Among the woods, the silence is terrible.

Huazun looked at the young man with the long sword in his hand in front of him, and fell into thought.

After carefully scrutinizing every detail, he found that the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the young sword cultivator in front of him was terrifying.

Especially the weird spark that just appeared.

In the devouring that erupted in that moment, even though he was far away, he felt terrified.

At this time, the young man, holding the sword in his backhand, was about to strike again.

"Wait a minute!" the painter said suddenly.

Xiao Yao looked at Huazun, his eyes were a little playful, but he was not in a hurry, he also wanted to know what else the other party had.

However, the next words that the painter said made him a little unexpected.

"If I don't kill you, this battle is over, and I will also give you an Immortal Venerable True Treasure, how about it?!" Huazun said, "You must know that an Immortal Venerable can only refine five True Treasures at most, and each of them is the flesh of the heart." ”

Xiao Yao thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, let's each take a step back, how about it?"

"Oh?" Huazun looked at Xiao Yao with interest and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Don't say anything, I won't kill you, I still have to take your life, but I'll also take a step back, I'll take your two real treasures, how about it?" Xiao Yao said.

The painting is about to be by Xiao Yao.

What is this a step back?

"Are you unreasonable?" said the painting with a gloomy face.

Xiao Yao smiled even more happily.

Then, with a smile on his face, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"I wanted to reason with your immortal clan before, but you didn't want to reason with me, saying that I was an ant, saying that I was not qualified to reason with you and other ordinary people, saying that a big fist is reasonable, I pinched my nose and admitted it, now I can put the sword in my hand on your neck, your immortal clan has changed again, saying that you want to reason with me, and I have done all the shameless things in the world, what else can I do?"

The more Xiao Yao spoke, the angrier he became.

Then, another sword swung in.

He had a toothache.

He suddenly realized that in fact, the young man in front of him had always had spare strength, otherwise, with the other party's fire and swordsmanship, even if it was not easy to kill himself directly, it would be no problem to force himself to no way out.

But the young man didn't seem to intend to use fire against himself, but relied on swordsmanship alone.

Now he can still handle it.

But the other party's intentions caused him a lot of psychological pressure.

But as long as he is not a fool, he can understand that the other party is not in a hurry to kill him, but wants to use him to practice his sword.

This is simply a shame for an Immortal Venerable.

When will the Immortal Clan fall to such a state?

So much so that at this time, his hand holding the brush was trembling slightly.

The more he thought about it, the more troublesome he became, as if he used to go out to walk the dog with a rope in the evening, but now, he found that the dog had a collar around his neck and began to walk him.

In the past, they used to play with other clans between their palms, but now they have become other clans to play with their immortal clans, such a big contrast has really caused a great impact on this immortal venerable, and there may be no way to come out of the shadows for a long time.

If Xiao Yao knew what Huazun was thinking at this time, he would definitely shake his head and feel that the other party was thinking too much.

How could he possibly release this painter from the Great Wilderness?

In the Great Wilderness Ancient Land, in the Sword God Mountain, he has an advantage, but the three clans of immortals, demons and demons have a great disadvantage.

Their cultivation was suppressed.

This is naturally a great opportunity for Xiao Yao, otherwise, if he is outside, let alone confronting Xianzun head-on, his first reaction after seeing it must be to run away with his feet, unless he has a bad brain, he will choose to fight the other party, then it must be Xianzun who crushes him.

But this is the Great Wilderness Ancient Land, and it is the Sword God Mountain.

Such an opportunity is really rare, if you don't take advantage of this time to kill a few more Immortal Venerable Demon Kings and the like, when this opportunity passes, Xiao Yao will definitely regret dying.

Moreover, this is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him to improve his cultivation.

Have a few life-and-death battles with these bigwigs, and maybe you can get some treasures or something.

Surely you won't suffer, right?

Therefore, Xiao Yao still cherishes such an opportunity very much.

This is also the reason why he is reluctant to directly use the alien fire to cooperate with the Spring and Autumn Sword to kill the other party.

"Hmph, I want to see how good you are to be so sure you can kill me!" said the Painted Zun.

Xiao Yao waved the Spring and Autumn Sword after all, and said coldly: "Look at you, I was thinking about carrying my head and wanting to go back to receive the reward, but now? ”

The painting that was pierced was annoyed and ashamed, as if a fig leaf had been torn off by the other party.

After all, letting him admit that he was now defeated by a demon soldier was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

At first, he was indeed full of confidence, but even he didn't know why the other party could completely wear out his original self-confidence in such a short period of time.

Huazun never doubted that there were some geniuses who could understand the truth, but in his opinion, such a genius would never appear in the demon race!

"What a big breath, today, I have to kill you!" said the painting as he stepped back.

This is a suspicion of slapping yourself in the face.

However, the painter soon found a good reason for himself.

He said to himself in his heart that after all, he was in the Great Wilderness Ancient Land now, and his strength had been suppressed, so even if he really suffered a loss, it was not without reason.

Thinking about it, he also felt a lot more relaxed.

Xiao Yao didn't pay much attention to the other party, but the speed of the sword was getting faster and faster.

The sword foot is Xuanbu, and the sword qi hangs upside down like a waterfall, bits and pieces are neatly put together, without a single gap.

The frequency of the brush in the hand of the painter is getting faster and faster, and the heart is more and more surprised.

He was shocked to find that the sword qi of his enemy was still rising.

Like a mountain peak, it stands steeply.

Finally, he drew a huge shield in front of him, and it seemed that it was his last retreat.

"Demon Clan, when he sees each other one day, I will kill you!" As he spoke, the painter drew a horse, and after riding it, he rode away.

Xiao Yao's three swords barely smashed the huge shield, and he laughed when he saw the painting that fled in the wilderness.

It turns out that the immortal venerable of the immortal clan is also such a temperament.

He whistled, and the electric tiger rushed over.

"Don't run away from the drawn horse, you don't have a face, I still want a face. Xiao Yao patted the huge tiger head of the electric tiger and said.

The electric tiger roared, and its four hooves rushed to kick up the dust.

In the blink of an eye, he approached the painting statue on the ink horse.

Huazun's face changed suddenly, and he kept drawing swords, trying to stop Xiao Yao's pursuit.

Even if you can't kill the other party, it's good to drag yourself out for a while.

He only wanted to join the Immortal Clan as soon as possible, so that he would be safe.

He didn't believe that he and those immortals couldn't join forces to cut the young man behind him under his horse.

No, it's a tiger!

Xiao Yao stroked the Spring and Autumn Sword in his hand, although the speed of the electric tiger was very fast, it was extremely stable.

Xiao Yao himself didn't need to dig out his mind to keep his balance.

The sword patterns on the Spring and Autumn Sword are caressed, the ravines are distinct, and a kind of coolness penetrates through the heart and merges into the heart.

He let out a long, cloudy breath.

Finally, seeing that the speed was almost over, he jerked a little under his feet, and his body rose in the air.

The sword light is scattered, like a goddess scattering flowers.

It's not grandiose, but it's not too small. The sword qi was sharp, rolling up countless stumps and fallen leaves.

Xiao Yao's speed in the air suddenly increased a lot, like walking against the wind.

"Give me down!" With a loud shout, Xiao Yao had already arrived behind Huazun, and before the other party could lift the paintbrush, he was cut out in a fight.

A little under the feet of the painting statue, falling under the horse, how could the ink horse carry a thousand sword qi, and immediately paralyzed into ink.

Xiao Yao's sword flower flipped over, and it was another sword, killing towards the painting honorable.

"Get out!" shouted angrily, and the brush drew a sledgehammer.

Xiao Yao blocked the other party's attack, but there was an imperceptible sneer on his face.

Before he could reminisce about it, he noticed that there was a blazing heat behind him.

The moment he turned his face, he was greeted by a small flame.

The flames flickered, and under the terrifying gaze of the painter, the body was completely devoured.

In fact, if it was an ordinary time, it would not be difficult for Huazun to detect the strange fire, but he had been dealing with Xiao Yao's sword qi with all his heart before, and he noticed the abnormality behind him.

The new alien fire that is integrated with the sword furnace fire is much more domineering than any fire, otherwise it will be difficult to entangle a painter.

When the painter raised the brush in his hand and wanted to wave the ink, half of his body had already been swallowed, and before he could breathe, he had been completely devoured.

Reduced to ashes, except that there was still a brush in the ashes.

Xiao Yao bent down and picked up the brush.

"This brush is unusual, even if it is a strange fire, there is no way to devour it, which is a bit interesting. Xiao Yao laughed, "Originally, I wanted to practice more swords, but who knew that this painting was so bold, and if he couldn't fight, he wanted to run." ”

Shaking his head, he regained his grip on the electric tiger.

"Go back, by the way, and see the next prey. Xiao Yao's voice was quite cold.

The electric tiger shook his head, looking a little arrogant, as if the person who killed the Immortal Venerable before was not Xiao Yao, but it.

When they returned to their previous location, the Blood Mist Demon Lord and the others never appeared, but stared at those immortals who were still recuperating.

Among them, there is also an immortal venerable, who is strong, before Xiao Yao left, he told them not to do anything, and when he came back, so as not to startle the snake.

The Blood Mist Demon Lord understood what Xiao Yao meant.

From the beginning, Xiao Yao never thought of letting go of any immortal clan.

It's just that Xiao Yao is more sensible, he didn't want to kill them in one go, but wanted to break them one by one. Kill a painting venerable first, even if half of the vitality is cut off for these immortals.