How can it be!

Su Ziyun stared at the arm inserted in his chest, his eyes full of disbelief.

Why!

Did he really choose to die with him?

Syllable......

There was a soft sound, this was the sound of his heart being crushed by Bai Junyi.

Su Ziyun's thoughts gradually drifted away, he slowly raised his head, and Bai Junyi's cold and indifferent face was in his eyes.

His gaze moved to Bai Junyi's left chest, his pupils suddenly dilated, full of disbelief, and he was even more shocked than being inserted into his chest by Bai Junyi's palm just now.

Your own sword finger!

It was just a stab in his right shoulder!

With full of unbelief, extremely unwilling.

The elder of the Cold Ice Gate, the master of the Three Veins Realm, Su Ziyun, was killed by Bai Junyi with one blow!

Fight to kill!

How could a person like Su Ziyun, who had been cultivating in the mountains all day long, be the opponent of the barbarian king who had fought on the battlefield for countless years!

At the moment when Su Ziyun stabbed out his sword finger, Bai Junyi's incomparably powerful intuition made his figure move a few inches to the side.

It's a few inches away, and it's the end of one dead and one injured!

It's just that although Bai Junyi let go of the fatal part of his heart, Su Ziyun pointed with all his strength before he died, how could it be light.

The incomparable strength mixed with the incomparably cold true qi intuition blasted into Bai Junyi's right shoulder.

In an instant, Captain Bai only felt that half of his body was already cold to the bone, all the meridians were numb from the cold, and he couldn't move, and this biting cold was still emanating, as long as the cold invaded his heart, even if Mo Zhiqing came, he couldn't save his life.

But Bai Junyi didn't regret it at all.

After he entered the range of this Near Evening Pavilion, he had already noticed the two people beside Zhou Fu.

Douying Eagle has been ignored by him, a cultivator of the realm of the second vein, he is now like a chicken!

And Su Ziyun and Mo He's powerful aura immediately made him vigilant.

Su Ziyun is okay, although his true qi is strong, his killing intent is insufficient.

The sword-hugging man sitting next to Zhou Fu really made him vigilant, Mo He, who was ordinary in Zhou Fu's eyes, was exuding sword intent all the time in Bai Junyi's eyes.

If the two are flanked, he is definitely not an opponent.

Therefore, I can only fight to be seriously injured, and I must kill Su Ziyun first!

Roar!

Bai Junyi raised his head violently, his left hand shook, and Su Ziyun's body was directly torn apart by the explosion, blood and flesh splashed everywhere, and then let out an angry roar.

Boom!

A thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the sky, and in an instant, the endless dark night sky became as bright as day.

Reflected on Bai Junyi's face, mottled bloodstains, violent murder, with a hint of a sharp smile, this kind of fierce momentum made him like a fierce beast rushing towards him!

At the moment when Bai Junyi killed Su Ziyun, Zhou Fu and the others reacted.

Bang!

The teacup in his hand was unknowingly dropped to the ground.

Such a masterful demeanor, such an arrogant cultivator of the Three Veins Realm, was actually killed by Bai Junyi with one palm!

For a split second, he almost wanted to bite his tongue to see if it was in a dream!

Equally shocked, there was the Fighting Eagle.

Although he didn't have much respect for this sect elder, he still knew Su Ziyun's strength very well.

Ten years ago, he had already broken through the realm of the three veins, and he was really mellow and spicy.

But in Bai Junyi's hands, he couldn't make a move!

He only felt a chill slowly spreading from the bottom of his heart.

Bang!

Another huge lightning bolt struck, and at the same time, raindrops the size of beans suddenly poured down.

The near evening pavilion in the middle of the small lake seems to have an extra rain curtain.

Zhou Fu and Douying in the curtain, their whole bodies were cold, looking at Bai Junyi outside the curtain.

At this moment, Mo He, who had been holding his sword silently, suddenly raised his head and looked at Bai Junyi, and a fierce sword aura suddenly exploded on his body.

There was also a smile on his zombie-like face, and he said a little coldly: "Not bad!"

Then slash down with a sword.

The sword was not unsheathed, but the huge and incomparably strong energy sprayed towards Bai Junyi, carrying the endless wind and rain, forming a giant sword wave dozens of meters long!

So powerful!

Bai Junyi's face was indifferent, his body was like a ghost, his feet did not move, his body turned slightly, almost clinging to this sword wave, letting go of this sword.

And his hands bent, directly condensed into two claws, and grabbed towards the Evening Pavilion in the distance.

Mo He's long sword was still unsheathed, his right foot was on the pillar, and the whole person was directly like a dead leaf, floating towards the lake.

But Bai Junyi's arrest was not for him!

Zhou Fu's face suddenly turned pale, and he only felt that there was an incomparably terrifying pressure on his body, which made him have no power to resist at all.

ClickClick......

was as stoic as Zhou Fu, and finally couldn't help howling, all the bones in his body were pinched off by Bai Junyi's volley, and finally because of his tenacity, he didn't faint.

But the fighting eagle next to him didn't even snort, and this huge pressure directly hit his top door.

There was a soft pop.

The fighting eagle of the Second Vein Realm was directly killed by Captain Bai in the air, and his head exploded directly.

Even to death, his face was still full of disbelief and regret......

Mo He, who was on the surface of the lake, saw this scene, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, he was just a swordsman, not a bodyguard, even if Zhou Fu died in front of him, his hand holding the sword would never tremble at all.

His right hand suddenly trembled slightly, the scabbard cracked, and a silver-white sword light shone like the summer sun, towards Bai Junyi, and stabbed in the air.

Flying Sword Assassination!

Electrifying Stonefire!

Rao is Captain Bai had been taught by Mo Zhiqing, and he was also a cultivator of the Three Veins Realm, but he was still slightly stunned in an instant.

But the intuition he tempered between life and death still made his body flip over, trying to give way to this sword.

The sword light is like electricity.

It wiped directly across his neck, but Bai Junyi's body had just sunk a little, and it just swept past his chest, taking away a streak of blood.

The tip of the sword, which was as clear as jade, was stained with a drop of blood.

It's really a flying sword!

Inside the six-foot-long scabbard, there was actually just a crystal short sword that was only half a foot long, standing in the air, trembling slightly like a swimming dragon.

In fact, the flying sword thing is far less magical than what is written in Xianxia's notes, and it can easily kill enemies thousands of miles away.

The flying sword in Mo He's hand is half a foot long, two inches wide, crystal clear, but in fact, when it was just cast, it was two feet long, seventy percent platinum, two percent gold, and one percent fine iron mixed casting, and then used Tianshan Snow Lotus, thousand-year-old mountain ginseng to be refined every day, quenched with the essence of the sun and the moon, and refined into today's size.

And if you want to use it as freely as Mo He is now, it is obviously not enough to rely on the cultivation of the Three Veins Realm, but to rely on more than ten years of meditation.

For more than ten years, he breathed and breathed into this short sword every day, so that he could kill his opponent from a hundred steps away.

So a sword out of the sheath, unmatched!

Even a cultivator at the peak of the Three Veins Realm would be desperate in the face of the flying sword!

But what Mo He is facing now is Bai Junyi, the barbarian king!

Seeing the flying sword that had taken away a trace of blood on his chest, Captain Bai suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter shook the night sky.

"Good flying sword, take my punch!"

Before the laughter stopped, Bai Junyi suddenly dived down, and slammed out a punch towards the flying sword standing in mid-air.

But Mo He's left hand only moved slightly, and the flying sword immediately jumped up like lightning, causing Bai Junyi to punch the air.

Then Mo He's left little thumb was slightly raised, and the sword blade swept directly across Bai Junyi's waist, with another blood mark.

Captain Bai stood up, staring at the flying sword like an eagle falcon, but he cursed in his heart.

How to fight this!

If you want to break through the flying sword assassination, you can rush over and kill Mo He directly, it is almost impossible, you are still flesh and blood, at a distance of dozens of meters, it will take about two seconds for you to rush over, but these two seconds are enough for the flying sword to assassinate seven or eight times, and you will already become a flesh and blood hole.

Mo He still had a blank face, and with a finger of his left hand, the flying sword stabbed again, directly taking Bai Junyi's right chest.

Bai Junyi suddenly took a deep breath, and his arms circled, forming a Tai Chi momentum.

Around him, the air suddenly became extremely viscous, and as soon as the flying sword entered him, the speed suddenly slowed down!

Mo He's face changed suddenly, his hands pointed sharply, and the crystal flying sword was like a silver snake, vibrating violently in the air, trying to get out of control.

This strong force was directly transmitted to Bai Junyi's body in the air, his chest shook, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

Even the injuries that had been forced down just now began to move, and the cold true qi slowly invaded Bai Junyi's heart.

His right hand trembled suddenly, and the momentum of Tai Chi immediately dissipated, and the strange strength in front of him also disappeared.

The flying sword immediately escaped like a mouse.

Mo He's zombie face also showed a hint of caution, and he said coldly: "Since refining this Qingling Flying Sword, it has been unsheathed three times, and no cultivator below the Three Veins Realm can block its blow, you are the first!"

When Captain Bai heard this, he looked disdainful, and was about to speak, when he suddenly lay on the ground, and Zhou Fu, who was caught half-dead by Bai Junyi in the air, roared: "Mr. Mo, kill him quickly, and I will serve him directly!"

Mo He glanced at the embarrassed Zhou Fu, and said indifferently: "You don't need to tell me!"

Who is Captain Bai, he immediately understood what kind of cold iron Zhou Fu was taking as a reward, and asked the flying sword master in front of him to protect himself.

He hurriedly shouted, "That...... Mr. Mo, you know that my identity is not ......"

Mo He frowned slightly, and said, "At your age, with such cultivation, you must be a disciple of the Great Sect!"

But he smiled coldly, "Even if you are a Kunlun disciple, a certain Shushan swordsman, what are you afraid of!"

Shushan is not the name of the sect, but a place in Shuzhong, the general name of the cultivators in the major mountain ranges, the masters who can practice such swordsmanship, whether good or evil, but the will and spirit are extremely strong, how can they be easily frightened away.

Bai Junyi smiled and said: "Below is the protector of the Holy Maiden Gate, and there is a life-and-death enmity with the people on the ground, just now I heard that this guy used two taels of cold iron to ask Your Excellency to make a move, I will give five taels, please leave and guarantee in the name of the Holy Maiden Gate!"

Although I don't know what that cold iron is, anyway, I will shout the price first, and I will talk about it first, listening to the cheap senior sister blowing the holy women's door so awesomely, it is impossible to not even take out a few taels of cold iron......