The previous pavilion master immediately clenched his teeth, and his body moved, just about to rush forward.

Unexpectedly, under his rush, the four spaces underwent strange changes, and they suddenly collapsed, and then there was an endless darkness, pressing into the world around him.

"Old Pavilion Master, don't struggle, we only need his life, and the rest of the people, if it is not necessary, will not be killed. ”

Shura's ghost's treacherous hoarse voice sounded, and the face of the previous pavilion master could not be described in a difficult way, he drew his sword and slammed into the black curtain in all directions, but the attack was like a stone sinking into the sea, and it was completely devoured.

On Xuan Yu's side, because of the difference in strength by two big realms, his body was like being pressed by a mountain, and it was difficult to move.

His pupils contracted violently, Tu Qianqiu, in this way, broke into the Yin Sword Pavilion!

Suddenly, the blood-colored light burst and flashed, and the dragon blood sword suddenly rushed with a momentum that shattered the heavenly dome, slashing towards the gray-robed man in front of Xuan Yu.

"When—"

In the oblique side, a brown shadow suddenly appeared, it was actually a tattered branch, however, it was such a fragile one, and it was extremely easy to completely resist the attack of the dragon blood sword.

"Good sword!"

An extremely fiery voice emerged, and then in the void, Huo Di reached out a powerful big hand, rushed towards the dragon blood sword hilt, and in the blink of an eye, he firmly grasped it into his palm.

"Boom-"

A loud noise suddenly erupted, and a surging blood-colored angry dragon appeared violently, Tu Qianqiu's face was condensed, "Shura, kill the gods, don't let this dragon jump out." ”

Immediately, black clouds swept out around him, and before he could see it clearly, he suddenly flew in front of Xuan Yu, grabbed his neck at once, and pressed Xuan Yu's whole person to the ground.

Tu Qianqiu's eyes flashed, and his fingers strengthened, and he twisted this fragile neck straight.

His heart was just slightly loose, but he didn't expect the Xuan Yu in front of him, and with a "poof" sound, it turned into a little golden white flame.

Tu Qianqiu was a little shocked, the clone made by this kid almost deceived him.

The reason why he said that he was almost deceived was because he shook his other hand lightly, and he brought the real Xuan Yu to his eyes.

"A peerless genius is a poor fate. ”

He said the eight characters, and the black clouds surged up from his hand, and then let go of the Xuan Yu, and looked coldly at the more and more black clouds, slowly, completely submerging the figure of the young man.

Xuan Yu was surrounded by black gas, the skin on his body burned everywhere, his mouth and nose were completely blocked, it was difficult to breathe, his hands were tightly clasped, and he felt that he would suffocate to death in a short time.

The black clouds rolled, like a fierce beast roaring in mid-air, to tear and gnaw everything, swallow it into its belly, and twist it into powder.

Tu Qianqiu stood in place, indifferently withdrew, the black cloud slowly disappeared, and Xuan Yu's figure was gone.

"Soul!

The Shura ghost released a treacherous aura on this side and entangled the dragon blood sword, and the other side yelled at Tu Qianqiu.

However, in the four directions of heaven and earth, Tu Qianqiu did not find Xuan Yu's soul.

He frowned, he only felt strange, the body was gone, the soul would remain, even if Xuan Yu was special, it should not be an exception.

The figure of the Killing God Blade flashed, and he, as the previous young man with a heavy face, was now caged in a cloak, illusory, and very blurry.

However, there was a knife on his head, extremely clear, wrapped in a majestic aura, stabbing at the dragon blood sword, after all, it was a battle between characters, and there was a Shura ghost attack, and the latter was forced to retreat.

"I want it. "The gaze under the cloak of the god-killing blade is scorching, and the sword light is extremely sharp, as if weaving into a huge net, sealing towards the fierce blood-colored dragon.

Suddenly, the hand of the God Killer Blade froze in the air, and the environment in all directions of his four sides changed strangely, and in an instant, the hall of the Yin Sword Pavilion did not exist, as if he was in the starry sky of the universe.

Not only him, but Tu Qianqiu and Shura Ghost were also difficult to look at, and at the same time entered this strange space.

"What's going on?"

Tu Qianqiu's eyes were solemn, and the Shura Ghost and the God Killing Blade were as dignified and confused as him.

"There is no way that the Sword Pavilion has such a means. The Shura ghost hissed and said in a deep voice.

"Could it be that there are natural spatial fluctuations?" Tu Qianqiu narrowed his eyes, and as soon as he said it, he felt that it was impossible, so he shook his head.

"This space is weird. "God Killing Blade Road.

“...... Could it be that a master of that level?" said the Shura ghost, his heart also turbulent.

"Do you know about the fall of the Glass Palace? Tu Qianqiu clenched his fists, his eyebrows were gloomy.

As soon as these words came out, the cosmic space of the starry sky fell silent.

In the front hall of the Yin Sword Pavilion, the darkness around the previous pavilion master suddenly receded, and he suddenly rushed out angrily, looking almost crazy in his eagerness, and when he saw that there was only one master in the hall, this madness completely exploded.

He swung the sword in his hand and stabbed at Shi Tai very fiercely, but the latter did not dodge, and the tip of the sword stopped heavily in front of her throat.

"You ......" the man's pant was fierce, "why ......"

Shi Tai quietly closed his eyes, "Think about it yourself, their target is only him, if I don't do it, there will be a disaster in the Sword Pavilion." ”

The previous pavilion master stared at her, his gums were about to bite and bleed, and the hand holding the sword trembled like epilepsy, as if the hilt of the sword was about to be broken by him.

"You see...... Is he dead?"

Word by word, as if broken and squeezed out of the throat.

Shi Tai's eyes flickered in the depths, and she nodded slowly, her movements extremely stiff.

After all, after being hit by that terrifying black cloud, with his strength, there was almost no possibility of survival.

The previous pavilion master gasped roughly, and threw the sword in his hand on the ground, and it actually smashed straight into a deep pit.

He raised his face again, there was still a trace of hope in the depths of his eyes, that extraordinary genius boy, he always felt in his dark that he should not die so quickly.

At this moment, a ripple-like twist on the water suddenly appeared in mid-air, and a human figure seemed to gradually emerge from nothingness, and the old man in a light Taoist robe walked leisurely and stepped out.

The pupils of the previous pavilion master contracted and dilated, but the hope in his eyes burned even more, the aura on this old Taoist priest was extremely good, compared to the ordinary heavenly realm, it was far inferior.

The eyes of the Heavenly Drinker fell on the two people in the hall, as if they had looked straight into their hearts.

With a flick of his hand, the space was like a quiet lake thrown into a stone, and when the ripples opened, another figure was seen, and from it emerged.

The previous pavilion master had his hands tightened, and his eyes were as if they were about to crack, this person ...... Is that him?

The pale young man lay peacefully on the ground with his eyes closed, looking extremely peaceful.

"This kid ...... Are you still alive?"

The previous pavilion master stepped forward slowly, his steps trembled slightly, showing a hint of fear, he was afraid that as soon as he went up, he felt a cold corpse with no heartbeat and no breathing.

Xuan Yu has been in a very high position in his heart, because of the recognition of the divine sword, because of the brilliant talent, because of the miracle he has achieved.