Seeing that Qin Lie easily killed the two behind him, the old man surnamed Zhu and Gao Yi, who were hundreds of feet ahead, couldn't help but turn his head to look back in shock again.

Looking at the green smoke rising from behind him, approaching the two of them, the old man surnamed Zhu showed a trace of surprise in his eyes, and suddenly shouted softly: "This son is not only in the middle stage of Wan Xuan, but also in the middle level of Xuanshuo!"

Gao Yi's expression also changed greatly, seeing Qin Lie's fierce pursuit and killing technique, he was almost speechless, but after a moment, he sneered: "It's just crazy, a mystic master who has only reached the concentration stage, actually dares to go out of his body at this time?

I saw that the green smoke had not dissipated, and there were purple power grids around its surface, shining fluorescently, enveloping the smoke and gathering into a ball, unaffected by the wind.

And only in the next breath, a blue and white moonlight suddenly shone in the air, and the momentum was like a rainbow. The eyes of the two of them were condensed, and their hearts were suddenly awe-inspiring, and the sword light was like the moon, only flashing slightly. The two knights who had chased after the red-tailed lion suddenly threw their heads high, and two blood rays surged out.

Just between the lightning and flint, the two of them were beheaded by a sword! Where the sword shadow shone, almost all of the vitality of the two Ten Thousand Xuanwu Warriors was devoured. The corpse also turned pale in an instant.

At this moment, Qin Lie only felt that his soul thoughts were injected, and the remnants of the two Ten Thousand Xuanwu Martial Artists also followed and impacted. It made him have a lot of miscellaneous thoughts, filled his mind, and in the midst of danger, it seemed to be a burst of tearing and swelling pain. With the body of the Yuan Soul, the feeling of casting the Dafa of Devouring Heaven and Yuan is different. With the infusion of these Yuan Force Essence Qi at the tip of the sword, he could not maintain his consciousness and soul.

It took a moment before he forcibly rejected it. Within the divine consciousness, there was only a glimmer of blazing murderous power left. The yin soul surged, urging the loose wind sword to suddenly fold again, and rushed straight into the distance with a swift and unparalleled momentum. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the two people in front of him.

Gao Yi subconsciously leaned back. The mind was unconscious, and it was captured by the sharp sword momentum. For a while, God grabbed it, and he couldn't afford to resist half a thought.

The old man surnamed Zhu next to him had already calmed down, and snorted coldly: "If you have a little ability, you dare to run rampant in front of me! In the realm of concentration, you actually dare to learn how to use your soul to resist the sword! I wish Yuan today, it seems that I can't get it if I want to keep my hand! Give it to me!"

When the words fell, the dry body shook with a gust of wind. I didn't see how to behave, and my body changed from quiet to moving, and my body was like an arrow, and it jumped up from the horse's back.

The five fingers stretched out, like the claws of an eagle, and a ball of green flames burned on it, grabbing it in the air.

It seems to have infinite firepower, so that the weeds below are all spontaneously combusted without fire. The body shape is also like a cheetah, and it is not visible soon.

Before a breath, he seemed to be a dying old man, but after a breath, he was a fierce warrior who was still at his peak!

The flames exploded, and Gao Yi's heart was slightly shocked, and he struggled out of the sword momentum. For a moment, I just felt a little funny.

Could it be that this young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect really thinks that he can win the Tongtian Martial Artist?

Although he is a fellow Xuanwu practitioner, his strength is strong and his talent is not one in a million. But this man's mind is really puzzling. It is said that a person who seems to be so forbearant should never do such a stupid thing.

Or, is it really that Han Mengdie is really in love with the bone marrow?

Thinking of this, Gao Yi couldn't help but pick the corners of his lips. He is actually not superficial, but at this time, he still can't help but feel a little proud.

Duan Yun and Han Mengdie, who were in the back, also unconsciously tightened their hearts. Duan Yun also had to distract himself and protect Qin Lie's body. Han Mengdie's gaze was fixed, looking at the green fire and the sword shadow.

In the dark night, three more sword lights flashed in that clear light. Two black and one green, two in front and one in the back, from behind the sword body, Qin Lieyuan's soul shuttled out.

The old man surnamed Zhu didn't care, he squinted slightly, and the two big hands like steel tongs grabbed them casually.

With a talisman like this, those martial artists still need to be careful about it, but in his eyes, it is simply a joke, and it can be crushed at will!

A magical occultist is also as weak as an ant!

But in just the next moment, the old man's eyes showed a look of horror. The shadow of the sword was fantastic, and in his eyes, it was divided into two and eight. The trajectory is also erratic, making it completely confusing.

The grasp of both hands was actually all in the empty space. There are still six sword shadows, flying one after another.

"Clouds?"

With a startled sound, the body of the old man surnamed Zhu sank in mid-air and fell to the ground at full speed.

But when the figure finally touched the ground, the six sword shadows also followed.

Before he had time to dodge, the old man's expression turned cold, and a thunderous explosion carried true power, causing all the sword light phantoms to disappear.

Two big hands pierced out, and in a few moments, they held the two black flying knives in their hands.

Just as he was about to scratch it up, the body of the old man surnamed Zhu was slightly shocked again, and a trace of blood spilled out of his mouth. The palms of both hands were also cut out of a line of blood.

"Lingyun Sect Tianyuan Sword Intent!How is it possible?"

The breath in the body was chaotic for a while, and the collision was endless. The old man's face was also full of disbelief for a while!

How could there be sword intent attached to this inconspicuous rune sword?

And the next moment, he saw a few cyan sword lights, which had reached his eyes!

The pupils of the old man surnamed Zhu shrank, and he couldn't raise his strength to dodge for a while. The figure retreated violently again, retreating ten zhang in a row, until the breath in the body was slightly stable, and the real sword shadow trajectory was discerned, and then he suddenly reached out and grabbed three feet in front of him again.

Only this time, it still fell short. The trajectory of the rune knife changed again at this moment. Fly diagonally downward, stabbing him between the chest and abdomen.

"This is an imperial weapon! No, is it a throwing knife that has changed direction?"

If you say it before, although the old man was surprised, he could still maintain some composure. At this moment, he was really shocked, his upper body twisted violently, and he moved away at the last moment, avoiding the vital point of his heart. Only let the cyan throwing knife be nailed to the left abdomen.

Then his eyes widened, and he looked up at the sky with rage.

"Shaft, you dare to hurt me!"

Endless killing intent gushed out, and he was about to rise into the air again and kill that group of primordial souls. The figure of the old man suddenly froze in place, and his pupils were suddenly dilated, and the surprise that had disappeared not long ago filled his mind again.

I saw that above, the cyan sword shadow was actually flying down from a close distance at this moment.

In the green smoke that Qin Lieyuan's soul turned into, there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes, looking down coldly.

And what shocked him the most was the martial arts intent that was several times stronger than the rune sword on the pine wind sword at this moment.

The sword shadow is just falling, but it also has a touching charm!

This sword is not mighty, but it is cold and elegant, like water and moonlight, and it seems to be like a change, silent, and falling.

Even that speed is unbelievably fast. It was as if it was a part of the night!

When the old man surnamed Zhu saw it, the tip of the sword was already in front of him, and it was not even a stone's throw away.

But this time, the old man's face was shocked. With a wild roar, it was like a beast in a dying realm, and it didn't care about the fluctuation of qi and blood, as well as the injuries in the abdomen. The feet retreated sharply again, and the green flames around the old man's body soared, and he poured all his strength into it, and punched it violently, hitting the sword shadow.

But I saw that the cyan pine pattern wind sword once again burst out with a bright brilliance. Then the entire sword body seemed to turn into a ball of invisible light, which pierced directly through his throat.

A stab made the old man's head float high. His eyes widened, and he looked at the headless body below him in disbelief, his eyes full of astonishment.

How could this be? How could this be? A strong man who had reached the heavens and two realms would actually die at the hands of a mid-ten thousand Xuan Dynasty martial artist?

Where did this young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect learn the Flying Sword Technique?Why did the Heavenly Yuan Sword Intent of the Lingyun Sect appear in the hands of this son?

And Fang Cai's sword, with the Yuan Soul Imperial Sword, how can it have such a terrifying and terrifying rhyme?

No, that martial arts intent is definitely beyond the level of sword intent!

This young man, which strong man is he worshipping under him?

And at this moment, in this Blood Valley Wasteland, there is also silence, and there is no sound.

The red-tailed lion had already paused, and the lion stared at this scene with round eyes. And Duan Yun and Han Mengdie, who were standing on it, were even more determined to lose their minds.

That Heavenly Powerhouse, really died like this, died under Qin Lie's sword?

The few remaining warriors in the back were also stunned, looking at the head in the distance, the rain of blood. There was no more movement, eyes that could hardly be believed.

Gao Yi in front of him was pale, his face was bloodless, and his pupils were dilated. I only knew that I was riding on horseback, letting the wind and gallop with his figure.

The old man surnamed Zhu before was almost forced to a desperate situation by Qin Lie's three-mouth talisman knife. He was already taken aback.

When I saw the old man surnamed Zhu again, he was slammed into the head of the sword like the moonlight. The heart was as if someone had slashed a sword, only to feel empty, and the breath in the chest was undulating like a tide.

How could this Mr. Zhu die? With such a strong strength, how could he die in the hands of this child?

When I came back to my senses, my face was immediately filled with fear!

At this moment, unprecedented remorse finally filled his chest.

Just when everyone was stunned, Qin Lie's sword did not stop for even half a minute.

Qin Lie used the Heaven Devouring Yuan Qi Technique in the Ancient Dragon Elephant Duel, and when the cyan sword shadow swept past the old man's neck, he had already taken a few wisps of essence with this Heavenly Martial Artist.

It's less than a tenth of the total, but it's terrifying. And the remnants of this old man's mind are ten times stronger than those two Ten Thousand Xuanwu Warriors!

Qin Lie snorted coldly in his heart, forcibly erasing these distracting thoughts, and the sword shadow rose into the air again. After a spin, it rolled straight down into the distance.

Gao Yi's face turned pale, but he still held his sword and slashed back, driving the sitting wind horse to run for his life.

Qin Lie didn't care, and the Yuan Force he had gathered suddenly exploded. Directly with a strong attack, a sword stabbed down at full speed. Turning into thousands of sword blades, like a waterfall hanging upside down, the fall of a huge wave, rushing down.

When the clanging sound of swords fell, the blood light rushed away, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere. With a direct sword, he cut the wind horse in half. Then the shadow of the sword flashed again. cut off all of Gao Yi's limbs and let them fall to the ground.

Then the sword turned again, jumped high, as fast as thunder, and was instantaneous. A flicker, and in the rear, another armorer who was about to escape, the head of the body was two sections. Then the sword shadows flashed, and in the night sky, only a few streamers of light crossed by. Hundreds of zhang away, another Wanxuanwu man also had his head floating, silently and fell to the ground.

And the only two people left, in a panic, were clumsy, and they couldn't get out for a while.

Qin Lie's soul thought tingled for a while, and the purple electricity around his body had faded to the extreme, and his soul power was almost dissipated. I know that I have reached the limit, and even if I can swallow sperm, it is also difficult to continue. simply didn't bother to pay attention to it, and went straight back to his body.

It still turned into a cloud of light smoke, pouring in from the sea of souls. And when the Yuan Soul returned and his body recovered, Qin Lie immediately felt dizzy again.

Crumbling, not only is the mind weak, but the whole body is like a pinprick. All the energy in the body was wasted.

In that sea of souls, there are countless impurities mixed in, and they are actually filthy at the moment.

Qin Lie knew that this was the price of killing the Heavenly Martial Artist with the technique of using the out-of-body Yuan Soul to forcibly swallow the Yuan.

It is necessary to cleanse the soul and restore purity. It will take at least two months. In the past two months, not only will I no longer be able to achieve the soul out of the body, but I am afraid that I will not advance but retreat.

In fact, it was not only the Yuan Soul, he fired the strong bow twenty times in a row, and at this moment, his arm was still trembling slightly, and some muscles and bones were almost completely torn. I'm afraid that in the next half month, it will be difficult to exert force.

But he didn't care at all, but his mind was open, and his chest was full of anger.

And when he opened his eyes, he saw Duan Yun, who was looking at him like a goose with his head down.

Han Mengdie next to her was the same, her eyes were distracted, as if she didn't know how to speak.

Killing Chang Wei has already made her dream. At this moment, even the Tongtian Martial Artist who was completely impossible to defeat in her eyes was also punished with a sword!

actually did what he said, and promised to let Gao Yi die in front of him, so he was really desperate, and he did not hesitate to fight with the heavenly warrior, but also to kill him.

Not only are there mysteries of thaumaturgy, but they are also so resolute and intimidating.

Remember this junior who was despised in the academy, and now he is not yet the year of dancing elephants?

I only felt a lot of emotion in my heart, the young man who could only cry secretly after being bullied at the beginning, now has such a strong force.

I thought that if it was two years ago, I stayed by this young man's side, if she was not fascinated by the gentleness and family style of Gao Yi, but now I don't know what to do?

Thinking of this, Han Mengdie couldn't help but secretly scold, she was really shameless.

For a while, Gao Yi, who pushed her into the abyss with her own hands, Han Mengdie didn't have the heart to care anymore. In his eyes, there was only the young man in front of him who was as pale as paper, and his thoughts were numb, surging up.

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