A strong aura of danger enveloped the two of them, causing their bodies to tense and stare solemnly at a figure opposite.

In the sight of the two, an old figure stood quietly not far from the exit of the canyon, looking at Xue Qinghan and the two calmly. Dressed in a refiner's robe, his hair and beard are all white, his hair is slightly thin, and there is not the slightest aura spreading out from his body, but walking in this world of flames, it is as if he is a part of the world of flames, perfectly integrated into it, regardless of each other.

It seemed that he stood there, as if he was the master of this space, and the flames of this world were all under his control.

"Dao Palace Realm!" In Xue Qinghan's ears, Mo Yu's solemn voice came, which also confirmed Xue Qinghan's own guess.

"You two, it's really not polite to make a move, but is it really good to be so ruthless at such a young age?" The old man's eyes were cold, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, and his tone was extraordinarily calm.

"If they do not spare the lives of others, they will not be where they are. Xue Qinghan responded.

"Oh, is that so?" the old man walked slowly, there was still no earth-shattering aura on his body, but it made Dexue Qinghan and Mo Yu's faces more solemn.

"Having said that, but, ah, as the vice president of the Alchemist Guild, isn't it inappropriate for me to watch my subordinates being bullied by outsiders? ”

When the words fell, a suffocating coercion shrouded the snow and the ink feathers, the countless flames around it were churning, and the power of the rich flame avenue surged rapidly, the temperature of this space rose sharply, and the old figure seemed to be the master of this flame world.

"Moreover, the old man and the two seem to be very familiar, have we met somewhere? For example, outside Tianyan City?" the old man said as he looked at the two with a smile.

Xue Qinghan and Dark Feather were shocked, this guy, isn't that person?

The footsteps retreated slightly, Xue Qinghan's heart shook, but his face was silent, and his tone did not change in the slightest, and said: "Are the seniors wrong, we have never seen the predecessors, with our shallow cultivation, how can we get into the eyes of the seniors." ”

"Well, that makes sense. The old man stopped and nodded, but the next sentence made Dexue Qinghan feel no more lucky, "You really haven't seen the old man, after all, you are busy running for your life, and that old thing in Yanyuan is dragging the old man with his life to let you escape." ”

Xue Qinghan exhaled, the sword light in his eyes was fierce, the sword intent filled the sky, and the sword shadows appeared, surrounding the body, and the light was great.

Mo Yu's figure condensed out beside Xue Qinghan, and the black spiritual power around her body surged, almost enveloping her entire body in it.

Since the old man has already said this, he has really determined the identities of the two, and there is no room for turning around.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if he is not sure, he will definitely not let Xue Qinghan and Mo Yu leave safely. The news of the disappearance of Yan Yuan, the refining master of the Yan family, could not be concealed for a long time, and the matter of killing Yan Yuan, even as the vice president of the Refiner Guild, did not dare to let people know. Therefore, Xue Qinghan and Mo Yu have no choice.

"Tell me, what is the news that Yan Yuan asked you to deliver, and where is that thing?" the old man's eyes were filled with flames, staring at Xue Qinghan.

"What's that?" Xue Qinghan asked suspiciously.

And when Xue Qinghan spoke, the black cloud beside him gradually dissipated, and Mo Yu's figure had disappeared there.

At the same time, a faint black shadow flickered beside the old man, and a sharp black light suddenly shot out from it, aiming at his throat at an extremely rapid speed, and the cold light flickered.

At the same time, Xue Qinghan's figure flashed, and the afterimage of his body came out, and all the endless sword qi poured into the Easy Sword, and a sword pierced the vital point of the old man's chest, and the endless edge was all condensed and converged at the tip of the sword.

Faced with what Xue Qinghan and Mo Yu did, the old man just smiled sarcastically, and slapped his palm in the direction of his side lightly, and saw a flame palm print directly shrouded in the shadow. And that black cold light slashed on the flame palm print, but it was directly incinerated into nothingness by the flames swirling on the palm print.

As for Xue Qinghan's sword light, the old man was even more casual, he didn't even move his palm, and Xue Qinghan's extremely fast figure suddenly stopped.

The sword qi above the Xiaoyao Sword erupted, and one after another sword shadows broke through the air, and the sword roared endlessly. However, all of this was easily resisted by a spiritual light that surrounded the old man's body.

Xue Qinghan only felt that his body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and a body of spiritual power was frantically injected into the long sword in his hand, but it was still difficult to enter, and he couldn't break through the seemingly extremely thin, but solid spiritual power light curtain, which made Xue Qinghan have a sense of insignificance that shook the mountain with a sword.

"In the late stage of the Dao God Realm, one has even reached the Five Heavens of the Unified Realm, tsk, it is much stronger than those so-called geniuses in Tianyan City, and this combat power is far beyond the people of the same realm, not simple, not simple, worthy of the name of genius. ”

"It's a pity that in the eyes of the old man, the so-called genius is just a weak person who has not grown up, and he dares to make a move on the old man, his courage is commendable, but he is not self-sufficient and stupid!" The old man stretched out one palm, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and the killing intent in his eyes was filled, "The old man not only does not have the slightest burden in his heart to strangle the genius, but also enjoys it, so, go die!"

Xue Qinghan saw that he couldn't even break the other party's protective spiritual power, and the gap in the cultivation realm was too huge, so he wanted to retreat.

But a strong restraining force imprisoned Xue Qinghan's figure There was no time to retreat, two thin fingers clamped the tip of the Xiaoyao Sword, and the rolling heat wave swept in, making Xue Qinghan feel that his body was burning.

"Bell~"

The old man clamped the Xiaoyao Sword between his two fingers, flicked the sword body with his fingers, and suddenly a majestic force rushed through the Xiaoyao Sword, all the way to Xue Qinghan's body, making Xue Qinghan's mouth let out a muffled snort, his internal organs converled, his qi and blood surged, and a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. And the arm holding the sword seemed to be broken, and it was almost impossible to hold the sword.

"Hey, it's a good sword, it's a bit of a waste in your hands, so why don't you let the old man take over." The old man let out a soft sigh in his mouth, and then stared at Xue Qinghan's Xiaoyao Sword with bright eyes and said.

The old man held the palm of his hand, and the power of endless flames gathered, turning into a huge palm print that was a foot wide, and the flames were surging, wanting to refine Xue Qinghan directly in the palm of his hand.

"Poof~"

A soft sound came out suddenly, as if time had stopped suddenly.

"Ahh

Then a terrible scream came out, and half of the arm fell weakly, losing the protection of spiritual power, and quickly became scorched black in the flames, and the blood that spurted out was also evaporated in an instant.

Xue Qinghan only saw a ray of black cold light flashing, and the old man's arm that was holding his free sword was directly cut off from his forearm, and a terrible scream sounded.

In the corner of Xue Qinghan's eyes, Mo Yu, who was covered in blood, was pale, and there were still burning marks on his body, which was very miserable.

"Boom~"

The endless sword qi suddenly burst out, and the free sword without confinement drove in, taking advantage of the chaos of the old man's breath and stabbing the old man's chest with a sword.

"Look for death!" The old man roared angrily, and the aura of the Dao Palace Realm exploded, and the fierce momentum directly bombarded Xue Qinghan's chest, blasting Xue Qinghan out.

On the other side, Mo Yu didn't even have the slightest resistance in the face of the old man's angry counterattack, and his body was already powerless to fly out.

"Mo Yu!" Xue Qinghan forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and used his free steps to the extreme, turning into an afterimage that appeared beside Mo Yu and took his body into his arms. But a palm print grazed his body and flew over, making Dexue Qinghan's arm instantly blackened.

"Let's go!" the blood dripped from Mo Yu's mouth, and he said weakly.

Xue Qinghan didn't need to look carefully to know the situation in Mo Yu's body, which could be said to be extremely bad. Now Xue Qinghan naturally knew what was going on, and the old man's palm print ink feather might not be able to resist it with all his strength, but she was unwilling to retreat by virtue of her hard resistance, so she deceived herself to the front, taking advantage of the old man's attention to be attracted by Xue Qinghan, and directly cut off one of the old man's arms with the last strength, but now it can be said that she has completely lost her combat effectiveness.

Moreover, that black cold light was also a little unusual.

However, Xue Qinghan didn't have time to think about it so much, and while the old man was also seriously injured, his body directly turned into an afterimage and went towards the second layer of purgatory outside the canyon.

"Bastard, you damn it, damn it!" The old man roared angrily, his murderous intent was so strong that he chased after him directly regardless of his injuries, and followed closely behind Xue Qinghan and the two, causing a sea of fire to turmoil, and the power of the flames boiled.