A gust of wind blew, Jiang Yilin only felt a chill in her back, and then she was in great pain, and her body involuntarily retreated backwards, especially the moment when the voice sounded on her shoulder, she felt the breath of death!

Yun Jiantian whipped down and hit Jiang Yilin's shoulder directly, shadowless and invisible, this is the real shadowless and invisible, then Jiang Yilin didn't react at all, she couldn't see where it was, she just subconsciously dodged, but the blood on her shoulder let her know that she was not the opponent of the person in front of her at all. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who the hell are you?" Jiang Yilin was unwilling, she didn't know when there was an extra whip in her hand, this and the whip were all black, black and swarthy, I don't know what kind of treasure it was made of, the wisps of faint black light produced on the whip, Yun Jiantian saw it at a glance and saw that this was the top sword of the Yellow Order.

sneered, his Cold Moon Sword was also a top-level sword, what was there to fear.

"I, don't you know?" Yun Jiantian stepped out, and a powerful aura spread around, Jiang Yilin felt that it was difficult for her to breathe, especially after Yun Jiantian said these words, the strong sense of oppression brought by that step made her speechless, or extremely uncomfortable.

"Back then, I was like a sister on your behalf, but you killed my people, the waning moon encircled and exterminated my family, my father died tragically, and now he is fleeing with his sister, who do you ask me? Don't you feel ashamed?" Yun Jiantian said word by word, every word was filled with strong hatred, his hatred for Jiang Yilin was necessary, since he knew that this girlfriend who had treated him like his own sister participated in the strangulation of his family, he hated it extremely much.

"Ungrateful you, what face do you have, live. Yun Jiantian's footsteps did not pause, and he walked towards Jiang Yilin step by step, every step drove the general trend of heaven and earth, a faint breath, which made his surroundings extremely depressed, he came to Nanyun Sect to find himself a few months ago, at that time he did not have the strength to fight, and now, it is different.

"The clouds see the sky, you are the clouds see the sky. Jiang Yilin's face kept changing at the moment, first she didn't believe that the young man in front of her was actually the waste that saw the sky, and then she couldn't believe it, why did he, who was rumored to be a regressive cultivator, still have such momentum a few months ago, telling himself who is a dragon and who is a snake, and he has never come.

Now, Yun Jiantian and her are standing on the stage of the South Wind Competition, but the strength of the other party is not only unexpected, but he can't resist at all, at this moment, Jiang Yilin's whole body feels a little disobedient.

"You know, it's too late. Yun Jiantian stepped out, without the slightest hesitation, the Cold Moon Sword in his hand stabbed out, and the strong sword aura killed Jiang Yilin, at the same time, the sword intent in the air spread, and driven by the powerful golden artistic conception, the Cold Moon Sword was extremely sharp.

"I'm fighting with you!" Jiang Yilin is also completely out of the way at the moment, since she can't fight the other party, she has been fighting for so long, on this stage, if she doesn't fight hard, then she can only die, and she can't die.

"Fight, do you have this capital?" Yun Jiantian sneered, and the Cold Moon Sword in his hand came directly to Jiang Yilin's neck without knowing when, and the powerful sword intent made Jiang Yilin's neck appear a little bloodshot.

"Are you going to die?" Jiang Yilin's heart was extremely desperate, her desperate strength didn't seem to have been exerted, but the whip in her hand couldn't be waved anymore, and the cold murderous aura made him dare not make the slightest move.

He was unwilling to die, and she was also afraid of dying!

"Boy, you're looking for death. Just as Yun Jiantian's sword touched Jiang Yilin's neck, an angry roar came from a distance, with a stern feeling in his voice, and it was that kind of arrogant voice.

Burst!

Jiang Yilin spat out a mouthful of blood, Yun Jiantian didn't pay attention to where this voice came from, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, who was the owner of this voice?

No matter who it is, the heart of killing Jiang Yilin cannot be changed.

However, this sword only pierced Jiang Yilin's neck a little, and it didn't really cause damage, just because when his sword was swung hard, a powerful momentum enveloped him, making it difficult for him to move.

There was a sword light at the tip of the Cold Moon Sword, and the wisps of sword qi seemed to say, I'm unwilling!

"Master, Master, he is the clouds that see the sky, and the gangsters of the Nanyun Sect see the clouds. Jiang Yilin escaped death, almost crying and roaring loudly.

It was Jiang Yilin's master Yu Wenhao who shot just now, looking at his apprentice, who was about to be killed, how could he not save himself when he saw death, even if he broke the rules of this Nanfeng Dabi.

"Yu Wenhao, what are you doing!" The prince was the first to stand up, his eyes were shining, his eyes were extremely sharp, the powerful momentum of the Desire Qi Realm amazed countless people, Chu Yuexing seemed to have just entered the Desire Qi Realm, and the momentum was so strong.

The two old men behind Chu Yuexing also stepped out, and their strong aura directly blasted towards Yu Wenhao. With a cold gaze, it is the ancestor of the royal family.

"The disciple is about to be killed, is it wrong for me to do this?" Yu Wenhao obviously didn't want to admit that he interfered with Nanfeng Dabi, he thought that his disciple was killed, and he should come to the rescue.

"On the martial arts platform, life and death are up to the sky, you intervened, one, violated the agreement of the sect, two, violated the rules of the South Wind Competition, and the three Desire Qi Realm powerhouses intervened in the Naling Realm martial arts competition, you are openly challenging the South Wind Competition, everyone in the world is paying attention to this game, do you do whatever you want, let the results of the South Wind Competition drop in everyone's hearts.

"Hmph, I'll intervene, Your Royal Highness the Prince, although you are presiding over this competition, but here, it's not your turn to speak. Yu Wenhao replied suddenly, even if he is the ancestor of the royal family, what is he afraid of, the royal family is not as good as the four major sects, and now, under this turmoil, who has no ambition, the south wind is more than the rules, and if it is broken, it will be bad.

"Yu Wenhao, you want to chill the world. At that moment, a voice came out all around, and the old man from Zimuya was breezy and free, and in an instant, he landed on the competition platform, standing in front of the clouds.

Yun Jiantian was the most shocked in his heart, just now he felt Yu Wenhao's strong killing intent, and it seemed that he would receive Yu Wenhao's attack if he took another step, but at this time, Zimuya's predecessors actually stood in front of him, this sect that has never expressed his position, is he going to speak today?

"As the Great Elder of the Rift Rock Valley of the South Wind Country, is it just a little generous? The Great Elder of the South Wind Country, a hundred years of prosperity, is it ruined in your hands? The younger generation of the competition, you don't seem to have any right to participate!" The old man did not give up half a point, and his words carried a strong sense of attack.

The atmosphere on the entire competition platform instantly became weird, and all the people in the competition stopped the game and looked at this scene, a little overwhelmed, as if it was full of gunpowder.

At this moment, everyone on the periphery seemed to feel something, and they sighed one by one, could it be that after the destruction of the Nanyun Sect, under the prosperous era of the South Wind Dabi, there would be another bloody case!

The atmosphere is changing, it is constantly evolving, Zi Muya stood in front of Yun Jianhim, did not specify to help him, but what he did was indeed helping Yun Jiantian, and Yu Wenhao's breath was tyrannical and domineering, he was so domineering.

On the stage of the south wind competition, at this moment, the smell of gunpowder is full