He pointed like a sword and then slashed in the air.

Tear!

A ray of green sword light flew out from the fingertips, reaching a distance of thirteen meters.

The blue light is like glass, fluorescent and sparkling, but it contains a sharp edge.

With one sword shot, the color of heaven and earth changes.

"Poison Killing Spear!"

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons' spiritual energy circulated, condensing the Poison Killing Spear.

In the secret territory of Qianling Mausoleum, Saint Son of Bai Du used this spear to attack Xiao Changfeng.

But in the end he was blocked by Saint Linlang.

At this moment, the poison spear was like a sharp arrow, trying to resist Xiao Changfeng's sword light.

Poof!

When the two come into contact, the poison spear is like paper and is easily cut through.

Then the sword light continued unabated and struck the body of the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons.

Although the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons quickly cast a spiritual energy barrier, he still couldn't stop it.

A half-meter-long sword mark appeared in front of him.

Red blood flowed from the wound.

shocking.

"Is the Hundred Poison Saint Son injured?"

Seeing this scene, the 100,000 spectators were in an uproar.

No one expected it.

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons was defeated one after another, and he was even more injured at this moment.

This is the Holy Son!

"The quality of his aura is too much, like a steel knife. Compared with it, the aura of Baidu Saint Son is as if it is made of paper and is vulnerable to a blow."

Ancestor Xie Yun showed a solemn look in his eyes.

He can see it.

Xiao Changfeng continued to suppress the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons in this way.

Relying on that invincible body and condensed magic power.

But whether it's the physical body or the magic power.

These are not something that ordinary people can practice.

Moreover, Patriarch Xie Yun was well-informed, but he could not understand Xiao Changfeng's method at all.

This made him feel even more solemn.

"Come again!"

Xiao Changfeng's expression remained unchanged and he continued to step out.

Every time he takes a step, a sword light will appear.

This sword light is condensed with magic power.

I don't know how many times stronger than before.

Although the quality of Holy Son of Hundred Poisons' spiritual energy is not bad, it is not good enough in front of the magic power.

Rumble!

On the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

The sword glowed across the sky, and poisonous gas swept across the sky.

But everyone fell silent and stared in stunned silence.

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons was actually suppressed and beaten?

This is simply incredible!

At this time, Saint Son of Baidu tried his best to resist and kept retreating.

No matter how many martial arts he used, he could not stop Xiao Changfeng's sword.

Even if he takes out the defensive imperial weapon, he can only resist it for a while.

And his poison gas attack fell on Xiao Changfeng.

But it's not painful or itchy.

If he keeps fighting like this, he will lose sooner or later.

"Xiao Changfeng, you forced me to do this!"

Finally, the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons could no longer bear this frustrating battle.

After the Five Poison Techniques and the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle.

He showed his trump card.

boom!

A violent aura burst out from the body of the Hundred Poison Saint Son.

A group of dark purple appeared behind him.
Chapter completed!