There was a flash of madness in his eyes, and just when Liu Xun was about to make a desperate attempt, Bei Li suddenly descended from mid-air and appeared behind him.
As soon as Bei Li landed, Liu Xun felt a huge tiger roar. A white tiger shadow about tens of meters long stood in the air, domineering and majestic. Bei Li also stared ahead with wide eyes, with an aura of being a king who no one else could be.
As the white tiger phantom appeared, the long sword that had been attacking Liu Xun also stopped attacking. A faint laugh came out, saying: "Beili, I can't believe that you, who used to be a member of the royal family, would actually do such a shameful thing."
After the words fell, Wu Hao looked slightly stunned. Royal family? Does Beili have any relationship with the royal family? No wonder, the white tiger phantom just now should be the ancient vision of the white tiger roaring at the sky evolved from the ancient vision of the four images sealing all things, right? Recalling the vision problem that Qilin Ci had told him, Liu Xun pondered in his heart.
At this time, he had turned around, and when he saw the man behind him, his face changed slightly. It turned out that the man was the monk with two swords on his back. Bei Li did not answer his question, but just said calmly: "Canjian, stop it. Tens of thousands of lives, are you really not moved?"
The monk called Canjian smiled and said softly: "People die for money, birds die for food! Everyone serves his own master, why are you talking so much nonsense, let's fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Canjian pulled out another long sword behind him. When the two long swords were out, Canjian's whole aura seemed to be different. Now, he was sharp and powerful, like a peerless divine weapon that could easily pierce anyone's body.
When Canjian's sword was unsheathed, Beili's face became extremely solemn, and he said to Liu Xun in a deep voice: "Brother Liu, don't hold back anymore. There is a difference in quality and quantity between him with a single sword and him with two swords."
Liu Xun nodded upon hearing this. Even if Bei Li didn't say it, he knew about it, and he had already done it. He didn't know when his pupils had turned one black and one white, which made him look particularly weird, especially in the dark night.
At this time, the fighting between the monks of both sides has reached a fever pitch. The monk of the other side was momentarily distracted, but how high is the monk's ability to respond? At the cost of dozens of monks' deaths, they finally figured out the situation, but due to the difference in the number of monks on both sides, the current situation of the battle has been reversed.
Fighting is the instinct of living things. Killing another existence allows oneself to survive! This is a memory and thought that all things will never lose.
Various divine lights flickered in the air, and waves of heaven and earth essences raged in all directions. Among them, one could vaguely see broken limbs, red and smelly blood, and screams that were covered by the wind...
Liu Xun was fighting with Canjian together with Beili at this time. It must be said that Canjian was worthy of being the best master in this town. Even if Liu Xun, who used the power of Yin and Yang, and Beili, who used the white tiger vision, joined forces, they could not suppress him. While Liu Xun was shocked, he was still guessing Canjian's identity.
"Roar!..." Bei Li glanced at the battle situation and knew that this was not the time to escape. His eyes flashed and his right hand suddenly raised up. As Bei Li's right hand was raised, a white tiger shadow appeared behind him again. The white tiger roared towards the sky and raised its front paws, like a hill, and slapped down towards the broken sword with a muffled sound.
"Isn't this a vision?" Liu Xun looked at the phantom of the white tiger in the air indifferently, with a gleam of light in his eyes. He had discovered that Beili's white tiger phantom was not a vision at all, but most likely a kind of magical power.
Although his mind was full of thoughts, his hands were not idle. He raised the Qilin Spear in his hand, and a sword rainbow of dozens of meters long, formed by the gathering of essence, appeared. The sword rainbow was mixed with traces of yin and yang power, revealing a heart-pounding breath of destruction.
When Jianhong appeared, Canjian's eyes suddenly became sharp. He glanced at Liu Xun and said, "It was you who sent out that murderous intent. But today, you will die here!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Xun and Bei Li snorted coldly at the same time, and without hesitation, they pressed down on the broken sword with their sword rainbows and mountain-like tiger claws. The aftermath alone completely destroyed the surrounding broken walls.
However, there was no sign of relaxation in Liu Xun and Bei Li's eyes, only solemnity...
Liu Xun's sword light cut through the void, like a falling meteor, and smashed heavily into the broken sword!
At the same time, the white tiger phantom in front of Bei Li roared to the sky, and its front paws tore cracks in the space, like a mountain pressing down on the top of the head, and it rushed towards the broken sword.
"Boom!..."
There was a loud noise, and the sword pierced through the rock and the temple. Countless pieces of stone were scattered, and dust and fog were everywhere! The front paws of the white tiger phantom directly flattened the temple. In an instant, the whole town was like an earthquake.
"Bei Li, you should know what my magical power is! If you leave now, I can spare your life!" After the dust settled, the broken sword stood still, unharmed.
At this time, Liu Xun and Bei Li looked at each other, and the caution in their eyes became more serious. He knew that although Canjian was also a cultivator of the sixth level of the Robbery Earth, he was not comparable to the foreign cultivator before. This was a master!
Bei Li took a deep breath, smiled and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Now that we have come to this point, any more words will just be nonsense."
At this point, Bei Li whispered to Liu Xun: "Be careful, his magical power is very strange. It can be said that the sword is him and he is the sword, one cannot tell the difference between them!"
Liu Xun nodded when he heard this, and then asked in confusion: "How do you know him so well? It shouldn't be just a simple encounter before, right?"
Bei Li nodded, then sighed and said, "At this point, there is no need to hide it from Brother Liu. My ancestors and Canjian's ancestors can be said to be old friends, and they are from the same family in ancient times!"
"But now these are not important. What is important is that Canjian is a descendant of the Sword Clan. Everyone in the Sword Clan has different magical powers, all of which are extremely strange. The magical powers of this race were once known as invincible! Brother Liu, be careful."
Liu Xun was not surprised when he heard this, but laughed. Supernatural power? Invincible existence? How is this possible? There are invincible people in this world, but there are absolutely no invincible supernatural powers, visions, and skills.
"Sword Clan? Are they strong?" Liu Xun glanced at Beili, smiled calmly, and then said: "Beili, go and kill that dog city lord. I will take care of this man." (To be continued)