"What a strong bloody killing aura!"

Sima Qingyun, who was practicing in the mansion, opened his eyes suddenly, looked at the red light that rose into the sky in the distance, and said with some astonishment.

"Yan Yun'er!"

Sima Qingyun shouted softly towards the outside of the hall, and a figure immediately appeared in front of Sima Qingyun.

It was the man who was standing behind Sima Qingyun before.

"Master, what do you command?"

Yan Yun knelt on one knee and lowered his head.

"The teacher noticed that there was something strange about the Wangfu of the word Yueshi, you go and investigate!"

Sima Qingyun thought about it and said, if it was really Xiao Farewell, then they wouldn't have to worry about a Han Xiaoyu anymore.

"Yes!"

Yan Yun took a few steps back, then turned around and walked out of the main hall, heading towards Xiao Bie's mansion.

At the same time, those sect elders also sent their disciples to investigate, the purpose of their coming here was to say goodbye, and now that there is movement in the palace, they will naturally not sit idly by.

......

Tang Ming stubbornly suppressed the Divine Phoenix Spear in his hand, which had begun to tremble violently, and even the Ying Long Qi in his body began to be a little impatient.

"Seal the North!!"

Tang Ming was angry, and then an angry roar came out of his mouth, as deafening as thunder in the nine heavens.

The sound spread far away, and in the originally silent night, it was particularly loud.

Feng Haobei was also in this voice, and turned his head slightly, but his eyes were full of blood, and his eyes were staring at Tang Ming.

"Three knives, cut off life!"

Feng Haobei made a hoarse sound from his throat, and then the long knife in his hand slashed across the sky, and a sword that hung between heaven and earth instantly appeared in the middle of Feng Haobei and Tang Ming.

The bloody aura was raging, and the golden rays on Tang Ming's body gradually converged, and then a huge dragon magic phase appeared behind Tang Ming.

"Idiot, there's no way you can wake him up at this time!"

In the end, the machine spirit couldn't help but exit, and Feng Haobei, who was in this state, had already stepped into the demon path with one foot.

"What then? It's impossible to kill him directly, right?"

Tang Ming also knew that Bacheng's own voice was in vain, but there was no better way.

Even if he had already stepped into the Demon Dao, he would never be able to kill the man who had accompanied him all the way.

"Hit, drain the evil qi around him, and he will wake up naturally!"

The machine spirit scolded angrily that iron could not be made of steel, and then gave a simple and crude solution.

As soon as the words of the machine spirit fell, a shocking flame rose from the ground, rushing straight to the Heavenly Sword.

The disciples of the sect who were originally coming from a distance suddenly stopped, they were not stupid, under this kind of momentum, even if they were conceited, they knew what it meant to be afraid.

With the movement of the gun, Tang Ming slammed into the sword, and the endless blood qi seemed to be pervasive, desperately drilling into Tang Ming's body.

However, at the moment when the evil qi came to him, the golden rays that came out of Ying Long's aura shook the evil qi one after another.

Even if there were a few evil qi that broke through Ying Long's qi, they were instantly devoured by the two pole orbs.

"Damn, I said this guy is not easy!"

Tang Ming, who was in the midst of the sword, was surprised to find that the subtlety of this knife had far exceeded his imagination.

"It's not simple, it's a pity to put the cart before the horse, if he can understand it, the power of this sword trick will be more than doubled!"

The machine spirit said lightly, but although its tone was indifferent, it was really rare to hear a word of appreciation from its mouth.

Tang Ming wrote down the words of the instrument spirit, and then the Divine Phoenix Spear in his hand moved, and a Divine Phoenix suddenly rushed away from the sword and smashed towards Feng Yubei.

The sword in the sky was shattered, and Feng Yubei retracted the knife back to its sheath in an instant, and the blade of the knife steadily caught the impact of the Divine Phoenix Spear.

The energy dispersed, and the two of them each retreated some distance.

"You keep your hand any longer, and when his mind is completely controlled by the bloody qi, even if the Daluo Immortal comes, he can only stare dryly!"

The machine spirit could naturally feel that the strength in Tang Ming's hand was much smaller, otherwise he would not be forced to take a few steps back.

Tang Ming's eyes gradually became firm, he knew that what the machine spirit said was the truth.

At this moment, Feng Haobei is gradually losing consciousness, if he can't exhaust the bloody qi as soon as possible, he really won't be able to come back!

Thinking of this, Tang Ming's wrist moved slightly, a streamer flashed on the Divine Phoenix Spear, and a huge Divine Phoenix Law Statue instantly rose to the sky.

"People from the sect are visiting, which sect is the master in front of you?"

At this time, Yan Yun, who was not far away, had already walked outside the mansion, looked at Lu Junfeng and Han Daxiong who were standing at the gate, and asked loudly.

Han Daxiong was silent, but on the heavy sword in his hand, the sword was uncertain.

And the purple wood sword box in front of Lu Junfeng's eyes finally moved, and the purple qi flashed, drawing a ditch that was neither deep nor shallow under Yan Yun's feet.

"Those who cross half a step will be killed!"

Lu Junfeng didn't pay attention to this senior disciple of the Supreme Elder of the Purple Qi Sect from beginning to end, in his eyes, as long as Tang Ming didn't nod, no one would be able to cross the ditch in front of him.

"Hehe, what a big breath, I want to see which sect has the courage to dare to attack my Purple Qi Sect!"

Yan Yun was not to be outdone, no matter how he said that his sect was also a first-class sect, and he was also a disciple of the Supreme Elder Sima Qingyun.

This identity, even among the second-generation disciples of the top ten sects, can be ranked first.

What's more, his cultivation has already reached the peak of Tianxuan, and he is only one step away from the realm of Dao Xuan.

He didn't believe that with two Tianxuan Triple guys, he would be able to stop him.

Yan Yun took a step forward, raised his foot slightly, and was about to step over the ditch.

And just when his feet were still in the air, he felt a cold sword intent rushing towards him in an instant.

The feet that were originally raised, but they couldn't fall down, Yan Yun was able to follow Sima Qingyun for so many years, relying on more than just his talent.

Sima Qingyun has always been very concerned about this disciple's prudence, and the so-called being by Sima Qingyun's side, the things explained to Yan Yun can always satisfy Sima Qingyun.

"Such a sharp sword intent, I didn't expect that Senior Brother was so young, he had already condensed such a sword intent, it was Yan Yun'er who was abrupt!"

After Yan Yun felt that sword intent, he immediately put away his previous condescending temperament.

You must know that even Sima Qingyun is only in the stage of groping for sword intent, and the sword intent exuded by the young man in front of him is not very round, but it is already quite rudimentary.

Lu Junfeng seemed to be blind to all this, and after Yan Yun retracted his steps, he also restrained the sword intent that emanated.

"Senior Brother Yan, what's going on here?"

At this time, a few streamers flashed behind him again, and more than a dozen elegant figures fell around Yan Yun, looking at the scene in front of him with some curiosity and asked.

"I don't know. ”

was polite to Lu Junfeng because of the sword intent that made him tremble, but for these disciples of the second-rate sect, Yan Yun was not so easy to speak.

Although the disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect who asked the question was angry with Yan Yun's contempt for him, he was not easy to attack.

After all, let's not talk about the gap between their two sects, but just between him and Yan Yun, it was like a cloud and mud.

Yan Yun is a disciple of the Supreme Elder of the first-class sect, and there is almost no difference between his status and the personal lineage of the sect, and he is just a disciple of an ordinary elder of the sect.

"Who are you?"

After this disciple was deflated by Yan Yun, he immediately turned his gaze to Han Daxiong and Lu Junfeng, who were standing not far away.

These two guys looked very angry, and Xiu Wei was just right for him to be his punching bag at the moment, so when he asked, this guy's tone was quite unpolite.

Feng Haobei and Lu Junfeng didn't even raise their eyelids in the face of that guy's questioning.

"You are so bold, do you know who I am?"

The disciple's face was naturally a little unbearable, and Yan Yun ignored him because he knew the gap between himself and Yan Yun.

But these two guys actually dared to ignore themselves, and the sect disciple who was already holding his breath before immediately went berserk.

As soon as his body moved, he attacked Han Daxiong and the others, and the spirit sword in his hand exuded a breathtaking sword aura.

Yan Yun's eyes narrowed, and then a strange sneer appeared on his face.

He was worried about how to probe the details of the two people in front of him, and he didn't expect that there would be this person who was not afraid of death to step forward as a stepping stone.

The cultivation of this Qi Sword Sect's disciple is around the seventh level of human Xuan, although the cultivation is much higher than that of ordinary disciples, but Yan Yun can see that this guy's foundation is quite vain.

This person's sevenfold cultivation seems to have been improved by using some secret objects, like a pavilion in the air, which seems gorgeous, but in fact it is vulnerable.

When the figure of the disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect swept past the ditch in front of him, Han Daxiong, who had an indifferent expression, turned around suddenly, and the heavy sword in his hand exuded a majestic and heavy meaning.

"Whoever crosses the ditch will be killed!"

Han Daxiong flipped it with one hand, and the heavy sword jumped up violently, and the bright yellow sword qi would emerge in an instant, like the tide of the vast sea.

With the movement of the sword, the thick sword qi instantly pressed on the body of the disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect.

The disciples of the sect who originally thought that they would easily teach the two of them a lesson, only to realize at this time that they were a little wrong.

The heavy sword in the hand of this reckless man gave him a feeling as thick as a mountain, and his fierce sword qi was suppressed in the spirit sword, unable to move.

"I am a disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect, you dare to ......"

The disciples of the sect finally panicked a little at the moment when Han Daxiong's sword qi came, and then reported to their families, wanting to use the name of the Yiqi Sword Sect to suppress the reckless man with murderous intent in front of him.

"One Qi Sword Sect?"

Sure enough, after the disciple heard that he had reported to his home, the thick aura of the heavy sword in his hand disappeared without a trace at this moment.

"Yes, I am a disciple of the Elder Changle of the One Qi Sword Sect, who are you?!"

Han Daxiong, a disciple of the sect, showed a solemn expression, and then an arrogant expression climbed up his cheeks again, and he looked at Han Daxiong with his nostrils facing the sky and asked.

"Dragon City Academy, but you led the Sword Sect to slaughter it?"

Han Daxiong lowered his head, and everyone couldn't see his expression clearly, but the faint killing intent in his tone was captured by Yan Yun in the distance.