Leng Qianji's long gray hair fluttered and scattered.

The sword qi of the whole body is as cold as ice, giving people a feeling of falling into an ice cave.

Hearing Leng Qianji's choking words, Elder Xinggu's face was also gloomy as water.

Looking at the Southern Heaven Domain, there were a few people who could ignore the majesty of the Xingyu Sword Pavilion like this.

However, this cold thousand traces are scattered cultivation, coming and going without a trace, plus its pseudo-saint strength.

If the Xingyu Sword Pavilion didn't use the Sage to deal with it, there were really few people who could suppress Leng Qianji.

But how could the Sage of the Star Universe Sword Pavilion take action at will because of such a thing, and most of the Sages are proud of their identities, and they will not chase and kill a pseudo-Saint.

Therefore, Leng Qianjian, there is really no need to be too jealous of Xingyu Sword Pavilion.

Rumble!

In the void, there are layers of fluctuations.

The battle between the pseudo-saints, even if it is not as easy as the saints to destroy the void, but the fluctuations are also very violent, and the heavenly dome trembles endlessly like a drum.

"It's really, the battle of the world......"

The millions of warriors around him all retreated into the distance.

Looking at the shocking battle between the Venerable and the Pseudo-Saint, everyone's eyes widened, for fear of missing a single detail.

This kind of battle is really rare in the Southern Heaven Domain.

"Hmph, no one can save this little obstacle today!"

Xing Mo probed his hand and grabbed it with one hand towards Ye Guchen.

Seeing this, Leng Qianji's eyes flashed with a cold glow, and the lonely cold sword in his arms shook, and a sword that pierced the void swept towards Xing Mo.

However, with a bang, Elder Xinggu raised his hand to seal and blasted away at the sword.

"Huh...... Leng Qianjian, although your strength is not bad, it is too whimsical to want to deal with our two pseudo-saints with one enemy and two. Elder Xinggu sneered.

Leng Qianji frowned slightly.

"Little evil obstacle, die!" Seeing this, Xing Mo continued to reach out and grab it, the space around Ye Guchen seemed to begin to vibrate, and a strong sense of oppression made him feel like he was being crushed by the Taigu Mountain.

The same is true for Su Jianshi and others on the side.

"You dare!"

Forging Tianfeng shouted loudly and flashed over.

However, he used to waste his hands, and his strength has also dropped greatly after drinking all these years.

Moreover, foundries generally specialize in the way of casting, and do not have an advantage in martial arts.

"For the sake of the face of the former Southern Forging Holy Hand, I let you be presumptuous, but today, this little evil obstacle will die!" Xing Mo swept away with one hand, and directly shook Forging Tianfeng back, spitting blood from his mouth.

"Forging seniors, forget it, let Ye take care of today's affairs. Ye Guchen's eyes were cold.

"It's a bit of a backbone, but ...... Still want to die!" Xing Mo struck again.

This time, there is really no one who can save Ye Guchen.

The demon ape of the mixed world, the wind is full of buildings, and the sky is forged.

Those who can make a move have all shots, and all the hole cards have been revealed.

But it's a pity that Ye Guchen's enemies are too many and too strong.

The hegemon-level force is a behemoth that cannot be shaken for Ye Guchen, who is now only in the realm of life and death.

"After all, do you still want to die?"

Looking at Ye Guchen, all the martial artists in the audience were lamenting in their hearts at the moment.

I have to say that today they are witnessing an absolutely shocking battle.

And the source of all these great battles is just Ye Guchen, a martial artist at the threshold of life and death.

"If Ye Guchen can not die today, his reputation in the Southern Heaven Domain is afraid that it is enough to compare with the top ten princes, but it is a pity that it ......" Many martial artists shook their heads.

But at the moment when everyone was about to witness Ye Guchen's fall.

But there was a voice with a delicate crying tone, which resounded in all directions.

"You are all bad people, big bad guys, Xue'er doesn't allow you to hurt Brother Ye and Sister Su!"

A slender and petite figure suddenly broke free from the hands of Ji Ling and the others beside him, and rushed towards the most central battlefield.

"Don't, Xue'er!" Ji Ling, Chu Qingchi and the others were all shocked.

After Xue'er followed Su Jianshi and others to the Sword Sect Tower, she also became a group pet-like existence with her ice and snow appearance.

All the Sword Sect Tallinn disciples are very fond of this lovely girl.

But at this moment, in a war of this level, Yan Changge and the others were helpless, unable to intervene, and could not change anything.

A Cher went up, wasn't it sent to death?

However, Xue'er's speed was unexpectedly fast, and her body turned into an afterimage.

A pair of big glossy eyes were a little weird scarlet seeping out.

"Huh?" that Xing Mo obviously noticed Xue'er as well.

However, after seeing that it was just a teenage girl, her face returned to indifference.

"There are so many people who want to die with you, little evil obstacle, you are blind to death!"

Xing Mo's expression was cold, even if he saw that Xue'er was just a girl, he didn't mean to keep his hand at all.

In his opinion, his grandson, Prince Xinghong, died, and Ye Guchen, including all the people related to him, had to be buried for Prince Xinghong.

Rumble!

As soon as Xing Mo grabbed the palm of his hand, the Void True Qi tumbled, condensing into a crystal palm print, and grabbed Ye Guchen, Su Jianshi, and the little fat man, the Condor, and Xue'er in it.

Obviously, Xing Mo wanted to wipe out all of them single-handedly.

After a loud bang, the atmosphere fell silent.

Even those false saints, Venerables, who fought each other, were temporarily separated.

Because if Ye Guchen died, it would be pointless for them to fight again.

"Dead ...... Dead?"

The audience looked at the smoke-filled place and stared intently.

Some people swallowed their saliva.

After all, today, Ye Guchen, a little martial artist at the entrance of life and death, has brought them too many surprises.

"It's finally dead, the innate sword fetus, it's time for the thing to return to its original owner. Gu Shaoyang had a slight sneer on his face.

Yi Cangyue's eyes were flat, if Ye Guchen died like this, Gu Shaoyang would of course become the only owner of the innate sword fetus.

"This ......" Jian Jiu, Princess Feng Xi and the others were also frozen, sighing in their hearts.

All the disciples of the Sword Sect Tallinn roared in their minds, as if there were 100,000 heavenly thunder bombardments.

Yan Wushuang stood still, as if he had lost three souls and seven spirits, and his beautiful eyes became hollow.

"Damn...... You ......" Forging Tianfeng's eyes were not drunk, replaced by extreme anger.

It was not easy for him to find a disciple who inherited the forbidden casting technique, but he died like this.

"Huh...... Leng Qianji, you are just here for nothing today. Elder Xinggu said with a smile.

Leng Qianji was indifferent, he had already made a move to block a pseudo-saint, and he could be regarded as having completed his task.

But......

As a pseudo-saint of the sword path, Leng Qianchen could feel that Ye Guchen was afraid that he was an extremely demonic sword genius, and it was a pity that he fell like this.

In addition, there is the wind manlou that is almost silent, but still stands with a sword.

Although Leng Qianji was a step too late and did not see the only sword of heaven with his own eyes, he could still feel the artistic conception of the sword that remained between heaven and earth.

"If this person doesn't die, he will have one more opponent to learn from in the future. Leng Qianji shook his head lightly.

This pair of masters and apprentices are both extremely amazing kendo demons, but unfortunately, they fell on the same day......

Just when everyone thought the dust was settled.

I don't know when, cracks opened in the sky.

It was as if dark eyes were opened.

Wisps of scarlet blood fell from the cracks.

It was as if blood was raining down from the sky.

The heavens opened their eyes and shed blood and tears.

It is ...... Day crying.

(End of chapter)