brush!

A black shadow jumped out from the pattern of the Samsara Heaven Ascension Pillar, like a dragon soaring over the sea, and the flat land was in turmoil.

He did not just leave, but stopped in mid-air in the long-planned encirclement, looking around and looking in all directions.

"Huhu..."

Under the rumblings of hunting, the young man with black hair, black clothes and black sword, serious in speech, brought the atmosphere of the scene to a freezing point.

"coming!"

"Those sleeveless, red and scorched hands, those hidden pains, and this face... it is indeed him, Lord Shou!"

"Don't be afraid, no matter how strong he is, we have six half-saints, can he still defy heaven?"

"Yes, he is the one we are waiting for. He is the one who should be nervous!"

In the distance, the three Taixu gathered in a group, huddled behind a hill, and quietly transmitted their voices with their spiritual thoughts.

After just a glance, they didn't even dare to use their spiritual senses to explore further. Soon someone took out a specially made formation disk and said:

"I will summon Dazai Half-Saint first. Old Wang, you will now go and inform Lord Li. Senior Hua Yuan will be responsible for you, Old Qian..."

laugh!

The sword light passed by.

Mountain tops and human heads flew up at the same time.

The array disk fell to the ground with a clatter and rolled twice.

"Plop."

White flames ignited and the formations shattered.

"He looked over!"

Lao Qian and Lao Wang looked at each other with horror in their eyes, and ran away separately without saying a word.

But as soon as my feet were lifted off the ground...

Phew! Phew!

Two sword lights flew across the sky.

Four swords were nailed down, and Yan python was nailed down.

Taixu was stabbed in the head and heart by the famous sword blessed by Sword Mind, and died instantly.

"what!"

Taixu, who was the first to be attacked by the owl, was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split apart. His soul turned into a black light, abandoned his body and fled in the air.

"Return."

Xu Xiaoshou raised his fingers together and pointed them upward.

The swords in the void intertwined, and there were four swords. When the Yan Python returned, it left behind all the ghost swords, Mo Jian, and knocked down the black light soul film piece by piece until the tragic sound was silent.

Tsk! Tsk!

The two swords returned and were held at the waist.

The evil spirit and the white flames spread out on the left and right, and the nameless sword dimmed itself, showing the sharp edge of the sheath, adding luster to the figure in black standing in the air.

Xu Xiaoshou then lowered his eyes and looked down.

The six-and-a-half saints sitting in the direction of the six-pointed star, carrying a turtle shell on a camel, a red rope wrapped around one waist, rolling talisman paper in one hand, flying flowers and picking leaves in one hand, wearing a heavy sword on the other, pursed his lips and said nothing.

By this time, everyone had stood up in shock, with expressions of surprise, emotion, sigh, or admiration on their faces... However, there was no sign of fear.

"What a sword! What a sword! A heavy sword with a sharp edge. How about this sword?"

"Are you Xu Xiaoshou, who is famous in the five realms today? You are perfect in sword, spirit, and body. You are the saint slave Master Shou who has sired thousands of children?"

"It's been a long time since we've heard that it's better to meet. Just now we were discussing why the incarnation of the semi-holy idea disappeared."

"My little friend doesn't seem to be a half-saint yet? This is incredible. How did that conscious body do it just now?"

"Have you ever been married?"

"..."

Xu Xiaoshou silently glanced at the six old men, looking at each Half-Saint so carefully for the first time.

His intuition told him that these were not Jiang Buyi and others who were full of suicidal thoughts.

But, so what?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, tilted his sword, and said indifferently:

"I only want to say one thing."

"Retreat now, regardless of cause and effect!"

Iron Turtle, Hongxian Lao, Fu Jiu, Ye Xiao, Chong Jian Feng, Yan Ling Ju, their eyes touched each other.

The old man with a hunchback and a turtle shell on his back waved his hand and said, "Have you ever heard of the Six-Pointed Saint of the Central Region?"

Without waiting for a response, he tied a red thread around his waist and asked Xu Xiaoshou if he was married. The old man who looked kind-hearted took the question and said with a smile:

"The six of us have no clan or clan, and have wandered around the world all our lives, only doing tiring and dirty work for the Holy Temple."

"Taixu has been killed before, and half-saints have been killed before. It is rare for him to ask us to kill Dao by asking for a holy order."

"Ai Cangsheng said that you are not simple, and you also sent a large amount of information to us, asking us to be careful."

"At that time, old man, we were thinking that there would never be a time in our lives when the six of us would go into battle together, and when this time came..."

He shrugged, wrapped the red thread around his fingers, tied some kind of knot, and said with a smile:

"It's either life or death. There seems to be no need to say more. What do you think, little friend?"

The six semi-holy killers raised by the Holy Temple?

Xu Xiaoshou's brows moved slightly, and he immediately knew that these six old men would never be able to persuade them to retreat or turn them around with words.

At this moment...

Red Thread Old Bian sighed. After tightening the knot in his hand, he pulled it back fiercely and stopped talking nonsense:

"Do it!"

Xu Xiaoshou clearly had no reminder of a sneak attack or any feeling of being targeted by murderous intent.

At that moment, I felt my waist tighten, and an illusory sharp red rope appeared.

The end of the rope was wrapped around his body, but the end of the thread was in Old Hongxian's hand. As the force tightened, it almost cut his body in half.

wrong!

What it binds and attacks is not the body, but the soul!

"Tsk-"

There was a cracking sound, and Xu Xiaoshou could clearly see a black line cracking on his waist, and his soul body was accompanied by severe pain, which made his face twitch.

"Break!"

The old red thread's fingertips hooked, but it was like pulling a giant bull, this time it was strangled to the death of the enemy's soul.

His heart sank and he quickly called for help:

"Do it, you guys!"

Buzz.

Xu Xiaoshou took action.

The sword path under his feet circled, and he only held the hidden pain in his hands, and his body was replaced by nothingness.

No swordsmanship, no sword style!

Luoyingjie, open!

"It's an illusory swordsmanship, be careful!" The old man with a Chinese character face, who was carrying a heavy sword on his back, shouted softly. He looked around, but saw red plums falling gracefully.

Xu Xiaoshou transformed reality into emptiness and placed it into nothingness.

The time and space jump of a sword was pointed out in the air, and when he was close to the red line, he ended the Falling World and returned from nothing.

"boom!"

In front of the Six Saints, a huge gate to hell suddenly opened.

A sword of Fengdu that covered the sky unreasonably broke through the door opened by Shanshan, and pointed directly at Mr. Hongxian who was the first to launch the attack.

In an instant, everyone’s expressions changed!

"Is this fucking phantom swordsmanship?"

Even the old gamblers on the red line didn’t dare to take a gamble. While retreating, they shouted to their teammates for support: “The iron turtle is on top!”

Boom!
To be continued...