In order to wait for Tang Qianyu to think of a good plan, a loud bang attracted his attention.

A man with black aura slowly crawled out of a deep pit, his hair scattered and murderous.

The bones of his left hand seemed to have been deflected one hundred and eighty degrees, and there were also a few drops of blood on his head, and the whole person was distorted, and it was almost impossible to see what he looked like, but the bloodshot eyes were terrifying.

However, according to the evil aura he exuded and his rickety body, Tang Qianyu still recognized it!

It's Gumu!

The old man who was originally standing proudly before was now tormented by the evil force, and he became a person who was not a human being, a ghost or a ghost.

It's really embarrassing!

Sword Douluo watched this scene from afar, as if something was about to shatter in his heart.

"Old bones, you hold me up......! Otherwise I will look down on you. He roared angrily, pouring his spiritual power into his words, his eyes sharp.

With the spiritual power of the Title Douluo level, this voice instantly reached everyone's ears.

The man who was struggling on the ground was obviously stunned for a moment, and his originally blood-colored eyes also regained a trace of clarity.

He raised his head and glanced towards Sword Douluo's position, and his whole body suddenly trembled.

He opened his cracked mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

A pair of scarred hands suddenly reached out to him, slowly covering his head, and a steady stream of evil power came from those hands, and a terrifying aura filled the air.

The ghost face hooked the corners of his mouth, and laughed evilly: "Hehe, don't do any more useless resistance, surrendering to the darkness is your true destiny!"

"You let him go for me!" Sword Douluo roared.

"Hahaha, I won't let it go, what can you do?" Ghost Face looked at Sword Douluo who was crazy with interest, and said with a faint smile.

He also patted Gu Mu's thin face proudly, grabbed his hair in his hands, and looked at Sword Douluo wildly.

It seems that he doesn't care about everything in this world.

"You...... Kill it!" Sword Douluo said angrily, countless memories flashing through his mind: in those years, when he and Gu Mu fought side by side and won the Fighting Soul Arena, they were still like brothers.

That time, in order to help him find the Sword Shadow Grass to treat the sword qi injury, Gu Mu secretly went to the Sunset Forest without him, and the herb was found, but he himself was scratched by the brute bear.

That time......

Again and again!

Sword Douluo's body trembled violently, and there seemed to be a trace of tears in his eyes, and his eyes were full of blood.

He felt as if something was burning in his body, and the soul power in his body was constantly circulating, and a powerful force made him instantly break free from the consciousness interference of the evil force, and flew with endless sword intent.

The aura on his body continued to rise, and he soon returned to the level of Title Douluo, and he was still rising, and in an instant, he seemed to understand something, the Seven Killing Sword, the Sword Master's Killing Intent, was the sword of killing, and it was also the sword of protection.

Protecting others with killing intent is the true meaning of the Seven Killing Sword.

"Boom"

A powerful wave of qi emanated from all around him, ninety-three level Title Douluo, Cheng.

The sword will that erupted at that moment seemed to have incredible power, and it directly suppressed all the evil forces, and a large number of disciples of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect came back to their senses, and even the reborn ghosts could not control the corpses normally, and they all fell together.

"This ...... How is that possible!" Ghost Face looked at Sword Douluo with a look of disbelief, that powerful force was too familiar to him, and the power of Sword Douluo's total victory period was no more than this.

And he recovered to such a point in an instant, even most of his injuries were healed, and the endless kendo will lingered around him, slowly beginning to repair his body.

Strands of life ability were dragged and flew from the ground and sky to begin a complex restoration project.

Tang Qianyu watched from a distance, his heart was shocked, a faint light surged from Sword Douluo's body, he stood proudly, and a momentum that looked down on the world emanated from him.

The surrounding life energy was still relatively scarce, so much so that Sword Douluo's recovery from his injuries began to slow down.

However, in the corner that Tang Qianyu couldn't see, the Heavenly Great Banyan Tree exuded a little bit of brilliance, and slowly, the life energy gathered towards Sword Douluo began to increase.

A large green screen of light appeared on his body, and he slowly closed his eyes, and his breath gradually intensified.

As soon as the ghost face's eyes froze, he was about to make a move, but how could Tang Qianyu watch him interrupt Sword Douluo's recovery.

The folding knife in his hand stabbed in the direction of the ghost face with a flick of the flick, and his people had already rushed towards the ghost face through thousands of fallen ghosts.

Ghost Face was stopped by the sword light, and reluctantly took two steps back.

Although even if he didn't dodge the flying folding knife, it wouldn't hurt him much, but maybe it was because he was hurt too much, and subconsciously dodging had become his habitual reaction.

As soon as he turned his head, a boy with black wings on his back rushed towards him, and the folding knife instantly bent into a ninety-degree right angle in the air, and with a whirlwind, it returned to the boy's hand.

It's him again!

It's been bad for me again and again, it seems, it's looking for death!

The ghost face glanced at Tang Qianyu coldly, as if he was angry, and he didn't care about Sword Douluo, who was still recovering, he raised his hand directly, and the scythe of death was grabbed by him in his hand, and the evil qi was released instantly.

Endless killing intent locked towards Tang Qianyu.

Tang Qianyu originally just wanted to disturb the ghost face and wait for Sword Douluo to recover, but he really didn't want to make a move with him.

After all, you can't beat it with your hands, you can only deliver food!

He hurriedly controlled the six spider black wings and prepared to run away in a wave, and then when the ghost face wanted to attack Sword Douluo again, he stood up and slashed over, letting him know what it meant to "encircle Wei and save Zhao"!

However, when Ghost Face released the Endless Killing Intent, he knew that he was wrong, and he overestimated his strength.

Under the lock of extreme killing intent, he even felt that his whole body was smashed into a place of ice and snow, and there was a cold chill from head to toe.

This is an absolute suppression in terms of strength, with the strength of the ghostly state, if you want to suppress a low-level soul master, it is simply a piece of cake.

Tang Qianyu originally thought that with his own strength, he could maneuver around for a few rounds, but he didn't expect to be imprisoned by that cold killing intent in an instant.

The body fell uncontrollably, and his consciousness was blurred, and he could only watch as the ghost face came with the scythe of death and laughed fiercely.

The scythe was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that as long as he lowered his head, he could feel the coldness of the blade.

"Ahem, it's really a big deal!" Tang Qianyu said through gritted teeth.

That earth-shattering killing intent turned into terrifying spiritual power in an instant, and the ghost face smiled coldly: "Let you die in the illusion of happiness, hahaha"

Tang Qianyu's mind was blank, and what he was thinking about now was not how to break free, but the shadow he was thinking about.

It seemed that she was running towards her, and she had three pairs of incomparably holy white wings behind her.

It seems that she threw herself in front of her and showed a long-lost smile to herself!

Seem......

......

Suddenly, Tang Qianyu seemed to feel a little heat sliding down his face, and he woke up suddenly, Qian Lingxue was looking at him painfully, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"Thousand ...... Qianyue, why are you!" Tang Qianyu said in surprise.

His body was falling endlessly, and the arm holding Qian Renxue touched her back, which was wet, and the smell of blood permeated her body.

Tang Qianyu hugged the beautiful woman in his arms, and suddenly reacted, he seemed to be rescued, and hurriedly released the six spider black wings, and swept towards the ground with Qianyue in his arms.

A black shadow chased after him at great speed.

Ghost Face said coldly: "Run, hahaha, little bugs, do you think that if you are saved once, there will be a second time? Now, I want to see who will save you!"

He laughed wildly, a playful expression on his face, but a sword light suddenly came out of thin air in front of him.

An ethereal voice echoed in everyone's ears: "I'm here to save them, you, have an opinion?"