A heavy punch against the Sword Thunder Dragon!

Although the entire thunder dragon was instantly destroyed by the heavy punch, it did not dissipate. The broken dragon body twisted in the air and turned into a shrunken thunder dragon. The spiritual sword was made of bones, and it was unyielding.

Although Xiao An was still standing on the pine tree, everyone saw that the pine tree had been destroyed by the sword energy.

The power of a sword is so powerful!

Xiao An's face was gloomy. No one knew better than him how powerful the sword was. The power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder condensed on the tip of the sword seemed to be tearing his body apart.

Do we need to use the physical form? To deal with a fifth-level priest, you have to use the physical form. It will be embarrassing if this spreads out.

No, you must hold on!

"Bai Mo, continue?" Xiao An said loudly.

"Of course, continue. Since you like my sword so much, then I will naturally continue to ask for advice. Now it's my second sword." Bai Mo said with a smile.

The second sword?

Under everyone's gaze, Bai Mo's second sword was launched, which immediately shocked everyone's eyes.

Do you want to be so shameless?

It turned out to be another ninth-level Xuanling spiritual sword!

The most speechless thing is that Bai Mo clearly wanted to tease Xiao An, because the second sword he used was the thunder dragon sword, and the same hundred-foot thunder dragon roared down.

Angang!

Xiao An's face was bloodless. He knew that if he kept hiding his secrets now, this sword alone would be enough to seriously injure him on the spot. Damn Bai Mo, where did he get so many Xuanling ninth-level spiritual swords?

boom!

It was still a heavy punch against the Spirit Sword Thunder Dragon.

The result seemed to have been rehearsed many times before. It was exactly the same as the first sword. It gave the illusion of going backwards in time.

"The third sword!"

"The fourth sword!"

"The fifth sword!"

…

Bai Mo stood proudly under the bodhi tree. Facing the challenge of Xiao An, he kept raising his right hand. Every thunder dragon roared out, bringing with it a crazy surge of thunder and lightning power in the sky.

From the beginning to now, Xiao An has been forced back a hundred feet!

The entire Haotian Holy Land priests were stunned on the spot when they saw this scene through the shadows all over the sky. None of them dared to believe that Bai Mo had succeeded.

Even if Xiao An attacks now, what will happen? An eighth-level divine warrior is forced back a hundred feet by a fifth-level divine warrior. How can he have the shame to say unnecessary words?

This is already a humiliation!

In another courtyard.

"How many swords do you think Bai Mo needs to use to completely subdue Xiao An?" Di Haotian said slowly.

"Holy Lord, Xiao An is an eighth-level monk, and he cultivates the most vicious spiritual power. Doesn't he have a trump card? At least to this day, he still has the ability to resist. Do you think Xiao An

Defeated, will Bai Mo win?" Dong Luo frowned.

"Mu Xuan, what do you say?" Di Haotian said unmoved.

"Xiao An will be defeated!" Mu Xuan said decisively.

"Why?" Dong Luo asked.

"Xiao An's heart is already in chaos, but Bai Mo's heart is firmer than ever. The most important thing is. Hall Master Dongluo. Do you think that a person with an eighth-level divine warrior can face Xuanling's ninth-level spiritual weapon wantonly?

Is it a threat? Even if Xiao An has a trump card, how many trump cards does he have?

Do you know how much Bai Mo has such a ninth-level Xuan Ling spirit sword? Hall Master Dongluo, you are confused because you are concerned, and you have not noticed that when each thunder dragon is suspended in the air, it is not simply suspended.

?They are setting up a formation!" Mu Xuan said.

How can Bai Mo lose if he calmly grasps the overall situation?

Self-righteous. But he didn’t know that he was already in the game. How could Xiao An remain undefeated?

What Di Haotian and the others could see, Zhuhuang and the others could naturally see it too. Just because they saw it, their expressions suddenly became gloomy.

If Xiao An were defeated, what would they do?

"Do you think Xiao An can make it?"

"Who knows, I suddenly have no bottom now!"

"Who on earth is he, and how come he has so many spiritual weapons of the ninth level of Xuanling!"

…

Everyone was talking, but after the discussion, a strange idea suddenly arose in everyone's heart. If Bai Mo activates the spirit sword like this, then there will definitely be no extra spiritual power. In that case, they are not

Did you get a big advantage?

The most important thing is that not only can they subdue Bai Mo, but they can also swallow up Xiao An's master lineage!

This is the most important thing!

This is the most tempting!

Thinking of such a temptation, everyone's eyes began to sparkle.

What a piece of fat!

Such thoughts soon arose in everyone's heart. They deliberately did not look at the other masters, but the actions that they were so familiar with each other already made them all know what the other was thinking.

The key now is, when will Bai Mo be unable to do what he wants? Especially when he stands up and is tricked by Bai Mo like Xiao An. In that case, it will be really frustrating.

But will Xiao An be dealt with?

The result is already inevitable.

Bai Mo definitely wouldn't give Xiao An any chance to breathe. As he raised his fingers, another spiritual sword flew up quietly.

"Xiao An, take another strike from me, the thirteenth sword!"

The thirteenth sword!

Xiao An stared at Thunder Dragon with a solemn expression. He felt an unprecedented pressure. Just when he thought this sword was Bai Mo's limit, the opponent could always unleash the next sword.

Under such a cycle, Bai Mo actually handed out the Thirteen Swords.

We must never let the other party be so arrogant again!

"Great Yin Yang Palm!"

Xiao An shouted low, and his sleeves suddenly burst open, revealing thick bronze arms, which were densely covered with runes.

In the surge of countless runes, the left arm turned white and the right arm turned black. Powerful spiritual power began to condense in Xiao An's arms. Then his palms began to change. His left palm turned white.

The right palm is black.

Black and white palms, the intersection of yin and yang.

Zhuhuang and the others' expressions tightened. They knew that Xiao An was already furious at this time, and this Great Yin Yang Palm was the latter's strongest technique, bar none.

This palm technique was learned by Xiao An during an adventure. From a unique interface of yin and yang, he risked a narrow escape.

Under the palm of yin and yang, life and death are determined.

Bai Mo, my Great Yin-Yang Palm still has some shortcomings. I hope you can help me make up for this shortcoming. If you can do it, what's the harm in making me surrender to you?

As long as I can fight, I, Xiao An, am not afraid of anyone!

Clang!

Under the pressure of the Great Yin Yang Palm, the Thirteenth Sword still repeated the previous ending, transforming into a ten-foot thunder dragon sword and continuing to hover in the air.

So what if it's the Great Yin Yang Palm? There's still no way to deal with the ninth-level Xuan Ling spiritual sword!

Boom!

The entire Lundao Peak seems to be shrouded in black and white palms. Apart from the two colors of black and white, there is no third color here. The big yin and yang palm is facing the thirteen Xuanling ninth-level spiritual swords, revealing an incomparable color.

The urge to grab everything in your hands and crush it into pieces.

"Is it finally here?"

Bai Mo looked at the black and white palms with a fanatical fighting spirit on his face.

Since his spiritual sword advanced, no one has been able to bring him an absolute threat. As he said before, practicing multiple techniques is what he wants to do today, but while doing this,

It is also necessary to study and understand a technique to achieve enlightenment.

Just like now!

"Master Xiao An, I think the bet between us is still valid, right?" Bai Mo said calmly.

"Of course, with the supervision of God's Eye, it's hard to think it's effective!" Xiao An said proudly.

"That's the best, Xiao An. As an eighth-level divine warrior, your realm is higher than mine. But you know better than me. Sometimes realm cannot explain everything. For example, the level of the spiritual sword I have now
To be continued...