Tick.

A drop of blood fell from the corner of Xiao Qianfu's mouth, and the half-cut boulder body collapsed with a roar, and the full force of the night eye bombarded him, causing him to fall into the center of the dead qi, and the soul of the saint and demon was finally hit hard.

Tick.

A drop of blood flowed from Jiang Dachuan's heart, and the sharp tip of the sword pierced into the heart by more than an inch, but it was stopped by Kankan, only a trace away from the heart.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Jiang Dachuan, whose face was covered with blood, stared at his eyes and suddenly laughed strangely, how could he not know that he and Xu Yan's opponents had the same ending at all.

In order to win, he did not hesitate to be discarded!

But he was not afraid, even if the blade of the sword was against his heart, he was still sneering.

"Old thing, if you kill my master, you should have died a long time ago!"

The hideous face showed a crazy color, and the long sword that pierced the opponent's heart was turned by him desperately, and the long sword that should have broken the heart could not move an inch.

Click!

The blade of the sword shattered, and Jiang Dachuan poured all his strength into the sword, but it was in vain, leaving only a white mark in Hongzhi's heart.

The body of the peak of the god is definitely not something that a monk like Jiang Dachuan who has just entered the Yuan Infant can hurt, and he still can't kill the enemy with a blow that he has to fight to the end.

The gap in the realm formed a moat, Jiang Dachuan sighed helplessly in his heart, and the resistance power obtained by burning his soul dimmed.

"I'm really unwilling...... What a wonderful world...... Lao Tzu hasn't caused trouble to the world...... I'm going to be unlucky to die this time......"

Jiang Dachuan, who secretly regretted it in his heart, suddenly closed his eyes, his strength had dissipated, and the sword blade in his heart must have passed through the chamber.

The expected bloodstains did not appear.

Although the last power dissipated, Jiang Dachuan still did not die.

It was definitely not that he had transcendent ability, and it was not that Xu Yan came to help in time, but Hongzhi's other hand, which grabbed the hilt of the sword!

The right hand was about to be stabbed, and the left hand was blocking, and Hongzhi's face had a strange change, his facial features were distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, and a beast-like roar rolled in his throat.

At this moment, the Great Elder seemed to be contending with someone, as if another thought appeared in his body, preventing him from slaying the enemy.

"There's still a remnant soul! You're not dead yet! Get out of here! I'm going to refine your !!"

Hongzhi's neck began to twist strangely, his head tilted behind him, his neck tendons collapsed, and his eyes bulged out of the frame, like a demon.

With a click, with the tilted head, Hongzhi's neck tendon broke, the roar disappeared, and a strange and gentle smile appeared on his weakly drooping face.

Slanted eyes, looking at the dim sky.

It wasn't Hongzhi's eyes, because his gaze became strange and curious, as if he could see a different world in the dark night, in the array, in the dead air emitted by the night eye.

"Here, not Qingzhou, Dachuan, you find a good place, here, there is more evil atmosphere......"

A voice that was hoarse than Hongzhi sounded, although it was still Hongzhi's voice, but there was obviously something different in the tone.

The original hideous, after hearing this whisper, became surprised, as the master of the fierce palace, as the most murderous monk in the Qingzhou realm, Jiang Dachuan, who was not even afraid of death, was suddenly stunned, and then in the eyes of the ring, a tear stain was slowly gathering.

"Master...... Master!!"

Jiang Dachuan roared, he could hear who the whisper came from, it was his master's tone, only the hall master of the fierce hall could detect the evil in the world.

"Chu Changfeng ......"

In the distance, suppressing half of Xiao Qianfu's body with his night eye, Xu Yan's Yuan Ying controlled the Earth Spirit Treasure and turned his head to look in the direction of Jiang Dachuan.

Jiang Dachuan's master is only one person, He Tian's junior brother, and he should have become Chu Changfeng, the third god pattern in Qingzhou.

When the heavenly ghosts were besieged and killed, Chu Changfeng's purple mansion was taken away by the heavenly ghosts, and finally forced out the heavenly ghosts at the cost of exploding the gods.

Regarding Chu Changfeng's deeds, Xu Yan heard from He Tian's mouth, but he didn't expect that when the heavenly ghosts seized Chu Changfeng, they not only assimilated part of Chu Changfeng's divine soul, but also did not completely refine it, and now it has caused the situation that Chu Changfeng's remnant soul has woken up.

It has only been a few days since he recaptured the body of the Heavenly Ghost, and Hongzhi's remnant soul can only refine the Heavenly Ghost for a while and use it for his own use, as for the wisp of the Divine Soul of an outsider that exists in the Heavenly Ghost, Hongzhi has not found it at all.

Chu Changfeng, who hung his head, smiled, but his shoulders were swinging violently, and he was about to be unable to suppress Hongzhi's strength.

"To be able to meet again is a creation, and then, it's time to say goodbye. ”

Chu Changfeng laughed, rolled his eyelids hard, and said: "The place of Baihui is where the Heavenly Ghost Death Gate is located, as long as you are strong enough, you can put him to death, do it." ”

"Master, you have come back to life, let's go and see this true martial world together!" Jiang Dachuan roared hoarsely.

"The teacher has already died, and this only remaining remnant soul will soon be refined by the heavenly ghosts, Dachuan, do it!" Chu Changfeng's voice was no longer gentle, but anxious.

"There must be a way to save you! I want to save you!" Jiang Dachuan's roar became hysterical, his master was his relative, and the kindness of nurturing since childhood could not be forgotten by no matter how fierce a person was.

He is a murderer and a dutiful son.

"I don't want to kill you twice!!" Jiang Dachuan's roar was full of sadness.

As if back in the past, the old man sitting in the murderous hall was full of life, and in a hoarse voice he ordered his only disciple to kill himself.

Chu Changfeng back then, it was Jiang Dachuan's hand that killed him in the murderous hall.

The feeling of killing a teacher with his own hands, no matter how fierce a person is, does not want to experience it twice.

"Okawa, remember the words of the teacher, and prefer ......"

The last soul power was about to be exhausted, Chu Changfeng's voice became weaker and weaker, and his head trembled faster and faster, indicating that Hongzhi's soul was about to wake up.

"I'd rather die!

Jiang Dachuan raised his long sword with all his strength, aimed at the Baihui above Hongzhi's head, and roared out the last teachings of the master when he passed away.

"No matter how high the cultivation is, leave the body empty, that is a puppet, not a person, since you are a man, you must be happy! Kill all the way, go all the way forward! Obey my life, die against me, live happily, die happily, die happily!!"

Click!!!!

A hoarse roar, accompanied by the long sword that pierced into the Parkway, a trail of blood splattered out.

Finally, under Chu Changfeng's momentary awakening, Jiang Dachuan used the humble cultivation of the early Yuan Infant to hit the former peak of the gods!

He was finally able to hurt his enemy, but the strength was too small to kill Hongzhi at all.

"Get out of !!"

Hongzhi's roar was extremely manic, and the majestic spiritual power burst out, where his real death door was was his divine soul, and the hiding place of his divine soul was Parkway!

Jiang Dachuan's cultivation was too low, and his strength was not enough, Chu Changfeng's remnant soul was annihilated, and Hongzhi actually withstood this dangerous blow.

Although Jiang Dachuan was shocked away, another shadow was galloping forward, and the long knife, which was more powerful than Jiang Dachuan's flying sword, slashed down with the sound of whistling wind.