With a "ding" sound, the long swords collided.

Xinxin fought with the Earth-level strongman.

I have to say that people who have surpassed a great level, whether in their body skills or moves, are not on the same level as those in the Xuan level.

Although his cultivation level was pressed to the fifth level, Xinxian felt a lot of pressure.

But under pressure, it is also a great motivation!

It is rarer to have such a chance to fight against the Earth-level masters than anything else.

Perhaps because the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or perhaps because Xin Qian has richer practical experience, she quickly found a sense of rhythm in the battle.

The sense of rhythm gave her a great advantage, and for a moment she gained the upper hand.

With the swing of the long sword, she was about to use her advantage to force the opponent back, but the opponent did not hide!

With one sword, the ground-level powerful man was not injured, but her sword was bounced back!

Xin Qian took a few steps back and raised her head suddenly, and saw the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a look of contempt.

Spiritual weapon, he was wearing a ground-level spiritual weapon!

He had known for a long time that with her cultivation level, it was impossible to break the spiritual weapon on him.

So when fighting, you are not in a hurry, and you are not in a hurry to attack. You are not panicked at the disadvantage and your face will not change!

Because except for his cultivation level being suppressed, everything else he has is still there!

Since they are all here, why are you afraid of a yellow-haired girl with the fourth level of the Xuan level?

At this moment, he stood opposite his heartstrings and sneered: "Little girl, stop struggling, you can't change the final result. You can't break this spiritual weapon on me alone."

"Why are you afraid of being slapped in the face too early?"

The heartstrings curled up the corners of his lips, revealing a chuckling that he was determined to win.

She may be afraid of other things, if she deals with spiritual weapons...

As the heartstrings turned, a white loach appeared on the palm of her hand.

Xiaobai stood up straight, raised his head, and did not take the person in front of him seriously. He had an arrogant attitude and an exaggerated expression.

Especially the open mouth and the teeth were extremely sharp!

“Did you see its teeth?”

"No."

"Xiaobai, he insults you."

Xiaobai narrowed his eyes, closed his teeth suddenly, revealing a ferocious expression.

"It's as cute as you." The earth-level strong man laughed contemptuously.

Xin Qian raised her hand and threw Xiaobai out. At the same time, she waved her dry bones and attacked her.

When she found an opportunity and slashed down with another sword, the earth-level strongman was still calm.

At this moment, Xiaobai rushed up and "teared" and directly tore off the spiritual weapon on his body.

The next moment, Xinxin's sword slashed on his shoulder, and blood splashed out instantly, drawing a dazzling arc.

Seeing this scene, Xinxian was a little shocked. With Xiaobai's mouth, he did not directly explode the entire spiritual weapon, but just tore a hole open.

The earth-level spiritual weapon is indeed not comparable to the Xuan-level spiritual energy!

But even if you just tear a hole, it is completely enough!

What was more shocked than Xinxin was the earth-level powerhouse. He covered his shoulders and took a few steps back, almost unable to believe that the spiritual weapon on his body had been torn apart!

He suddenly looked up at Xinxian, and saw that the loach on her shoulder was still showing off his might and showing off his power, especially arrogant.

"Did you see its teeth now?"

He narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips, and the veins on his forehead swelled up.

"My little white teeth have a good appetite, so you should hide your spiritual weapon."
Chapter completed!