Even though the burly monk is knowledgeable, he can't think of any powerful needle.
Just as he was stunned, a powerful force came from the thin needle, which thrust hard on the sword.
Hearing the loud "crack" sound, the giant sword in the hand of the burly monk let out a whine, and it broke inch by inch.
The Niu Hair Thin Needle was so domineering that it destroyed the natal flying sword that the burly monk relied on to become famous in one blow! But the power of the burly monk was more than that. After shattering the flying sword, a powerful force burst out again without waiting for the burly monk to react.
This force was strong and fast, and it could not be resisted by a burly monk, so he knocked him out fiercely.
The burly monk's internal organs were almost dislocated, but he was born with divine power and his strong body was not inferior to zombies.
Under the heavy blow, the burly monk still struggled to jump up and prepared to fight again.
But when his body had not yet stood firm, a vicious force had approached again, and he gently pointed it into his chest.
The force poured in, shattering his body-protecting spiritual power in an instant, and then breaking his sternum. The burly monk let out a scream and his body fell down immediately.
All this happened in the midst of lightning. Before the famous sword sect could see clearly what was going on, the two swordsmen had all fallen.
On the contrary, everyone thought that Li Xuan was broken into pieces and stood safely and soundly. There was still no expression on her dull dead face, but no one dared to underestimate him anymore.
Under everyone's incredible gaze, Li Xuan lightly opened her hand, and Gu Youyou's figure flew out of the sword light that had not yet dissipated.
Her body fell softly into Li Xuan's arms, and her pretty face turned red, but she couldn't move no matter what.
Everyone was stunned, like clay sculptures and wood sculptures.
No one could imagine Li Xuan's Jedi reversal, and the reversal was so wonderful and beautiful, and it was destroyed! Especially the cotton swordsmen and burly monks lying on the ground, their personal feelings were even more real.
I thought Li Xuan was just a Nascent Soul cultivator, and with their cultivation level, they could easily win it.
Unexpectedly, Li Xuan pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, but instead beat them up so hard that they could not get up.
The reversal of this character is too fast, and the psychological blow to them is still above physical harm.
The burly monk struggled and half sat up, staring at Li Xuan and said in pain: "What kind of cultivation do you... have you?"
Li Xuan naturally would not answer, but just said coldly: "Where do you have so many questions when defeated generals?"
The burly monk laughed bitterly, and a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Li Xuan was right. In the world of monks, he was not allowed to win or lose. Since he lost, he was not qualified to ask questions.
No longer paying attention to the burly monk, Li Xuan looked at Gu Youyou in his arms.
This beautiful girl is soft and has a fresh fragrance. She is indeed a proud daughter of heaven who is pampered and elegant. She is afraid that the bath water is full of petals.
Her skin is also extremely white, and the place where her arms touch is warm and smooth. If her body hadn't been trembling slightly due to fear, it would be a pleasure to embrace such a beauty.
Li Xuan looked at the remaining monks again. Time was tight, so he had to clean up the people in front of him as soon as possible.
All eyes were focused on Li Xuan.
Whether it is the Mian Swordsman, the burly monk, or other sword cultivators of the Ming Jianmen, everyone's eyes have long changed to awe and fear.
Just like Li Xuan suddenly turned into a life-threatening sword, everyone was in danger! Several sword cultivators who were closer to Li Xuan moved back carefully, although they also felt that doing so would be futile, at least
There is some psychological comfort.
“What the hell are you going to do?
Could it be that you really want to be an enemy of the Ming Jianmen?"
Spit off the blood foam from his mouth, and the Mian Swordsman barely got up.
Li Xuan smiled coldly: "It seems that the clan of Gui came to me first, not that I took the initiative to become enemies with the clan.
Just now, when I was the fish and meat, no one asked me if I was an enemy.
Now that you have changed positions, why is your sect planning to reason?"
This is a relief and unceremonious exposes the shame of Mian Jianke.
The Mian Swordsman's bloodless pale face became more like a piece of white paper, and it was difficult for a while to deal with it.
Li Xuan poked out a finger and gently wandered around Gu Youyou's neck.
Being so close to the man of the opposite sex and touching him lightly is the first time in Gu Youyou's life, I can't help feeling numb and itchy.
But she didn't dare to move, especially when Li Xuan's fingers stopped near the artery on her neck, Gu Youyou didn't dare to breathe, and she was so scared that she almost cried out.
This unscrupulous action made the Mian swordsman and the burly monk widen their eyes, and the atmosphere around them solidified into a ball of porridge.
Everyone is guessing Li Xuan’s next move, but it is difficult to get the answer.
In their minds, Li Xuan is simply a desperate person who doesn't play according to common sense! What's more, Li Xuan is now a kitchen knife, they are fish! Their lives are all in Li Xuan's hands, so that they can live forever.
Let them die! This feeling of being slaughtered by others is the first time that the sword cultivators of the famous sword sect have tasted it. Only they themselves know the ups and downs of it.
Li Xuan's eyes swept around the many sword cultivators, and then said lightly: "If you want to live, stand to the left, and if you want to die, stand to the right.
I will give you five breaths to consider. If you don’t choose after expiration, I will assume that you want to die!”
He said, his finger resting on Gu Youyou's carotid artery again: "And you, you, your beautiful little girl, want to die or live?"
Li Xuan's words were already very clear, and a domineering aura also rushed out overwhelmingly, covering everyone.
The Mian Swordsman shook all over, and Li Xuan's cultivation level showed far exceeding the level of the Nascent Soul, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a powerful god-turning power.
Not to mention that the Mian Swordsman was seriously injured, even if he was intact, he would probably not get a chance! The burly monk looked as if he was ashes, and he also understood that this battle was completely defeated.
The problem now is not how to deal with Li Xuan, but how to survive! Li Xuan started the tree slowly, his tone as stable as a clock that had been walking for hundreds of years.
No one moved in the first three numbers. When the fourth number was exited, the Mian Swordsman and the burly monk exchanged a glance, and both crawled to the left with difficulty.
Since the two strong men moved, the other sword cultivators rushed to the left like a tide, and the right side was naturally empty.
The dignified famous swordsmen bowed their heads in front of Li Xuan and exchanged their face for life.
"Very good, everyone is smart."
Li Xuan said lazily that the humiliation in his words was beyond words.
He did not want to deliberately anger the other party, but his time was precious and he had to end the troubles as soon as possible.