Chapter 230: 1 sword

"I became his demon, he wants to kill me, there is no way, I can only kill him!" Xiao Zimo said while looking at Jian Xuan.
"You have become my son's demon, then you will be killed obediently by him, and his cultivation level can rise to another level for this." Jian Xuan looked at Xiao Zimo and said solemnly.
"Ha ha ha, don't you so-called cultivators have a high self-esteem? You can kill them, right?" Xiao Zimo looked at Jian Xuan with a sneer. He is completely disappointed in this cultivation world now.
"When this world is the weak and the strong, the winner is likely to have the last laugh, and the loser can only survive." Jian Xuan said coldly.
"Yeah! Your son is a loser in front of me, and only the loser will have a heart demon, so in order not to make him too painful, I can only kill him so that he will not be too painful." Xiao Zi Mo looked at Jian Xuan teasingly and said.
"You! I must make you pay for it! Let you understand what in this world means there are heavens and heavens, there are people outside the world, I have seen a lot of little kids who have not cultivated for a long time like you, and they have high self-esteem, they are undoubtedly in the end. I got a fall!" Jian Xuan said while looking at Xiao Zimo.
"It has nothing to do with you whether I will fall, but there is one fact that you have to admit, that is, you will fall before me!" Xiao Zimo gave Jian Xuan a deep look and said.
"Sharp teeth! I want to see what strength you have to dare to speak wild words. Look at the sword!"
Cang!
As soon as the words fell, a sword appeared in Jian Xuan's hands, and the blade was unsheathed. Jian Xuan rushed towards Xiao Zimo like a swift cheetah. Seeing this posture, it seemed that Xiao Zimo was about to be swallowed. Up general.
Cang!
There was a shock from the ghost cry in Xiao Zimo's hand, which resonated with Xiao Zimo's mind.
"Man, are you alive too? Want to swallow that sword?" Xiao Zimo said questioningly, looking at the trembling Gui Cry.
call out!
A clear sword rang through the sky, and the body of the Ghost Cry Blade radiated a bit of cold light.
"Okay! Since you want to swallow it, do your best to swallow it!" Xiao Zimo said with a grin as he looked at the ghost in his hand.
call out!
Another clear sword rang.
"Humph! Devilish evil way! Look at the sword!"
Cang!
The sword in Jian Xuan's hand suddenly shot out a blue cold light, reaching Xiao Zimo's chest.
Cang! Cang! Cang! Cang! Cang!
The sword and the sword touched together continuously, playing a burst of wonderful waltz.
"Sword Prisoner!" Jian Xuan held an inexplicable sword, pulled a sword flower toward the void, and slammed Xiao Zimo as he opened and closed.
Cang!
Xiao Zimo raised the ghost cry in his hand and immediately blocked it, and once again wrote a beautiful waltz with one sword and one sword. However, the moment Jian Xuan's sword touched Xiao Zimo, Xiao Zimo slammed into his feet. A breath came out, blowing the bangs on his forehead into flight.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
A lightsaber kept appearing on top of Xiao Zimo's head, and suddenly shot towards Xiao Zimo.
"Wan!" Xiao Zimo looked up, but because of the poison of Poison Young Master's Autumn Wind, he could only see the sky full of sword shadows.
Hum!
The ghost cry in his hand trembled, and a gray gas wrapped around the knife.
call out!
A clear sword sounded, and the ghost cry in Xiao Zimo's hand suddenly dropped and flew, rushing towards the sky full of sword shadows in the air.
boom!
With the sound of an explosion, the sky radiated a colorful light, and the morning sky glowed with a strange beauty.
Whoosh!
Ghost Cry returned to Xiao Zimo's hands. Compared to before, the body of the Ghost Cry knife showed a faint golden color.
"It seems that you have swallowed those lightsabers. It seems that you can swallow even the shadow of a sword. What is your background?" Xiao Zimo murmured while touching the ghost in his hand.
"What happened just now..." Jian Xuan just saw that the sword shadows that had filled the sky were all annihilated in an instant, and couldn't help swallowing.
Cang!
Whoosh!
"Bring the wine to Dongfeng, Jinzun to Mingyue! Jinzun to the moon!"
The tip of the Ghost Cry Sword in Xiao Zimo's hand pointed to Jian Xuan, and a gray gas mixed with gold enveloped the blade, just like a strange firework.
Feeling the dangerous aura from the ghost cry in Xiao Zimo's hand, Jian Xuan held the hilt with both hands and lay it horizontally in front of his neck, a ray of light burst into his eyes, like a flame in the dark, as if it could be Burn everything.
"Jinghong Cross!"
Whoosh!
Before he had time to prepare, Jian Xuan shot out fiercely, like a cheetah ready to go, and rushed towards Xiao Zimo.
Whoosh!
Xiao Zimo's eyes trembled, and an inexplicable aura exuded from his body, which made Jian Xuan suffocate.
"Huh! What...what kind of breath is this, so... so powerful, so powerful that I want to be impressed!" Jian Xuan felt the breath from Xiao Zimo's body ~ EbookFREE.me ~ breathing began to scream .
boom!
The knife and the sword collided again, but they no longer made a metal-like sound. Instead, a huge sound was exploded, which was deafening. Xiao Zimo and Jian Xuan, who were close at hand, also felt each other. Powerful.
hiss……
Both of them took a few steps back and looked at each other solemnly.
Sweat kept dripping from the cheeks of the two of them, and the audience was extremely silent. The sound of dripping sweat formed a melody of music.
"My strength is the fifth heaven, but his strength is only the second heaven. Why is his strength so strong? He can train the geniuses selected by those people!" Jian Xuan looked at Xiao Zimo on the opposite side. Said in shock.
"Sure enough, I am still too weak. Even if I exercise in the underwater prison, I still have too much difference, no! It is really too much! I have insufficient congenital conditions and need to pass the continuous efforts of acquired, and now it is far from enough! "Xiao Zimo thought while looking at Jian Xuan, who was panting constantly.
If Jian Xuan heard Xiao Zimo's thoughts at this moment, he might spit out a mouthful of old blood. Isn't that enough? You, a cultivator the day after tomorrow, are about to catch up with people who are born cultivators like us. This is not enough. What do you want?
"Huh! It's time to end!" Jian Xuan stood up straight and looked at Xiao Zimo.
"Definitely kill!" Jian Xuan's eyes shook, his eyes full of determination and killing when he looked at Xiao Zimo.
"Huh? Murderous! He wants to kill me!" Feeling the killing intent from Jian Xuan's body, Xiao Zimo's eyes were cold, and he gradually looked at Jian Xuan.
"Looking at the leisure of the world, wanton killing and killing, the sword breaks the mountains and rivers, the enemy of the sword, in a single thought, it is all in the reverse of the hand, the fate is ill-fated, and the enemy is broken with only one sword!"