The two sides themselves have a gap in cultivation, and Xisuo has magical weapons and powerful weapons. It is incredible that Ban Ming can survive until now.

At this time, Xisu, who had killed Ban Ming's sword, seemed to vent some resentment in his heart, his eyes calmed a lot, and his eyes looked at Ban Ming with a strange look: "There is actually a fluctuation of artistic conception on your body that is exactly the same as mine. This is definitely not a coincidence. There is only one explanation. The thing you have can copy or simulate the artistic conception power I have into your body? I am really curious, what exactly is the thing you have?"

Ban Ming remained silent. His face was pale. His only left hand was trembling slightly, and his whole palm became incomplete. If you look closely, you can see that his palm was like a rock weathered, and fine powder kept floating away-

This is the power of Xisuo's artistic conception still plays a role, but because the same artistic conception force simulated by Ban Ming cancels out each other, this damage has become many times slower and weaker.

"The artistic conception of Xisuo evolved into the rules related to "sharp" and "separation"..." Ban Ming silently concluded in his heart.

As long as it is thin and sharp enough, even a piece of paper can cut the flesh.

This also explains why, earlier, Xisuo waved his hand and the wind blade created could cut through the body of the top-grade Heavenly Powerful Man in the Eastern Federal Government.

It is actually not the real wind, but the extremely thin energy blade after compression. After being integrated into the artistic conception, it becomes like a magic weapon.

"Are you still unwilling to say it? But with your current situation, you are almost at the limit, since that's the case..."

Xisuo's expression was faint. When he stepped on his feet, his figure rushed towards Ban Ming like lightning. Wherever the sharp blade of the cracked sword passed in his hand, a crack appeared in the space.

In just two blinks, he came to Ban Ming's approach, with a cold and fierce light bursting out in his eyes, and a crazy smile on his face: "I'll take you on the way!"

He held the hilt of the sword tightly in his right hand, and stabbed it out with a sword!

It's just swordsmanship, but the power of blessing is many times more fierce than that of space cannons.

Ban Ming's eyes showed fear, despair and unwillingness.

"Yes, that's the look!"

Xisuo was extremely happy in his heart. What he liked to appreciate the most was the despair before his death.

Scream!

Without any obstacles or resistance, the sword body of the Rising Sword easily pierced into Ban Ming's body.

There was shock in Xisuo's eyes.

Not only because it was too easy, but also because although the entire sword body of the Rifting Sword had pierced into Ban Ming's body, no bloody sword body appeared from Ban Ming's back.

It was even more because he felt that the power he blessed on the Slit Sword had already poured out, but the scene of the person in front of him who should have appeared did not appear!

All power sinks into the sea.

"How could it be-"

Xisuo stared at Ban Ming who was so close to him. Even though he had seen too many strange and bizarre things, he could not figure out how this happened.

This makes no sense at all!

At this moment, the horror, despair and unwillingness in Ban Ming's eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by indifference as if it was a thousand-year-old glacier.

In the almost broken right palm, a silver bowl appeared at some point!

Then, his face became fierce and ferocious.

He had been planning for a long time and took out the last bit of power in his body. His entire right hand was shining with lightning. Almost in an instant, with a speed like lightning, he held the bowl hard on Xisuo's head!

This power is so huge that Ban Ming's already fragile right palm shattered and scattered into many small pieces!

Then, Xisuo's entire head disappeared.

Not only did the head disappear, but the Nascent Soul also disappeared.

Only a wisp of smoke dispersed.

Xisuo's body quickly lost its vitality and slowly floated to the side as stiffly as space garbage.

After descending to the solar system, this alien monster, who always showed his arrogant and terrifying strength, finally died.

Dead under a silver bowl containing many sons of gods.

At the mouth of this silver bowl, there is an invisible but destructive film.

To be precise, it should also be a kind of "artistic conception". Compared with the "artistic conception of Xisuo," which is terrifying, anything that touches this film of artistic conception will turn into blue smoke in a blink of an eye.

This is Ban Ming's killer move in the end.

If even this killer move can't help him turn the tables, except to summon Yang Yaren who doesn't know if it will appear, then he will be dead.

"Ahhhhhh--"

Ban Ming roared silently and violently, and violent spiritual fluctuations kept roaring, which was almost shattering the space.

Tears couldn't help but flow out in his red eyes.

Just because this battle was really too difficult and too tragic, it can be said that all his methods have been exhausted.

Among them, even include...

The Little World of Gods!

Until his death, Xisuo was filled with confusion and did not understand why he had to kill a sword and stabbed it in the air.

What he didn't know was that when he stabbed the Sky-Splitting Sword into Ban Ming's body, a space channel appeared in the distant galaxy outside the distant galaxy, to be precise, the small world of the Gods, a space channel appeared in the sky of an unmanned land.

Immediately, a long sword came out from it—

boom!

At this time, it was night in the small world of the Gods. However, at this moment, the radius of more than 200 kilometers was as bright as day, and the waves filled with destructive aura were transmitted, making many powerful people in the small world of the Gods, including Mahadaozun, shocked!

The space within a radius of hundreds of miles was violently distorted, but it was not broken.

This is because it is suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth unique to the small world of the Gods, otherwise it will cause a more terrifying scene.

Even so, Mahadaozun and others were still surprised and suspicious. Such power made them think that the Holy Mother of the Demon Clan had been resurrected.

"What a terrifying sword energy!"

"What a terrible artistic conception!"

When they felt that the sword edge had disappeared and everything had returned to peace. It seemed that nothing had happened, except for a sword mark that stretched for more than ten kilometers and thousands of miles on the ground!

The key to this incredible thing is the Tai Chi diagram!

Not long ago, Ban Ming integrated the body of the Tai Chi diagram and the spirit of the soul, thus completely controlling this treasure.

To some extent, the Yin diagram of the Tai Chi diagram is the most critical key to entering and leaving the small world of Fengshen.

At that time, if it weren't for the Yin Map, Ban Ming wouldn't have sent all the demon races and humans in the solar system out of the small world of the Gods.

Now, although Ban Ming is extremely far away from the Beast King Star, he, who has completely controlled the Tai Chi diagram, still activated the Tai Chi diagram and opened a temporary domain channel-

That's right, when Xisuo stabbed the Rising Sword into Ban Ming's body, Ban Ming opened such a passage in his body and sent the Rising Sword directly to the small world of the Gods.

The terrifying power contained in the Strip Sword has also poured into the small world of the Gods.

Xisuo is powerful, and the Sky Sword is powerful, but none of them are powerful enough to destroy a world.

Therefore, Xisuo's killing sword eventually sank to the sea.

However, to Ban Ming, doing this kind of thing is not completely costless...

In space, Ban Ming roared silently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and nose.

At this moment, the Rising Sword was grabbed by one hand and pulled out of Ban Ming's chest.

Ban Ming's two hands, one of the hands was completely shattered by the Black Sky Thunder, and the other hand was broken when he just grabbed the silver bowl and buckled Xisuo's head.

Even if his recovery ability is incredible, he can't grow his hands back in such a short time.

So, this is not Ban Ming's hand.

The master of his hand looked at Likong Jian with interest, and then he had already put the Likong Jian into his materialized spiritual world.

Then, she reached out and grabbed a black banner that had just appeared out of thin air next to Xisuo's body.

Then, Xisuo's clothes were also stripped off.

Therefore, all the three supreme magic weapons of Xisuo changed hands.

Ban Ming, who was covered in blood, could only stare at all.

"What do you think? These things are mine." The girl who took away three supreme magic weapons had a natural expression.

Ban Ming's eyes showed a hint of tenderness and helplessness.

Although he knew that the clone of the Mythology Gate was standing in front of him, not the real Yang Yaren, Ban Ming was still not angry with her.

Maybe it's because I have only less than ten days left?

——Although Ban Ming has always worked hard to make himself live longer since he knew he was the Nine Yin Pier, he has never had a single time left with such a sparse life span.

Less than ten days, to be precise, seven days.

During the extremely tragic battle with Xisuo, Ban Ming used the incredible deduction ability of Tai Chi diagram to replicate this artistic power in order to resist Xisuo's artistic conception power, just like the clone Taiyi sword force.

Use his spear to attack his shield.

This is why Ban Ming truly became the master of the Tai Chi diagram. Otherwise, no matter how hard the Tai Chi diagram is, it would be impossible to achieve this level.

However, even though Ban Ming had completely controlled the Tai Chi diagram and performed this level of deduction, he still consumed his only small life span every minute and every second.

Therefore, in the last move, Ban Ming slammed the silver bowl on Xisuo's head while shattering his right hand, which was actually intentional, otherwise he would have to continue to be troubled by the power of artistic conception and exhaust all the remaining life span.
Chapter completed!