The red flames jumped in the middle of the crowd, the fireworks were dazzling, sometimes like a phoenix breaking through the clouds, sometimes like a layer of fiery red twilight scattered around, sometimes like the last ray of sunlight shining on the earth like a flickering sunset, condensed in the air for a long time, what remained unchanged was that the scorching breath was still rising...

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, the surrounding temperature instantly cooled down, and a cold chill spread out from the center of the flame, and the people around couldn't help but shiver, the red flame shook violently, suspected of fear, and quickly turned into a huge fire dragon and quickly rushed back, instantly submerged into the Tianyang Sword, and the red light on the sword suddenly dimmed a lot.

The old man in white was shocked, only to see a slippery figure in the center of everyone, holding a bright white sword in his left hand and a milky white stone in his right hand that was overflowing with cold air, it was Zhuo Ren who should have been cremated to ashes by Tianyang.

The face of the old man in white changed drastically, and he slanted across the Tianyang Sword, and bursts of Xuan Power surged out. In a moment, a breeze blew, and everyone felt that the hair that was blown up was frozen in mid-air, and their breathing couldn't help but slow down and half inhale, the leaves around them stopped swinging, the air seemed to be still for an instant, and the Tianyang Sword turned into a streamer, stabbing at Zhuo Ren with a terrifying power of imprisonment.

Feeling the familiar fluctuation of the Xuan power, a trace of panic flashed on Zhuo Ren's face, who had just died once. He quickly thought in his heart: "This is the fluctuation of sealing the sky in the sword sealing technique, if you are imprisoned by the old man's sword, the life you just picked up will have to be explained here." ”

Scanning the situation in the body, although the realm was still in the late stage of Huang Xuan, the red Xuan Qi jumped up, filling every corner of the body, bursting out with a raging battle intent, and an unprecedented energy gathered from every corner of the body.

Zhuo Ren's eyes lit up, his mind moved slightly, and the red Xuan Power was pulled out from the sea of qi, body, flesh and blood, and quickly submerged into the Phantom Yang Sword.

With the injection of red Xuan Qi, the bright white sword body of the Phantom Yang Sword gradually turned red, first light red, then crimson, and finally froze in the dark red, the Phantom Sun Sword conjured countless dark red sword shadows, firmly locked around Zhuo Ren, forming a dark red sword shadow shield. At the same time, there was a whining sound in the sky, sharp and piercing, confusing and endless.

Zhuo Ren paused slightly, and took out the Cold Heaven Divine Stone in his arms again.

"Phew..."

There was a slight sound in the sky, and the Tianyang Sword sank into the red sword shadow.

Faint light, dark red sword shadow, cold air suddenly, accompanied by an embattled melody.

"Click"

Suddenly, a slight sound reached the ears of everyone around.

I saw that the Tianyang Sword that had not been submerged in the red sword shadow did not imprison Zhuo Ren's surroundings, and the red sword shadow in the sky quickly rotated. The fiery red Tianyang Sword was instantly covered with cracks, which lasted for a moment, making a cracking sound.

"Bang"

The Tianyang Sword finally couldn't bear it anymore and shattered.

No one noticed, a fiery red flame quietly passed away from the fragments, and then, a dark red light flew out of the red sword shadow and quickly followed.

"No, it can't be, no..."

Feeling the connection with the Tianyang Sword in his mind dissipated instantly, the old man in white was in a trance, his tongue moved slightly, and he muttered in disbelief.

This treasure that has been passed down for thousands of years by Tianyangmen was destroyed in this way. Even the Heavenly Yang Fire Spirit disappeared without a trace.

The old man in white came back to his senses, looked at the red sword shadows around Zhuo Ren, exhausted his thoughts, and couldn't judge the origin of the long sword in his hand.

The white and red sword shadows, and the bone-chilling aura emanating from all directions, are none other than the Heavenly Cold Sword, which is the top sword on the famous sword list. However, the Tianhan Sword was snow-white, but it exuded a red glow. Could it be the legendary Excalibur ......

"Hiss"

The old man in white took a deep breath, remembering an ancient book in Tianyangmen that recorded the nine great swords, each of the legendary nine great swords had the strangeness of seizing heaven and earth, but there was no detailed record, thinking of this, the old man in white looked at Zhuo Ren's gaze, revealing a trace of undetectable essence.

Feeling the red Xuan Qi and the ten thousand swords cast by the Phantom Yang Sword, not only resisted the Heaven Sealing Technique performed by the white-clothed old man from the Earth Xuan Realm, but even directly shattered the Tianyang Sword. I can't help but secretly rejoice, it seems that this weird red power can greatly improve my combat effectiveness.

Putting away the Cold Sky Stone, he hurriedly took out a red robe from the Night Soul Ring and put it on, ignoring the old man in white, his figure flashed, and he knelt in front of Yu Jing and Lin Song.

When the two Tianyangmen disciples saw Zhuo Ren get out of the flames safely, they couldn't help but let go of Yu Jing and the others, and stood quietly aside.

"Mother, Grandpa Lin, I make you worried. ”

"It's okay, it's okay"

"Haha, it's okay"

Yu Jing cried with joy, and her pale expression gradually returned to a little blood.

Lin Song also nodded firmly, his face was dull, and his face was full of wrinkles when he smiled.

Zhuo Ren helped Yu Jing and the others up, and the afterglow swept over the two young figures around them, their eyes were cold, and their killing intent surged, and they wanted to swing their swords and kill.

"Spare your life, hero, spare your life!"

Seeing this, the two Tianyangmen disciples had bloodless faces, their livers and gallbladder were cracked, their legs were weak, and they knelt down for a while, trembling and begging.

"There is a debtor and a debtor, Ren'er, don't kill innocents indiscriminately. ”

Yu Jing stopped sobbing, grabbed Zhuo Ren's hand, and said softly.

Zhuo Ren's heart trembled, stopping the killing intent in his heart, his eyes gradually softened, and he didn't pay attention to the two people.

"Today, I only kill Ling Wuya, whoever stands in my way, I will kill whom"

Turning around, Zhuo Ren said loudly, and the red Xuan Power churned up.

There was a sonic boom in the air, and then a red light swept from the void, and it didn't reach the Phantom Sun Sword in his hand.

"Buzz..."

The Phantom Sun Sword let out a buzzing sound, and then, the bright white sword body slowly turned pale red, and if you look closely, there is a faint firelight.

Zhuo Ren was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, the Phantom Yang Sword seemed to have recovered a lot, thinking that it must be the Phantom Yang Sword Spirit that devoured the sword spirit of the Tianyang Sword, looking at the eyes of the old man in white, he suddenly had a little more strange color.

"I just want to kill Ling Wuya, don't force me!"

Looking at the old man in white coldly, Zhuo Ren said fiercely.

"Wuya is the master of the Tianyang Gate, and the old man is the Supreme Elder of the Tianyang Gate, if you don't care about letting you kill the master, how can the Tianyang Gate still gain a foothold in the Heavenly Sword Continent. ”

The old man in white said indignantly.

"In that case, I'll kill you first"

Zhuo Ren's momentum rose in vain, and the Phantom Yang Sword swung out one after another, and several red sword qi slashed over with the sound of breaking through the air.

The old man in white's face changed slightly, and he slapped several palms one after another, and huge red palm prints instantly formed in the sky, like magma watering, and he slapped at Zhuo Ren's suppression.

The faces of the many elders around them changed drastically, and they all scattered and retreated, whether it was the palm print of the old man in white or the red sword qi wielded by Zhuo Ren, it was far from being touched at all, and it was not something that their cultivation could bear. Lin Song pulled Yu Jing and quickly stepped back.

"Boom"

There was a loud bang in the sky, the palm prints shattered in the sky, and the red sword qi also trembled and dissipated, this time, the old man did not gain the slightest advantage.

The old man was shocked in his heart, although he lost the Tianyang Sword, what he was good at was not fighting, but alchemy, but this real cultivation in the middle of the Earth Xuan Dynasty was not a young man in the late Huang Xuan period.

The previous damage of the Tianyang Sword may have been due to the extraordinary long sword in Zhuo Ren's hand, but this real Xuanduan collision did not occupy the slightest advantage, and the old man's heart gradually became anxious.

Zhuo Ren didn't think about it, and took advantage of the moment when the old man was stunned, he swung out several swords, and several red sword qi storms spun away.

The old man in white's face changed, his figure disappeared in an instant, and he appeared behind Zhuo Ren without warning. Out of nowhere, he took out a white long sword and stabbed it at Zhuo Ren's heart.

The red sword shadow storm was unblocked by the old man in white, and slammed mercilessly on the unconscious Ling Wuya.

"Poof"

"Woohoo Blah Wow"

The white figure was swept up by the sword qi storm, and the sky swirled for a while, and the sudden sharp pain made Ling Wuya tremble, and his internal organs were dislocated and entangled.

"Ahh

Ling Wuya, who was already seriously injured and on the verge of death, let out a heart-rending scream, which lasted for a moment before being cut apart by the red sword qi storm and turned into flesh and blood.

The surrounding Tianyangmen elders and disciples were all stunned and held their breath.

The old man in white was furious, and with a fierce force, the white black iron stabbed Zhuo Ren's heart fiercely.

"Qiang"

When the sword enters the body, it cannot be inched. The old man felt that the long sword was pierced against the hard stone wall, and the huge force of the rebound bent the long sword into a bow.

Zhuo Ren's back hurt, and he instantly held the Phantom Yang Sword in his hand, and his Xuan Force worked, and he stabbed back from his armpit.

"Puff"

The Phantom Yang Sword stabbed into the old man's chest, and Zhuo Ren turned around violently. Draw your sword.

"Bang Dang"

The old man's face was pale and frightening, and a bloody hole appeared in his chest, and bright red blood spurted out. The Xuantie Sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

Zhuo Ren's face was indifferent, his eyebrows raised, and his Xuan Qi was rolling, and he wanted to dance the Phantom Yang Sword again.

The old man came back to his senses, tapped twice on his chest, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

In the distant sky, a pale blue figure appeared, instantly appearing in front of Zhuo Ren, and a hurried voice roared.

"Brother Zhuo, let's go. ”

Zhuo Ren was stunned for a moment, looking at Ye Feiyang who suddenly appeared in front of him, his expression flashed with a little apology and panic. At the same time, the nebula disk in his arms also trembled violently.

"Let's go, it's too late to go..."

Zhuo Ren woke up, didn't say much, jumped in a flash, appeared in front of Yu Jing and Lin Song, picked up the two of them left and right, turned into a red streamer and gradually disappeared into the sky.

Ye Feiyang did not hesitate, his figure flashed, turning into a blue streamer and chasing away.

At the moment when Zhuo Ren and Ye Feiyang left, two figures suddenly appeared in Tianyang Gate. A young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a young man with gray hair. It was the previous sect master of the Shenyue Sect and the Sword Pavilion Li Sword Envoy.

"Li Jianzhi, Brother Yue, cough, cough, cough..."

The old man in white appeared strangely in front of the two, and said hello with a reluctant smile, and the sharp pain in his chest made him cough.

"Brother Chu, you are..."

The old man in black looked at Chu Tiange's chest and wondered.

"Alas, it's a long story, if the two of you come half an hour late, I'm afraid that the old decay will be dead. ”

Chu Tiange sighed heavily and said decadently.

"Brother Chu, who injured you, you can't resist it with your deeds... As soon as Master Li Jianzhi and I received the message, we hurried over without the slightest delay!"

"It's Zhuo Ren, it's that young man!" Chu Tiange shook his head and continued.

"This is a terrible teenager. ”