Chapter 1617: Fifth Sword

"boom!"
With Xia Ming's voice falling, an extremely domineering and weird breath swept out of Liu Shengma Shou's body. To such an extent, even the masters of the middle-level Xuan level are probably shocked. The majestic vitality was like the sea behind him. Liu Shengma kept his eyes on Xia Ming, so that he looked like a in heaven overlooking all beings, and then he laughed sensibly: "With your current state, I am afraid it is difficult to answer Take my first knife, so ... this knife, I will send you back to the West
. "
Liu Shengma's eyes were cold for a moment, he held the knife in both hands, and split it suddenly.
"Oh!"
With this knife split, the monstrous vitality suddenly whistled out, the blade was sharp, and wherever the blade passed, it turned out to be a strong wind.
Xia Ming looked up, looking at the screaming knife, Long Xiao in his hand, severely cut off ...
Ding.
The two confronted each other fiercely, Long Xiao in Xia Ming's hand came out, and Xia Ming flew out instantly, at the same time ...
In Xia Ming's body, there was a wound with visible bones.
"Hmm ..."
Xia Ming's body hit the ground fiercely, smashing the ground into a big pit, and Xia Ming spit out blood.
Breath also languished at this moment.
"The gap is too big ..."
Xia Ming had a strong unwillingness in mind. The gap between Huang's perfection and the middle of the Xuan level is too big. If he can be promoted to the Xuan level, he will never be so embarrassed. Just a sword.
However, now he is not Ryomasa Ma Shou's opponent at all.
"Do you want to use this fifth sword?"
For a time, Xia Ming hesitated. He had realized the four swords in the Feixian swordsmanship, but he did not understand the fifth sword.
Because the experience is not enough ...
To realize this last sword, the experience value needed is 200,000.
Before he learned the four swords, he didn't need any experience points, but when he learned the fifth sword, Xia Ming found that he needed experience points. He almost ran away.
And this experience value needs a full 200,000. It is conceivable how horrible it is. Leveling up to 200,000 experience value, to what extent is this sword art terrifying.
"Damn, I'm fighting."
At this moment, Xia Ming no longer hesitates. If he has any hesitation, I am afraid he will die here. Once a person dies here, then even if there is more experience, it is useless.
"System, 200,000 honor points, all converted into experience points, add me to the fifth sword of Fei Xian Sword, I will immediately understand the fifth sword of Fei Xian Sword."
"Didi, the host is exchanging experience points."
"Didi, the host successfully purchased, so the honor point is added to Fei Xian Sword."
"Didi, the host realizes Fei Xian Sword Art ..."
With a series of sounds from the system, Xia Ming felt as if there were countless messages in his mind.
"Om."
For a time, Xia Ming was a little dizzy, but he felt a different mood, yes, it was mood ...
Until this moment, Xia Mingfang knew that the fifth sword of Fei Xian Sword was not a so-called move. The fifth sword of Fei Xian Sword was an artistic conception, which could drive the fifth sword to the strongest. .
"No wonder, no wonder this last move requires experience points, I see ..."
"Hmm ..."
The next moment, Xia Ming patted the ground with both hands, Xia Ming's figure jumped up instantly, then Xia Ming stood on the ground, meanwhile Xia Ming held the dragon Xiao and looked at Liu Shengma Shou in front of him sharply.
At this moment, Xia Ming finally understood the chill of the fifth sword. After using the fourth sword all the time, Xia Ming understood the fifth sword all the time, but no matter how he understood the fifth sword, No one can understand success, because this fifth sword contains the meaning of the sword.
This kind of sword intention is not understood by ordinary people at all. If you want to understand this kind of sword intention, you must be above the mysterious level to realize it. Of course, this is only possible to realize.
Many mysterious masters may not be able to comprehend the artistic conception.
Feeling the kind of mood in his mind, Xia Ming immersed all his mind in this mood for a while.
"It was really beyond my expectation." Liu Sheng and Ma Shou also seemed to notice the strangeness of Xia Ming. He looked at the strange Xia Ming in front of him, but in the deeper eyes, he gathered more and more murderous intentions. , Xia Ming's displayed strength is really beyond his expectations. Obviously, only the yellow level is complete. This card is
The endless stream of emergence has made his intention of killing more and more strong. Such potential enemies must be eradicated. Once allowed to grow up, it is definitely a powerful opponent of the country of devils.
"No matter what means you have today, this mountain is your buried place."
Liu Shengma Shou's eyes suddenly froze, his sky was screaming, his hands were slightly shaken, his sword shook his body, and countless violent swordsmanships came out like tigers and stars, like shimmering stars, shrouding Xia Ming.
"Twelfth Sword, Wraith Sword."
Liu Shengma Shou shouted loudly, and there was a faint weeping sound of ghosts around the blade. The crying man was upset, Liu Shengma Shou's eyes were cold, and the long knife in his hand suddenly split. Next, the terrible swordmang practised severely towards Xia Ming.
At this moment, Liu Shengma Shouna's mid-level metaphysical power was also shown to the limit.
"call out."
When this knife was cut, a skull was born. The skull did not know whether it was hallucination or real, but the eerie feeling made people scared.
"Want to kill me?"
At this moment, Xia Ming opened his eyes suddenly, a flash of brilliance disappeared.
"If you want to kill me, with this sword, it's not possible." Xia Ming roared, and the eight wastes in his body were also unreserved outbreaks. On this ground, there were signs of gradually drying up. This eight wastes With Xia Ming as the center of gravity, it spread out in all directions, spreading out a distance of ten meters, that is, within ten meters of the circle,
They are all shrouded in Xia Ming's eight wastes.
The rich life force was quickly drawn by Xia Ming, and the drawn creature gradually became weak, and seemed to lower his head.
Along with the drawing of these powers, Xia Ming integrated almost all the powers in it into this sword.
"brush!"
Xia Ming looked up at the Liu Shengma Shou, and the murmur spread, but I don't know why, but the murmur was with a cold chill. "Fairy Sword ... Fifth Sword ..."