The tall white shadow purple giant blade flipped over, and slowly fell towards the girl, killing a mortal, he didn't need to exert all his strength at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The tall white shadow sneered in his heart, he pressed hard, but found that the purple giant blade did not move at all, and he couldn't help but tremble in horror, is this woman a mortal, or a top master? As soon as he looked up, he saw a hazy phantom behind the girl, the phantom was as high as a zhangxu, and the body was huge, like an incomparably fierce lion.

The three of them were all frightened, and the tall white shadow stammered, "You, you are the big magic boy?"

The girl's face was cold, her hands were folded hard, the purple giant blade snapped, and she said coldly: "Since you know, then you can cut yourself!"

The purple giant blade was the natal artifact of the tall white shadow, and when the artifact was destroyed, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The so-called big demon boy is the demon boy who has cultivated for more than the seventh layer of the demon cultivation sacrifice, and its combat power is similar to that of the master, the girl in front of her is obviously not the demon boy of the seventh layer cultivator, with the strength of her hand splitting the purple giant blade, she is definitely the top big demon boy above the eighth layer.

At this moment, the tall white shadow was so remorseful that even his intestines were blue, he secretly scolded himself, why didn't he think about it without thinking about it, how could a first-level cultivator and a mortal have the courage to walk past them, if they are not extremely stupid, they are extremely strong, in this cultivation world, how many fools can live long?

"Plop—"

The tall white shadow immediately knelt down, slapped himself with both palms, and begged: "The three of us have eyes and don't know Taishan, and we accidentally offended your old man, please have a lot of adults, and don't worry about our villain!" The other two white shadows saw the situation in front of them clearly, and also knelt down together, trembling.

At this moment, the eyes of the four corpses all showed disdain, and Shi Weidong's head wanted to laugh out loud.

The girl looked at the three white-clothed people who were lying on the ground and begging, and said, "Ze'er, what do you think this monarch should do with these three people?"

That young man is none other than Ouyang Jize, a fellow disciple of the Ming Dynasty who has a half-face relationship with Wu Fei, and the girl is Feng Yaqi, a girl from the Oriya tribe in Dihu Village, Snow Country, but at this time, Feng Yaqi is no longer the original Feng Yaqi, and people who know her will feel that she is completely unfamiliar, Feng Yaqi's eyes and mind have become cold and ruthless, and there is a chill all over her body.

Ze'er's figure moved and came to the front again, and said: "There is a ban on Xuannu Mountain, and it is not appropriate to use the fourth layer of cultivation to kill people or above, I'm afraid, right?"

Feng Yaqi frowned slightly and said, "Oh, you mean to let them go?"

The three white-clothed people on the ground were overjoyed when they heard this, it seemed that these two people had some scruples, and their lives were expected to be saved.

The tall man was lucky in his heart, if this powerful demon cultivator let his demon boy come in for exploration, then what way would they have to live in the future? You must know that the demon boy himself can become a mortal without cultivation, and many forbidden places will not work for them.

Ze'er said: "Forget it, what do you have to do with these ants!" he said, and suddenly a five-foot-long golden sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he nailed the tall man in white to the ground with a thud, the tall man was defenseless, he didn't believe that he was going to die like this.

The other two white-clothed men wanted to get up and run away, but they found that their bodies were completely immobile, and the phantom had enveloped their whole bodies, and they couldn't exert any spiritual power on their bodies.

Ze'er said leisurely: "If you entered the mountain, I could have not killed you!" He patted the tall man on the shoulder, and said, "If you fight with all your strength at the beginning, we may not be able to keep the three!"

The tall man's eyes bulged out, and he was completely frightened by the illusion of the other party just now, and he lost the will to resist.

Feng Yaqi snorted, with a look of approval in her eyes, and said, "How do you feel?"

Ze'er brushed out the golden sword, and a bloody arrow erupted from the top of the tall man's head, Ze'er's body flashed beside Feng Yaqi, and said, "Interesting." With the extension of his right hand, a white qi floated out from the tall corpse, and was slowly absorbed by the golden sword.

The faces of the remaining two white-clothed people changed drastically, and they blurted out: "Soul Refining Sword!"

Ze'er said disdainfully: "The soul refining sword is a fart, I am the sword of the extreme soul!"

The two white-clothed bodies trembled, the soul refining sword was already extremely terrifying, but the soul sword was a collection of all kinds of soul searching and soul alchemy, and it was one of the top ten most famous murder weapons, not only terrifying but also more evil.

Ze'er asked, "Which sect are you two from?"

The man in white on the left stammered: "I, I'm ** Sansheng, yes, I am a disciple of the Qingxiao faction, and I have been away from the mountain for ten years." ”

The man on the right said: "I, my name is Liu Yufeng, and I am also a disciple sent by Qingxiao to the mountain." ”

Ze'er thought for a moment and said, "Qingxiao Sect, I heard that it is the first sect of Shinto, how can you do such murderous deeds in Xuannu Mountain, and they are all disciples from the Righteous Dao Sect?"

Feng Yaqi said: "I told you a long time ago, there is no difference between gods and demons in this cultivation, the heart demon, that is, the demon!"

Ze'er nodded, and the golden sword slowly pierced into the heart of Nachun Sansheng on the left, with a bright smile on his face. Chun Sansheng howled miserably, his body twisted and painful.

"Is killing a demon or not?"

Ze'er asked.

Feng Yaqi said: "You killed him because he wanted to kill you, what kind of demon is this?"

With a hint of confusion, Ze'er said, "However, I have done a lot of evil things with you, and if he wants to kill me, he must be a demon?"

Feng Yaqi smiled bitterly: "Do you think that everything you do with me is evil?"

Ze'er slowly pulled out the golden sword from Chun Sansheng's body, two blood arrows spurted out from his body back and forth, Ze'er erected the golden sword, Chun Sansheng's already painful face was even more shocked, at this time he was not completely dead, but a wisp of divine thought overflowed from his nose, turning into a white gas and being absorbed into the golden sword.

Liu Yufeng saw tears streaming down his eyes, this way of dying was a tragic death that he would wake up in a dream, at this moment he hated that he had not learned the technique of self-detonation of divine thoughts, although self-detonation divine thoughts were extremely miserable, but it was better than being refined at this moment.

The golden sword absorbed two divine thoughts, and suddenly a circle of golden ripples appeared, Ze'er closed his eyes as if enjoying it, and after a while, the tip of his sword was aimed at Liu Yufeng again, and said: "I killed you just now, and I felt a little unbearable, but now I don't feel it!"

Feng Yaqi let out a strange laugh and said, "People are demons, demons are people, and gods are the same, gods are demons to the extreme!"

Ze'er said to Liu Yufeng: "Some people have said that you will put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot, but unfortunately, you don't have such a chance!"

Liu Yufeng wailed: "Spare your life, spare your life!"

Ze'er said: "This feels very good, didn't your soul under the sword also beg you like this?" He poked his golden sword, poking it through Liu Yufeng's mouth, and the back of his head came out.

Feng Yaqi sneered: "What you just said is bullshit, if you can put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot, then all those who need to prove their ability will pick up the butcher knife and kill people first, if you are really willing to put it down, then it is also the one who should be killed!"

Ze'er thought for a moment and said, "What you said is also right. ”

The phantom behind Feng Yaqi had disappeared at this time, her expression gradually calmed down, and she said lightly: "There are still four people on the ground, let's clean up together!"

Ze'er's golden sword was raised, and the cold light in his eyes reappeared.

"Okay—"

In the dark fog, a dull and terrible howl sounded.