Judging from the fragile physique of the ancient sword cultivator, will this blow bury him into the abyss?

Rao Yaoyao finally understood the reason for Dao Qiongcang's reminder, and finally understood the source of Xu Xiaoshou's arrogance at the moment.

But after taking care of the funeral affairs, Xu Xiaoshou's extremely hateful and stomach-churning voice came back:

"How cute, I forgive you for your ignorance of power before."

"When you see me pointing my finger now, you should know that I am invincible. If so, why don't you quickly roll away from the Void Island?"

As soon as he said these words, Rao Yaoyao's eyelids twitched, his red lips twitched, and the hand holding the sword trembled from the exertion.

Who taught it!

Who did Xu Xiaoshou learn this from?

Rao Yaoyao was no longer able to complain about Xu Xiaoshou's pretentious words.

With a furious sword, he slashed away in the air.

"Xu Xiaoshou, if I don't tear off your words today, I won't call you Rao Yaoyao!"

Wang Jian·The Emperor’s Execution!

The red sword light tore through the sea of ​​white flames, broke through the black space, and chopped off Xu Xiaoshou's head.

The power of this sword was not perfectly restrained, and Rao Yaoyao was so angry that his hand was unsteady.

And just the leaked Red Dust Sword Intent made countless spirit refiners below look confused, as if they had been subjected to the heart-refining technique of the Red Dust.

But on the opposite side of the sea of ​​fire, Xu Xiaoshou was just stunned. His spiritual awakening was triggered and he came back to his senses.

With the blessing of the Holy Emperor's power, he could ignore the influence of the mortal sword without actually needing to awaken spiritually.

As for the frontal semi-holy blow that was so unsolvable before, he had to rely on the left and right, such as relying on the power of Mr. Ji Ren, the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, the Divine Envoy of Heaven, etc., to resolve it.

At this time...

So slow!

So small!

It can be destroyed with a snap of your fingers!

Xu Xiaoshou only tilted his head.

The roar of sword light and the sound of breaking wind passed by his ears.

With his left hand, he pinched his fingers together, and the red and pink sword light was easily caught by the ten-segment sword fingers covered in white flames!

The sea of ​​fire shook and separated the road visible to the naked eye.

The spiritual refiner below raised his eyes and saw that the sword light was just at Xu Xiaoshou's fingertips, causing an uproar immediately.

"It's over..."

Everyone's heart was in a state of trepidation.

Not only are they worried about their own lives, but they are also worried about Xu Xiaoshou or Rao Yaoyao.

While everyone was watching, Xu Xiaoshou pressed lightly with both fingers.

With a bang, the sword light turned into energy and was burned to pieces by Bai Yan on the spot.

He still maintained the posture of pointing out the sword light without moving, but his hands and sleeves suddenly moved, and pieces flew away, like rotten leaves withering away in the wind.

And inside, those cracked arms overflowing with fire, withered inch by inch, becoming as black as charcoal, like rotten wood.

Xu Xiaoshou stared at Rao Yaoyao, his eyes became cold, and there was a thick iceberg in his mouth.

He spat this meaningless iceberg into pieces, and the flourishing ice lotus suddenly bloomed under his feet. White flames burst out from his back. The power of the Holy Emperor that exploded turned into two wings, and the flame python also raised his hand.

Then there was a shocking sword cry.
Chapter completed!