Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

The battle started silently and reached a climax in an instant.

Nian Ranran's whole body is filled with flames. Although he is young, he possesses the inheritance of the cave and his strength cannot be underestimated.

The evil young man Gou Twenty-nine is certainly not a simple person, and he even keeps stirring up whirlwinds to fuel the fire.

Compared to the teenage Nian Ranran, the dog twenty-nine who plays with fire is more like a child.

Another battlefield.

This was not the first time that Nan Xiao had fought against a strong person from the other side of the realm, and the winning rate was not even low.

But at this time she felt a little stressed.

Huzi's divine power and physique are so powerful that even his eyesight technique can't detect any flaws.

"boom!--"

"Bang bang!——"

"Bang bang bang!—"

The tiger ran forward with long strides, showing the courage of a tiger coming out of the mountain.

His bare hands were like sharp blades, and the wind he brought up contained an edge, approaching Nan Xiao's front door.

The power was so great that the wind blocked the surrounding areas, causing Nan Xiao to fall into the mud.

This kind of restraint is much more overbearing than the weird force field used in the Luohe Mysterious Sutra practiced by Cao Changxue in Qingya Blessed Land.

Nan Xiao raised his head, a few drops of sweat dripping down his forehead, and the pressure came from the outside in.

He stepped on the antelope horns in Zong Shen's Seven Steps, tossing and turning in the square inch, and finally broke through the confinement before Hu Zi's fists arrived.

Without guessing, it can be seen that Huzi has practiced martial arts in the mortal world and, like Nan Xiao, has entered the Tao through martial arts.

The punch struck again. This time, Huzi's punch, in addition to strong wind, also contained blood.

There is a faint light of fire that burns people's hearts.

The mountains and rivers in Nanxiao's eyes turned sharply, the Qingling Meridian transformed into the hot fire, and both fists were also ignited with flames.

At the same time, Jin Gerui Mingzhan was focused on his fists. Nan Xiao suddenly raised his arms and collided with Hu Zi's fists.

For a moment, four fists collided.

"Hahaha, this is the first time I see someone competing with me, okay! Come again!"

When Hu Zi saw that Nan Xiao could withstand his full blow without retreating, he instantly became happy and kept saying joy.

He didn't use his mighty divine power to overwhelm people, but only used his physical strength to punch.

In an instant, another hundred moves were made.

The punches were almost to the flesh, and blood was spilled from time to time.

Nan Xiao did not dare to be careless at all. Without the double increase of divine power and Jin Ge Ruiming Slash, she would have been defeated long ago.

What's more, Hu Zi is already tall, and Nan Xiao has to raise his arms to resist every time, which is already difficult.

If he continues like this, I'm afraid he will be in trouble.

After gritting his teeth and holding on for a moment, a rainbow appeared under Nan Xiao's feet, and the eight saint-killing methods specially created for killing were not triggered.

A dim divine pattern climbed to the back of Huzi's neck when he laughed heartily.

The antelope hangs its horns again!

Move yourself!

The wild laughter stopped abruptly.

Huzi felt a weight on his shoulders, and there was a sharp cold light on his temples.

A tremor deep in his soul made Huzi unable to laugh anymore.

Even if he has natural divine power, even if he has cultivated on the other side and has been reborn once, his life points are still fragile compared to his fists.

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Just when Nan Xiao and Hu Zi were about to decide the winner, another battlefield was much hotter.

"One-eyed dragon, what are you doing! You only know how to hide and hide. What kind of man are you!"

Nian Ran's body is like a torch, and every divine mark he uses is filled with flaming light.

But it's a pity that Gou Twenty-Nine seems to have greased his feet.

The fire is getting stronger and stronger, but the evil boy who plays with fire is safe and sound.

Seeing that his attack was ineffective, Nian Ranran roared angrily and his divine patterns became more powerful.

Then, she held up a sapphire fan and waved it vigorously.

Wind and fire intertwined, covering the sky and the sun.

This time, Dog Twenty-Nine no longer has a place to stay.

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"An angry bullfight!"

When his life hangs on a thread, Hu Zi is both rough and thin, and relies on his instincts to display a secret skill to save his life.

A stream of hot and passionate blood rushed out from his head, blowing away Nan Xiao's invincible killing nail.

Nan Xiao hurriedly took steps like a carp jumping across the ice, dodging the wave of bloody ax blades.   Immediately afterwards, there were changes in the blood and Qi.

A huge beast with huge horns leaped out of the blood that reached the sky.

The two horns form a semicircle, with golden light condensing between them.

In the blink of an eye, nine sharp rays of light rushed towards Nan Xiao, the cold light shimmering like a plow for plowing the land.

The horns are like plows, and the golden light turns into blades, which are sharp and sharp.

The plow blades are extremely fast, and although there are only nine blades, they are densely packed.

"Miso miso miso——"

As a last resort, Nan Xiao took the initiative to expand the battlefield to take advantage of the opportunity.

The plow blades all over the sky followed closely, the cold light was sharp, cutting iron like mud, and many tall trees were cut into several sections.

Originally, there were some demonic beasts with good cultivation in the jungle, but unfortunately they were not very intelligent and did not avoid them immediately. As a result, they became the fish in the pond and died on the spot.

Seeing that it was difficult to win here, Nan Xiao looked back and found that the battlefield where Nian Ranran was located was not optimistic either.

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Although Gou Twenty-nine is only in the Shenqiao realm, his movement skills are very smooth, and he is three points more agile than Nan Xiao's Zongshen Seven Steps.

Different from the fierceness of Huzi, Dog Twenty-nine is like a paper kite, but without a rope.

So much so that the evil boy dances in the flames and flies high in the heat.

At this moment, Dog Twenty-Nine seemed to be an elf in the wind, blowing across the burning hills.

If Nian Ranran hadn't cultivated in the other side realm and had already used the extraordinary power of the jade fan, he would have been dragged down by the dog twenty-nine in the Shenqiao realm.

"One-eyed dragon, if you have the ability, don't run away! Let's fight head-on!"

Nian Ranran was short of breath, and his heart was attacked by weak fire, which caused him to be injured instead.

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Seeing this, Nan Xiao was a little anxious.

Nian Ranran, who was born in Zhujudongtian, is indeed a bit arrogant, but he is still sincere to himself.

If Nian Ranran hadn't been worried about Nan Xiao's breakthrough failure, he would never have easily set foot in Nanling.

Although Nan Xiao didn't say much on the surface, she actually regarded Nian Ranran as her younger sister.

Now, she could never just watch her sister get hurt, let alone let her die.

Nan Xiao didn't want to experience life and death separation again.

Grain rain is falling, and clouds are steaming among the colorful lights.

The plow blades all over the sky had lost their direction and were still colliding with each other in mid-air.

Nan Xiao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Huzi's power lies in the richness of his divine power and the strength of his body, but his control over his divine power is very rough.

This is the opportunity!

The Qing Ling Jue and the Breath Condensing Technique were turned together.

In the steaming clouds, Nan Xiao is no longer visible.

Just when Huzi was at a loss and wanted to use the wind to blow away the fog, another dim divine pattern fell on his right shoulder.

Hu Zi, who had already been fooled once, made a decisive decision and shot his left fist straight into the void on his right shoulder.

But Nan Xiao was one step ahead. Instead of carrying herself, she picked up Sikong's long sword and stabbed Huzi's left chest diagonally from bottom to top.

Perhaps one of the reasons why Huzi was named Huzi is that his instinct for life and death is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Now that the left fist has been thrown out, it is too late to retreat, so use the right hand to catch the moon to cover it with cold light.

"Clang!"

Sikong's sword was knocked down.

Everything is being calculated!

Nan Xiao didn't panic at all, her feet glowed and she stepped out of the living door.

She is as light as a swallow, shaped like a cocoon silk flower, clinging to Hu Zi's lower back.

Huzi has a solid foundation in martial arts, and his subconscious defensive movements are not clumsy.

He was about to take his hands back, but it was too late.

The cocoon-silk image of the Eight Methods of Killing Saints is to use softness to overcome hardness.

In addition, the killing nail is the stamen of this cocoon silk flower, which makes it even more indestructible.

The moment they were secretly bound, it seemed as if a butcher had swung his ax and dug a long nail into Huzi's left back.

If Nan Xiao hadn't restrained his strength slightly, the killing nail would have definitely penetrated Hu Zi's heart.

Death is close at hand.

Huzi, who was angry at the bullfight just now, was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.

The blood slumped and fell, the plow blades rusted and fell to the ground, and the giant bulls howled and turned into powder.