Tang Xuanzang clasped his hands together and smiled faintly, "Xu Xian, God has the virtue of being alive. I don't want to kill you. I will give you a last chance and leave quickly. I will regard it as nothing happened. This is the last advice. You must consider it carefully, otherwise you will die ugly."

Seeing that he was calm and elegant, Xu Xian thought that he was angry and had fallen into his heart. However, he did not blame these reasons on his head, but attributed them to Tang Xuanzang's head.

If it weren't for you, how could Bai Suzhen leave me?

If it weren't for you, how could I feel unstable and angry?

If it weren't for you, how could I unseal the seal and become an evil sword immortal?

You must die! Any bastard who stops me from moving forward will die.

Kneel! The Alps were unsheathed and the black gas was released. Xu Xian gritted his teeth and said, "Last time, if I hadn't completely absorbed the power of the Alps, Tang Funeral, would you think you could defeat me? I am the future king who inherited the great opportunity. Kill you today to hone my will. You should feel honored to be able to die in my hands. What a glorious thing."

Tang Xuanzang turned his head and looked at Wukong, asking inquiringly: "Has this kid been kicked in the brain by a donkey?"

Wukong waved his hand and replied, "Since he is looking for death, why don't you help him?"

Tang Xuanzang smiled and reached out and said, "Very good, I'm talking very well. Come and chop me up. If I can't kill me, I will definitely chop you up!"

After saying the last sentence, Tang Xuanzang's eyes were full of murderous aura, as if possessed by the God of Killing. Xu Xian also smiled and raised his hand and said, "Today, I will let you see what a real fairy sword is!"

The huge Tibetan Sword Mountain began to tremble after Xu Xian said this, and the next moment, the sword light surged into the sky.

Tang Xuanzang's clothes were windless, and a forceful sword energy seemed to be able to break everything. Xu Xian, who was extremely confident, was like a towering mountain, calm and firm at this moment.

"Xu Xian! You thousand-year-old turtle, finally you are willing to give up. I have been waiting for you for a long time." At this moment, a man in a tiger robe in the sky, driving the flying sword and landed in front of Tang Xuanzang.

Tang Xuanzang narrowed his eyes slightly. It was not because of the enemy's gathering. This sentence is very good. It was not someone else, but because of Wang Yihu, the owner of Fuhu Villa.

The last time I had a big battle with Xu Xian by the East Lake, Wang Yihu, who had a crush on Bai Suzhen, provoked Xu Xian, but was beaten by Xu Xian. He didn't expect that the child would be injured after he was raised, so he dared to cause trouble for Xu Xian.

Xu Xian looked disdainful, and the immortal sword that had been raised was hung down by him: "Wang Yihu, I spared your life last time. Even if you are not grateful, you dare to cause trouble for me. How dare you be arrogant if your defeated generals behave?"

Wang Yihu laughed: "Don't be arrogant. If you hadn't used the power of seal, you would be my opponent? How could our Fuhu Villa have a worse foundation than you?"

Wang Yihu pulled out a black fairy sword. When the sword appeared, a sensation of hostility filled the air, and Wang Yihu's whole appearance also became gloomy and terrifying.

"You actually unblocked the sword of the family." Xu Xian was not surprised at all. Perhaps because of some sense, the immortal sword in Xu Xian's hand trembled uncontrollably, as if he had no time to have a great battle with the sword in Wang Yihu's hand.

Wang Yihu held the magic sword in his hand, pointed the sword at Xu Xian, and said, "Today, I came here to kill you first and avenge you."

"No matter how loud the dog is, it is just a dog of the dog." Xu Xian raised his hand slightly, and the Alps in his hand escaped.

Wang Yihu smiled grimly and flew out like a magic sword in his hand.

The fairy swords intertwined, as fast as lightning. The next moment, the sound of the fairy sword shattering was heard, and then Wang Yihu's big head soared into the sky, blood splattering.

The Alps spiraled around, and Wang Yihu's body had separated, and the magic sword he flew out could hardly resist the Alps' attack, and it was shattered by the Alps.

The Alps has been completely unblocked, and the whole body is black, and even the hilt of the sword is black. If the sword is compared to a car, then the Alps will definitely belong to the Lamborghini type, which is so cool that there are no friends!

"What a sharp sword." Tang Xuanzang clapped and praised.

Xu Xian looked at Tang Xuanzang and showed off: "Did you see it? My real strength! Now kneel down and I will leave you a whole body. Don't worry, I will accept all your beautiful disciples and love them well. As for Bai Suzhen, I will let her be my slave and let her know the fate of betraying me."

"Bang!" A crisp slap sounded, and Xu Xian was still in a state of paranoia. In extreme shock, he flew backwards and smashed heavily on Zangjian Mountain.

"Who! Who hit me?" Xu Xian widened his eyes, because from beginning to end, he didn't see anyone's hand at all, but his face hurts sharply, and then the person flew up.

I've called it!

I've called it!

...

Tang Funeral, Sun Wukong, Zhu Ziqing and others all rushed to raise their hands, and they all wanted to try, wanting to fight Xu Xian.

Xu Xian shook his feet and stood up. The slap was so strong. When he stood up, his head was dizzy. Who was it? Who was so brave?

"It was Tang Funeral's hands! Hurry up and kill them. Tang Funeral's corpse must be given to me, I need him. I urge the Zangjian Mountain, and we can't defeat them by relying on the strength of the two of us." The Alps finally spoke, as if it was in extreme desire.

The sound made by the Alps is very nice, as if it was like the crispness of a spring water, making people subconsciously wonder whether a woman was sealed in the body of the Fairy Sword.

If it is really a woman, then it must be a beautiful woman, otherwise it would be impossible to make such a pleasant sound.

Xu Xian didn't see it, but the Alps could see it clearly. The so-called enemy meeting was extremely jealous. The two people had escaped for so long, and it was time to take action.

Xu Xian pinched the sword skills with his hands and sneered: "Our combination, even if the awakened immortal comes here, it may not be our opponent. Why worry about Tang Funeral!"

"Bastard! Sun Wukong is the ninth level of strength. Do you treat her as air? Don't hesitate, the strongest blow!" Alps said impatiently.

Xu Xian was stunned, with a little uneasy expression, as if he was confirming, and couldn't help asking: "Which move really is needed?"

"They are the strongest combination. If you don't need it now, we will definitely lose!" Alps said in a deep voice: "What I am worried about is Tang Funeral. His strength is far more than expected."

Xu Xian was a little surprised. The ancient magic sword that had always been above the top and would not take anyone seriously was hesitant when facing Tang Funeral. This was almost impossible.

However, he did not know that the Alps were not afraid, but intuition was telling it that the several existences on the other side were not as easy to solve as they imagined.

"The strongest blow!" Xu Xian finally became serious. No matter what, if the Alps can be taken seriously, then there will be no chance of luck.

Tang Funeral, after you die, you can definitely be proud. You can die under my strongest trick. You are the first person.

Xu Xian's waist and back were tightened, his eyes were filled with brilliance, and then he shouted loudly. The next moment, a mysterious rune formation flashed under his feet, and then a silver-white sword light burst out from the Alps.

Behind him, Zangjian Mountain, which had extremely oppressive force, suddenly vibrated violently, and then an amazing scene appeared.

The immortal sword that was originally inserted on the Cangjian Mountain seemed to be summoned and was trembling.

"Extreme Sword Storm!" Xu Xian shouted. Tang Xuanzang was stunned at first, and then laughed out loud.

Extreme Sword Storm? What plane is it? But Tang Xuanzang couldn't laugh soon, because tens of thousands of fairy swords were attacking him like a tornado under the call of Xu Xian!

Tens of thousands of sharp swords were flying all over the sky, almost covering a small range of sky.

The terrifying sword energy became higher and higher, and the accumulation of power became larger and larger. In the end, even Tang Xuanzang subconsciously frowned.

"Wukong, protect Ao Xue and the others!" Tang Xuanzang took a step forward and stared at Xu Xian.

The smile on Xu Xian's face became stronger and stronger. Because of his increasing power, he felt as if he could control everything. No matter who stood in front, he could be killed by him.

"Die!" After roaring this sentence from Xu Xian's mouth, he used the Alps as the sharp edge, plus tens of thousands of sharp swords, all of which were directed by the Alps as the direction, and stabbed in the direction of Tang Xuanzang.

In an unprecedented scene, the fairy swords all over the sky, with the sharp sword light, blocked all retreats.

A real showdown! One move to decide the outcome!

Boom! A huge sword light burst out in the Alps, as if to completely nail Tang Xuanzang to death, while the fairy sword that followed was overwhelmingly submerged the team of seeking scriptures.

Because the sword was too fast, it made a sharp roar in the air, rising one after another, particularly harsh, and then made a huge roar, and the smoke and dust rose up were dozens of feet high.

Xu Xian showed an ecstatic look. Such destructive power that ruined the world was actually caused by himself.

He stared at his fair hands, his skin was soft and elastic, and this feeling was so good. He suddenly realized that he liked to control the life and death of others. This kind of control power and dominate fate was what he wanted.

If you dare to rob me, you will die for me!!

Cough cough! The next moment, Xu Xian's face changed slightly, and he coughed violently, and then blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

"The strongest move is still too barely used. My body is still not strong enough. Alps can only improve my strength, but it cannot achieve the ultimate in tempering the body." Xu Xian covered his mouth with his hands, and the blood continued to stay along the gaps of his fingers, and he could not stop it at all.

Haha! Xu Xian smiled foolishly. Although his injuries were not light, he looked at the huge scene of destruction not far away, and the unconcealed pride in Xu Xian's eyes, who was extremely proud.

I am the strongest!

Yinlong Villa, from the time he inherited his ancestral property to the present, has spent countless efforts to understand the secrets of the Alps and exhausted the energy of several generations of the owners, finally got all the cracks in his hands.

For this day, Yinlong Villa worked hard to manage, and now the cracked seal is now the power of the Alps is indeed beyond all the swords of all dynasties.

The strength of the swordsman is often associated with the sword. He mastered the Alps and also allowed him to see powerful forces that he had never seen before.

This kind of power is unheard of, which makes him immersed in it. Even if the strongest move will bring huge burdens on his body, he will do whatever he wants.

By today, the Alps devoured the essence of Tang funerals, and he decided to return to Yinlong Villa, rule Tianmu City, attack and kill Fuhu Villa, and then unify the world. From then on, only Yinlong Villa was orthodox.

Of course, Bai Suzhen will definitely torture her well. This kind of sexually-sexed woman must let her know the terrible consequences of betraying me.

"No one can betray me! Because I am the strongest!" Xu Xian gasped and emphasized this again.

"You are wrong, you are nothing! Just a puppet." Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from Xu Xian's ears. When Xu Xian heard this voice, he showed a terrifying expression like seeing a ghost.
Chapter completed!