastard. This Saint Ancestor has been dormant for a hundred and fifty years and has always been cautious. Today, I was forced to this point by a kid like you! Damn it!"

"I am the Peacock Queen! Do you want to take the golden phoenix feather to save your little lover? I don't want to!"

"I just want you to watch you get the golden phoenix feather and lose it again. I just want you to die in despair again and again!!"

"I just want you to watch your most beloved little lover die in front of you!"

"The golden phoenix feather is in my hand. You really want to take it, right, but you don't have the ability? Isn't this helpless despair uncomfortable?!"

"..."

Boom boom boom!

The Holy Ancestor went crazy and beat Xiao Beichen all the way.

Xia Mengyao's eyes almost fell off: "Xiao Beichen!!!"

She wanted to rush forward to help, but the injuries on her body were too severe. After taking a few steps, Tai fell to the ground and vomited blood.

She has been able to survive until now only by relying on her breath to support herself.

It is almost impossible to continue fighting.

I could only watch helplessly as Xiao Beichen was severely hit by critical blows, shouting Xiao Beichen's name.

Just then—

"Holy Ancestor, I'm going to fuck your mother!!!"

Xiao Beichen roared wildly, raised his hand and used a starry sky mirror to slightly block the opponent's critical attack. He used the opportunity to open a distance of tens of meters and get a chance to breathe.

Deng Deng Deng!

The Holy Ancestor walked towards Xiao Beichen step by step, arrogantly saying: "Xiao Beichen, your life and blood fire has been burned out, and you no longer have the ability to use the Bashan Sword. What's more, now that I have completely unlocked all the power in my body, even if If you use the Bashan Sword again, you won't be able to shake this Holy Ancestor."

"I want to see what you can do to resist me?!"

"Really!" Xiao Beichen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and clasped his hands together: "I have awakened Yinglong's bloodline. If other bloodlines are burned out, let's burn the dragon's blood."

"Dragon fire enters my body. Fire of life, open!"

Boom!

The bloody dragon's blood, mixed with Yinglong fire, burned crazily!

In an instant, the life breath in Xiao Beichen's body burned happier. But the breath is also better. Reached an unprecedented level.

The blazing dragon fire rushed through the entire world.

Xiao Beichen's body began to become insubstantial, but his will was stronger than ever.

"I thought I could have a chance of survival today. I didn't want to be forced to this point by you."

"Forget it, then let's die without rebirth!"

"Starry Sky Mirror! Come!"