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Chapter 313
Su Bei's frivolous remarks finally provoked Zhou Xiaodie to stab him with a sword.

This sword obviously has a bit of everyone's demeanor, and the rather concise sword shadow also represents his good progress in these days.

It is true that after Xu Ming left, Zhou Xiaodie's talent in cultivating the Tao, who had completely settled down, was simply breathtaking.

In addition to Granny Hua teaching him the methods of using poison and divine consciousness to transform into form, Zhou Fuhai even spent years of accumulation in Fuhai City to find famous teachers all over the world for his own sister.

He also recruited many masters from the Ten Thousand Realms and Nine Provinces to personally hone his sister's swordsmanship. With many opportunities and advice that ordinary people could not obtain, coupled with Zhou Xiaodie's own hard work, now he has the ability to practice swordsmanship. It is not surprising.

It's just that the swordsmanship that seems to have been tempered and sculpted by countless people is full of flaws in Su Bei's eyes.

He didn't even intend to use the Dragon Bone Spear, seeing that sword shadow attacking him, he stuck the Dragon Bone Spear right beside him.

This kind of silent provocation obviously made Zhou Xiaodie even more annoyed when he shot, and the strength in his hand couldn't help adding another three points.

She poured all her aura and cultivation into this sword, and the roar of the Nascent Soul made the sword light she handed out more condensed.

Although he has not yet obtained the vision of the origin of the sword, but Zhou Xiaodie is proud enough to have this sword.

The sword light streaked across Su Bei's body mercilessly, but it was a bit ironic.The sword glow couldn't even pierce the armor he was wearing, and a large number of sparks lit up.The vigor caused huge cracks in the surrounding land.

This is impossible! ! !

Zhou Xiaodie's face was obviously shocked, even if his sword couldn't kill him, it couldn't even hurt his flesh.

But the facts in front of him were like this, Zhou Xiaodie's sword didn't pierce Su Bei's protective demon energy at all.

Because it has devoured too much flesh and blood essence during this period, it can also display the innate ability that belongs to the monster race.

Attach all the refined monster energy to the armor made of dragon scales. This pair of dragon scale armor unique to Jiaolong was also specially prepared by Su Bei for the battle with Zhou Fuhai.

So Zhou Xiaodie's sword had no effect, and it was reasonable to think about it.

However, the handing out of his sword did not change his murderous intention towards Su Bei.

After all, the tragic death of countless people was just around the corner, and the bloodstains on the ground and the city walls were not yet dry.

So Zhou Xiaodie's sword danced in the air, and countless sword lights condensed into a white lotus that was about to bloom.

Bailian's central sword energy is vertical and horizontal, just looking at it with the naked eye has a dazzling feeling.

Sword intent!Crazy lotus!
huh~~~
The white lotus formed by the condensed sword energy was on Su Bei's body in a blink of an eye.

For a moment, he was surrounded by white lotus, as if he was in the origin of the way of swordsmanship, and countless turbulent flows of sword energy cut his body wantonly.

Countless sparks intertwined, constantly consuming the condensation of monster energy on Su Bei's armor.

Finally, the white lotus slowly disappeared.

The condensed demonic aura outside Su Bei's armor also disappeared, but that white lotus could only do so much.

The unwillingness on Zhou Xiaodie's face didn't even appear for a long time, and Su Bei's feet moved.

The speed of movement was unbelievably fast, the keel gun was still stuck on the ground, but in a blink of an eye it was about to hit Zhou Xiaodie's choked throat.

But at this critical moment, there were successive palpitations in the air that could not be detected by the naked eye.

"This is."

Su Bei, who had suffered once before, naturally recognized what this palpitating fluctuation meant. The inconspicuous crack between his brows opened in an instant.

One of the evil eyeballs was staring angrily at the surroundings.

There were three invisible long knives stabbing fiercely at the sea of ​​consciousness in northern Jiangsu. Unlike Xu Ming's bone-piercing spikes, the product of Zhou Xiaodie's spiritual transformation turned out to be a more powerful long knife. knife.

Zhou Xiaodie is indeed much better than Xu Ming in terms of talent for transforming consciousness into form.

The three long knives transformed from divine consciousness rushed towards the sea of ​​consciousness in northern Jiangsu in an instant, and the evil vertical eye also released a terrifying light at this moment as if it was facing a formidable enemy.

hum~~~
An invisible wave swept across the surroundings in an instant, no matter how magical the ghost eye was.

But Zhou Xiaodie, who has been taught by Granny Hua these days, still made Su Bei suffer.

I saw the unique purple-brown blood of the demon clan slowly flowing from his breath, and Su Bei's consciousness also felt a sharp pain that could not be ignored at this moment.

Movement naturally slowed down, Zhou Xiaodie saw that the three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand made a move with the sword.

What Jianfeng pointed at was Su Bei's choked throat. She wanted to cut off the heads of the entire monster clan and hang them on the gate of Fuhai City with one sword, so as to comfort the people who had just died innocently.

But Zhou Xiaodie forgot one thing, she was facing one of the four leaders of the monster clan, Su Bei who was a dragon himself.

The method of transforming his consciousness into form is simply not enough to really make him lose his fighting power.

Instead, the severe pain in the sea of ​​consciousness aroused the unique bloodthirsty nature of the demon race in his body.

One of the swords struck, but Su Bei held the blade in his hand with one hand.

"Little girl, there must be a limit to playing around!!"

There was a ferocious look on Su Bei's face, and Zhou Xiaodie could even see the phantom of a flood dragon flashing past his face in a trance.

Zhou Xiaodie, who was being held by Su Bei's hand on the blade, didn't react for a while, but in the next second, Su Bei's black hand was about to hit her face.

In a hurry, Zhou Xiaodie hit back with a palm.

The lack of year-round life-and-death fighting turned Zhou Xiaodie into a mere showman before the fight, useless for both appearance and appearance.

At this time, a helpless sigh came from Fuhai City.

There was helplessness in this sigh, and it seemed that there was annoyance of hating iron but not steel, as well as the luck that everything had been expected.

Before that palm hit Zhou Xiaodie's pretty face, the punch came from nowhere and sent Su Bei flying backwards.

The brute force contained in this punch is so unmatched by a monster, and even the body shape cannot be controlled.

Facing this domineering and unreasonable vigor, Su Bei couldn't even do the most basic relief.

"Brother, why did you come here?"

"Who asked you to show off your talent? You can't even complete the most basic set of swordsmanship, and you still want to act like a hero."

"Hmph, don't come here."

Zhou Xiaodie turned around and jumped onto the top of the city lightly, the savage expression that made all the people in the city tremble before seemed to appear on her face again.

At this moment, Su Bei, who was thrown backwards by Zhou Fuhai's punch, slowly got up and wiped the purple-brown blood from the corner of his mouth.

His left arm has become limp at this moment, obviously because of resisting Zhou Fuhai's punch just now, the bones of his left arm have been completely shattered.

But in the blink of an eye, with its powerful body recovery ability, the left arm returned to normal again.

The armor on his body was the same as the keel spear, and under the sunlight, it gave off a palpitating aura.

(End of this chapter)