"It's over, even Mr. Yang died at the hands of Ying Long, who else is the opponent of this fierce beast in heaven and earth?"

There was despair on Old Yu's face.

He coughed up blood, and his breath grew more wilted.

However, at this moment, 200,000 immortal swords formed a majestic sword river, rushing out of this pool of blood with a diameter of hundreds of zhang.

When Yu Lao saw this scene, his face was shocked, and his whole body trembled.

"Oh my God. ”

He couldn't believe that the scene in front of him was real.

In the sword river, Ying Long's figure was faintly seen.

Such a majestic fairy sword soared into the sky, and when it finally reached the top, it took Ying Long's body and fell into the blood pool.

The entire pool of blood fell silent again.

"Mr. Yang, defeated Ying Long?"

Old Yu's face was full of incredulity, and then he couldn't help but be ecstatic.

What a power is this?

He hurriedly dragged his body and looked towards the blood pool, and the clear blood pool at this moment became ancient again.

And suddenly from the central position in the pool of blood came a stream of blood.

"Could it be that Mr. Yang hit Ying Long hard?"

Yu Lao could barely believe his eyes.

In the pool of blood, Ying Long was dripping with blood at the moment, and the hot dragon blood continued to flow out.

Its body was full of fairy swords, especially the huge wings, which were pierced by the fairy swords.

Ying Long roared in pain, and the scales that were originally claimed to be invincible in defense could not escape the power of 200,000 immortal swords.

"Will you give in?"

At this moment, behind Yang Tian, the sword rays of 200,000 immortal swords pointed directly at Ying Long.

Although it has a strong vitality, it can't exert its true power after being exhausted by the Immortal Sword.

And Yang Tian, as the Heaven-Breaking Immortal Emperor, is unimaginable to his hole cards.

Ying Long now only has half a life left.

At this moment, there is a Xuan Immortal Sword in its chest, the sword intent in the Immortal Sword is constantly eroding and destroying its vitality, it is no longer able to fight, but Yang Tian can still send out another 200,000 immortal sword attacks, it can be said that this time he has the confidence to slay the dragon.

Ying Long was roaring.

"Dragons have an unyielding will!"

Obviously, it didn't think about bowing its head, especially to the smaller ant in front of it.

Yang Tian sighed.

"I didn't mean to kill you, it's not easy for you to survive for 10,000 years, but if I don't kill you, you will definitely kill me, in this case. ”

The boy raised his palm, and the fairy sword continued to make a soft sound.

"Then you're going to die. ”

In one sentence, 200,000 immortal swords were directly crushed against Ying Long.

Roar!

Ying Long let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, and then instead of retreating, he rushed towards the majestic Sword River.

With its crippled body, it is naturally not the opponent of the fairy sword.

However, just when Yang Tian felt that he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, he saw an ethereal white-clothed figure suddenly appear in front of Ying Long.

The figure in white just gently stretched out a hand, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth were silent.

All the 200,000 immortal swords that rushed over stayed in the void for a short moment, and then all of them fell to the bottom of the blood pool.

Yang Tian's pupils constricted, staring at the white-clothed figure in front of Ying Long, his face becoming extremely ugly.

He found that he had lost all contact with the 200,000 immortal swords, as if he had been invisibly cut off.

"Who are you?"

He found that he couldn't see through the other party, the figure in white was a young and handsome man.

He has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, uninhibited, his face is like a crown of jade, and his appearance is long and straight.

Standing in the void with his hands in his hands, his divine sense could not detect the man's form.

The figure in white smiled and did not answer Yang Tian's question, but opened his mouth and said,

"The afterlife is terrifying!"

Ying Long also stopped, its huge head crouched in front of the white-clothed figure, "Master!"

Master?

After hearing Ying Long's answer, Yang Tian's face changed again.

Ying Long's master, could it be......

"You are the master of this cave mansion, the fallen Gu Immortal. ”

The young man chuckled lightly and said, "I am indeed the master here, Hou Sheng, you are very powerful, and you actually defeated Ying Long, who cultivated in the Mahayana realm, with the cultivation of the Flying Ascension Realm." ”

Ying Long let out a low roar and said respectfully: "Master, I was not defeated by his hands, but by his damned weapon. ”

At this moment, dragon blood was still flowing on its chest, and there was also a sword of Zhuxian inserted on it, which looked extremely miserable.

The young man said softly: "Defeat is defeat, where are there so many reasons!"

His slender palm pointed at the Immortal Sword, and the Immortal Sword instantly flew into his hand.

It's just that this immortal sword only belongs to Yang Tian and not to him, so he keeps struggling in the palm of his hand, trying to escape.

However, the young man's cultivation was unfathomable, and the sword soul of the Xuan Immortal Sword fell into an eternal sleep again, and this struggle was almost negligible to the young man.

He grabbed the Zhuxian Sword and cast his sword trick, and the entire blood pool was filled with endless sword qi.

The pupils of Yang Tian's eyes shrank.

If such cultivation really wants to kill him, it will be effortless.

However, the young man didn't seem to have the intention of attacking him, but after withdrawing the sword move, he exclaimed happily: "It is an excellent fairy sword, which I have only seen in my life, but it is a pity that if the sword soul inside is complete, the power can be raised to a higher level." ”

When the words fell, it seemed to be a pity, but he still threw the Zhuxian Sword to Yang Tian. 、

"Next!"

After Yang Tian took the Zhuxian Sword, his face became even more puzzled.

The other party didn't even mean to make a move on him, you know, he abused the other party's pet Ying Long and only had half a life left.

"Master,"

Ying Long was also a little puzzled.

The young man looked at it, and then stretched out his palm to its forehead, Yang Tian's powerful vitality was constantly repairing Ying Long's injuries.

This period of time only lasted for a moment, and Ying Long immediately returned to his peak state.

"Roar!"

Ying Long let out a roar, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth.

"Boy, you're dead. ”

It stared at Yang Tian deadly, however, just as it was about to rush over, the young man stretched out his palm void towards Yang Tian.

Yang Tian suddenly became vigilant and wanted to retreat, but found that the other party wanted to help him recover from his injuries and cultivation.

Although I did not understand the motives of this young man, it did no harm to him.

A powerful vitality enveloped his body, and it also took a moment for him to return to his peak state.

Yang Tian slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, hugged his fists at the young man and said, "Thank you seniors." ”

The other party has a tolerance for people, and he is worthy of being an ancient immortal.

The young man smiled and said: "Hehe, it's okay, my name is Wuchen, I haven't seen a real human for a long time, Housheng, welcome to my cave as a guest, my mount is a little grumpy and shoots at you, I apologize to you for it." ”

Yang Tian couldn't help but be in awe after hearing this.

The bearing of an immortal was the first time he had seen it.

At the beginning, all the immortals in the Xuantian Continent had been destroyed, and he had reached the end of the law era, he had never seen a real immortal, and he himself was only a half-step golden immortal realm.

Now that he saw the young man with such a bearing, he had to admire.

When Ying Long saw his master apologizing to Yang Tian, his whole body was flushed with anger, and he let out a white snort.

"Master, it is obvious that he broke into your cave mansion, not only devouring all the energy in the blood pool, but also seriously injuring me, and even almost killing me, how can you ......"

"Shut up!"

The dustless immortal responded to the dragon and scolded coldly, and then said to Yang Tian with a smile: "Discipline is okay, forgive the sin." ”

Yang Tian also smiled and said: "Dustless seniors are polite, this matter is indeed my Tang Xuan who appeared in your cave, and without your permission to absorb all the immortal blood in the blood pool, I will repay this, and the 200,000 immortal swords that fell at the bottom of the blood pool just now should be repaid." ”

The dustless immortal's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

He naturally loves the fairy sword very much, which can be seen from the way he looks at the fairy sword

And although the value of those 200,000 immortal swords was higher than that of the blood pool, there were tens of millions of immortal swords in the place where Yang Tian buried the sword, and it was not a big deal to lose some.

A smile appeared on the face of the Dustless Immortal.

"Although I am now gone, it is also a good choice for these fairy swords to be able to guard me, since you have given me such a big gift, I will not take advantage of you. ”

He pointed his finger at Ying Long and said, "You take it away." ”

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