The old man glanced at Yan Yuchen lightly, then looked at Shangguan Qin on the altar, and said, "He is going to die today, you are going to die today, and the woman next to you is also dead." The three of you are buried together, how about it?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, the old man's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Yan Yuchen, grabbed the scimitar in his hand, twisted it slightly, and with a "click", Yan Yuchen's wrist was broken, and the scimitar fell!

The old man took the scimitar, but he didn't pay attention to the young man in front of him, stared at the scimitar in his hand with burning eyes, and praised: "Sure enough, it is a good knife, although it is a magic weapon, it can be compared to a spiritual treasure, and it can continue to be promoted in the future." Yes, yes, the old man has not seen such a beautiful treasure for many years. ”

"Late stage of the Spirit Realm!"

As soon as they saw the old man do it, some elders with advanced cultivation immediately felt the old man's current cultivation from their breath, and they were all shocked.

"Boy, the old man of the scimitar will laugh at it, and as for your life, the old man will take it too. ”

The old man put away his scimitar, and with a fluttering palm, he hit Yan Yuchen's body protection shield, and the shield cracked, and his palm was imprinted on his chest.

Yan Yuchen's whole body was shocked, the bones in his body "clicked", began to break, his footsteps staggered back a few steps, and he fell to the ground, and immediately bled from his seven orifices.

"Huh?"

The old man's face was full of surprise, and then he smiled faintly and said, "There is also a treasure! This treasure is probably the real treasure, otherwise the old man's palm would have broken your body a long time ago." ”

Yan Yuchen's Danhai sky, a golden font sparkled, the light bathed his internal organs, moisturizing his broken bones.

If it weren't for the automatic protector of the immortal character, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago.

After this fright, he hurriedly turned over, took a few steps back, shook his wrist, and with a "click", the broken bones recovered.

"Boy, hand over the things and break the bloodline connection, and the old man can leave you a whole corpse. ”

The old man squinted.

This thing even made his heart flutter even more than the scimitar, and it seems that there may be many unknown secrets in this young man's body.

"Under the nine heavens, I am Haoran, on the top of Langya, a thousand rays of light! A sword flies into the sky, and the evil ...... is slashed with thunder."

Just as the old man was about to make a move, the young man's mouth suddenly murmured.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, black clouds pressed on the top, and the sky and the earth changed color!

The air currents between the surrounding heaven and earth centered on him, and the wind and clouds rolled up, surging and rolling, and quickly accumulated!

In the dark sky, dazzling thunder and lightning suddenly slashed, and in the young man's hand, at some point, there was an ancient spirit sword as black as ink!

The spirit sword grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant sword, like a towering peak that lifted the young man above his head, connecting the thunder and lightning in the sky, and the lightning was rolling, sizzling, and radiant!

The sky covered with black clouds, thunder and lightning like a dragon in an instant, flying all over the sky!

"It's ......"

The old man, who had always looked indifferent, finally began to change, his eyes were solemn, and he quickly sacrificed an earthy yellow shield.

"Boom!"

The giant sword carried rolling thunder and lightning, like a giant peak that suddenly fell, and fell towards him with a bang!

The sword was shining, and the sharp and incomparable sword qi had already torn through the air, screaming sharply, sparks flying everywhere, and a scorched smell spread.

This Great Elder of the Nine Poison Palace suddenly felt that the qi in his whole body was locked, and it was difficult for his feet to move!

He roared suddenly, his whole body swelled with black light, raised the shield in his hand, and instead of advancing and retreating, his body suddenly rose to the sky!

The greatsword fell, and he greeted him like a sharp spear!

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the light burst out!

The old man's posture rising into the sky suddenly stopped, and then fell vertically, his feet "slammed" and fell to the ground, and the clothes on his body were torn apart by the air current, and there were a few more blood marks on his face.

The earthy yellow shield was gone.

And the terrifying giant sword was a wail, the light dissipated, shrunk rapidly, and turned into a three-foot long sword again, falling into Yan Yuchen's hands.

"Wow-"

Due to the connection between his hearts and minds, Yan Yuchen was shocked by the impact of the old man and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even paler.

The Langya Slashing Sword belongs to the spirit treasure, and it has the blessing of thunder and lightning that the monk is afraid of, but I didn't expect it to be taken by this old man, and the other party didn't seem to have received much trauma, the monk in the late stage of the Spirit Realm is really terrifying!

Yan Yuchen raised the Langya Slashing Sword in his hand, put the two fingers of his left hand together, and lightly wiped it against the sharp blade, and blood splattered out and landed on the blade.

Langya's slashing sword, which continued to scream and dimmed, trembled and excited again.

The old man's body shook, and his feet that had fallen into the ground came out.

He raised his hand and touched the blood on his cheek, the indifferent look on his face disappeared, and his gaze became a little gloomy.

"Look for death!"

The old man snorted coldly, the light in his hand flashed, and a black big knife appeared, the blade was as smooth as a mirror, the black light flowed, and with a slight wave, an extremely strong stench permeated the air.

"The treasure of the Nine Poison Palace, the Nine Poison Blood Drinking Knife!"

Someone recognized the knife and exclaimed.

The old man sneered, the big knife in his hand swelled rapidly, and among the black rays that burst out, a bloody scarlet light flashed, and he slashed fiercely at Yan Yuchen.

The Langya slashing evil sword in Yan Yuchen's hand "buzzed", and the thunder current turned, and it also rose rapidly, and the dazzling sword light with thick thunder and lightning greeted it!

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, the air flow exploded, and the dust flew!

The swords collided, the sound was deafening, although the thunder of slaying evil was specialized in overcoming filthy things, but the gap between the two people's cultivation was too large, and the surging lightning only lasted for a moment, and then it was drowned in the scarlet light and disappeared.

Yan Yuchen held the Langya Slashing Evil Sword, his body flew out upside down, and he fell heavily to the ground.

And the Great Elder of the Nine Poison Palace was not happy, his body trembled, he staggered back a few steps, and a slight crack appeared on the Nine Poison Blood Drinking Knife.

After all, this magic weapon can't resist the spiritual treasure.

The old man didn't feel any distress, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes greedily glanced at the spirit sword in the young man's hand, and the Nine Poison Blood Drinking Knife in his hand was raised again.

"This time, the old man will see how you can resist!"

The blade trembled, and an even more intense scarlet light burst out, and then merged into the sword, rushed into the sky, and fell head-on towards Yan Yuchen!

Yan Yuchen struggled on the ground a few times, but he didn't stand up.

The crowd was silent, all shocked by the wonderful and bloody battle and the strength of the young man!

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