His heart trembled, Beichenyu instinctively felt the danger, and immediately after his footsteps stopped, he stepped back in the wind and waves, and he was a few feet away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a bang, a large ball of silver-white sword qi mixed with blood red exploded, bursting out with terrifying silver sword qi, each emitting a dazzling silver light, at least dozens of them, densely criss-crossed, and the ground and the extremely hard walls on the left and right sides were actually scratched one after another, shocking.

Retreating again and again, fully withdrawing from the range of ten zhang, Beichen Yu avoided the outbreak of silver-white sword qi and strangulation, his face was cold, and there was a trace of shock in his eyes.

Every sword qi can bring a deadly threat to oneself, and the strangulation of dozens of sword qi, if you are in it, you are afraid that you will be broken by Ling Chi, even if you have a strong physique, you can't resist it.

Connected to the next few flying sword qi, Beichenyu's hands were numb, the long sword was shocking, there were too many sword qi, forming a sharp sword pressure, cutting the green shirt on Beichenyu's body to pieces, even the skin was cut, and the blood was dripping, so fast that Beichenyu had no time to recover at all.

Resisting a sword qi slash again, his body couldn't help but retreat.

As soon as the sword qi storm passed, Ma Tong's body aura flew rapidly, like a deflated leather ball falling rapidly, becoming weak, but I saw that his blood-red color receded, and his face turned pale.

"Why aren't you dead, why aren't you dead......" Ma Tong's face was stunned at first, and then turned into anger, his face full of murderous intent.

Golden opportunity!

Blazing Ground!

The powerful and amazing sword light was Beichenyu's counterattack after being suppressed, and it exploded in an instant, with amazing power, and it was directly slashed at Ma Tong's chest.

The powerful power made Ma Tong like a rag sack, flying upside down dozens of meters to the ground, rolling several times, vomiting blood again and again, the wound was even more bloody, his face was as white as gold paper, and only the qi was left.

Beichenyu, with a wave of his right arm, the White Frost Sword tore through the sky, turning into an extremely dazzling silver light, like a meteor breaking through the moon.

Swift as lightning and as thunder!

Ma Tong was shocked, but he didn't have time to dodge, and the silver sword light like meteor thunder and lightning had already been killed.

No dodge, no resistance!

The sword was shining brightly, piercing into Ma Tong's chest.

The power of this sword shattered Ma Tong's meridians and viscera, making his life pass quickly.

After Ma Tong screamed, his eyes widened, pointed at Ye Xing, and roared while spurting blood from his mouth:

"My master will find you, he will definitely find you, and you will not die a good death!"

As Ma Tong's voice fell, his arm hung down weakly, and he died in Huangquan.

"Who is it?"

At this time, a majestic and powerful thought suddenly floated from Ma Tong's corpse, with a huge martial arts intention, as if turning into an invisible big hand, trying to grab something around: "Who dares to kill my beloved disciple? I am Xiang Yunzi, the elder of the inner gate of the Lingyun Sect......"

"At least it's the spiritual imprint of the Grandmaster?"

Beichen Yu's face changed, he didn't expect Ma Tong to have a master who knew the sea realm.

After a martial artist breaks through the realm of knowing the sea, he can open the sea of knowledge and use his spiritual power.

Many Masters of the Sea will use their spiritual powers to label their own apprentices and capture the breath of the living people around them when they die.

More powerful martial artists can even rely on their spirit to directly see the short-lived picture.

Such a deterrent is really a weapon to protect the disciples of the sect.

And now, Ma Tong's master obviously felt the dissipation of the spiritual imprint, and wanted to capture the breath of the murderer.

This person must be a martial artist above the grandmaster, with huge ideas and a compelling spirit, which even made Beichenyu feel a trace of suffocating depression.

"Extinguish!"

Beichen Yu snorted softly, urging the Heavenly Book of Divine Power, and the Heavenly Book surrounded by dense qi turned like a scroll in the depths of Beichen's soul, and a mysterious and vast force fell.

Heaven and earth are vast! Like the universe, like a flood, and like the power of heaven and earth to flip, it destroyed the mind of this sea realm master in an instant.

"Ah...... You are ......"

This Lingyun Sect Elder, the mind of the Great Grandmaster, under the power of the Heavenly Book's immortal gods, suddenly melted like snowflakes, leaving not even a trace.

Beichen Yu's face was so pale that it was terrifying, and he forcibly urged the Book of Heaven, causing him to consume a lot of energy, Beichen Yu leaned on the stone wall and gasped heavily: "Damn, I was almost locked in the soul by a master master who knows the sea realm!"

"It's troublesome to kill the disciples of the big forces, if it weren't for the suppression of the Heavenly Book, it would be troublesome to be locked by thousands of miles, and you won't be able to run away!" Beichenyu felt scared when he thought about it.

"It's better to recover your spirit quickly, and then run away, even if that grandmaster's mind is destroyed, with his status as a high-level power of the Lingyun Sect, he can also find out here......"

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Qingyun Mountain, there are eight peaks and three valleys, known as the peak circuit turning eighteen bends, the terrain is dangerous, the strange peaks are repeated, the beauty is overwhelming.

This mountain is one of the highest mountain ranges in Yunzhou, and the Lingyun Sect, one of the top ten sect-level forces in Great Chu, is settled here.

The mountain road is rugged and winding up, and a white jade arch stands on the ground, ten meters high, with a sharp and sharp spirit pointing to the sky.

The three big characters of Lingyun Sect in the book are painted with silver hooks and iron, and there is no way to do it.

On a certain mountain peak, in a spacious secret room.

The surroundings were bright, and only seven night pearls as big as a baby's fist emitted a warm light.

In a delicate and classical brass incense burner, smoke rises and exudes an aura of peace and tranquility.

In the center of the room, there is a futon, on which is a middle-aged man with a white face and beard, wearing a white jade crown, his breath is like the sea, unfathomable.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the smoke was extinguished.

"Tong'er is dead?"

There is no need for middle-aged people to open their eyes, and immediately a look of horror appeared in their eyes, and they screamed, and two blood lines flowed down from their noses: "Real people...... Which real person did it?"

He stood up, revealing the medium-grade sword at his waist and the auspicious cloud white crane robe on his body.

"Niu Peng!"

"The disciple is here!"

The door opened, revealing two young swordsmen from the Innate Realm, both with complexions like iron and powerful faces, like Dharma Protector Vajra.

"Let's go to Nantong County, where Tong'er was before!"

Xiang Yunzi said slowly, his voice as hoarse and ugly as a corpse, which was creepy.

"Obey the law!"

The two young men immediately knelt down and said in an extremely respectful tone.

"No! wait......

Xiang Yunzi suddenly stopped again, thinking of the strong man who defeated his spiritual imprint, he was definitely a stronger existence than him, and at this time, he dared to go on the road, such as delivering food to the door, it was quite unwise, and said: "Pang Jiang, Shahu seems to be near Nantong County, let's not move first, order the two of them to go quickly and find out the news!"

When the two disciples heard such an inconsistent order from their master, they couldn't help but look at each other......

Xiang Yunzi's worries are obviously unnecessary.

Beichen Yu only used the divine power of the Heavenly Book to destroy his spiritual intent, and he was not a great master at all.