The old man held a short stick, waved it in the air, and smashed it down!

The Outer Realm Martial Artists and the Elder Disciples within the Sword Sect all watched this scene intently, unable to predict the outcome.

Qin Yun was as immobile as a mountain, the method of fusion of the two artistic conceptions was quietly running, a sword was slashed out, the golden light flashed, and the axe of slaughter!

The purple sword trembled slightly, and the sword light slashed across the sky like a match!

Qin Yun had already moved to kill, so he used the method of fusion of the two artistic conceptions, and the power of the surging golden artistic conception surged, all rushing into the sword light!

The short stick looks ordinary, but at this moment it is full of light, and the rich artistic conception of fire wraps the short stick, like a torch, spinning towards the sword light!

"Boom!"

Qing Yue's voice instantly resounded through the sky, shaking the ears of countless warriors, and the power of the golden fire artistic conception in the sky boiled, dyeing the sky into gold and red.

With a terrifying sharp sound, the light of the short stick instantly dimmed, and it flew backwards! The sword light did not stop, and it flashed towards the thin old man like a bamboo.

The thin old man's face finally changed.

He hurriedly threw out a green bracelet, the material of the bracelet was unknown, it rose against the storm, spun and flew towards the sword light!

"Dang!"

"Click!"

A piercing sound exploded, and a slight crack suddenly appeared on the bracelet, and the light was dim.

"What?" The thin old man finally panicked, no matter how difficult it was to remain calm, the power of that sword light was beyond imagination.

The thin old man was very wise and very simple, turned around and left, and he didn't care about any sword pool treasures at this time.

"Since you're here, don't go. Qin Yun's voice came, and the sword light in the air suddenly turned, and in an instant, he came to the back of the thin old man!

"Ahh

The old man screamed in horror, his body was cut off diagonally, and the old man's eyes were full of horror and remorse, and he couldn't believe that he would be killed by a young indigenous man!

Blood spilled in the sky again, the scene was thrilling, and everyone was terrified.

However, at this moment, beams of light shot out at great speed in the distance in the air, and at the same time, voices echoed in everyone's ears.

"Where is the child rampant here?"

"It's a shame for us celebrities! Not a single native can handle it!"

"The natives can be cut down at will, but should we first agree on how to divide the treasure if there is a foreign treasure?"

Beams of light shot from all directions, meeting in the air, and there were eight people.

The foreign warriors below had different expressions on their faces, seven of these eight were all elders, not young disciples, and obviously elders from all sides.

Only one man in silver was a young man, with a handsome face, with a hint of coldness, and the whole person was like a humanoid ice cube, and the slightest emotional fluctuation could not be seen from his face.

Everyone was unfamiliar with that young man, but the silver-clothed man was standing in the void at this time, standing side by side with the elders who were much older than him, and his aura was not weak at all, this discovery shocked many people, which showed that this person's strength could be said to be outstanding, far surpassing his peers.

"He's Luo Hantian!" Suddenly, an exclamation rang out from the crowd, and someone recognized the silver-clothed young man.

"Is he Luo Hantian?" The uproar in the crowd continued to spread, although few people had seen this person, but the name Luo Hantian had been thunderous recently.

Luo Hantian was originally unknown, but he rose strongly in the battle of Liantian in the space of the ruins at the bottom of the lake, and even defeated Li Xiaoyu, one of the four masters of Linlang, and could be called one of the strongest geniuses in that space.

As people continued to leave the space of the ruins at the bottom of the lake, Luo Hantian's daimyo also spread and spread widely among foreign warriors.

At this time, everyone was shocked, and they couldn't imagine that this top genius had also left that space, had he already gained enough?

"Indeed, his aura is not weaker than that of the older figures, and it seems to be sharper, which is really terrifying. ”

Most of the people's eyes fell on Luo Hantian, even Qin Yun's eyes flashed, and he looked at Luo Hantian curiously, he had heard Luo Hantian's name in the ruins at the bottom of the lake, but it was just a fate.

The seven elders of the various forces also looked surprised, and they originally despised Luo Hantian, but at this time, they couldn't see it at all.

"Haha, in my opinion, how about we divide all the treasures equally after breaking through the big array?"

"If there is any good cultivation method, it doesn't have to be divided equally, we can just enlighten together. ”

"Yes, that's it, we come from the same region, we should be united, and avoid disputes. ”

Eight people, you and I began to discuss how to distribute the treasures in the Sword Sect, and completely regarded the Sword Sect as fish and meat on the chopping board, which could be cut at will.

In fact, even so, no one felt that there was anything wrong, and the eight were all famous figures in the outer realms, and they were completely detached in the three domains.

But a discordant voice came at this time: "Don't make noise outside my Sword Sect, look at that stone, those who cross the line will be killed, and those who want to die should come over quickly......"

Hearing this voice, the foreign warriors glared, and suddenly turned their heads to see Qin Yun holding a sword, and said impatiently.

Everyone looked at each other, didn't this man know how to die?

"Hehe, this little ghost is going to send us to death? ha!"

"The ignorant are fearless, and that's what they say. ”

"It's just a bug without a brain, I'm going to crush him, and then I'm going to talk to you about it. ”

The eight powerhouses all bowed their heads and looked down at Qin Yun below.

A tall and swarthy middle-aged man suddenly swooped down and said coldly: "Bed bugs, there are some people you can't afford to offend, don't take ignorance as pride, let you taste the taste of life is worse than death today!"

The other seven people watched this scene calmly, waiting for the swarthy middle-aged man to kill this son before discussing.

Qin Yun's eyes flashed with coldness, and suddenly he stepped on the ground, and his body instantly rose to the sky!

The purple sword swung, and the purple shadow turned into a purple storm, stirring towards the sky!

"I can't help myself!"

The killing intent in the eyes of the swarthy middle-aged man flashed, and he suddenly clenched his fist, his fist was as big as a fight, and the sound of wind and thunder came from the wave, and there was a purple lightning that jumped on it, looking from afar as if he was holding a ball of thunder, and the power was amazing!

"The power of thunder and lightning?" Qin Yun's eyes flashed, not afraid at all, since he walked out of the Thunder Sea in the Yang Realm, his resistance to thunder was far beyond ordinary people.

At this time, the purple sword slashed upward, and the power of the two artistic conceptions fused to cast the slaughtering axe, and the terrifying power was poured into the purple sword, the purple sword buzzed, and the sonic boom slowly came after tearing the air for a hundred meters, and the speed was extremely fast!

The swarthy middle-aged man was about to kill this son with his fist, but suddenly his hair stood on end, and he was suddenly startled. That kind of power made him tremble, and that power shouldn't have been in a young native.

"Give me death!"

The swarthy middle-aged man burst into a shout, at this time, even if the other party's strength was far beyond imagination, he was confident that he could deal with it.

The purple fist slammed out, touching the sword light storm, the dark middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, and the sound of clicking was endless, and his fist was swept into the sword light storm and shattered immediately!

"How is it possible?" The dark man was full of horror and was about to retreat, but how could Qin Yun let him go?

The sword light quickly caught up, engulfing the entire dark middle-aged man, and the sound of screams, blood, and bone cracking kept coming.

When all sounds stopped, the sword light disappeared, and only a large rain of blood fell in the air......

"Again...... Another ...... died" The stunned foreign warriors swallowed their saliva, not knowing how to describe their mood at this time.

(End of chapter)