"boom."

Feeling the pressure of the power of the Taoist realm, this punch was a punch that Xiao Zijin believed had surpassed Lu Zhanfu in the body refining flow. The fist wind was mixed with huge power of the Taoist realm, but Xiao Zijin's sword technique was not vegetarian. The Tianshen Sword's light shone brightly, and it directly shattered this fist wind.

"Bang."

But behind the fist wind was the face of the hundred princess Mo. The hundred princess Mo sneered and punched him again. This punch contained a surging demonic energy, and its power was even better than the fist wind just now.

A crisp collision sound.

The hundred-year-old son-in-law's punch hit Tianjian directly. Tianjian was touched by someone's sword body, and it directly released a force and blasted at the hundred-year-old son-in-law. This force changed the face of the hundred-year-old son-in-law. His own demonic energy was actually suppressed by the Tian-in-law sword, and the attack hit the hundred-year-old son-in-law's body. The hundred-year-old son-in-law almost spit out blood, and the whole person retreated hundreds of meters before he could barely stabilize his body.

"What."

The face of the hundred prince Mo changed drastically. For some reason, he actually felt a breath of restraining himself from Xiao Zijin's sword.

Even Xiao Zijin was stunned, and then Xiao Zijin remembered that the Tianjian Sword was used by the Master of the Prison Xuan Sword to suppress evil demons, and it had a counterproductive effect on the demon itself. The Hundred Crown Zimo was a demon cultivator, so the counterattack of the Tianjian Sword just now made the Hundred Crown Zimo completely unable to bear it, and even suppressed the demonic energy of the Hundred Crown Zimo, just like an ancient corpse demon. When Xiao Zijin met the Tianjian Sword, he had to admit defeat.

"This sword is used to suppress evil demons and has a restraining effect on the demonic energy." Xiao Zijin said with a smile.

The hundred-year-old son Mo frowned. If it had a counterproductive effect on the demonic energy, how could this battle be fought? The feeling I just now was so terrible. When I touched the sword, all my strength seemed to be completely sealed, and I could not exert any power at all.

"Clang."

Just as the hundred prince Mo was thinking about what to do, Xiao Zijin actually put away the sword of Heavenly Condemnation.

The hundred prince Mo said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Zijin smiled and said, "Since it's a martial arts competition, I have to use real skills and use the God-slaughtering Sword to restrain you, which is meaningless, so I don't use this sword."

"Do you feel pity for me?" The voice of the hundred-year-old Zimo was a little cold.

Xiao Zijin looked at the hundred princesses calmly and said, "I just want to fight."

"Hmph, without this sword, you will lose a trump card. You and Qin Mengyun and Jun Si were probably using this sword when I fought with you." The hundred-year-old son Mo said coldly.

"Ha ha."

Xiao Zijin actually burst into laughter, laughter shook the mountains and rivers, and endless sword intent was mixed in. The sword intent that surged from Xiao Zijin actually hit the demonic energy of the hundred princes, like a torrent. The hundred princes, Zijin, was suddenly a little surprised. Xiao Zijin's sword intent was so strong that it was completely divided into equal parts with his own demonic energy. The crazy sword intent also erupted like a storm, shattering the stone slabs on the ground. Xiao Zijin was even more like an ancient sword immortal in the prehistoric world.

"Do you think I defeated Qin Mengyun and Junsi because of the Heavenly Sword?"

Xiao Zijin looked at the hundred princesses proudly, pointed his fingers in the air, and in an instant, seventy-two long swords shot out from Xiao Zijin's body.

These seventy-two long swords turned into flying swords, surrounding Xiao Zijin and directly turned into Lingluo Sword Formation.

“Buzz.”

The sensational fluctuations of sword energy directly swept across the starry sky and defeated the demonic energy of the hundred prince Zimo.

The hundred-year-old son Mo narrowed his eyes and murmured: "It's actually at the level of the sword domain. No wonder Qin Mengyun and Jun Si were both defeated by your injuries. They were not wronged at all."

"bring it on."

Xiao Zijin said lightly, countless sword energy flashed in her eyes, each sword energy was so fierce.

"Okay." A smile appeared on the corner of the long prince Zimo's mouth and said, "You don't need God's punishment. I, the long prince Zimo, are not the ones who take advantage of me, will not be open to you."

After saying that, the palm of the hundred prince Zimo gently placed the third eye on the forehead. The eyes that seemed to have been opened before were completely closed at this moment, and there was no sign of opening them at all. Xiao Zijin looked at the third eye of the hundred prince Zimo and guessed that there must be a terrible pupil technique in the third eye.

Swallow, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish.

Xiao Zijin pointed his hand and all seventy-two flying swords rushed towards the hundred-year-old Zimo. Each flying sword contained Xiao Zijin's power in the Taoist realm.

"Sword-entering style."

Into the sword in one move, Xiao Zijin entered the sword in one move, and the seventy-two flying swords in the air condensed into two Ling Luo sword formations. Xiao Zijin completely abandoned her defense, and tried to kill the hundred princesses here directly. The two Ling Luo sword formations turned into sword-like stance and killed the hundred princesses.

The whole world was dark, as if it was about to collapse, and the endless sword light shone in this world like daylight.

The hundred-year-old Zimo looked at the two sword formations with a serious expression. Xiao Zijin actually used such a powerful move directly. The hundred-year-old Zimo smiled and said, "Since you want to solve me directly, don't go around in circles. I will also let you see my strongest attack, and see if you fall down or I fall down in the end."

"boom."

As soon as the sound fell, a loud bang, the hair of the hundred princesses exploded.

At this moment, the long black hair of the hundred princess Mo floated and flew in the air. The hundred princess' expression also became crazy and laughed: "100,000 long hair, 100,000 thunder, Meng Xiao, come and try my thunder baptism. This is the strength I have accumulated for a year. Now it's a bargaining for you. Let's taste my thunder feast."

After saying that, the long-term son Zimo's long hair flicked, and suddenly the world changed color, and the space seemed to explode. Ten thousand thunder power burst out from the 100,000 long hair.

Every thunder power contains the ultimate domineering.

Xiao Zijin was shocked and actually hid so much thunder power in her hair. How did this hundred prince Zimo do it?

There are 100,000 thunders, even the strong Taoist king dare not resist.

"Fight." Xiao Zijin also roared angrily, and the two Ling Luo sword formations rushed to the hundred-year-old Zimo to kill each other at all costs, colliding with the 100,000 thunders.

"This hundred prince Mo is so crazy. He actually has a hundred thousand thunder power hidden in his hair."

"One hundred thousand thunders, even if I was hit on the front, I would be seriously injured if I was not killed." Some Taoist lords were shocked at this moment.

I saw the storm surging at this moment.

Xiao Zijin's Lingluo Sword Formation and 100,000 thunders bombarded each other and rushed towards the hundred prince Zimo. At the same time, the thunder power also passed through the Lingluo Sword Formation and rushed towards Xiao Zijin. Xiao Zijin felt the aura of destruction, gritted her teeth and directly summoned the sword king's armor. At the same time, her fingers moved and summoned thirty-six flying swords again, cooperating with her own sword heart power and madly consuming her soul power.

"Stop it."

A dense array of thunder came.

Xiao Zijin's thirty-six flying swords formed a defensive sword formation, and only the sound outside was heard seemed to be destroying the world.

The thirty-six flying swords began to retreat step by step under such thunderous tempering.

collapse.

I don’t know how much thunder power I resisted, Xiao Zijin’s sword king armor began to fall into the thunder, and Xiao Zijin was surrounded.

"Immortal Hand."

Xiao Zijin was furious and used three consecutive Xian Jue Hands, directly consuming all his true energy. Xian Jue Hands were the power of thunder, and it actually had some effect on resisting thunder. At this moment, Xiao Zijin's eyes were red. Looking at the endless power of thunder, she seemed to reveal her despair.

One hundred thousand thunders, no joke.

Since Xiao Zijin was completely resisting 100,000 thunders, the two Lingluo sword formations lost their glory. The hundred-year-old Zimo was injured by countless sword energy, but he lived in difficulty. When he saw Xiao Zijin bombarding him, he couldn't help laughing: "Mengxiao, I won today, but you are proud enough. If you can hurt me, the hundred-year-old Zimo, into this, is probably the only one who is apart from Teng Shuize."

"Boom boom."

Xiao Zijin's ears were all heard, all of them were thunderous sounds, and even the voices of the hundred princesses were unable to hear. The sword king's armor almost collapsed, and the thunder power outside was also decreasing little by little.

"boom."

The Sword King's Armor shattered.

Xiao Zijin's pupils shrank, and more than a dozen thunders still descended from the sky. Ten consecutive thunders hit Xiao Zijin's body, and Xiao Zijin was also covered in bruises.

Three thunders.

There were only three left in the hundred thousand thunders, but Xiao Zijin knew that even if he carried these three thunders, he would not have the power to fight again.

"Mengxiao, you are defeated." The hundred-year-old son Mo roared.

"not necessarily."

Xiao Zijin's soul power began to activate wildly, and the color of her pupils suddenly changed color, and she shouted: "You just said you don't use pupil technique, I didn't say I don't."

"open."

With a sound of opening, as the thunder was about to descend, Xiao Zijin's figure and the figure of the hundred prince Zimo actually exchanged positions in such an instant.

"boom."

"boom."

"boom."

Three thunders slashed at the body of the hundred princes. The hundred princes' face changed drastically and blood suddenly ejaculated.

"This is……"

The hundred-year-old son Mo looked at Xiao Zijin in horror and said, "Episody technique, you actually have Episody technique."

Xiao Zijin sneered: "I didn't say I don't have eye skills."

With difficulty getting up from the ruins, Xiao Zijin picked up a sword and walked shakingly towards the hundred-year-old Zimo. The hundred-year-old Zimo's physical strength was also very strong. He actually endured three thunders and was not dead yet. He gritted his teeth hard and wanted to stand up, but after struggling for a while, he found that he had no strength anymore.

Xiao Zijin's expression was a little depressed, and she murmured as she walked: "The only one who can force me to this point in the entire Jianhe Valley is your hundred-year-old son Mo..."
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