Chapter 1972: Six Fright Swords

Tu Qianqiu thought that Xiao Yi would fight him with the soul master.
If so, he may have to spend a little time before he can kill Xiao Yi.
However, at this moment, Xiao Yi was actually using a poisonous way?
His Poison Dao cultivation base is nothing but a peerless 9995 Dao. Want to regret the palm of a peerless pinnacle of Poison Dao?
How is that different from seeking a dead end?
Even if the old monsters like Shantu Qianqiu were dealt with with the methods of peerless pinnacle spirit masters, they might not have a chance of winning.
What's more, the poisonous way is much weaker?
On the side, the Chief Hallmaster of the Heavenly Ji and the Chief Hallmaster of the Soul Hall frowned at the same time.
"Thousand evil hands."
At this moment, Xiao Yi took a palm shot.
Tu Qianqiu's combat ability is indeed extremely strong.
But Xiao Yi was not afraid of it, and he didn't even think about avoiding it.
Bang...
Two palms banged against each other, and there was a loud noise.
The collision of the two virulent forces should break out, causing the virulent poison to spread.
However, what was expected did not happen.
On the contrary, one of the toxic powers immediately corroded the other.
In Xiao Yi's palm, the virulence was still overwhelming.
But in Tu Qianqiu's palm, the virulence had already collapsed.
Xiao Yi didn't move at all, but he could kill Qianqiu, but his palm was already black, and even the astonishing poison went through his palm and went straight into the internal organs.
Tu Qianqiu's face was flushed, and the blood inside his body kept rolling.
"It's terrible and poisonous." Tu Qianqiu's expression changed, and he quickly stopped and walked away.
He has cultivated the Poison Dao and is also a strong Poison Dao.
But the poison he was proud of was so vulnerable in Xiao Yi's palm.
Thousands of evil hands, terrible.
"Disperse." Tu Qianqiu stepped back ten steps and shouted violently.
In the body, there was a burst of momentum.
The virulent poison that had invaded the body was immediately blasted out by him and turned into black air into the air.
It can expel the poison so easily.
Prove that this person's physical strength is extremely strong.
This person is self-cultivation.
"Devil Mountain Palm." Tu Qianqiu's surrounding black energy dissipated, and his figure moved again, blasting with a full palm.
This palm is overwhelmingly powerful.
In the palm of the hand, there is no half-cent.
But the tremendous power contained in it is enough to make people scared.
This palm is obviously martial arts.
When the extremely fast figure hits, it looks like a towering black mountain.
This palm, with its momentum alone, and even a little bit of breath, is enough to blast the entire towering mountain into powder.
In the form of a magic mountain, even if you are in the mountains, it is enough to cross straight, and everything you pass is shattered.
This is the Magic Mountain Palm, one of the most terrifying martial arts.
Xiao Yi looked indifferently.
The eyes are so indifferent.
On the side, the Lord of the Heavenly Secret Hall frowned.
The name of the Devil's Palm, he naturally knew that it was one of the legendary martial arts of the Black Demon Temple, and it was extremely powerful.
Of course he knew that Xiao Xun had a record of seckilling the legendary elementary level.
However, Xiao Xun at that time relied on soul master methods.
Nowadays, if it is head-on, how can a small, peerless 9995 Dao be blocked?
Obviously, you can see that the hand of the Master Palace Master of Heavenly Secrets moved slightly.
If there is an accident, he will shoot instantly.
boom…
The next second, a violent roar erupted.
Xiao Yi blasted out with a palm.
Palm and palm, once again bang.
But as a result, Xiao Yi did not move at all.
But Tu Qianqiu was taken back dozens of steps by earthquakes.
"How is it possible." Tu Qianqiu's expression changed.
His Magic Mountain Palm was so powerful that it swept all the way and blasted hundreds of thousands of mountains into dust.
But just now, when his palm hit the palm of that monster-like palm, his magic mountain seemed to hit a taller and more unbreakable mountain.
That high mountain is enough to make his magic mountain stand up for it.
Xiao Yi was unmoved, and slowly withdrew his hand.
But he did not move, just waited.
From the very beginning, he did not put Tu Qianqiu in his eyes.
Although Tu Qianqiu is also an individual repair.
However, he is not an extreme physical training.
Although Tu Qianqiu had forty thousand cultivation bases, his own combat power was overwhelming.
But whether it is the ultimate physical cultivation has nothing to do with the cultivation base.
Extreme physical training, even in ancient times, was not common.
At this time, the only ones Xiao Yi had seen were the main hall masters of the main hall of the Black Demon Hall, such as the main hall of Shura and the main hall of Hengtian.
This Tu Qianqiu, the original body repair is good, but it is far behind the ultimate body repair.
And Xiao Yixiu's Book of All Poisons was originally a combination of Poison Dao and Martial Dao.
His body of ten thousand poisons is not only the ultimate physical training, but also a bit stronger than the ordinary ultimate physical training.
It's just a little bit worse than the Shura combat body, the Heaven-defying technique.
Tu Qianqiu, the physical strength of the peerless pinnacle, couldn't help him.
"Remarkable." The master of the heavenly machine, frowning, finally Panasonic, even exclaimed.
Tu Qianqiu's physical training is one of the ones he is proud of.
In terms of strength, it is enough to crush other 40,000 powerful Daoists.
But in front of Xiao Yi, it was so vulnerable.
Although he suppressed his cultivation base, Xiao Yi's cultivation base is four times lower than the peerless peak he suppressed.
Cang...
Next second.
With a blast of swords, a black sword appeared out of thin air in Tu Qianqiu's hands.
Jingzhe Sword, as his disciple, he is naturally also a sword repairer.
Seeing this, Xiao Yi frowned slightly for the first time.
This is the terrible thing about the Dark Magician, the methods are endless, and they are all good.
Tu Qianqiu's methods now involve poisoning, physical training, and swordsmanship.
Each one is extremely capable of fighting.
Although Tu Qianqiu is not the ultimate physical training, it is far from Shura swordsmanship.
But under the physical strength of his peerless pinnacle, with the level of kendo of the peerless pinnacle, that combat power can almost be invincible within the same realm.
Even if he suppresses the cultivation base at the peerless peak, the strong like the poison robe, I am afraid he can't take a sword.
"This sword avenged my disciple."
Tu Qianqiu yelled violently, and a sword burst out.
The sword is fast and fierce, even with amazing weirdness and unpredictability.
"Six Frightening Demon Swords?" The master of the Heavenly Secret Hall's face was cold, "This is a means above the legend, Tu Qianqiu, you..."
The master of the heavenly secret, just about to make a move.
Snapped…
Next to him, an old hand caught his arm.
The head of the soul hall shook his head, staring closely at Xiao Yi in front of him.
At this time, Xiao Yi frowned slightly.
The poisonous way and flesh alone cannot stop Tu Qianqiu's sword.
This sword is extremely strong.
Moreover, that black sword is definitely a high-grade holy artifact.
Although it has not reached the peak, it is at least high-end and high-end.
At this time, the sword's edge has arrived.
On the sword, the black air was permeated, and it was astonishing.
The sword that struck, seemed to be a fierce demon, swallowed.
Hum...
Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed.
An invisible soul power burst out instantly.
A handful of sharp swords appeared out of thin air.
The sword came out, and above the black sharp sword, the black energy collapsed.
Xiao Yi stood with his hands behind.
But the invisible sword came out sharply.
Qiang... a sword, the black sword in Tu Qianqiu's hand, pointed directly at it, was stopped.
锵... 锵... 锵... 锵...
The second, third, fourth, fifth...
A handful of invisible swords are endless.
Holding a sword in his hand, Tu Qianqiu stepped back.
His face changed abruptly.
The invisible sword that struck him made him feel that he was fighting a peerless sword repairer, and an invisible hand.
Gradually, the invisible sword became stronger and stronger.
Those invisible hands seemed to have turned into hundreds of peerless sword repairs.
At this moment, he was under the siege of an invisible sword.
The sword is like a storm.
Clang... a crisp clang.
Tu Qianqiu was finally unable to parry, and the sharp sword in his hand broke out.
A sword repairer, the sword in his hand was shot down.
He is defeated!
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