"Let's go, let's go!"

Qin Guanxi's face changed, he didn't look at Yitian Sword anymore, nor did he look at those martial arts people who were still fighting, and pulled Chu Hui to turn around and run away.

His heart pounded against his chest, Qin Guanxi felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and a voice in his heart was calling out to him, run, get out of here quickly!

Wu Mi and Wu Jian saw Qin Guanxi's changed faces, and the expressions of the two looked at each other as they looked at each other, and they also smelled the extraordinary breath in the air, as if there was an unknown danger coming soon.

"Xiao Jian, let's go quickly. Wu Mi picked up his shield and left here without thinking about turning around.

Behind them, those people gradually felt the wrong atmosphere, they shivered when they fought together, and their faces were terrified.

The floating island, like a small boat in the sea that encountered a storm but was shaking, was shaking violently, and the twenty or thirty people on the floating island and the Heavenly Sword were shaking together.

However, Qin Guanxi, Wu Mi, Wu Jian and Chu Hui were a few sword masters, and the few of them who stayed out of the matter had already jumped out of the floating island the moment they realized that something was wrong.

The faces of several people changed in unison, and while the floating island trembled violently, it was also slowly rising upward.

A few people on the floating island were busy launching the battle when they felt that something was wrong, and their bodies were afraid of floating down from the floating island.

However, most people, looking at Yitian Sword, their eyes were full of reluctance.

They had been fighting for so long for the Heavenly Sword, and they were so exhausted that they almost died for the Heavenly Sword, and if they quit at this time, they would be unwilling.

Gritting their teeth and stomping their feet, the group rushed in the direction of the Heavenly Sword again.

Dozens of figures, fighting, in order to compete for the Heavenly Sword to contain each other, everyone wants to get the Heavenly Sword, the Heavenly Sword is only one, one person is close to the Heavenly Sword, and the rest of the people will rush over to stop him from taking the sword.

The situation is stalemate, no one can help anyone, and no one can get the Heavenly Sword.

The floating island slowly rose, and the Heavenly Sword had changed from bronze to blood-red color.

"These people really want swords and don't want to die. ”

Qin Guanxi fled from the floating island far away, and he stepped on the semi-soft basalt formed by the solidification of magma, and ran towards the distance ten meters in a step.

Kilometers away, Qin Guanxi stood still, and when he turned his head, he looked at the pumice stone.

In a short period of time, there were less than ten people left on the pumice stone, and the abnormal movement of the Heavenly Sword finally stimulated the strength in the bones of those masters, and they could no longer care about the matter of not using weapons as agreed before.

The sword light and sword shadow, above the pumice stone, someone will fall down every second, and Qin Guanxi turned his head to do it, and two more people fell in a pool of blood.

Blood flowed out, the pumice stone was covered by bloodstains, and the blood river of blood flowed towards the Heavenly Sword.

The Heavenly Sword moistened by the blood trembled violently, and a loud roar came from the pumice stone to Qin Guanxi's ears.

The pumice stone, rapidly rising up, on the pumice stone, only a handful of four or five people are still fighting together, the dead people, the blood flowing out has already stained the entire floating island.

The Heavenly Sword was still inserted in the middle of the floating island, and the battle had lasted for so long, and none of these people who were holding each other could reach the Heavenly Sword.

Suddenly, just as the battle between the remaining few people was in full swing, a black shadow jumped up from mid-air to the pumice stone.

Qin Guanxi fixed his eyes on the black shadow, what made him stunned was that the person on the pumice stone was actually Zhang Hatshui's bastard, this thing was not killed by Qin Guanxi in the land of yellow sand, after healing his injuries, he identified the direction and came to this land of white bones, he repeated his old tricks, and hid in the dark when everyone was fighting.

When all the masters were exhausted and covered in injuries, Zhang Hatshui appeared.

Jumping onto the pumice stone, he held a long sword, and with three strokes and five divisions, he solved the remaining wolf bèi martial arts masters on the pumice stone.

Zhang Hatshui was seriously injured, and his strength was right, and the martial arts masters on the pumice stone had already been overwhelmed after the rounds of fighting, Zhang Hatshui was born in Wanjianmen, and his martial arts were already strong, and he waved his long sword without leaving his hand, and the remaining masters fell down in response.

The last few people also fell, and the eyes of the dead masters stared at the sky, as if they were unwilling.

The Heavenly Sword is so close, but this short distance is separated by Yin and Yang for them, and the Heavenly Sword that they fought hard for ended up making a wedding dress for others.

They are unwilling, but they are unwilling and have no choice.

Blood, gurgling from the wound on their necks, seeped through the pumice stones, and converged into a river of blood towards the Heavenly Sword.

At this time, the Yitian Sword was surrounded by countless blood, and the Yitian Sword in the blood shook the sword body violently, and the only person standing on the pumice stone, Zhang Hatshui, looked at the Yitian Sword with a proud face, and stretched out his hand.

At this time, no one is fighting for the Heavenly Sword, and the Heavenly Sword is his hatred of the water.

At the thought of getting the Yitian Sword and becoming a martial arts champion, defeating Qin Guanxi to win glory for the master, Zhang Hatshui's excited face turned red.

"Don't!"

Qin Guanxi watched as Zhang Hatshui put his hand on the hilt of the Yitian Sword, his beating heart was about to jump out of his chest, Qin Guanxi shouted, "Zhang Hatshui, don't pull the sword up!"

It's a pity that Qin Guanxi's shout, Zhang Hatshui ignored it.

Zhang Hatshui turned his head, glanced at Qin Guanxi under the pumice stone with a crazy look, and said with a smile: "Qin Guanxi, I won, the Heavenly Sword is mine!"

"Yitian Sword, you are mine!" Zhang Hatshui's eyes skimmed over Qin Guanxi and then turned his face to look at Yitian Sword, his arm was slightly forced, and the sword body of Yitian Sword slowly revealed a pool of blood formed by blood.

"Boom!"

The blade dripping with blood was finally pulled out by Zhang Hatshui little by little.

Zhang Hatshui, who pulled out the Yitian Sword, laughed wildly again, and when he got the Yitian Sword, he just wanted to sigh, when suddenly, a violent shaking spread from under Zhang Hatshui's body.

The floating island had already risen into the air, and the moment the Heavenly Sword was pulled out by Zhang Hatshui, Qin Guanxi saw that the floating island broke out a few ripples, and then, the entire huge floating island shook.

Two seconds after Zhang Hatshui was not complacent, the weightlessness brought by the powerful shaking force dared to throw him off the floating island.

Zhang Hatshui, who was thrown off the floating island, still held the Yitian Sword in his hand tightly, refusing to let go.

Under the floating island, Zhang hated the water wolf and got up from the ground, raised his arm to the Heavenly Sword, looked at Qin Guanxi with smug eyes, and said: "Qin Guanxi, you look, I am holding the Heavenly Sword, and I will win with the Heavenly Sword in my hand, and you will lose!"

To Zhang Hatshui's surprise, Qin Guanxi, who was in the same place, looked at him with a look in his eyes that was not angry, not bitter, but strange.

A strange smile flashed on Qin Guanxi's face between Zhang and Hatshui, and then he saw Qin Guanxi raise his arm and point in the direction behind him.

Stunned, Zhang Hatshui subconsciously turned his head to look behind him.

Just at this glance, Zhang Hatshui's three souls and seven spirits were immediately lost half.

After the Heavenly Sword was pulled out of the floating island by Zhang Hatshui, the entire pumice stone shattered into countless pieces and scattered on the magma.

After the pumice stone disappeared, a huge figure appeared behind Zhang Hatshui.

"Roar!"

A loud roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

A silver giant beast broke through the pumice stone and came into Qin Guanxi's eyes.

The snow-white giant beast opened its bloody mouth and raised its neck to let out a roar, the giant beast has a huge body, and it is in the shape of a tiger all day long, unlike the tigers that are generally seen, the giant beast is a distance of hundreds of meters from head to tail, and the silver huge fangs stick out from the mouth of the blood-red beast the size of the cave, two fangs, each of which is several meters long.

The giant beast roared, Qin Guanxi only felt a pain in his eardrums, a trace of blood slowly seeped out of the earhole, and Qin Guanxi's brain roared, as if it had exploded.

After a loud roar, the tiger-like beast opened its eyes, which were eeriely blood-red.

The red weird giant eyes glanced at Zhang Hatshui, who was already stunned under his feet, and looked at the Yitian Sword in Zhang Hatshui's hand with a slightly confused look, and raised his head and roared again.

Seeing the giant beast roaring, Qin Guanxi hurriedly raised his arm to cover his ears, even though it was so, the roar of the giant beast still shocked Qin Guanxi's blood boiling.

"I'll rub it, what is this?" Qin Guanxi scolded in a low voice, he originally thought that the skull beast he had seen before was the strangest thing he had encountered in his life, but when he saw this huge tiger-shaped beast now, Qin Guanxi knew that he was wrong, it turned out that there were things in this world that were even more awesome than Tyrannosaurus rex.

Subconsciously, Qin Guanxi took a step back, wanting to leave here as much as possible, Wu Mi and the others who were beside him were the same as Qin Guanxi, their faces changed so much that they didn't even have the courage to look at the giant beast, and they turned around and were about to run away.

Zhang Hatshui was also dumbfounded, he held the Yitian Sword in his hand, and he stood in place and grew up chasing and couldn't say a word.

The giant beast in front of him was beyond the scope of Zhang Hatshui's imagination, and the Wanjianmen, the Zhang family, and the Qiē Qiē all disappeared completely when they saw this ancient desolate beast.

The Ancient Desolate Beast, yes, can only use four words to describe this giant beast that broke through the floating island.

"Roar"

The giant beast lifted its snow-white neck, looked up to the sky and roared again, and after three roars, the frightened Zhang Hatshui stood in place, his eardrum had been penetrated, and blood had slowly flowed down Zhang Hatshui's cheeks from the eardrum.

"Day Dog"

Zhang Hatshui smiled bitterly, and before the last word could be spoken, the giant beast lowered its head, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed Zhang Hatshui and the Yitian Sword into its stomach in one bite.

"Run, run!" Qin Guanxi swallowed dryly, still relying on his courage, no matter how much he saw it, he still softened when he saw this refusal.

Qin Guanxi had only one thought in his groggy head, and that was to run, and the farther he ran, the better!