At this moment, the sea of fire seemed to disappear, replaced by the kendo world, the power of the rich kendo rules filled the heaven and the earth, everything in the heaven and earth was a sword, and the figure of the white-clothed young man standing in the kendo world was like a god in this kendo world, controlling the supreme sword dao and overlooking the common people.

At this moment, the young man who could only flee like a lost dog just now, without even a trace of resistance, made the old man's heart suddenly rise a strong warning omen, he felt a deadly threat from the other party, as if he was not facing a young man of the Dao God Realm, but a generation of supreme sword monarchs.

In Xue Qinghan's body, the sword path seal inherited from Xi was suspended, emitting a faint light, and a mysterious aura permeated the heavens and the earth, and the sound of the sword roared louder and louder, like the trembling of thousands of divine swords.

Countless sword shadows appeared in the void, turning into a sword world enveloping this side of the world, and one after another sword intent fell, and the faint chaotic aura was swirling, as if it was born from the chaos.

And the aura on Xue Qinghan's body also rose sharply at this moment, and wisps of sword qi between heaven and earth poured into his body, making his whole person like a heaven-shattering divine sword, with a matchless edge, shattering everything.

However, Mo Yu was shocked to see it, she felt that at this moment, Xue Qinghan's whole body was flowing with terrifying sword qi, these sword qi seemed to be able to tear Xue Qinghan's body at any time, and the blood marks that Xue Qinghan's body tore from time to time confirmed Mo Yu's feelings.

Xue Qinghan's face was pale but calm, and he gently placed Mo Yu behind him, then turned around and walked towards the old man.

When Xue Qinghan took a step, the entire kendo world moved with him, and he always stood in the center of the kendo world, or rather, he was the entire kendo world.

"You.... What did you do? What's going on? You... What the hell have you done?" the old man was frightened, his steps couldn't help but retreat, the snow at this moment was cold, and the breath was too strong, as if there was nothing to stop, and a piece of heaven and earth could be torn apart in front of him.

The red blood on Xue Qinghan's arm continued to drip down, and even his handsome face was covered with criss-crossing blood marks, and the whole had become a bloody person, which really made people worry about whether he would faint due to excessive blood loss first.

"Don't come here, we'll settle our grievances, what's the matter? You see, you also lost one of my arms, and it's not worth it to lose both. And you must know that I am the vice president of the Alchemist Guild, and the Alchemist Guild will not let you go if I attack me, and now that your image has already been spread, you will not be able to escape. ”

"As long as you agree, the grievances between us will be cleared, and the refiner guild will naturally not pursue you again, how about it?" The old man is really scared in his heart now, but as for the so-called grievances and grievances in his mouth, it is difficult to say whether it is true or false. He could naturally see that this terrifying force was not controlled by Xue Qinghan at all, and maybe Xue Qinghan would die because of the backlash of this force in the next moment.

Moreover, such a state of snow and cold cannot last, as long as the time is delayed, so that this force can get out of control, or fail, then everything will not be left to him at that time?

Even the old man was thinking in his heart, what kind of treasure was something with such terrifying power?

For the old man's words, Xue Qinghan didn't seem to hear it, the sword light in his eyes was fierce, and the sword qi all over his body was tumbling endlessly, ascending to the sky step by step, the long river of sword qi spread out in the void, and Xue Qinghan seemed to be stepping on the river.

The finger stretched out, and a bit of dazzling light appeared on the fingertips, and then a finger swiped through the space, and the voice in his mouth was like a sword roaring: "Die!"

A little cold light shone, a wisp of sword light broke through the sky, endless sword qi converged into the sword light, the monstrous sword qi turned into a line of sky, extending all the way to the end of the sky, a pitch-black spatial rift was trapped in the sea of fire, dividing the entire sea of fire into two halves.

"You... The old man doesn't believe it, you can still turn the sky over with a small Dao God Realm? Pretend to be a ghost, see that the old man will break it for you now!" Seeing Xue Qinghan do it directly without saying a word, the old man's face was hideous, and he roared angrily.

Brilliant rays of light flew out of his body, and his spiritual power fluctuated strongly. Then these rays of light rose against the storm, turning into various shield-shaped refiners blocking the front, forming an impermeable turtle shell.

These spiritual weapons, there are no ordinary products, they are all rare treasures in the eyes of ordinary people. As a master refiner, and as the vice president of the Refiner Guild, he naturally has no spiritual weapons, and there are even several Dao weapons.

A line of heaven stretched out, but the spirit shield that exuded a brilliant light was like paper paste, easily torn apart, and the section was as smooth as a mirror.

The old man panicked in his heart, but in an instant, all those spiritual weapons were torn apart under the sword light, and he couldn't think about it much, so he could only turn sideways slightly, and the sword light had flashed.

The old man only felt a chill on the left side of his body, and then a sharp pain came, in his eyes, his left hand, which was originally only broken from his forearm, now fell directly from his shoulder, and a terrifying sharp aura went straight towards his body, breaking through the barriers of spiritual power, making half of his body's meridians shattered in an instant.

"Ah~"

The old man shouted, looking at the figure covered in blood and with his fingers stretched out, a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and he didn't care about anything else, he fled directly to the rear as if he was dead, and he didn't dare to turn his head, for fear that the next moment a sword light would come and fall on his neck. Blood sprayed all the way, his body was unstable, his breath was extremely chaotic, and the figure of the old man quickly disappeared into the sea of fire.

Xue Qinghan stood motionless in the void, the phantom of the kendo world behind him disappeared, and the flames filled again.

The blood in his mouth flowed uncontrollably, and his body seemed to be not his own, almost unconscious. What's even more serious is that Xue Qinghan's divine soul is filled with terrifying sword qi at this time, cutting his divine soul, and the pain comes from the depths of his divine soul, which is even worse than the pain of his physical body.

"Gong ......" Mo Yu exclaimed, but he was wrapped in sword light, and directly broke through the air, sweeping deeper into the Tianyan Mountain Range.

The pungent smell of blood permeated, and drops of warm liquid fell on Mo Yu's face, and it was actually filled with an extremely sharp aura.

"Childe, you... You don't matter, do you?" Mo Yu asked softly.

However, there was no answer for a long time.

Mo Yu raised his head and found that Xue Qinghan's eyes were completely closed, and the sword light on his body was also dissipating rapidly, and his body was falling downward in a free-fall motion.

Xue Qinghan was completely unconscious.

"Ah~ Childe, ..... below"

The exclamation of Mo Yu echoed in the void, but the figures of the two fell into the void without any suspense, falling towards a hill below.

Mo Yu was held in Xue Qinghan's arms, and he didn't even have the strength to move, and the injuries in his body were really serious, let alone flying. With the cultivation of the two of them, they would not be thrown to death, and they were only flying at low altitude, and they did not dare to touch the rich fire poison shrouded in high places.

In a sea of fire, two figures fell, Mo Yu's head hit the ground hard, and his body was also shaken, and the injuries in his body were triggered, and he was still unconscious after all.

A small hole was smashed into the crimson earth, and two figures lay unconscious.

And the protective spiritual power on the two of them also completely dissipated at this time, and the flames engulfed, and the bodies of the two were directly exposed to the flames.

Thanks to the strong physical strength of the two of them, Xue Qinghan's own body has been specially tempered, which is better than his physical cultivation. Mo Yu is a dark night elf clan, and an existence of the five heavens of the Guiyi Realm, even if he is extremely weak, he will not be burned to charcoal for a while.

It's just that the bodies of the two have not yet been burned, but the clothes on their bodies can't withstand the calcination of the flames of the Tianyan Mountain Range, and the dao patterns on them dissolve in the flames, and the flames swallow down.