The invincible heart sword that gathered all Bai Xiao's natal sword energy really broke through Bai Chuan's body.
The grade of the black robe named "Ningye" was greatly reduced, and the sword power was greatly dispersed.
But in the end, victory cannot be established in one fell swoop.
It failed to completely damage the heart aperture on City Lord Bai's chest.
Bai Chuan, who was indeed seriously injured, wiped away the trace of scarlet at the corner of his mouth.
This "Sword Lord", who was dressed as black as lacquer but had a complexion as white as jade, actually felt full of vigor after he withstood the sword of his younger brother Bai Xiao.
The pressure is so huge, it seems like a majestic mountain that is absolutely unshakable!
He raised his extremely thick arm, opened his palm, and suddenly slapped the person in front of him.
Bai Xiao couldn't avoid it, and his left temple was suddenly hit by the palm. Blood spurted out from his mouth on the spot.
He staggered and almost lost his grip on the sword in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Chuan, as the elder brother, punched out again, without leaving any room, directly smashing Bai Xiao's Tanzhong Qi Palace.
Qiu Jin, who was wearing a white tiger fur, held the black sword Kaitianmen and the golden sword Bu Shaoying in the world in his left and right hands respectively. At the same time, he wielded eight divine swords that had been refined into the objects in the box.
Rushing in to rescue his "ally".
Bai Chuan, who looks like a middle-aged man in black, has anger in his voice, like a tiger and leopard talking, a dragon and an elephant showing its power.
In a tone similar to scolding, he suddenly shouted: "Go!"
Behind City Lord Bai, the unsheathed long sword that was always floating in the air flew towards Qiu Jin with an astonishing speed and power.
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After receiving the third punch from his brother, "Sword Wine" Bai Xiao, whose physical body was on the verge of collapse, was still wielding his sword with great reluctance.
Try to cause harm to the man in black in front of you.
Nature has no benefit at all.
No less than an earthworm shaking a tree.
Bai Xiao held the sword with both hands, and with blood gushing from his mouth, he glared and shouted loudly: "Brother Chuan, don't insist on having your own way anymore! If you continue like this and make people angry, how can there be any good ending? !”
Shirakawa, who has been sitting on Penglai Island in the East China Sea for decades with the majestic posture of an emperor, said coldly: "When will it be your turn to preach to me?"
After saying that, the fourth punch was delivered.
In one fell swoop, the wrists of his younger brother Bai Xiao's hands were smashed.
The colorful invincible heart sword fell down.
The fifth punch.
Jianjiu Bai Xiao received a right uppercut from Bai Chuan on his jaw. The strong energy cracked his bones and the sound was crisp and terrifying!
Seeing his younger brother Bai Xiao lying dying on the ground, the tall middle-aged man in black stepped closer, with a look of contempt on his face, lowered his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "There is no way to make a fool of yourself."
Suddenly, a foot was lifted up and stepped down hard.
Bai Xiao's whole head suddenly shattered at this moment, his brain matter burst out, and his life stopped in an instant.
"Anyone who stands in my way in this world should die!"
After cruelly trampling his younger brother to death, Bai Chuan said this with an expressionless face and a cold tone.
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"Bai Chuan, look at me attacking your Xiaoyao City today!"
Qiu Jin's voice was unusually loud.
Eight magical flying swords that flew out of the Lingshu Sword Box trapped Bai Chuan's sword.
That sword is one of the top ten divine swords in the world, and is as famous as the "one sword cutting ten thousand swords" worthy of the world's heroes.
The white tiger fur rustled with the surrounding strong wind. Qiu Jin stood in the wind, holding the sword to open the gate of heaven, and used the ninth sword in ten years.
This sword move has a six-character name, which is called "beating a red carp and drinking wine".
The killing power is even better than the eighth sword "I am a bastard".
The cost of delivering this sword is not small, and its backlash is more severe than the previous eight sword moves.
But Qiu Jin didn't care at all.
Backlash?
Come on though! What am I afraid of? !
Even though there was explosive pain in the chest, there was even a large group of "blood flowers" spurting out from the Tanzhong point.
Qiu Jin still goes his own way.
He gritted his teeth and slashed out the sword.
The black sword fell.
Donghai Xiaoyao City, which was built with tons of gold, was split into two vertically!
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"If you encounter an island, you will lose."
The prophecy came true.
It's fate.
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Over Penglai Island.
The middle-aged man's black robe, "Ningye", which contained a huge amount of sword power, had significant damage except for the chest area.
As the owner of the island, Bai Chuan spared no effort to block with his arms, but his physical body was still seriously injured by this spirit sword move called "beating a red carp and drinking wine".
As a result, the entire golden city built on the floating island was split into two halves by the lingering sword energy.
When Qiu Jin is ready to take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory.
A burly Taoist priest with a ferocious face suddenly appeared and stabbed Qiu Jin in the lower back with a mahogany sword in his hand, injuring his spine.
Just like in Kunlun Snow Mountain, Zai Yang's disciple Feng Zhu attacked from behind.
Ten years have passed.
Qiu Jin was severely "pricked" in the spine again!
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"Where did you damn guy... come from? Who allowed you to interfere in the battle between me and others?!"
Sword Master Bai Chuan shouted with an angry look on his face.
As a generation of kendo king who terrorized the world, he, Bai Chuan, was arrogant and proud.
That "pride" is as big as the sky.
Therefore, no one should be allowed to tarnish a pride easily!
The evil-faced Taoist priest who suddenly arrived performed a Taoist ceremony and said a little apologetically: "I am Hanxu, the master of Shoude Temple, and I have a blood feud with that person named Qiu, so..."
"enough!"
Bai Chuan, who was obviously furious to the extreme, interrupted impatiently, "No matter who you are or why you came here, go to hell now!"
Hearing this, Hanxu was immediately shocked and turned pale, and hurriedly used the purple "Tai Shang Xuan Soul" to protect himself.
However, Baichuan's swordsmanship is so invincible that no matter how strong your body is, it is difficult to withstand it.
The powerful and thick purple profound soul was instantly chopped into pieces and scattered in all directions, rendering it useless.
Now there is Hanxu, a Taoist strongman with first-level Supreme Realm cultivation.
He was chopped into a corpse on the spot!
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A green figure flew out of the Lihen Lock in time.
After rescuing Qiu Jin who was seriously injured and dying and falling downwards, he left Penglai Island in the East China Sea where two first-level masters had died.
After the island owner Bai Chuan killed Hanxu, a monk from the Supreme Realm Dao Sect with one blow, he raised his eyes and looked at the direction in which the green figure was escaping, but did not pursue it.
City Lord Bai of Xiaoyao City exhaled a breath of turbid air, using the true power of the Great Zhoutian to heal his body, and his mind gradually calmed down.
Bai Chuan regained his former vigor and expression with a cold expression.
He is as unruffled and self-respecting as the destined emperor and the Nine-Fifth Emperor.
This martial arts swordsman who lives up to his name and is extremely powerful in fists and swordsmanship, faced the west, muttered to himself, and said softly: "Since I am really defeated this time, I will let you go."
Even though there was no one around, Baichuan, who was so deep in the city, did not say a word in his heart.
That is.
The next time we meet, I will call you Qiu Jin dead without a whole body!
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late at night.
In the Tianluo royal palace.
On the sickbed, his face turned yellow, and he was determined not to be healthy. His lips were trembling.
He tightly grasped the green collar of a young man.
Beside him were his former personal servant Chun Manlou and three royal ladies.
The white robe leaves burned.
Leng Tao in blue.
There is also Wang Yuer in pink skirt.
This once the best bastard in the world is now the hegemonic co-owner of thousands of miles of territory in the Western Region.
At this moment, Qiu Jin's eyes were red, and he tried hard to hold back the tears. He was trembling and said: "Ling Zhen, brother Ling, my brother, I ask you something, you must agree to it. I……"
The old servant, who had both legs disabled and was always called "Lao Chun", saw the emperor being so excited and couldn't help but move closer and said, "Your Majesty still needs to take a good rest!"
Ling Zhen, who owned a large vassal territory of the Tianluo Kingdom and was named the "Blue King" by Qiu Jin, didn't mind being grabbed by the collar, but was a little frightened by the battle.
The young man frowned and asked in confusion: "Brother Qiu, why are you begging me like this...what happened?"
Qiu Jin ignored Lao Chun's words and kept looking straight at his good brother Ling Zhen, who was wearing a green robe.
The king of Tianluo Kingdom suddenly sniffed, and finally, clear tears fell from his eyes and flowed to his cheeks.
This man whose surname is Qiu Mingjin, who used to be fearless even in death, now said helplessly and tremblingly: "Please... please save this world!"
