The three headless corpses were without the protection of the Yuan Qi shield, and they were instantly pierced through the whole body by the dense ice sword, only to see that the whole body, extremely dense transparent holes appeared, but strangely no blood flowed out.

When the Ice Jade Snow Sword pierced through their bodies, it instantly froze their blood, making it impossible for their blood to flow out.

Three headless corpses fell from the sky, and were smashed into countless pieces with a bang, and the corpses were poked all over the holes by the ice sword, and then frozen in an instant, and were smashed into pieces after landing.

The two turned and walked away, not glancing at the debris on the ground.

As soon as the two of them left, five or six white-haired old men hurriedly came, seeing the corpses piling up all over the ground, and then uniting the three dead heads in the distance, they instantly guessed that Xuanzong had left.

"They're gone, and it's hard to catch up!" said one of them.

They are all old men with dry blood and blood, and they can't keep up with the two of Lu Bernard in terms of speed, even if one or two of them can keep up, they are by no means the opponents of the two of Lu Bernard, and they will only be sent to death in the end.

Lu Bernard and the others left, all the way at a gallop, not daring to stop for half a minute, the speed was increased to the extreme, but if they wanted to rush back to the sect, it would take a day or two.

Xuanzong, the war has ended, and all thirty-eight mysterious people have died here, only the battle between Ling Qianyu and Pure Xuanzhen is still continuing.

The two fought fiercely outside the sky, and for a time it was difficult to separate, and the outcome was unpredictable.

However, although Ling Qianyu was strong, when he attacked the Xuanzong Mountain Protection Array before, he had consumed a lot of vitality in his body, and at this moment he faintly felt like he had fallen into the downwind.

"Ling Qianyu, your allies have all died here, if you surrender at this moment, you can leave your whole corpse and let you die with dignity!"

Pure Xuan Zhenren blasted out with a punch, and the air wall in front of him exploded instantly, and the fist wind roared, killing towards Ling Qianyu.

"Chunxuan, I think you are getting older and confused, when you reach our realm, do you still care about death, will you surrender?"

Ling Qianyu hit hard with a hard blow, and also punched out.

Boom –

The two fists collided in the air, and the violent fluctuations instantly raged for thousands of miles, evaporating the surrounding clouds.

"Qianyu, after so many years of fighting, you have never won against me, do you think you have a chance to win me this time?" Chun Xuan Zhenren was hit by the fluctuations from the collision of the two fists, took a few steps back, stopped and said.

At the same time, Ling Qianyu was also repulsed.

"Who can kill the deer, even if I die today, do you Chunxuan think that you really won?"

Ling Qianyu moved under his feet, and rushed towards Chunxuan, running wildly all the way, the roots of his body and muscles burst out, his muscles bulged high, and his whole body was full of explosive power.

Ling Qianyu ran wildly and said, "What if Xuanzong wins today? It's not just a tragic victory, how can a Xuanzong who is still alive and breathing deter those people with bad intentions in the world?"

"Xuanzong, it will be destroyed!"

After Ling Qianyu finished speaking, he raised his hand and blasted out another punch, and countless fist shadows appeared behind him, and the fist shadows overlapped, turning into a fist like a giant mountain, and blasted towards Chun Xuan.

Chun Xuan's face was solemn, this punch is almost Ling Qianyu's strongest killing move, the two have been fighting for more than a hundred years, since the two of them became the heads of their respective sects, they have been competing openly and secretly, although they have their own victories and defeats, but Ling Qianyu's senior brother was pressed by Chun Xuan, and now Ling Qianyu, who has reached the limit, must not want to sit in obscurity, for this day, I am afraid he has been planning for decades.

Chun Xuan raised his hand, his palms interlocked, and the little vitality left around his body gathered, turning into a huge yin and yang seal in front of him.

"Qianyu, it turns out that your purpose is here, to consume Xuanzong's combat power, and to use the power of those careerists to destroy Xuanzong, those poor worms who accompanied you to attack Xuanzong, I'm afraid I won't know that you will be sold until I die!"

The yin and yang seal in front of the pure Xuan Zhen became more and more huge and strong, and the yin and yang fish in the yin and yang seal rotated endlessly, and the yin and yang fish eyes revealed a terrifying black and white light, that light seemed to be able to destroy everything, and was irradiated by the black and white light, even the water vapor in the air was evaporated and disappeared.

Finally, the power of the mountain-like fist erupted, and it crashed into the yin and yang seal in front of Chun Xuan's body, and before the giant fist could hit the yin and yang seal, it was pierced through the two transparent holes by the two black and white rays shot out of the yin and yang fish's eyes, and the yin and yang fish eyes rotated with the yin and yang fish, as if they were about to evaporate the entire huge fist.

However, the black and white light in the eyes of the yin and yang fish moved, and the countless fists above the huge fist shadow automatically reorganized, blocking the hole left by the black and white light.

There was a loud bang, and the huge fist shadow that had been weakened by the Yin Yang Fish's Eye finally hit the Yin Yang Seal.

The Yin Yang Fish on the Yin Yang Seal rotated rapidly, spinning the huge fist shadow that collided with it, and when it rotated, the Yin and Yang Fish threw out the power of the huge fist shadow one by one, weakening the power of the fist shadow.

Ling Qianyu kept waving his fists behind the huge fist shadow, replenishing the power of his superimposed fist shadow, urging his body of qi and blood, and when his cultivation soared again, his physical body dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his blood and qi dried up, unable to support his physical body, leaving his physical body in the boundary of death.

The fist shadow was superimposed, and the pure Xuan Zhenren who was connected to the Yin and Yang Seal in his palm retreated rapidly, and the violent wind blew the pure Xuan Zhenren's face hurt, his clothes flew, and his white hair flew endlessly.

Behind Pure Xuan Zhenren, the sea of blood and qi quickly receded, as if it had been evaporated, but the Yin and Yang Seal in front of him was moving even faster, and under the rapid rotation, more fist shadow power was transferred.

Likewise, his body was shriveling.

Poof-

Both of them spat out mouthfuls of blood at the same time, but their heads never stopped, and both wanted to watch their old rivals die in front of their eyes.

Then, the power of the fist shadow no longer increased, and the speed of the rotation of the Yin and Yang Seal also weakened, and the two of them straightened up, staring at each other tightly, as if they wanted to watch each other die.

Finally, the shadow of the fist became smaller and smaller, and the Yin and Yang Seal slowly stopped rotating, and a breeze blew, blowing the Yin and Yang Seal and the Fist Shadow away and drifting away with the wind.

The two people with straight bodies stopped their heartbeats and breathing at the same time, and they fought for a lifetime, and in the end, they exhausted their vitality at the same time and rushed to Huangquan at the same time.

Without the support of strength, the bodies of the two no longer had the energy to stand out of thin air, and the two of them fell from a high altitude in an instant.

With a bang, the bodies of the two were plunged straight into the ground, and neither of them closed their eyes until they died.

Chen Fan and Long Lin took the outer disciples to search for the bodies of the dead people everywhere, trying to find some treasures from them, but all they found were tattered corpses, none of which were complete, the headless corpse, I don't know where it fell.

"Brother Fan, there are two complete ......" Zhong Xinli led people to scatter to search, and suddenly saw two complete corpses stuck straight on the ground, their eyes wide open, looking at each other.

Zhong Xinli quietly walked to the corpses, carefully looked at the two corpses, and tried it under Ling Qianyu's nose with his hand, and only when he saw that he was not angry, he was relieved.

Chen Fan rushed over with Long Lin, and when he saw one of them, he saw that it was a mysterious person who attacked Xuanzong.

"These two people can't touch, they have to be reported to the sect and the sect will decide how to deal with it. Chen Fan carefully observed the other corpse, and saw that the robe was covered with the unique materials and textures of Xuanzong, and spoke.

"Brother Fan, why didn't he turn a blind eye?" Long Lin asked tremblingly, pointing at Ling Qianyu.

"Maybe there is something that has not been fulfilled!" Chen Fan said, raising his hand to close the eyes of the two corpses.

"You guard the corpse here, remember not to move the corpse lightly, I'll report to the sect!" Chen Fan turned around and strode away, admonishing Zhong Xinli and Long Lin behind him.

Qingxuan Peak, the elders of each peak will be impassable from the inside and outside of this place, the inner and outer three layers are guarded here, and the masters of the Xuanzong high-level who participated in this epic battle are all healing in the main hall.

However, the most inconspicuous steward of the outer gate of White Tiger Peak, Steward Luo, actually sat outside the gate of the hall with a long sword in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, deliberately symmetrical, as if he was asleep.

But if anyone really thinks he is asleep, I am afraid that he will die a miserable death.

How can a person who can cultivate his strongest cultivation into a hidden half of his life, how can he be like this?

Suddenly, Deacon Luo's eyes opened, a glimmer of light in his eyes disappeared, and he sensed it carefully, and then closed his eyes again and rested.

After a while, Chen Fan came to him.

Chen Fan came in a hurry, the corpses of those two people were definitely not the corpses of idle people, Chen Fan did not dare to make an assertion and move those two corpses.

Seeing Deacon Luo sitting in front of the main hall, although Chen Fan had doubts, he didn't ask much after all, and bowed respectfully, and said: "Lord Deacon, the disciple found two suspicious corpses in the mountains and forests, one of which was the leader of the group of mysterious people, and the other was wearing the clothes of the sect. ”

After Chen Fan finished speaking, he stood quietly aside, waiting for Deacon Luo's answer.

Although Deacon Luo looked like he was asleep, Chen Fan didn't think that Deacon Luo was really asleep.

"Master, go all the way!"

In the main hall, Wu Qingxuan's grief-stricken voice came.

"Chen Fan listens to the order...... Wu Qingxuan let out a sad cry, and then a majestic voice came out, saying: "Order Chen Fan to guard the body of the head of the Taishang Gate, if there is any mistake, come and see him!"

"Yes! Disciple obeys!" Chen Fan lowered his head to hide the shock in his heart, the person wearing Xuanzong's clothes was actually the head of the Taishang family!

What shocked Chen Fan even more was that the Wu shopkeeper of the Long family in Yingcheng turned out to be the sect master of Xuanzong, although Chen Fan had long doubted his identity, but at most it was the status of an elder or a peak master, the position of the sect master, Chen Fan had never thought of it.

Chen Fan took half a step back, turned around and walked away at an extremely fast pace, his steps were fast, almost running down the mountain.

He was afraid that his shock would be seen as flawed.

Deacon Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed by half an inch, and then Wu Qingxuan's voice came from his ears.

"Chen Fan is worth cultivating, and he has no disagreement with the sect......"

The sword was unsheathed, and Deacon Luo regained his drowsy state.

PS: Is it the disorientation of the eyes, or the loss of light in the heart