Zhutian Xianwu Editor

"kill!"

Under Yan Nantian's seemingly endless red energy, Xihe's figure is like a sharp and fierce sword, attacking or not defending, advancing courageously.

The shadow of the fist and the shadow of the palm kept colliding, and both sides moved so fast that they could not see the track.

Nantian Shenquan moves the flower and picks the jade, and the latter is better on the mysterious moves.

Innate vs. acquired, the former is even better.

Xihe's energy and energy are rare, and she abandoned the interference from the outside world and used it to the fullest. She moved the flower and jade to the extreme, and tried her best to remove the terrifying power from Yan Nantian.

Yan Nantian's expression has also changed from indifferent and calm to surprise.

Boom!

The surging energy seemed to be squeezed to a certain limit and exploded.

Suddenly, a terrifying wave of air suddenly spread, and the tall and magnificent gate of the Shaolin Temple, which was close to the battle between the two, shattered in an instant.

From them as the center, the ground sinks inch by inch.

The onlookers were horrified, and those who were close to 100 meters were bloody and flushed, and they were obviously affected, and they suddenly retreated again in embarrassment.

Finally, as the two figures that collided with each other shot away, the shocking energy storm no longer spread, and gradually faded with the boiling dust.

"Is this still a human!"

"This is innate, it is terrible!"

"Martial arts can reach such an inhuman level!"

The two of them tried their best, and the horror power they showed was shocking. It was the first time that people understood the horror of the innate level, and their eyes were burning with hot fire.

At the same time, while countless martial arts heroes were shocked by the horror of Yan Nantian's innate masters, they also felt deep fear of Xihe.

Yan Nantian is innate and can still be understood with such a strong strength, but Xihe obviously hasn't reached the level of innateness, but he hasn't fallen behind in the slightest, which is beyond their cognition and makes them feel scared.

Yan Nantian looked at Xihe who stood still in the distance with a surprised face. Obviously he didn't expect this little girl to be so high in martial arts. She was so young that she had never seen her before. If she were to be her 20 years ago, she might not be her opponent. Opponent.

Then he thought that the person in front of him was that person's disciple, and he was immediately relieved.

For a while, my heart became serious.

The innate pride of promotion was instantly dispelled by him.

No one saw Xihe's arms trembling slightly. Even the magical skills of moving flowers and trees had an upper limit. Innate true essence, innate qi, quality changes, and the destructive power presented were too terrifying.

If he were an ordinary super master, he would really not be the enemy of Yan Nantian's move.

However, Xihe didn't flinch in his eyes, instead he was fighting.

The flame in Xihe's heart was burning: "Give me my spear."

As her words fell, the rags of the long-shaped object wrapped in cloth on the back of the purple-robed man always broke, and a war spear that emitted a faint metallic cold light and gave people an inexplicably cold hairy feeling appeared in everyone's eyes.

boom!

The spear was thrown by the purple-robed man, and with a stern sound of breaking through the air, it fell in front of Xihe. There was a loud noise from the ground, and the spear penetrated directly into the ground, reaching a depth of three feet.

Xi He chuckled, her long hair flying, her jade-like slender hands grasped the thick, cold spear shaft of the duck egg, her palm flicked and the spear vacated.

With a wave of her hand, she seemed to be running into a thunder, and the blade of the blade crossed a stone wall.

boom!

The tall stone wall six or seven meters long was shattered instantly.

This spear is one foot and a foot long, the blade is three feet long, and the blade is as wide as the palm of the hand. It is like an epee embedded on an iron rod. The blade is made of cold iron and the spear shaft is made of 100 refined steel. Forged, the whole heavy spear weighs 322 catties.

Just this level and its terrifying weight, hitting anyone, there is absolutely no life, not to mention the strength of Yixi and Yulongjiu's second round pinnacle, just don't know the body of the innate strong Can you hold it?

Xihe has learned swordsmanship, swordsmanship, marksmanship, and stickmanship. She has tried to use various weapons, no matter heavy or light, but even if there are many top geniuses among them, she has been unsatisfactory.

Until Ji Wushang gave this heavy spear to her.

Xihe's talent is rare in the world. No matter what martial arts Ji Wushang handed over to her, she can quickly get started, and she has cultivated in a very short period of time. I don't know how much martial arts have accumulated over the years.

By now, Xihe's martial arts had long since broken away from the restriction of moves and reached the state of no move. With this heavy spear in her hands, it was a real skill.

Xihe's strongest martial arts is not the blooming of flowers on the other side, nor the transfer of flowers to jade.

It was the already inhuman body and the massive amount of terrifying true energy.

Except for the purple robe "Punisher", the eyes present, including Yan Nantian, looked at the heavy spear that did not match Xi and the slender figure, and couldn't help feeling full of disobedience in his heart, feeling a little inexplicably funny.

Xi He doesn't care about this, she brandishes her spear and stares at Yan Nantian.

"Come again!"

At this time, Xi He's peerless face did not lack any gentleness, but revealed a magical nature, like a demon like a fairy.

She slowly turned the spear shaft in her palm, and the heavy spear weighing several hundred kilograms was as light as nothing in her hand, and the true energy in her body was surging and flowing wildly.

The spear in his hand began to show white stripes after another.

The air exploded, and with a sonic boom, Xi He once again killed Yan Nantian.

Yan Nantian was in a very real state. Seeing the real horror, his heart gradually became solemn, and his palm stretched out, not far away an iron sword that someone had lost was sucked into his hand.

Hum!

The scarlet sword gang made this ordinary iron sword instantly dazzling, bright and dazzling, and a fiery red sword gang was cut out.

A terrible sword intent spread, making the scalp numb.

Almost at the same time, a huge spear shadow appeared in the sky, slamming down at Yan Nantian, the heavy spear was reaching the extreme, breaking the speed of sound.

There is no fancy, no dazzling vision, only pure power and speed, but this is even more shocking.

Like a meteorite colliding, the confrontation of swords and spears showed the most terrifying destructive power in the world, like ghosts and gods, making countless light almost sluggish.

The Jian Gang, which is more than ten feet long, will be vertical and horizontal, and everything will be broken wherever it passes.

The slender figure wielded a heavy spear, sweeping across the wasteland, killing terror.

The speed of the two people is getting faster and faster, and no one's eyes can keep up with their movements, and they can barely see the two meteors constantly colliding and staggering.

The violent clashing sound kept humming in people's ears.