Taking a step forward, Song Zilin's body erupted with a strong momentum, and the scimitar in his sleeve burst out like lightning, and a sharp sound was heard in the air at an extremely fast speed, dragging a slender ripple.

- Two-sleeved green dragon.

Bai Cangshan's expression couldn't help but change, the copper umbrella in his hand opened, and he retreated backwards continuously, the dense sword shadow completely enveloped it, and the killing intent everywhere made him feel very aggrieved.

Bang –

Bang –

……

The scimitar constantly collided violently with the copper umbrella, and every time it hit Bai Cangshan, he couldn't help but take a step back.

A hint of a smile appeared in Song Zilin's expression, he withdrew his scimitar, looked at Bai Cangshan with a solemn expression, and said slowly: "I want to see how many qi you have to burn, I really want to know how many hole cards you still have to use." ”

Bai Cangshan's expression was very gloomy.

The divine consciousness spread in all directions, everything around him was under his gaze, and the killer who came out of the yellow sand obviously had the upper hand, facing the disciples of the Tianxing Sect whose internal strength was almost exhausted, their methods were extremely cruel, and they could be said to be all-powerful.

Although they fell into the downwind, the disciples of the Tianxing Sect were trying their best to deal with it, you must know that now they have reached the realm of mortality, either life or death, there is no way back at all, even if they are seriously injured, they are desperately fighting.

A smile slowly appeared in his expression.

Nodding.

Bai Cangshan said softly: "Sure enough, it has lived up to the prestige of my Tianxing Sect. ”

Song Zilin said with a smile: "It's just some dying and struggling people. ”

Bai Cangshan still had a smile in his expression, looked at Song Zilin, and said in a deep voice: "I really don't have any hole cards, and now there is only one miserable life left." ”

Song Zilin's expression changed slightly.

The smile in Bai Cangshan's expression completely returned to calm, replaced by a dignified face, and a strong aura suddenly burst out from his body, at this moment, Bai Cangshan's expression became withered, and his expression became luster at all, as if it was yellow paper, but the momentum that erupted from his body was getting stronger and stronger.

Song Zilin's expression became solemn, and he finally realized something at this moment.

But it was too late.

Bai Cangshan's body suddenly rushed out, and the breath of the whole person also exploded to the extreme, and at the same time, the cold intent erupted from his body, his palms flickered, and the overwhelming power rolled out, directly enveloping Song Zilin.

"Death—"

Bai Cangshan let out a roar, and the whole person erupted with incomparably decisive killing intent.

Mortal meaning.

Song Zilin's expression was solemn, and the double knives in his sleeves burst out with heavy swords, trying to break through the cold meaning of Baicang Mountain, and the heavy power continued to sweep in all directions, but he still couldn't get out of the predicament.

The two clashed fiercely.

Roll up the yellow sand and fill the sky.

Song Zilin kept roaring, as if he was a wounded beast.

The palm of Bai Cangshan's hand was densely covered with frost, and his withered expression was full of determination.

As he said, he now has no hole cards, only this remnant body remains, and now he has ignited all the remaining qi in his body, along with the essence and blood in his body, all of them have been transformed into powerful power, and he wants to drag Song Zilin into the realm of mortality.

"Die—"

The frost in his palms was dense, and his body suddenly rushed out, directly against the power of the double swords, and his palms were implemented.

In the blink of an eye.

Song Zilin clearly felt the biting chill, wandering around his limbs, and the blood in his body froze.

The breathing was heavier a few times, and Song Zilin's expression became extremely ugly.

The twin knives burst out and drilled directly into Bai Cangshan's body.

The body trembled, a large mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, but Bai Cangshan's body did not move at all, his palms trembled, and the more fierce palm power erupted, Song Zilin's body flew backwards, blood kept spitting out, and his breath became extremely sluggish.

Bai Cangshan's body stood.

A faint smile appeared in his expression, looking at Song Zilin, who fell heavily to the ground, he forcibly mobilized the qi in the remnant body, swept out a powerful force, controlled the copper umbrella, and suddenly pushed it out.

The bronze umbrella burst out with a strong force.

The heavy impact hit Song Zilin's chest.

Song Zilin's body that had just stood up fell to the ground again.

Bai Cangshan nodded, looking very satisfied.

Slowly turned around.

Bai Cangshan's gaze looked at the many disciples of the Tianxing Sect, his hands moved slowly, and in an instant, his body trembled suddenly, and a blood rainbow burst out from his body, sweeping in all directions, and the killer in black let out a wail one after another.

Plop –

Bai Cangshan fell heavily to the ground, but there was a smile in his expression.

Everything he could have done had already been done.

"Ancestor—"

"Ancestor—"

“……”

A continuous burst of exclamations rang out.

The disciples of the Tianxing Sect erupted with a powerful sense of grief at this moment, and everyone was like crazy, desperately fighting with the black-clothed killer.

In the blink of an eye.

The disciples of the Tianxing Sect achieved an absolute upper hand.

……

……

The terrifying yellow sand has passed, and the grim reaper has not gone far.

After using a lot of powerful weapons from the Gate, the Dizang Gate, the Huangquan Gate, and the Yama Sect finally survived the extermination of the Yellow Kill, but they encountered the assassination of the man in black.

The three major sects with their own ghosts fought their own battles, and in the face of the strong assassination of the man in black, they quickly fell into the disadvantage.

Qian's expression was extremely gloomy, looking at the disciples of the Huangquan Sect who were constantly fighting with the man in black, his fists were clenched, and his body suddenly walked out, like a ghost, the sharp cold needles kept flying out, and the man in black kept wailing and fell.

With the shot of the dry barge, the man in black quickly died.

Stand still.

There was a terrible light in his eyes, and he kept looking around, his brows furrowed slightly, and his expression looked very solemn.

These people in black appeared like ghosts, which made him feel a little worried, seeing that he was about to reach the ruins of the ancient kingdom of Dali, but he was assassinated by the men in black, which meant that someone had been watching them in the dark.

Exhale softly.

The body of the dry barge suddenly rushed out and broke into the disciples of the Yama Sect, the flying needle in his hand continued to burst out, and the wailing sound continued to sound again.

Killing a man in black with a sword, Chen Qianye's expression revealed a trace of solemnity.

Although these black-clothed people can't have much impact on the three major sects, they are very disgusting after all.

(End of chapter)