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Chapter 203 Waste Dregs

Bai Zhenxia did not dare to be negligent, and a flying sword rose up from behind him and welcomed the domineering sword. The two talismans around him also burned at this moment, shaping dozens of light golden blade lights into the air. Under the pressure of the wind, they rushed forward, from slow to fast, and in just a moment, they brought about afterimages, like lightning.

But Zhang Xin, the opposite side, did not retreat but advanced, and rushed forward with these two "Golden Wind Slash". Under the promotion of the fifteenth level Fengxing Technique, his body was also almost at its peak, and it was almost difficult to distinguish with the naked eye!

This surprised Bai Zhenxia, ​​but then there was a sarcasm in his eyes.

Although the power of the Golden Wind Slash at level 40 is not obvious, its lethality can be firmly entered the top ten in spiritual techniques of the same level, and it can almost catch up with those extremely powerful moves.

It is precisely because it is unparalleled that the sharpness of the ability to cut through everything is hard to show. It is because before the level 40 "Golden Wind Slash", even the air was cut open and silently!

The clerk on the opposite side had a shallow sense of knowledge. He probably thought that he was only using level 30 spiritual art, so he dared to be so arrogant, so stupid that he was just shaking the sharpness of the level 40 Golden Wind Slash.

In his opinion, this son is seeking death. Apart from the ending of being killed by Jinfeng, there is no other possibility!

It was not until the light golden blade lights had been cut in front of Zhang Xin that Bai Zhenxia realized something was wrong.

Zhang Xin had pulled out the newly refined long sword "Qiu Shui" on his waist. The silver-like sword light suddenly turned forward and pierced. He actually completed various changes when he was unable to make any noise. He slapped, punched, cut or cut, and even shattered the extremely sharp and light golden light blades in front of him into pieces in a moment!

"The crazy sword laughs and dances to the sky!"

With these two forty-level golden wind slashes, Zhang Xin walked with his sword, making a thunderous journey, laughing wildly.

"Dregs! Dregs! All are dregs! Even if there is a level 40 Golden Wind Slash, you Bai is still a garbage waste! Break them all for me!"

The sword light flashed, causing bursts of thunder, and swept away the last three light golden blades.

Bai Zhenxia's face on the opposite side had already changed color, and his eyes were filled with shock.

"The fourth battle zone is extremely hiding!"

At this time, in the dark place, someone also let out a surprise.

"This guy is actually very hiding?"

The shocking voice couldn't help it. After the words were spoken, the man seemed to feel inappropriate and closed the sound pattern. Fortunately, the two people in the distance were fighting fiercely and did not notice any abnormality.

Coincidentally, there were two people thousands of miles away, shocked and lost their minds when Zhang Xin defeated the forty-level spiritual art.

"It seems that it is indeed the fourth battle realm, and I am undoubtedly hiding my mind!"

The man in white with a mask on his face kept a steady eye on the scene in the mirror in front of him. It was not until three full breaths that he looked away with a gloomy look.

"It seems that this Shenhai Peak has really taken over a genius! As the disciple of the test, he has the fourth battle realm. Such a talent has been gone for many years."

"I remember that Shangguan Xuanhao, the former, broke through the fourth battle realm four months after the entry test, right?"

On the left side of the man in white, there was another mirror surrounded by black mist, and the hoarse voice of the middle-aged man came from inside: "That man's level 57 Wind Spirit Slash is not unrivaled, but because of his talent in the battle realm, he has reached the top of the top of the gods in his forties. Only three or five of the divine masters can be his opponents. But now this Xin is even more above Shangguan Xuanhao! This is a troublesome. In addition to the battle realm, this son's physique almost chases Mo Ling, and his sword skills are more superb. He no longer sticks to the moves, and there is no fireworks at all. Besides, this person's spiritual body is probably not just a Feng Spirit Body, but it is a spiritual body with a pseudo-war realm that can bless the sword technology. In this way, this son's combat realm level has surpassed the two realms of Bai Zhenxia. Don't return without success today!"

“Not sure yet”

The man in white shook his head slightly: "Although this boy has a high battle realm and his spiritual skills level exceeds twenty, he still has shortcomings after all."

"You mean he lacks mana and physical strength? That's true, his psychic level is too low after all."

The person in the mirror agreed, and then he turned his tone: "Continue to the preface, who is the idea of ​​ambushing more than ten heads and eight-armed snake demons in this cave?"

"It's not me! The collapse of the upper courtyard of Zangling Mountain will not benefit you and me."

The man in white also seemed to have doubts: "Before today, I didn't even know that Sima Xinde was involved in evil deeds! But I think there should be someone behind this person. Silently sending more than ten evil spirits above level 13 to the foot of Zangling Mountain is definitely not something that he, a small commander of the Mountain Patrol Office, could do. Although there are flaws in the mountains near Zangling Mountain, it is still far from the point where the wind is leaking everywhere. It is impossible, so I don't know which one of the sects is doing?"

"It really has nothing to do with you?"

The person in the mirror refused to believe it. A pair of deep gazes in the black fog were fixedly focused. It was not until the man in white showed displeasure that he slowed down: "Whether it is you or not, you should know what the consequences will be this time! Sima Xinde, who had previously served as deputy director of the General Mountain Promotion Xiantang Division and the Zongling Mountain Promotion Xiantang Division, had a crucial position and had too many connections. Even you and I were involved."

"So no matter what, he can't be captured alive this time, or even confessed?"

The man sighed slightly, but his tone was still calm: "I feel that it is best not to act rashly in the near future. The more you move, the more you make mistakes. If you really have no choice, you will be cruel to cut your flesh and cut it early. And the one you should be most anxious now is not you and me."

He said this, and the person in the mirror fell into silence. After a while, he said: "You are better off seeing things, and you are more inactive now! Since this is the case, you can stop early by chasing Lei Zhao's pursuit and interception."

"The sect is paying attention, and you can't stop~"

The man in white sighed, then looked at the fierce battle in the mirror with complicated eyes: "I now believe in the theory of patriarchal appearance."

"The image of the clan? Is this letter probably the remains of Guanglin Mountain, and it is also the son of luck who is blessed by the spirits of the mountains? But according to his statement, this son will never be left here."

Halfway through the speech, the man in the mirror stopped slightly, and the man in white had already fixed his eyes at the silver mirror, with a serious expression.

In the cave, when Zhang Xin smashed the light golden blades one by one, the two spiritual soldiers in the air also divided the level at this moment.

The winner was not Bai Zhenxia's level eight-level spiritual sword, but Zhang Xin's dominant sword! The sword shadow swung twelve times in an instant, but seven times failed. The remaining few times were all slashed on the sword body by the blue sword light, and it was almost the same position.

Although Bai Zhenxia's sword control skills were above level 35, he could not bear it at this time. Cracked faintly appeared on the sword body, and it was even more trembling, as if he was crying.
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