Wind and Cloud Xiaoyao Xian

Chapter 668 Kill the Eight Guards

As for Feng Xiaotian, he used the secret of cutting the sky and pushed the white light net around him fiercely. After pushing away the pressure on himself, the white light net on himself suddenly decreased, but the power of the immortals stored in Feng Xiaotian's body was also little left. His footsteps were a little floating, and his body was as big as a mountain. It also shook slightly. Under the condition that most of the fairy spirit in his body was removed, Feng Xiaotian's handsome face had become pale, without any blood. Feng Xiaotian did not even have the confidence to complete the last blow of Xuantian - the secret to destroy the sky!

However, because the first seven moves have been completed in one go, he has involuntarily begun to prepare the last move of the Xuantian secret to destroy the sky. Feng Xiaotian saw that although the white light net was pushed away by himself, it not only did not break, but under the desperate counterattack of the soul eight guards, the white light net actually However, it shrouded the wind and the sky at a faster speed.

Feng Xiaotian himself is also willing to test the final power of this mysterious secret, and at this moment, he still has no understanding of the signs of promotion to the real immortal period. After fighting for so long, he is not willing to fail, and wants to make the last try!

And when Feng Xiaotian was thinking to himself, the soul eight guards had begun to work hard. The white light net quickly shrouded towards Feng Xiaotian. Feng Xiaotian didn't have time to think about it, and roared in a roar: "The secret to destroy the sky!"

As soon as Feng Xiaotian's voice fell, the secret of destroying the sky had been issued. The fairy spirit in his body ran crazily in the meridians and kept converging towards the grass pheasant sword in Feng Xiaotian's hand.

Soon, the last move of this mysterious secret to destroy the sky is extremely huge. The spirit of fairy spirit in the wind celestial body will soon be full, but the trick of destroying the sky has not been fully released. Seeing that the last bit of fairy spirit is about to be sucked away by the sword of the grass pheasant, if the wind is not extremely strong at this moment The strong will supported it bitterly, and I was afraid that even the strength to stand was about to run out. As soon as the bean's sweat slid down his cheeks, it evaporated into white water vapor and flew away. As for the Sakyamuni Tower that covered him, it had already turned into a blue light and flew back to Feng Xiaotian's body due to the lack of fairy power.

Feng Xiaotian's forehead was already blue veins, and he only felt that the sword of the grass pheasant in his hand was like a weight of ten thousand pounds. If it hadn't been half of the secret to destroy the sky, the sword of the grass pheasant had drawn a mysterious track in the air by itself. Feng Xiaotian himself could hardly lift the sword of the grass pheasant!

And the eight guards of the soul manipulating the Tianluo net have quickly covered the top of Feng Xiaotian's head. They not only injected the last fairy spirit into the Tianluo net, but also injected their own strong murderous spirit into the Tianluo net, so that the heavy white light is not only extremely huge. The pressure is even more like an extremely fierce murderous spirit, pointing straight to the spirit of Feng Xiaotian.

Although this Suohun Eightwei is like that Feng Xiaotian, and almost has no strength to stand, looking at the victory, an inexplicable excitement supports Suohun Bawei to make his last efforts and wants to kill Feng Xiaotian on the spot in one fell swoop!

When Wang Xigua saw this scene, he was relieved. At least he was also a master of the later period of Tianxian, and his vision was still relatively old and hot. He had already seen that although the soul eight guards had been exhausted, the wind and small sky was already the end of the strong crossbow. At first sight, he was about to die under the net.

At this critical moment, Feng Xiaotian was no longer impatient. Under this incomparable pressure, a heart was immersed in an ethereal spirit. A trace of enlightenment began to arise in his heart, and the white light net that was constantly pressing towards him seemed to change speed. It has to be extremely slow.

As the last trace of fairy spirit in Feng Xiaotian's body was transmitted into the sword of the grass pheasant, Feng Xiaotian's original crazy rotation in the sea of knowledge, and the 256 Yuanling beads that constantly provided the fairy spirit for Feng Xiaotian finally slowly stopped turning. The white light eyes were about to come, and the grass pheasant in Feng Xiaotian's hand The sword gradually couldn't swing. Feng Xiaotian only felt that he seemed to be trapped in an extremely sticky swamp. His skin was squeezed and hurt by the extremely huge pressure, and golden blood beads penetrated from his skin.

However, Feng Xiaotian let the white light net gradually add to his body, but slowly tasted a trace of understanding that flashed in his heart just now. For fear of being distracted, this rare understanding disappeared.

Seeing this, Suohun Bawei thought that Feng Xiaotian had given up resistance in despair. He was secretly happy at the bottom of his heart. It was also rare that such a strong enemy could be removed. As for Wang Xigua, he was even more happy. If he was not afraid of disturbing the casting of Suohun Bawei, he wanted to cheer loudly.

However, Feng Xiaotian's situation is getting worse and worse. The blood oozing from his skin has soaked his clothes, and his seven orifices have begun to bleed. Even Feng Xiaotian himself feels that this secret of destroying the sky seems to be unfinished. It seems that he has to call for help.

At this time, Feng Xiaotian's skin suddenly produced a trace of coolness. A rich fairy spirit was born from every part of the skin, flowing happily in the almost dry meridians of Feng Xiaotian, making Feng Xiaotian feel comfortable and almost moaning.

It turns out that every cell of Feng Xiaotian's skin stores the spirit of immortality. Although the spirit stored in each cell is insignificant, almost even a small spell can't be completed, but the number is huge. A person has trillions of cells all over his body, which together is an extremely huge number. At that time, these fairy spirits are only stored in Feng Xiaotian's body and slowly change the physique of Feng Xiaotian. Generally, they are not like the fairy spirits in the sea, meridians and Dantian, which can be used by Feng Xiaotian at any time.

But at this time, under the extremely huge pressure from the outside world, the fairy qi in these cells was finally forced out to protect the master, making the fairy qi in the small wind celestial body flow again.

And the grass pheasant sword, which was already close to stagnation, finally injected a new fairy spirit again, and under the urging of these new fairy spirits, the sky-killing secret that almost stopped was running again, and Feng Xiaotian himself, under the support of these fairy spirits, from the original decline to the spirit became energetic again. He got up, his eyes were bright, and he tried his best to promote the completion of the secret of destroying heaven.

Sohun Bawei was already winning. Seeing that this strong enemy who seemed to be in the early stage of the immortals was more powerful than the early stage of the real immortals was about to die, but he never thought that at the last moment, this boy named Feng Xiaotian seemed to have taken some magic medicine, and he suddenly became energetic again. Come on, the strange red fairy sword that was about to stop waved again.

Suohun Bawei knew the power of Feng Xiaotian's sword formula, but it seemed that it was too late to retreat at this time. He could only desperately urge the net to cover Feng Xiaotian's head, hoping to kill Feng Xiaotian when Feng Xiaotian completed the sword formula.

Wang Xigua, who was watching the battle, was already relieved, but now he was worried again. This man was also very cunning. Seeing that Feng Xiaotian seemed to have the upper hand again, he quietly moved his footsteps and went to the hole where Hu Jialiang lay down and prepared to judge the situation. Once the situation is not good, he will slip away. As for the soul The safety of Bawei can't take care of so much at this moment!

It's just that Feng Xiaotian himself never thought that the spirit of the fairy spirit needed for the last move of the Xuantian secret was so huge, and the new fairy spirit in his cell was gradually not available. He was surprised and happy. What was surprising was that he was afraid that the spirit of the immortal spirit was a little insufficient, which made the final achievement of the secret of destroying the sky. That's not good. The more fairy spirits he needs, the more powerful he needs to destroy the sky. After he came to the fairyland, he has not learned the appropriate offensive skills, but he didn't expect that this mysterious secret would have another mysterious secret. The power is doubled when it is used continuously. For a period of time in the future, it will be appropriate. Skills.

At this time, the soul eight guards also knew that Feng Xiaotian was about to use the sword momentum to exert more and more pressure on the world. The fairy spirit in the eight human bodies was squeezed out of the last trace little by little, and it was almost unbearable.

And Feng Xiaotian also felt that the spirit of immortals was gradually lacking, but it was a little better than the situation of the eight guards of the soul, and the secret to destroy the sky was finally about to be completed!

The grass pheasant sword vibrate violently, and red light emerged from the tip of the grass pheasant sword like a spiritual snake, pouring all over the world, making the air full of red light, constantly colliding with the white light net, making a "bang" impact sound, making the originally fragile light net constantly in the red light. Trembling, it was about to burst.

Suohun Bawei's face was like white paper. He wanted to continue to enter the spirit of immortal spirit to maintain the net, but he was already weak. One of them shouted in a panic, "Wang watermelon, don't stand idlely, come and help quickly!"

Wang Xigua couldn't help hesitating when he heard the words. He didn't know whether to come forward to help or turn his head to abscond. For a while, he went in and out of the valley, and the cold sweat on his head was dripping down, and he couldn't decide for a while.

"Watermelon, hurry up!" Seeing that at this critical moment, Wang Xigua was still hesitant. He couldn't help but be furious and hissing!

Wang Xigua suddenly hit a thrill when he heard the words. He understood that the eight guards of the soul were in danger because he called for help. He secretly shouted with shame in his heart. In addition, he could also see that it was difficult for Feng Xiaotian to support it, so he crossed his heart and waved his hand, and suddenly appeared two watermelon-like big in his hand. The hammer is about to jump up.