As soon as Gu Tian's words came out, everyone in the audience was stunned, and they all froze in place.

White Tiger Pie.

Everyone looked at the lonely sky lying on the ground.

At this moment, the dust that covered the sky was blown away by the sword without a trace with vitality.

Gu Tian, who was originally dying and pale, suddenly changed his momentum.

Traces of scorching red aura permeated Lonely's skin.

With the murderous intent of killing.

It makes people fearful and terrifying!!

"This ...... I've seen this murderous aura a year ago!"

In the White Tiger Sect, someone soon shouted: "A year ago, when the lonely handsome father used his soul consciousness to occupy his body, he also released such a terrifying murderous aura!"

"And the resentful soul ......"

"You can't go wrong!"

said.

Looking at the lonely sky who slowly stood up, everyone looked away and placed their eyes on the three-meter-tall transparent humanoid soul in front of him.

This resentful soul spirit can only be released after Gu Tian breaks through to the realm of the Yuan Emperor.

So far, Gu Tian can release a total of four resentful souls at one time.

And the realm of every soul is at the peak of the first order of the Yuan Sheng.

This one in front of you is no exception!

The soul of resentment has no body.

But the breath and coercion still could not be ignored, but the moment it appeared, he grabbed the throat of the sword without a trace with one hand.

Feel the breath of the resentful soul in front of me.

Jian Wuxian had difficulty breathing, his face was already pale in an instant, and in addition to anger, there was also a thick fear and doubt on his face.

As a demi-saint powerhouse, his perception is quite strong.

But just now, he didn't sense the existence of this resentful soul at all.

What the hell is going on??

Sword Traceless thought to himself, his hands firmly grasped the arms of the resentful spirit, trying to break free.

Otherwise, if he continues like this, he may just suffocate to death!

But once he had the idea of struggling, the resentful soul unleashed mercilessly and blasted at him.

He could only put his hands on the arms of the resentful soul weakly, and he was powerless to resist at all!

This...... It is the gap between the peak of the first order of the Yuan Saint and the half saint!

"Old ...... Ancestor, save me!" Sword Traceless exhausted his strength and uttered these words indistinctly.

Above that.

When Jian Wuluo saw Jian Wuluo's current situation, he shouted in his heart that it was not good, and his face became more and more angry.

Present.

The sword is unsheathed.

The terrifying sword momentum is like a wild horse galloping away.

Spread across the sky, pointing to the lonely sky!

"You evil obstacle, let him go quickly, otherwise, don't blame the old man for taking the lives of the two of you White Tiger Sect!" Jian Wuluo snorted coldly.

With a wave of his arm, the long sword pointed directly at the two women next to him, and pressed it with the momentum of the sword, making the faces of the two women more and more pale, and their bodies trembled violently.

Fear.

From the fear of death!

Although the strength of these two people has been cultivated to the Yuan Emperor, they do not have much actual combat experience.

It's not like the outlaws who walk on the tip of a knife.

So when Jian Wuluo started to kill intent, their minds were already shrouded in the fear of death.

Below, after the solitary sky and the purgatory Shura exchanged soul consciousness.

Purgatory Shura also raised his head to look at Jian Wuluo, and sneered: "Old dog, do you think the current situation is still up to you?"

After speaking.

Purgatory Shura raised his toes.

With the resentful spirit, it flew into the air at a height of 100 meters.

After that, Purgatory Shura flew to the side of the sword without a trace, seemingly casually.

Stretched out his hand, grabbed his wrist that was placed on the arm of the resentful soul, looked at the sword Wuluo opposite, and said with a smile: "Old dog, this sword without a trace is compared to the lives of those two, you should know who to choose." ”

"Now, I'll give you three breaths, hurry up and bring the two of them over, otherwise ........."

Speaking of which, Purgatory Shura stopped.

But the palm that was gripping the sword's wrist without a trace became more and more forceful.

With more than 20,000 catties of strength, Jian Wu's face became more and more painful!

"Boy, don't be too rampant!" Jian Wuluo saw it, and naturally knew what this kid wanted to do.

But if he gave these two girls to them at this time, then in the hands of their Heavenly Sword Sect, they would have no bargaining chips to use against the White Tiger Sect!

"Three breaths have passed. ”

A voice interrupted his thoughts.

Immediately afterwards, Purgatory Shura drew his sword out of its sheath, and Jian Ji held it in his hand.

Sharp slash!

It's lightning fast!

In just one breath, he cut off the sword's armless arm!

Blood sprayed –

It fell from the sky, like rain, and stained the sky red.

I felt a sharp pain in my arm.

Sword Without a Trace wanted to scream in pain.

But his throat was firmly grasped by the resentful spirit, and it was quite difficult to even breathe, let alone scream.

At this point, his face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't make a sound, so he could only keep transmitting to Jian Wuluo: "Ancestor, I'...... I don't want to die yet! Promise him!!Promise him!!"

The sword has no words.

The green tendons on his forehead also burst out, and he even trembled a little with anger!

And at the same time as he went, the members of the Heavenly Sword Sect next to him also hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him: "Ancestor, if you don't agree to him again, the sect master's life will be in danger!"

"Why don't you promise him first, and then find someone to take revenge in the future!"

Most of the people who were dissuaded were some elders, and their strength was around the fifth order of the Yuan Sect.

When they saw that the sect master had fallen to such a point, they also knew that the situation had changed greatly, so they hurriedly dissuaded them.

"Nonsense, the old man naturally knows!" Jian Wuluo's mood was close to bursting.

Hearing them dissuasing him not only did not make him feel relaxed, but made him even more annoyed.

"Boy, the old man promises you, you will also let the resentful soul bring him over!" Jian Wuluo said coldly.

After urging the vitality and imprisoning the two girls, he let the two of them fly a short distance forward.

On the other hand, you can look at the purgatory Shura on the other side.

But he didn't make any moves, just looked at him with a sneer: "Old dog, do you think you are still qualified to exchange hostages with this seat?"

Jian Wuluo's brows furrowed a little, and his teeth tightened: "What are you going to do?!"

"Simple, you send those two women over first, and this seat will send you this sword without a trace later. Purgatory Shura smiled coldly.

The former also did not hesitate, and opened his mouth to scold: "Are you a fool to be a old man?"

"If these two are handed over to you, the old man will not even have the only bargaining chip. ”

"And then, how could you possibly give it to me?!"

"Hehe, whether I hand it over to you or not, it depends on the mood of this seat. ”

"Besides, now, do you have a choice?" Purgatory Shura glared at him coldly.

Just listen to the sound of "boom".

I don't know when, Purgatory Shura has already drawn his sword out of its sheath.

At the same time, he cut off the other arm of the sword without a trace, leaving him with no arms at all!