"Is there no solution to the dead......

Yi Yuntian narrowed his eyes, he knew that no matter what, they would probably not be able to escape this disaster today.

Even if Jiang Hao was handed over, they would need to be forced to bow to the three first-class forces, otherwise they would still be slaughtered.

What's more, he won't hand over Jiang Hao anymore, after all, the last wish of his mentor when he was young still fell on Jiang Hao's body, and it can even be said that all the sword cultivators in the world who care about the Heavenly Sword Pavilion have fallen on Jiang Hao's body, Jiang Hao is not only living for himself now, but also for the Heavenly Sword Pavilion!

To this extent, Yi Yuntian has such a feeling, that is......

Jiang Hao's value is far greater than his old life!

"Bing Lan Sect, there can't be no successor. ”

Thinking like this, Yi Yuntian's hand holding the Wind Iron Sword tightened, slowly raised his head, and said lightly.

The five elders in charge led by Bai Bairui were all stunned, and the four Heavenly Realm disciples who followed them were also stunned, not very understanding the meaning of Yi Yuntian's words.

But Bai Rui, an old fox, almost stunned the moment, he ignored Yi Yuntian's intentions, grabbed one of Yi Yuntian's arms suddenly, and said with a swaying gaze: "Yi Yuntian, you can't do this...... The Bing Lan Sect can't have no successor, but it can't do without you!"

"Now that the sect master is not here, Elder Taishang is also suspected to have already left the world, if you do that, will you let me, an outsider, the old man of White Emperor City, help you take care of this sect that has a centuries-old inheritance?"

"Lao Yi, you can't seek death, the current Binglan Sect can't live without you!"

On the side, Guo Ran, Ji Chang and others were also anxious, and hurriedly said to Yi Yuntian.

"But the Heavenly Sword Pavilion can't be followed by no one ......"

Yi Yuntian shook his head slowly, revealing an indifferent smile, as if he had seen through everything in this earthly world.

"There are too many epics of time annihilation, it's time for the Heavenly Sword Pavilion to reappear in the rivers and lakes, instead of letting the only young man who can reproduce the Heavenly Sword Pavilion give his life here for us old guys, or hand it over to those demon cultivators......"

As he spoke, Yi Yuntian's eyes showed a hint of determination, and he was shocked, and a momentum different from the previous one suddenly erupted, knocking several people around him into the air.

Then, Yi Yuntian's momentum rose in a straight line, and slowly stepped into the air, every step fell, his breath was crazy skyrocketing, and what was even more shocking was that his clothes had been torn, the wrinkled skin seemed to be cracked, floating downward, the long gray hair of the steamed bun was gradually transforming towards black, and the traces of erosion of time on his face gradually dissipated at this moment......

In the end, Yi Yuntian stood at the same height as the three major demon cultivation masters, and his transformation had already been completed......

He has completely changed from an old man in his twilight years to a middle-aged man with iron bones, but there are still slight scars of time on his face, which still shows that he is no longer young!

"Master!"

Jiang Hao let out a sad cry, to the point where he could easily see what kind of state Yi Yuntian was in now......

That is to burn life and gain power, this is a secret method against the sky, he has more or less heard of it, the dead Kong Minhui and You Qianqiu, all they use are this forbidden power!

Moreover, this forbidden secret method is also irreversible, if this secret method is really used, it can only burn brightly for a while, and then gradually come to an end after the fire is gone.

"Apprentice, go and take your senior sister and junior brother away and leave Snow Sword Peak, Master...... With the most perfect posture and the most powerful power, we will meet the so-called supreme power for a while!"

Standing in mid-air, Yi Yuntian was full of divine light, but his expression did not change in the slightest, and it was even more flat than just now, and his voice was almost undulating towards Jiang Hao.

"But ......"

Jiang Hao's eyes were red, and the grief and anger in his heart had almost reached the extreme, he couldn't wait to sit on the ground and rush to the Heavenly Realm now, gain more powerful strength, and help his master...... Then rip it off the path of self-destruction.

"Don't go soon?!Don't let down your master's heart!"

Bai Rui, who was also red-eyed, let out a low roar, forming a solid wall with the rest of the people, across in front of Snow Sword Peak.

“…… Yes!"

Jiang Hao gritted his teeth, he also knew that now was not the time to hesitate, he had reached a desperate situation...... Without anyone's help, the enemy was even stronger than the one he had encountered before, and although it was not as powerful as the Great Divine Envoy, there was no existence as powerful as the fragile one!

His speed was very fast, and almost in a moment, he collected Mo Xianxue and Yu Fei in the Sword Emperor Divine Stone, and then he flew up to Thundercloud Peak, standing on the top of the peak and staring at Yi Yuntian.

"It's funny, you break the boundary against the sky, to this extent, you must be burned out in a while...... What's the use? But you can only barely stop the three of us, and once you die, won't the entire Binglan Sect be in the hands of the three of us? Who can survive the people you are desperately protecting?"

The Black Prison Old Demon shook his head and laughed, and the Xuanyue Sanren and the Flame Demon Old Monster sneered silently, as if Yi Yuntian's dying struggle was almost useless.

"Whether it's useful or not, you won't know until you've fought...... Perhaps, I can kill you all?"

Yi Yuntian, who returned to middle age, was like Jiang Hao, with an invincible self-confidence, and with a slight smile, he shouted out of thin air, like thunder, and swept the entire realm of the Binglan Sect.

"Warframe, come!"

Before the words fell, there was a piercing sound of breaking the air from the Snow Sword Peak, and I saw that the strange wind iron sword pine was all shattered, turning into pieces of sharp shards like sharp swords, covering Yi Yuntian's body, and turned into a pair of battle armor, which was tightly attached to Yi Yuntian's body!

"War Sword, come!"

There was another loud shout, but this time, the sound of the ensuing landslide and ground cracking completely overshadowed Yi Yuntian's voice - a huge and incomparably large battle sword rushed out of the mountain body of the Snow Sword Peak, destroying all the halls on the top of the Snow Sword Peak, and then gradually became smaller in the air, flew into Yi Yuntian's hand, and merged with the wind iron sword in his hand into a battle sword with a trace of blood!

Then, Yi Yuntian looked at the Black Prison Old Demon and the others, whose faces began to become a little solemn, his eyes were full of determination, despair, and ...... And a hint of war!

"Come on, fight to the death!"

He said this, holding a war sword, like a sword immortal who had fallen into the mortal world.