"Kill him!"

The ascetics of Zixiao Fairy Kingdom and tens of millions of demons roared at the same time, causing the first battlefield magic circle to tremble slightly.

At the Gate of Immortality!

Zihuang was still talking to Ye Qingtian, his eyes suddenly froze, bloodshot eyes appeared on them like snakes, and his face fell into a haze.

The heirs who had worked so hard to cultivate for more than ten years could not hold on for a moment. Four of them died in an instant!

Ye Qingtian, Mu Tianshi, and You Fengya are all too familiar with this kind of thing.

They have used their imagination as much as possible to predict Yun Xiao's talent. However, this is a monster of creation that can trigger the rules of the Tao realm to dispatch the Great Mercy and Great Compassion to kill!

Yun Xiao once again predicted their predictions, and then pierced their imaginations with a sword!

…

On the first battlefield.

"Qing soldiers?" Prince Zixiao's jade face was twisted and turned blood red.

These are his four younger siblings!

The kind of guy who has called him big brother for more than ten years.

Now, there are only four witty heads left.

The overwhelming anger, hatred, and murderous intent were like a volcano erupting at this moment, blasting out from the chest of Prince Zixiao!

Saint realm!

After surviving five levels of wind and fire tribulations, he forged all his mana into Saint Yuan. The originally illusory mana almost formed a liquid purple torrent, flowing in his Dantian and meridians, and even overflowing from the body surface, on his face, hair, etc.

The skin and brocade robes surged, making the Prince of Zixiao look like a purple-qi immortal.

Common sense in fairyland: The realm of saint is a great transformation in cultivating Taoism!

Once one becomes a saint, there will be a huge surge in combat power, which will have a crushing effect on those below the holy realm. This is the reason why the holy realms of the two states of gods and demons have a transcendent status.

So far, the thirteen saints and saint demons in the First Immortal Battle are basically invincible, and there is no enemy with a single move!

Among the initial odds, Prince Zixiao ranked twelfth, and the winning rate list was still above Chen Xi.

"Yunxiao is so strong in the Wind and Fire Tribulation Realm. Can he fight against a saint?"

For a time, this most powerful showdown in the reincarnation war attracted the attention of almost everyone around.

No one is watching the hundreds of other battles going on at the same time!

Zheng!

The extremely angry Prince Zixiao didn't say a word and directly sacrificed a magic weapon.

The magic weapon is surrounded by purple energy and inlaid with purple crystals. It contains a lot of "wild" power. It is covered with runes. At a glance, it is stronger than the Emperor's Seal and the Fengxuan Fan.

At least mid-grade Tianshu level!

What surprised Yun Xiao was that this magic weapon turned out to be a sword!

"A sword can also be used as a magic weapon?" He turned around and asked Nangong Xu.

"To be precise, swords account for the largest proportion of magic weapons!" Nangong Xu said with shame.

"Is this embarrassing for us sword cultivators?" Yun Xiao shook his head.

He thought that only sword cultivators used swords.

"Purple Que Sword!"

As soon as the sword came out, many shocked cries came from all around.

Obviously, Prince Zixiao was killing people all the way, but he didn't meet any opponent who could let him use this magic sword.

His eyes were filled with thick purple energy, and he held the Purple Que Sword tightly in one hand, burning fire on the sword. The Holy Yuan and the magic sword collided, forming an unparalleled aura, and directly pressed against his opponent!

"Yunxiao."

Prince Zixiao raised the sword with both hands, his eyes showed the majesty of an emperor, and the Zique sword in his hand was like the sun in the sky.

His voice was thick, "I am the real sword cultivator!"

Yun Xiao was very surprised when he heard this. He transformed the sword spirit in his hand into a three-foot green blade, with two hundred and fifty layers of sword swords roaring densely on it. Five sword rings surrounded him like a nightmare. In addition, white clothes flew past, and his face was on his body.

, can be described as extremely handsome.

"Reason!" Yun Xiao said.

"First, I don't have to work hard to improve my sword strength and sword soul. I only need to get the magic weapon and the sword in my hand to break countless sword souls!" Prince Zixiao's voice was like a bell.

He represents a group of people!

A group of people who despise the path of sword cultivation!

Not only did he want to kill Yun Xiao, he also wanted to destroy everything he was proud of.

"Continue!" Yun Xiao said.

"Secondly, sword souls have talent levels, magic weapons do not! We who practice swords are not limited by talent! As long as I have money and a background, even if I am weak, I can get a peerless magic sword, and with a sword to protect my body, I can become a swordsman.

King!"

"What else?"

"Third, the magic sword can also be transformed into a flying sword, a palm sword, or a sword control. I control it with my thoughts, and I can still kill people with a thousand-foot flying sword!"

"Are you done?"

"There is a fourth one!" Prince Zixiao pointed his sword at Yun Xiao and said loudly: "Even if my sword is destroyed, I will just replace it with another one! And if your sword is destroyed, you will die!"

After finishing speaking, he sneered: "You bunch of fools actually temper your own bones and use them to chop against other people's peerless magic weapons. I say this is a rubbish cultivation system. Are you convinced?"

"Clothes!"

Just as Yun Xiao finished speaking, the white shadow flashed and suddenly disappeared from the spot!

Buzz!

He appeared in front of Prince Zixiao, and the three-foot green star in his hand flashed, creating a spoon-shaped trajectory of the Big Dipper from top to bottom!

Four kinds of evil spells, including water, cloud, dragon roar, ghost blood pool, bipolar lightning, and sky storm, are mixed in this Beidou Seven Killing Sword. The water, blood, wind, and thunder dance with the Beidou Star Killing Sword!

Cut with one sword and open the sun!

This sword kill was based on the changing trajectory of Beidou. It changed rapidly, the sword power was freehand, and murderous intent was everywhere.

Open the sky with one sword!

"Fighting with swords, right?!" Prince Zixiao smiled slyly.

He just humiliated the sword cultivator lineage with only one purpose, which was to stimulate Yun Xiao to fight with him head-on!

fencing?

He will too!

He is also a master of swordsmanship!

Under the rising sun of the Beidou, Prince Zixiao's Holy Yuan shook, and endless power gathered in the Zique Sword in his hand.

The Zique sword buzzed and vibrated, and the sword energy was everywhere!

Zheng!

He waved the Purple Que Sword, and his figure swept forward and stabbed him. Where the Saint Yuan gathered, countless runes on the sword flashed and flowed towards the tip of the sword. A dazzling purple light burst out at the sharpest point, like

A scorching purple sun instantly illuminates the battlefield!

Purple Que Sword Code·Purple Yang Shines to the Sky!

The top magic sword comes with Tianshu swordsmanship, which is also what Prince Zixiao considers to be its advantage!

Purple light shone in his eyes and his face was ferocious. He activated the power of the Holy Yuan, which was stronger than Yun Xiao's, and struck Yun Xiao's Kaiyang sword with Purple Sun Yaotian!

when--!!

The two swords clashed, and the harsh and sharp impact forced countless people to cover their ears!

Where the sword peaks collide, sparks fly everywhere.

The desolate and runic power of the Purple Que Sword and the demonic magic of the Heaven-Burying Sword Soul mixed together and impacted together, directly erupting into a circular sword wave that shook away!

Bang!

Yun Xiao's magic power was slightly weaker. Under this blow, he stepped back more than ten steps, and the ground he stepped on was shattered.

Even so, he was still flying in white clothes, his posture was light, and he was free and easy.

Although the Prince of Zixiao was steady in place, the demonic magic of water, blood, wind and thunder fell on him. Many dense swords tore through the magic armor on his body, leaving traces on the back of his hands and face.

Lots of traces of killing!

Half of his body was bleeding!

"He is obviously not as powerful as me, but the sword and ring demon technique is so cruel!"
To be continued...