The sorcerers of the Star Picking Pavilion who surrounded Li Xiaobai widened their eyes. The guy who broke into the sect actually closed his eyes and hooked his hands freely, just like playing a musical instrument, and shot each firebird that was enough to turn an adult man into ashes.

Even the wind blades that slashed over later are still no exception. Those powerful spells cannot escape the fate of being defeated as soon as they get closer.

The ground trembled violently, and spikes suddenly rushed upwards, and Li Xiaobai quickly approached the center from the outside to the inside.

Xiaobai did not dodge or dodge, and stomped his feet on the spot, and the approaching thorn collapsed and turned back to the original mud and stone.

The seven "Xuanxing" flying swords did not stop, and they swept the nearby magicians of the Star-Zhaiting Pavilion, screaming one after another.

"stop!"

Fang Xin, the head of Zhaixing Pavilion who was faintly confronting the green dragon in the sky, suddenly shouted loudly.

The sect disciples were slaughtered, which had caused Zhaixing Pavilion to hurt his muscles and bones, making him even more painful.

Whether it was spells or flying sword attacks, they stopped immediately. The sorcerers of the Star Picking Pavilion quickly flew back, with still horror and fear in their eyes. The other party came to the door alone, but they were not at all inferior.

Seven "Xuanxing" flying swords circled around Li Xiaobai quickly, protecting the water without leaking.

Li Xiaobai opened his eyes again and looked at the shocked and angry Lord of Zhaixing Pavilion. Although both sides stopped temporarily, it seemed that one side of Zhaixing Pavilion had a precious opportunity, he was the one who really took advantage. As time went by, the spiritual energy and true energy consumed were quickly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The martial arts techniques and art methods controlled by Chaos Green Lotus in his mind were gradually condensing the true energy and spiritual energy at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

In terms of protracted war, Li Xiaobai's sustainable and conventional combat power is even less than that of the martial arts powerhouses in Guiyuan realm and the martial arts powerhouses in Quanzhen realm.

Fang Xin, the head of Zhaixing Pavilion, felt that the battle was completely inexplicable. The other party rushed in and killed more than a dozen of his disciples. He suppressed his anger and asked, "Who are you? Why are you an enemy of me Zhaixing Pavilion?"

Although the disciples in the Spiritual Realm and the First Aware Realm were weak in cultivation and were the foundation of Zhaixing Pavilion, most of them were killed like slaughtering chickens and dogs. Thirty martial slaves were even hit by lightning and thunderbolts from the sky, and they were wiped out on the ground, and most of them were gone. Only a few were still breathing.

"What will you say before your death? Let me explain it quickly!"

Li Xiaobai was not interested in making the other party look like a wise ghost, and raised his sword and pointed it at the Lord of Zhaixing Pavilion.

Today! Zhaixing Pavilion will be destroyed!

"Bold! Seeking death!"

The two elders of Zhaixing Pavilion joined forces and pinched the spell to release the prepared spell.

A fire dragon and a wind dragon attacked Li Xiaobai together.

The two vivid dragon-shaped spells emitted violent spiritual fluctuations, and the disciples of Zhaixing Pavilion around them showed joy on their faces. The elders of the Condensing Realm both took action. The murderous man who broke into the sect and killed his fellow brothers would undoubtedly die.

However, Xiaobai did not move at all, and still kept his sword fingers, neither dodging nor dodging.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy, and it was twisted and twisted together. The strong wind and fire with amplitude increased power were like waves slapped on the reefs on the shore. The former fell apart on the spot, while the latter remained motionless.

How is that possible?

The people of Zhaixing Pavilion present all widened their eyes. They could not believe what they saw. The combined attack spell released by the two elders could not shake the fierce man at all. The man stood there without any injury, not even moving.

"Miyue!"

Li Xiaobai shouted softly!

A white lightning flashed out at the front of the sword pointing, and suddenly split into two waves several feet away, shooting directly towards the two elders of the Condensation Realm on the left and right side of Fang Xin, the head of the Zhaixing Pavilion.

"careful!"

The other two elders who did not release the spells released the flying sword at the same time. One of them even threw out a lithographed magic weapon that emitted a faint yellow light, bringing a faint thunder sound during the flight.

The moment the white lightning split, Li Xiaobai knew what the effect of the "Miyue" sword light in the eighth lotus petal was.

An indistinguishable exchange of virtual and real!

Fang Xin, the head of Zhaixing Pavilion, waved his sleeves, and a light green spiritual shield appeared in front of him. In an instant, he protected himself and the two elders around him at the same time. The flying sword floating in front of him faced the white lightning bolt on the right.

He could not use his heart as much as Li Xiaobai, so he could only barely protect the right side of his habit.

The left is real and the right is virtual!

Li Xiaobai raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a strange sneer.

The flower in the mirror and the moon in the water are called "Miyue". The switching between virtual and real moves completely with your heart. The next time the lotus petals are filled with spiritual light will be twelve hours later. The sword light contained in each newly opened lotus petal is basically once a day. In addition, the time of spiritual light has been bloomed before, and the time of spiritual light has been reduced. Li Xiaobai can release more than ten sword lights with the help of the Chaos Green Lotus. This is also the greatest confidence that he has to carry Qingyao, one person and one demon, can destroy the Zhaixing Pavilion.

The elder of the Condensing Realm on the left side of Fang Xin didn't even have time to scream. The two layers of spiritual shields released by him and the Pavilion Master were instantly penetrated. White lightning penetrated into his chest and collapsed to the ground without saying a word.

The flying sword that was facing the attack seemed to hit a shadow, and the white lightning shot to the right was like a blur, dissipating in the air.

In the blink of an eye, only four of the five womb-condensing magicians in the Zhaixing Pavilion were left, and the sarcasm on Li Xiaobai's face became increasingly intense.

The green dragon in the sky twisted its body and lightning slashed down again. This time, it was no longer those martial slaves who had been wiped out, but those who had low cultivation and first-level magicians.

Every lightning strikes hard, a scream will sound. Even with a spiritual shield, it cannot withstand the violent lightning.

"Elder Yang!"

Fang Xin, the head of Zhaixing Pavilion, turned his head and was furious immediately. Elder Yang Guchen on his right side had no sound at all.

He did not expect that the other party's methods were so strange that he actually killed an elder in front of him.

"Master, this kid is amazing! You can't confront each other head-on."

When the elders who were both in the womb-condensing realm could not even hold on for a turn in the other party's hands, the other three elders felt secretly afraid.

"Xihe!"

Li Xiaobai's voice sounded like a soul-chasing death. This was the second time he used the "Xihe" sword light that day.
Chapter completed!