This jet-black sword light came silently, leaving behind pieces of black afterimages wherever it passed, and from a distance, it was like a black curtain isolating this heaven and earth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Furious, ruthless killing intent vibrated out from the black sword light like a tide, and then swept towards the eight Jin Xuanwei with a gathering momentum.

The killing machine was so prosperous that even the crowd watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but beat their hearts faster, their backs were cold, and they felt like falling into an ice cave.

The faces of the eight Jin Xuanwei, who were shrouded in killing intent, changed greatly, and they clearly saw a jet-black long sword slashing down towards them.

At this moment, the eight Jin Xuanwei felt like they were in a thin paper under an incomparably sharp blade, as long as the blade was lightly swiped, they would be easily split in half.

Not only did the eight Jin Xuanwei feel the feeling of a sharp blade approaching their bodies, but even Ye Rushan, Jingyi, He Gudao, and the Pavilion Master of Haitian Pavilion who were in the fierce battle also felt a compelling sense of cutting. But these people are not comparable to ordinary martial artists after all, and under the real air rotation, this compelling sense of cutting is minimized.

The most uncomfortable thing was Yun Feng, Xiao Jian, and Tie Hu, who were in the same center of this jet-black sword light as the eight Jin Xuanwei, and it could be said that the moment this sword light appeared, a sense of powerlessness rose in the hearts of the three of them, and they felt that their souls were going to dissipate under this sword light.

Fortunately, along with this jet-black sword light, there was also a black true qi big hand, and the three of them only felt a flower in front of them, and when the foreground was clear again, they were already outside the range of the sword light.

Who? Who the hell is it that can slash such a terrifying sword light.

Everyone stared at this sword light, and the same question rose in their hearts at the same time.

As soon as the jet-black sword light appeared, Mu Linfeng knew that the eight Jin Xuanwei were definitely not the opponents of the people who came, because the other party's cultivation was too terrifying.

Not to mention that the eight Jin Xuanwei were not the opponents of the people, he even felt that the eight Jin Xuanwei couldn't resist a few rounds at all. Sure enough, although the eight Jin Xuanwei struggled to sacrifice their weapons to resist this sword light, their weapons were like paper paste under this sword light, and as soon as they came into contact with the sword light, they turned into a pile of broken scrap metal.

Mu Linfeng was shocked in his heart, among the ten Jin Xuanzong Jin Xuanwei, two had already been killed by Qi Xuan, if these eight people were killed again, it was conceivable that the overall strength of Jin Xuanzong would fall several levels.

Mu Linfeng didn't care about anything else, stretched out his hand, and a palm-sized Qiankun banner flew out of his hand and fell towards the eight Jin Xuanwei. In just one breath, the Qiankun Banner had changed from the size of a palm to the size of two zhang in a radius, protecting eight Jin Xuan guards behind it.

At the same time as Mu Linfeng made a move, Qi Xuan finally moved, and the dark golden phoenix blood spear turned into an afterimage and stabbed straight towards Mu Linfeng.

At the same time as the phoenix blood spear approached Mu Linfeng, the flames erupted thinly, turning into a curtain of flames, and shrouded towards Mu Linfeng.

Mu Linfeng originally wanted to stop the people for a moment after sacrificing the Qiankun Banner, so that the eight Jin Xuanwei could retreat safely, but Qi Xuan interrupted his thoughts and stopped him, which made him even more angry.

"You, you are in such a hurry to die, then Lao Tzu will fulfill you. As he spoke, an ancient lamp burning with a pitch-black flame appeared in his hand.

Under the urging of Mu Linfeng, the ancient lamp burst out with endless black flames, and these black flames devoured the flames spewed out by the phoenix blood spear in the blink of an eye, and turned into a hideous black dragon and wrapped around Qi Xuan.

When this black flame appeared, Qi Xuan felt that the air around him was burned, and then he felt that the flesh and blood of his whole body were going to turn into ashes under this black flame.

Qi Xuan obviously didn't expect this Black Flame Ancient Lantern to be so powerful, and in a shock, the Ice Forbidden Realm came out, and the space was suddenly imprisoned.

Almost in a breath, the Ice Forbidden Realm dissipated inch by inch, and the Black Flame Dragon once again pounced on Qi Xuan. However, this breath of time was enough for Qi Xuan, this time he did not summon the Phoenix Mark again, but directly sacrificed the Holy Fire Sword.

The best way to deal with this terrifying black flame is to deal with it with the things left by the ancestors who played with fire. In the Flame Sage Ruins, although Qi Xuan only got the Flame Sage's comprehension inheritance, at this moment, he drove the Holy Flame to come in, but he did not stop at all.

As soon as the Holy Flame Jian was sacrificed by Qi Xuan, there was a burst of joy from the Jian Spirit, as if he had encountered something very good.

Without waiting for Qi Xuan to make a move, the Holy Flame Jian automatically flew out, and what made Qi Xuan feel strange was that after the Black Flame Dragon saw the Holy Fire Jian, he actually showed a trace of humanized fear, and he didn't care about Qi Xuan anymore, and he turned his head and wanted to return to the ancient lamp.

Seeing that the Black Flame Dragon wanted to run, the Sacred Flame Jian was even more in hot pursuit, and the Black Flame Dragon saw that the Holy Flame Jian was chasing after him, so he accelerated his speed and plunged into the ancient lantern.

Mu Linfeng saw that the Black Flame Dragon was so afraid of the Holy Flame Jian, his face became extremely ugly, and he just wanted to urge the ancient lamp again, but what he didn't expect was that the ancient lamp broke free from his control, and then turned into a black streamer and fled into the distance.

When the flame saw the ancient lantern escape, it also turned into a streamer of light, and chased it out with a hissing sound in the air.

Before Mu Linfeng could recover from the shock of the ancient lamp breaking free, the endless frost storm overwhelmed him.

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When Mu Linfeng sacrificed the Qiankun flag, a black figure fell from the sky, and when everyone saw the person clearly, they found that the person who split this terrifying sword was actually a young man who was as handsome as a demon.

The young man was dressed in black, his face was extremely cold, his eyes were as clear as water, but the temperament exuded by the whole person was domineering and fierce.

The handsome appearance combined with the domineering temperament makes him look very bewitching. He was holding a jet-black ancient long sword in his hand, his long hair fluttering in the wind, even if he was full of murderous intent at this moment, it still made the eyes of many female warriors freeze on him.

The young man looked at the Qiankun banner that blocked his sword, and a sneer bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and then the jet-black long sword was raised high by him, and with the endless killing momentum gathered on the seemingly unpretentious long sword, everyone came back to their senses.

This is definitely not just a handsome and good-looking young man, but a living killing god, and the terrifying sword just now is from him.

"Holy Demon Sword, slash me!"

The jet-black sword light appeared again, like a black horse training slashing towards the Qiankun Banner, under the oppression of the Holy Demon Sword Light, the Qiankun Banner shook violently, and constantly bloomed with earthy yellow light, wanting to block the Holy Demon Sword.

"Just one banner can stop me for a while. The young man let out a clear roar, and the demonic energy around his body was agitated, and the Holy Demon Sword once again brought a black sword light and slashed towards the Qiankun Banner.

When Yichen raised his sword and slashed at the Qiankun Banner, it was also the time when the Black Flame Ancient Lamp suppressed Qi Xuan, Mu Linfeng saw Yichen slashing at the Qiankun Banner with his sword, and he couldn't help but let out a sneer in his heart.

Others don't know the origin of this Qiankun flag, but he knows very well that ordinary divine soldiers can't break this Qiankun banner at all, unless it is the legendary ancient divine soldiers.

However, before the sneer in his heart dissipated, Qi Xuan sacrificed the Holy Flame Jian, and the most unacceptable thing for him was that at the same time that the Black Flame Ancient Lantern broke free from his hand, the Qiankun Banner was actually split by Yichen.

The sound of the Qiankun banner cracking woke Mu Linfeng from the shock of losing the Black Flame Ancient Lamp, and he immediately saw an endless frost storm pressing down on him.

In a hurry, Mu Linfeng shot out two majestic fist shadows, which shook the frost storm, and with a bang, the entire Jinxuanzong Square shook, and endless ice chips splashed everywhere.

The strong true qi flew Mu Linfeng and Qi Xuan upside down, and after Mu Linfeng stabilized his body, he looked at Yichen with a cold gaze.

The battle between Mu Linfeng and Qi Xuan and the appearance of Yichen to his splitting of the Qiankun Banner were only a few breaths of time, but everyone's eyes were focused on them, even Ye Rushan, Jingyi, He Gudao, Haitian Pavilion Master and others couldn't help but stop fighting and look at this side.

"Who are you, why do you want to attack my Jin Xuanzong?" Mu Linfeng's voice revealed a strong killing intent, and his gaze fell directly on Yichen.

Yichen locked the killing machine on the eight Jin Xuanwei, and immediately glanced at Mu Linfeng with extreme contempt, and said, "Who is Lao Tzu, what does it matter to you?"

After talking for a while, he directly skipped Mu Linfeng, turned his head to look at Qi Xuan, and said, "Qi Xuan, I'm late." After we rescue your mother, we will destroy this Golden Xuanzong. ”

Yichen said this, paused, and scanned the audience with a sharp gaze, "If anyone dares to stop it, there will be no forgiveness!" Today, I will be your strongest backing. ”

This sentence, what Yichen said can be described as arrogant and arrogant, not only made Mu Linfeng laugh angrily, but even Ye Rushan, Jingyi, Xiang Zhan and Liu Yijian and others couldn't help but shake their heads, secretly sighing that this young man didn't know how thick the sky was.

But if Ye Rushan and the others knew Yichen's identity, they might be shocked.

Qi Xuan was speechless, he didn't tell Yichen about Shangjin Xuan's rescue of his mother, but Yichen came by himself, and the friendship in this is definitely not something that words can express.