I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years - 245. 34. Sword Slashing Penalty Days

That’s right, whether it’s the voice of the other party, or the condensed, unobtrusive breath, the giant god Xing Tian clearly remembered it in the depths of his soul.

At the beginning, the other party used this gentle voice to persuade him to come down all afternoon, and then just before the sun set, the hidden edge of his body broke out and beheaded and killed himself.

This terrible breath, not to mention that the opposite is just wearing an indecent ghost mask, even if the opposite is turned to ashes, he can recognize it.

“Unexpectedly you still remember me.”

Bai Qiuran smiled at him:

“Really moved.”

The giant god Xing Tian took a step back subconsciously, and seeing his reaction and hearing the dialogue between him and Bai Qiuran, Xiang Zun also faintly felt something wrong in his heart.

“Since it’s a reunion after hundreds of thousands of years, then stop talking about it.”

Bai Qiuran looked at Xing Tian and raised his hand.

“Let’s fight together.”

Xing Tian flinched for a while, then was furious.

“Do you think I would be afraid of you?! I’m the God of War!”

He lifted the giant axe, spurred by divine power, the terrifying axe blade tore through the wind and clouds, and the unimaginable huge iron block smashed down quickly towards the ant-sized Bai Qiuran.

Seeing Xing Tian’s move, Bai Qiuran pulled Jiang Lan behind him, and then raised a palm.

The axe slashed across the sky, bringing up the wrinkles and fluctuations in the space, and the air currents violently, and the bad teams in the space crevices were blown to each other.

But the axe blade was swung halfway, and it stopped abruptly in the sky.

A huge handprint made of wonderful true Qi blocked the God of War’s great axe halfway, and the energy turbulence triggered by the collision of the two caused ripples on the spatial plane of the Asura Realm.

At the same time, Bai Qiuran also raised his other palm and patted Xingtian across the air.

An alarm sounded frantically in Xing Tian’s heart, he hurriedly turned sideways, and at the same time greeted him with the big shield in his other hand.

boom!

There was a clear cracking sound, with a faint echo, as if someone had slammed into the big clock.

A large amount of blood burst out of Xing Tian’s body. As the explosion smoke attached to the surface of his shield dissipated, a huge palm print appeared on it. This palm print penetrated the shield, and Xing Tian was clearly distorted into a strange shape behind the shield. Arm.

But he is still alive, and still has the strength to fight.

After a confrontation, everyone who watched the battle was silent, and the ghosts in the space rift were frightened by the mighty power of the future master, and the currently standing opposite Anaconda did not dare to say anything.

“You have become stronger.”

Bai Qiuran retracted his hands and smiled at him:

“That’s how I broke your head back then.”

Xing Tian’s chest was panting violently, and with his breathing, the blood shot from all over his body was also slowly returning, and even his arm that was twisted by the huge force was emitting a toothpaste. After the sound of bone rubbing, it slowly grew back to its original shape.

“Don’t think that the gods will not become stronger.”

Xing Tian shouted silently.

“Then please take my second move.”

Bai Qiuran turned over, and an unremarkable iron sword appeared in his hand.

In order to prevent unrelated persons from discovering his true identity, he did not use the Zhan Ran Qiushui that Jiang Lan gave him, but took out the unused reserve weapons from the storage bag.

Pulling out the long sword and throwing away the scabbard, Bai Qiuran raised the long sword flat, and a white flame slowly ignited on the blade that was shining with cold light.

The flames gradually spread until the entire blade was entangled with a thin layer of flame, Bai Qiuran raised the sword and slashed it straight towards Xing Tian.

The white flame on the blade was as if thrown out by him, separated from the sword, elongated into a white line of fire, and then turned into a crescent-shaped flame slash, and went straight to Xing Tian’s face.

Xing Tian didn’t dare to be careless. His body was huge and it was not easy to dodge, but he still tried his best to twist his body to avoid being on the trajectory of the direct attack of Bai Qiuran’s slash. The giant axe slashed horizontally towards that slash.

However, as soon as the blade of the axe touched the slash, the slash suddenly expanded like a bomb, and this energy burst out of the terrible power hidden in it, turning into countless blazing white flames. The slash formed a trail of countless swordsmanship, exploded all at once, passed through Xingtian’s axe blade, shield and body, and then exploded and dissipated.

Xing Tian’s movements stopped and his body froze in place.

Three seconds later, a line of blood began to appear from his shoulder to the upper body of his flanks, and it gradually expanded, forming a wound. His upper body began to slowly slide down along the wound, separated from the lower body, and was falling. In the process, more blood lines appeared on his body.

Afterwards, a large area of blood spewed out, Xing Tian’s weapons, shields, and entire body, all like collapsed building blocks, turned into fragments, and fell into the black space after the disappearance of the Asura realm.

His flesh and blood flowed out, blood gradually filled this bottomless gully, and the fragments of his body became a floating island in this sea of blood.

The blood from his upper body sputtered out, and a pouring rain of blood fell in the sky, falling on the sea of blood, causing the sea level of the sea of blood to rise rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Lan took out a purple paper umbrella, opened it, and blocked the blood rain from the sky for herself and Bai Qiuran, but her height is too low for Bai Qiuran now, even if she stands on tiptoe, the edge of the umbrella is still Only to reach Bai Qiuran’s chin.

Upon seeing this, Bai Qiuran shrank his body and changed back to his original shape. He turned around, took off his battle armor, and then put on a set of black clothes in the light of the true essence.

Then, he took the umbrella from Jiang Lan, stood side by side with her, and looked up at the shocked Anaconda in the sky.

After seeing Xing Tian’s corpse, this Xianzun didn’t seem to have recovered his soul. He stared at the sea of blood under his feet blankly, and he didn’t even feel that he was soaked in blood.

“stop looking.”

Bai Qiuran shouted at him:

“It’s dead already.”

Anaconda returned to his senses, raised his head to look at him, opened his mouth and prepared to say something, but Bai Qiuran had already reached out and grabbed him.

The infinite zhenqi penetrated the rain of blood, pinched Anzun in his hand, and shook slightly, and the two-way reincarnation immortal fainted without resistance.

“Too lazy to talk nonsense with him.”

Bai Qiuran raised his head to look at the bad guys in the rift in the space.

“Grab him, take him back and send it down again.”

“Yes.”

The middle-aged Xianzun, who should be the bone statue, nodded, and then he stretched out his hand, and countless white bones flew out of his sleeves, forming a set of shackles and cages, combining the limbs of the anaconda and all the important things. All the holes were locked, and then he retracted into his sleeve.

“Then it’s this mess.”

Bai Qiuran looked at the sea of blood under his feet and sighed:

“The ground is gone, how can this be done.”

Jiang Lan looked at it, blinked, and then said:

“Qiu Ran, leave this to me.”