The sharp blade cut through the void and fell straight towards Ling'er.

Ling'er's expression was solemn, looking at the falling claws, her heart was extremely heavy.

In her current state, it was too late to avoid it.

In other words, under this blow, she may die.

No, if it's Baili Feng, he will die.

She was a little panicked and a little guilty in her heart, and said secretly: "Little guy, I'm sorry." ”

However, just as her words reached Baili Feng's ears, at that moment, a sword light slashed from the side, accurately deflecting Gan Ying's claws.

"Huh?"

Gan Ying was annoyed and turned her head to look.

I saw that the kid who was seriously injured and vomited blood by the ram was looking at him with an indifferent face, and the sword just now was sent by this kid.

Ling'er also looked over, after the catastrophe did not die, she had an indescribable sense of relief, and her tense heart relaxed a little.

Baili Feng was silent, and didn't seem to hear her previous words.

"Boy, you dare to hinder me from killing?"

Gan Ying stared at Qin Yitian with a cold face and said angrily.

Qin Yitian didn't answer, just raised his hand with a sword and slashed towards Gan Ying again.

The sword light was sharp, shaped like a crescent moon, cutting through the sky, splitting layers of qi waves, carrying an unparalleled power, heading straight for Gan Ying, wanting to kill him under the sword.

Gan Ying smiled indifferently and shouted contemptuously: "I can't do it!"

Before the words fell, he flipped his hand and swung out with a claw, and five blade-like rays of light slashed past, meeting Qin Yitian's sword in mid-air.

"Bang !!"

There was an explosion, the air churned, and the void shook.

Dao majestic waves of qi erupted and spread out in all directions, surging like the waves of the sea.

missed the blow, and Qin Yitian shot again.

With a slam step on the ground, his body burst out, holding a long sword in his right hand, pointing directly at Gan Ying's heart.

This sword came extremely fast, like a streamer, and came in an instant.

When others couldn't catch up with the naked eye, he was already in front of Gan Ying, and the sword in his hand was aimed at Gan Ying's heart, and he stabbed down with a sword.

"Hum—"

The blade transformed by soul power is no more than a real sword made of gold and iron, and it can easily collapse.

But compared to the real sword, the blade formed by soul power has the possibility of infinite changes, and it is inexhaustible, as long as the monk's soul power is not exhausted, it can be transformed at any time.

Qin Yitian was an emperor no matter what, and his cultivation was also an existence that had reached its peak on the mainland, and the majestic soul power was just a trivial matter to him, and he didn't need to worry about it at all.

And more than this, what he needs more is a powerful spell.

In the duel of masters, magic is everything, not to mention the pinnacle existence of the emperor.

However, this sword, he didn't use any spells, it was just a very ordinary sword.

Such a sword would be easy to dodge if it was placed among the monks with low cultivation.

But here, in Gan Ying's eyes, it is a sword that is not easy to dodge.

It was because this sword was too ordinary and ordinary, so he was also a little surprised.

Isn't this kid supposed to use some powerful spell to fight me?

What the hell is this ordinary sword doing?

Gan Ying was surprised, puzzled, and stunned.

In this stunned moment, he forgot to resist.

So, he gave Qin Yitian a chance.

"Poof—"

The sound of a sword piercing into a body.

This was followed by a blood arrow that shot out.

The pain also came in a hurry, so that Gan Ying finally came back to her senses in a stunned state.

His face changed suddenly, he glanced at the long sword that stabbed into his chest in horror, and hurriedly made a move, slapping Qin Yitian with one palm.

Qin Yitian was very close to him at this time, and Gan Ying was also very fast, so Qin Yitian couldn't avoid this palm at all.

"Bang !!"

Qin Yitian was hit in the chest and was sent flying out again.

The figure fell into the distance, clutching his chest, looking at Gan Ying, his face was full of indifference.

Gan Ying was shocked, and powerful soul power gushed out, shattering the long sword that pierced into his chest.

Without the hindrance of the long sword, blood gushed out like a spring, dyeing his clothes red in an instant.

Gan Ying covered his chest with one hand, blocking the bloody mouth, and stared at Qin Yitian with both eyes, his eyes full of resentment.

As a figure at the peak of the emperor's realm, when has he ever had such an encounter?

was actually injured by a very ordinary sword move from the other party, which made people laugh out of their big teeth.

He had to kill this kid, or it would be difficult to calm the anger in his heart.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!"

Gan Ying snorted coldly, ready to make a move on Qin Yitian.

However, he forgot that there was another person behind him.

Gan Ying turned his back to Ling'er, which undoubtedly gave him a great opportunity.

With incomparably rich combat experience, Ling'er has always grasped opportunities very accurately.

Just when Gan Ying was about to make a move against Qin Yitian, she took the lead in making a move.

"Poof—"

In a silent swing of the sword, the black sword pierced Gan Ying's chest from behind.

The black sword was stained with blood and emerged from Gan Ying's chest.

Gan Ying's expression froze, and she looked down, a little incredulous.

He didn't even notice that the person behind him made a move, which means that when this person made a move, he had already covered up the murderous aura.

A Xuanwu Realm cultivator, in front of the peak of the emperor, completely concealed his murderous aura.

How is this possible?

How did he do it?

Gan Ying glanced back, and made halfway contact with Ling'er's gaze.

In an instant, a cold aura struck, making his soul tremble.

It's like being trapped in endless ice and snow, unable to get out, surrounded by wind and snow, cold to the bone marrow.

His body shuddered.

His soul trembled.

At this moment, he finally knew why Ram Zhi was afraid of this kid.

Because, at this moment, he also has the same feelings as the ram.

A deep fear pervaded his soul in an instant.

He finally realized what a terrifying existence this kid who only had the cultivation of the Xuanwu Realm was.

Horror can only be described as terrifying.

Looking at that indifferent gaze with a solemn aura, Gan Ying only felt that the sky was dark, his body was like falling into an ice cellar, he was stunned there, motionless, and even the things he was bleeding were left behind.

"Tick ...... Tick ......"

Bright red blood slid down the long sword that ran through his body, dripping to the ground like a painting, waving bright red ink on the clean white paper-like ground, and dotting up one blood-red flower after another.

Ling'er looked at Gan Ying indifferently and slowly drew her sword.

"Bang!"

Gan Ying's body fell straight down with a muffled sound.

There was no longer any life in him.

(End of chapter)