between the lines of death.

The North tugged at the corner of the mouth.

The so-called time to come to heaven and earth are all the same, transported to the hero is not free.

You Xiao Jin in the peace season to start the end of the war, so that the earth is boiling, and now use this kind of spiritual practice, hurt the innocent, blind the sky, reverse the yin and yang, reverse life and death, even if the world is not kind to all things as a finless dog, can not tolerate you such a broken rule of the people, how can you have the great power.

I saw Xu North stretched out two fingers and put it lightly in front of him.

There is no sword, only the sword is strong.

In a moment, not only the life and death book in Xiao Jin's hand and the judge's pen made a violent trembling, but even the lock of the soul that passed straight through his chest was also trembling.

When he fled from the island, the old man said to his apprentice on the occasion of his death that he had carried the sword box for decades, and he would replace it with your back.

In the past few years, whether it is the south and the bottom of the river or the north god, Xu North Tour has carried the sword box on its back, so that when it comes to the three words of Xu Beiyou, everyone's impression is white hair and sword box.

Only after the cultivation of the big part, Xu Beiyou rarely carry the sword box, because to his current state, he can ignore the erosion of the sword spirit, no longer need to carry the fairy, but from another point of view, it is not because Xu Beiyou led the sword to gradually rejuvenate, has been able to gradually put down the burden of the sword box.

At this time, a sword box fell from the sky and hit the ground.

Then from the sword box excited out of the twelve wading, is the number of the twelve swords.

Twelve swords formed a huge sword network, and the sword spirit was vertical and horizontal, and the rolling corpse that swept to Xu North stopped.

The Xu Beiyou, who was bound to lock the nail hanging in the air, began to walk horizontally, although he had been separated from the divine perception at this time, but with the heart like a golden wind, there was no trace of the spirit of the cicula, and went to the countless Wei Wang Xiaojin.

The already trembling soul lock can not only continue to imprison the action of the north tour, but also be dragged out by Xubei Yusheng out of a curved curvature, the chain between the fierce friction sound, sparks splashing.

Xiao Jin's face showed a look of consternation, not surprised that Xu Beiyou can call out the sword box from thousands of miles away, but in the case of Xu North swimming in the body of the five decay of the little man, even can accurately find his location.

What is the reason.

Xu Beiyou, who was still bound by the soul lock, extended his right hand, and Tianlan in the twelve swords flew into his palm.

After holding the sword, Xu Beiyou did not hesitate at all, and directly cut out the sword.

Although Xu Beiyou's air machine was temporarily suppressed, this sword did not have the air of the sword, only the intention of the sword.

However, the sword of this sword has reached the point of turning from virtual to reality, just like the words of the saint, affecting reality with illusory, mysterious and unpredictable.

Standing on the shoulders of the mighty ghost king Xiao Jin two big sleeves waved, the soul and the crying stick one left and right blocked in front of him.

The next moment, Xiao Jin's face suddenly changed, and his body was suddenly lost.

Then the cry and soul-soul were cut into two by this sword.

Immediately afterwards, the shoulder and the whole arm that had been erected by Xiao Jin were cut off by this sword.

The mighty ghost king roared miserably, and the great sound spread like layers of waves in all directions, shaking the whole world.

Xiao Jin's body appeared on the other shoulder of the heavy ghost king, and his face was gloomy.

After Xu Beiyou a sword, stretching out the left hand that has not held the sword to pull the chest chain, first torn the chain from it, and then slowly pulled the residual part from his chest.

The bondage of the soul that left Xu Beiyou seemed to lose all her spirituality in this instant, and it slowly dissipated.

At this moment, Xu Beiyou's physique once again brightened, and the five-day people who Xiao Jin had previously been put on it trembled.

At the same time, the life and death book in Xiao Jin's hand was finally overwhelmed, fragmented and turned into a dark paper crumb.

In this way, Xiao Jin has successively damaged four legal tools such as crying sticks, soul ghosts, life and death books, and soul locks, leaving only the judge pen and Yan Luo Yin.

Xiao Jin's face was no longer more than the previous light-heartedness, and finally showed a little weight.

He had calculated all the previous calculations, dare not say that it is a must-kill bureau, but at least it should be seriously injured Xu Beiyou, how can it become such a situation?

Xiao Jin could not help asking himself.

Is the North really invincible?

Or is it God’s death for me?

Xiao Jin’s voice came from the head of Xu Beiyou, “Wu Wang, do you know that you will die today?”

Xiao Jin suddenly looked up, there was a little undisguised anger, the air machine and smiled: "Xu North Tour, when really think that the king dare not burn with you jade?"

Xu Beiyou said, “If the king of Wei dares, then even if he shoots.”

Xiao Jinshu shouted coldly, no longer said half a word of nonsense, two black gold sleeves a roll, from the sleeves flew out of two faces like a lifelike head, is a man and a woman, looking at the face of about the age, at this time eyes closed, obviously has been dead for a long time.

When he saw this scene, his heart suddenly raised an inconvenient anger.

If he is not mistaken, these two people should be the two ancestors of the sword, is a couple who have been together for many years, according to the generation, is still a generation higher than the Gong Sun Zhongmou and Zhang Xue Yao, is Xu Beiyou's master, the two died in the ten years of deer-deer-by-deer period of time, but later the sword has suffered a heavy setback, unable to take into account the two, the remains of the two are unknown.

But he did not think that his body bones had fallen into the hands of Xiao Jin.

I saw Xiao Jin's palms gently, the flesh and blood on the head melted like spring and snow, leaving only two of Baisensen's skulls, and from the seven tips continued to emerge a blue flame.

Xiao Jin reached out and took another shot, and the two skeletons dragged the raging flame and hit the north quickly.

Although it is the remains of the predecessors, but at this moment, Xu Beiyou will not think about how to be merciless, directly a sword will smash one of the skeleton into a blue Mars, one of which is a grim evil spirit, but this evil spirit is no longer the spirit of the sword fairy, but by the countless ghosts forced to synthesize the "monster", although reluctant and human form, but its semi-transparent body has countless faces.

Xu Beiyou was unrelenting, pointing his hand, but the evil sword that restrained these evil things flew out, drew a red sword, with a whistling sound, like a long wind through the field, stabbed to this evil spirit.

The sword repair in the 18th floor, how big is the killing power of a sword?Even Wufu Zhao Qing did not dare to say that the front of the hard resistance and no harm, although not good at dealing with these ghosts, but at this time Xu North wandering out of the sword, that is, on one side of the small world must also be fragmented, not to mention this ghost?

Slam.

This evil spirit burst into a wandering soul, dissipated in the rolling black air.