Some nine-rank powerhouses can also control things in the air, but only the powerhouses of the martial arts realm can kill people from dozens of meters away, and it was not until the time before the sky was red that he realized that Xiao Shanhe could actually control the sword, but unfortunately he had no chance to send the news back to the sect.

Xiao Shanhe sacrificed blue flames, burning the bodies and items of the three Linglong Pavilion disciples to ashes, and when he rushed back to the back mountain, he found that the three martial arts generals had already fought, and each of them was wounded.

The old pavilion master of the Linglong Pavilion had a few more wounds on his back, and the blood was dripping and the flesh and blood were blurred; Bai Shilong's martial arts realm had a half-foot-long sword wound on his chest, which was deeply visible to the bones, while the martial arts realm of the Red River Valley was even more miserable, his left arm was cut off, and his strength was greatly reduced.

"Su Yan, put down the sword, we can not only let you live, but even give you a certain amount of compensation. "The White Stone Dragon Martial General Realm was carrying half a big sword, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and he had spent a lot of strength in the fierce battle.

Su Yan, the old pavilion master of Linglong Pavilion, lifted the crimson battle sword, covered his ribs with his left hand, spit out a mouthful of blood and sneered: "Yang Guiqing, don't take me for a fool, I can still kill the war sword in my hand, if I give it to you, I really have no way to live, who doesn't know that Yang Guiqing of Baishilong is ruthless and never leaves a living mouth." ”

Then he turned his head to look at the Red River Valley Martial Generals Realm, and reminded: "Zhao Diancai, you have already broken half of your arm, and if you continue to fight, you will only lose your life." Besides, even if you join forces with Yang Guiqing to kill me, do you think he will let you go?"

Although Su Yan's injuries were not as serious as Zhao Diancai's, his true qi had consumed eighty percent, and he couldn't hold out for long under the joint efforts of Yang Guiqing and Zhao Diancai, and there was only one way to die if he continued to fight.

At present, the only way to save his life and the sword is to divide the two of them and stir up suspicion between the two, so that he can have a chance to escape with the sword.

"Su Yan, you don't have to stir up the relationship between the two of us, we have already discussed it before we came, and made a vow that no matter who gets the treasure, we will compensate the other party. Yang Guiqing laughed.

Su Yan's face was grim, and he said coldly: "Since this is the case, then you should die." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yan's figure soared into the sky, and the true qi in his body rushed like a river, pouring into the crimson war sword, and the war sword burst out with dazzling sword light, like a round of red sun, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the big tree ten zhang away turned into pieces in an instant.

After jumping up, Su Yan slashed out with a sword, and the sword qi rose again, slashing towards Yang Guiqing.

"Since you have to die, then die! Yang Guiqing shouted angrily, the long whip shook hard, the air was broken, and there was a crisp sound, only to see that with the swing of the long whip, hundreds of whip shadows were densely packed, enveloping Su Yan for a while.

These hundreds of whips are not afterimages, each of them has the same power, as long as it is drawn, even the arm-thick steel bar will be broken.

Just when Yang Guiqing used the strongest whip technique to try to block Su Yan's sword, Su Yan's body folded, and he swept in front of Zhao Diancai like lightning, and the sword swept away, sweeping out the ten-zhang sword.

Zhao Diancai was shocked and hurriedly raised his knife to block, but everything was in vain, and even the person with the knife was cut in two by Su Yan's sword, and the person and the knife fell from the top of the tree at the same time.

At the same time that Su Yan killed Zhao Diancai with a sword, Yang Guiqing's long whip also shrouded his whole person, and the surrounding trees were whipped by the long whip, making a crackling sound, and disappeared in less than a second, leaving only sawdust on the ground.

Although Su Yan raised his sword and tried his best to block, he was still hit by five or six whips, and his body flew out more than ten meters away like a broken kite, hitting the ground heavily, opening his mouth and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

"Yang, Yang Guiqing, remember, remember you, you answered, promised me, things ......" Although Zhao Diancai was cut in two, he had not yet lost his breath, and said while spitting blood.

Yang Guiqing glanced at him indifferently: "You are about to die, and you still want me to fulfill my promise?

"You, you ......" Zhao Diancai's eyes widened angrily, his finger pointed at Yang Guiqing, and he vomited more blood in his mouth.

"There's a lot of nonsense, let's die!" Yang Guiqing raised his hand and threw out a whip, hitting Zhao Diancai's head like a watermelon bursting.

There is only one military general in the Red River Valley, and when he dies, no one can threaten Yang Guiqing again, so even if Yang Guiqing does not keep his promise, who can bear him? Not to mention that when he gets the sword and his strength skyrockets again, who will he be afraid of at that time?

"Yang Guiqing, you are really a cold-blooded and shameless person, and only Zhao Diancai, a fool, would believe that you cooperate with you. Su Yan stood up with difficulty.

"Don't you all understand the truth that people don't do for themselves, and the heavens and the earth will perish? It's hard to believe how you have survived to this day. Yang Guiqing sneered, "Put down the sword, I will keep your whole body, otherwise I will chop you up and feed you to the wild wolves, so that you will die without a place to bury." ”

Su Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a cruel smile: "Don't even think about it, it's a big deal that I will die with you." ”

"Obsessed. Yang Guiqing said coldly, and then suddenly swept forward, the long whip in his hand was like a spirit snake, and rolled towards Su Yan's neck.

Su Yan knew that there was no hope of escaping, so he used up the true yuan in his body, raised his sword and stabbed forward, the sword qi condensed into a line, and the message came, slashing at Yang Guiqing's left shoulder, at the same time, his neck was also wrapped in a long whip, and with the whip being strangled hard, his neck was suddenly strangled, and his head flew up three meters, and blood gushed in his neck.

The entire arm was cut off, Yang Guiqing stumbled, and almost fell to the ground, in order to kill Su Yan, he also paid a great price.

Quickly sealing the blood vessels at the broken arm, Yang Guiqing picked up the battle sword, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

He swept towards the depths of the mountain, intending to find a place where there were no people to recuperate for a while, and then return to the sect after his body recovered.

Because many people know that there are treasures in Qingshan, there must be people coming, in case they meet him on the way, with his current situation, even if he encounters a martial artist of eight grades and nine grades, he will also die.

In addition, he didn't dare to go back to the sect at this time, because the sect still had brothers who were at odds with him, and now he went back not only to send swords to others, but also to send them to death.

However, after his body recovered, with this sword, it was enough to suppress several senior brothers to death.

Yang Guiqing ran for nearly ten miles in a row before stopping in a valley, he found a hidden stone peak, inserted the war sword in front of him, and sat cross-legged behind the sword to recuperate.

After closing his eyes and pranayama for a few minutes, he suddenly heard a faint humming sound, and hurriedly opened his eyes to see the sword trembling and struggling out of the dirt.

Yang Guiqing was shocked and hurriedly reached out to grab it, however, before he could grab the hilt of the sword, the battle sword swished and flew into the air with a long red afterimage.

Nima, Lao Tzu lost an arm, and almost lost half his life to capture the war sword, before he had time to be happy, the war sword flew, is there any heavenly reason?