, one in front and one behind the two figures jumped down from the roof of the building, although the night was deep, the light was extremely dim, only two vague outlines could be seen, but Fan Shanhe's eyes exuded a blood-colored red light, which was particularly dazzling in the night.

Detecting that Jing Lian's breath of life has dissipated without a trace, Xue Qianqian has no time to grieve, what she can do now is to find the Snow Flower Palace Lord as soon as possible and stop Fan Shanhe who was blinded by the blood poison.

Xue Qianqian no longer dared to have any delay, urged her spiritual power, and accelerated forward.

But her speed is fast, and the speed of Fanshanhe is even faster.

Before Xue Qianqian flew out of the West Lake, Fan Shanhe had already arrived behind her, her face was as hideous as a ghost, and a terrible voice came out of her throat: "Die, die, die!"

A sword stabbed out.

Although when he was in Hangu Pass, Fan Shanhe scattered and cultivated all his life, but no one could change the fact that he was the first person in the way of the sword, and when it came to the comprehension of the way of the sword, Yun Mo couldn't admit it. After resurrection, he absorbed the power from the Seven Star Array, coupled with the effect of this blood poison, the mortal mountains and rivers at this moment were by no means something that ordinary Spirit Void Realm powers could deal with.

As Fan Shanhe handed out a sword, a blood-colored red light suddenly lit up from the sword body, illuminating Fan Shanhe's distorted face, illuminating Xue Qianqian's back, and illuminating the surface of the lake.

Seeing that this sword was about to pierce Xue Qianqian's heart, he saw a figure rushing from the direction of Xue Qianqian's escape like lightning, and it crashed into the red light in the blink of an eye.

There was a loud bang.

A huge splash exploded on the surface of the lake, and Fanshan River was knocked and flew upside down like a cannonball.

Yun Mo held the sword in his hand, his face pale.

The patrol disciples around the West Lake finally rushed over, and hundreds of fires illuminated the entire lake as if it were daylight.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord hugged Xue Qianqian into his arms and looked at Fan Shanhe in astonishment.

"Why......" Before he finished speaking, the Snow Flower Palace Lord was stunned for a moment, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, "Blood poison, it turned out to be blood poison, mountains and rivers, when did you get poisoned?!"

Fan Shanhe tilted his head, hissing in his throat, and stared at the Snow Flower Palace Lord with blood-red eyes, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

The heart of the Snow Flower Palace Lord sank more and more, like falling into an ice cellar, and he said almost in a trembling voice: "Shanhe, I'm Snow Flower Ji, don't you even know me?"

Saying that, he put down Xue Qianqian and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Yun Mo reaching out.

"He's not the Fanshanhe we know now. There was sadness in Yun Mo's voice that could not be concealed.

"The blood poison has seeped into his whole body, and even his soul has been impregnated with blood poison, and now he is just a walking corpse that has lost the ability to think, and it will only destroy and kill. Yun Mo's tone became calm, "You should know this better than me!"

The blood poison in Yun Mo's body had not yet been cleaned up, and both of them had been counterattacked by the Thousand Revolutions Poison Exorcism Array, and they had a deeper understanding of the domineering of this blood poison.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord gritted his teeth and said, "There is a way, there is a way, there must be a way!"

But the next moment, Xue Qianqian stopped in front of the Snow Flower Palace Master, the tears on her face had not yet dried, and said, "Don't go, the queen mother, my aunt was killed by him, daddy, he's crazy!"

"You know everything?!" The Snow Flower Palace Lord asked in surprise, but suddenly it was like being struck by lightning, "Jinglian, how could it be, how could this be?!"

Disciples of the Kendo Sect and the Dragon Elephant Army, who were in charge of security, were constantly coming, and the banks of the West Lake were full of people, and people looked at Fan Shanhe with a look of shock in their eyes. The resurrection of all mountains and rivers is known to only a few people in the Kendo Sect, such as Qing Butler and Yu Chi Longxiang, and the resurrection of the dead, no matter what era or place it is, is a dumbfounded thing.

But what makes people even more surprised is that the mountains and rivers have become what they are now.

His eyes were red, the corners of his mouth were cracked to the heels of his ears, his mouth was full of blood between his white teeth, and his face was distorted and hideous.

At this moment, a Xifeng disciple flew over, his face was full of horror, and said to Yun Mo: "Sect, sect master, the big thing is not good, Martial Peak Lord, Martial Peak Lord, he was killed!"

Yun Mo was stunned suddenly, looked at Fan Shanhe, and the hand holding the black giant was full of green tendons.

Immediately afterwards, on the mountain behind the main peak, a terrible alarm suddenly sounded, and then, a figure swept over, but it was Yunguan who came in a hurry.

Yun Mo's heart throbbed.

Yun Guan's face was pale, he gritted his teeth, and knelt on the ground on his knees, but he did not speak, but trembled and held a jade talisman handsome seal.

The handsome seal is the certificate for mobilizing the Dragon Elephant Army, and it is also the natal spirit of a general, and he can't leave his body for a moment.

The handsome seal in Yun Guan's hand belonged to Yu Chi Longxiang, which was originally glorious, but it was lifeless at the moment.

Yun Mo took the handsome seal and held it tightly in his hand, his knuckles turned white.

"The subordinates are incompetent, they have failed to protect General Wei Chi, and they have not been able to find the murderer! Please punish your lord!" Yun Guan knelt on the ground and said fiercely, "The ten thousand dragon elephant troops in the camp have all been dispatched to block all exits, I believe that the murderer will not be able to escape from the Kendo Sect!"

Yun Mo slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

Without the slightest emotion, he said, "Let the Dragon Elephant Army return to the camp, there is no need to search, the murderer is here." ”

As he spoke, he took the handsome seal of Yu Chi Longxiang into his arms.

Walk straight towards the Fanshan River.

Slowly pull out the black giant.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord pressed Yun Mo's right hand as he drew his sword and shouted, "Yun Mo, what are you going to do?!"

Yun Mo glanced at the Snow Flower Palace Lord, his eyes were full of coldness, the Snow Flower Palace Lord felt a chill in his bones, but he still didn't let go of his hand, and said viciously: "Regardless of whether Wu Idiot San and Yu Chi Longxiang were killed by mountains and rivers, you can't make a move on him!"

Two words popped out between Yun Mo's teeth: "Get out of the way!"

The Snow Flower Palace Lord shook his head and said: "I, I still have a way to unravel the blood poison on the mountains and rivers, give me one day, no, give me three hours, please, I only need three hours!"

Yun Mo slowly raised his head, the voices and faces of Yu Chi Longxiang and Wu Idiot San seemed to be close in front of him, but they were far away in the sky, a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then it became colder and colder, like the dead silence and darkness in the deepest night.

"Enough people have died. Yun Mo muttered softly and took a step, ignoring no matter how much the Snowflake Palace Lord pleaded and threatened.

"People can't be resurrected after death, and when you set up that seven-star array, you were already wrong. ”

Yun Mo stepped on the lake water, walked forward step by step, and a circle of ripples was born on the calm lake, and the firelight turned into countless fragments in this ripple.

The black giant finally came out of its sheath, there was no overflowing sword gang, no whistling sword qi, only a black sword, a black sword body, a black sword blade, just like the black night at this moment.

"You're not Fan Shanhe, you're just a shell with the appearance of Fan Shanhe's body," Yun Mo pointed his sword at Fan Shanhe and said, "And at this moment, you don't even have the appearance of Brother Shanhe, so what kind of monster are you?"

Fan Shanhe grinned, as if he was smiling, but this distorted and deformed face could only make people fearful.

Without warning, the mountains and rivers swept towards Yun Mo.

Yun Mo stopped, raised his head, and raised his sword.

Suddenly, Fan Shanhe held his sword in both hands and slashed down like lightning.

The two swords struck each other, and the energy suddenly exploded.

Yun Mo's clothes danced wildly in the wind, his body sank an inch, and a huge wave centered on him surged towards the West Lake in all directions.

The blood in Fan Shanhe's eyes turned from crimson to purple, and the sword in his hand quickly turned purple.

Yun Mo held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, his left hand against the blade of the sword, his arms bent, and the long sword that turned from red to purple cut the hair on his forehead.

Yun Mo burst into a shout, the qi in his body tumbled like the waves of the Guangling River, the clothes on his body were even more hunting, and the three thousand green silks danced wildly.

"This sword, for the dead Martial Peak Lord!"

A majestic sword intent suddenly surged out from his body, Yun Mo let go of his left hand, changed from holding the sword in one hand to holding the sword with both hands, and slashed horizontally with a sword.

The black giant slashed through the purple long sword, sending out a series of dazzling sparks, and then severing both of Fan Shanhe's arms together.

Purple blood erupted from Fanshanhe's arm, and when it met air, it was like a red-hot piece of iron meeting water, bursting out of its eyes and hissing.

"This sword, for the dead General Wei Chi!"

Yun Mo slashed down from top to bottom with another sword.

Every time the black giant cut an inch, the sword intent and sword qi were all more powerful than the previous moment, and when the sword blade fell in front of Fan Shanhe, the sword qi and sword intent overflowing with the ocean were already like the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens, with a huge momentum and majestic momentum.

Fan Shanhe's purple-red eyes suddenly widened, and a roar of anger that did not resemble a human voice came out of his mouth, and those purple blood that spurted out of his arms turned into countless tiny blood lines, which converged together and turned into a strangely shaped huge shield, blocking the blade of the sword.

The black giant sank into the shield, as if falling into a quagmire, cutting off a blood line, and in an instant, more blood lines were entangled.

But Rao was so, and this shield still couldn't resist the majestic power of the black giant.

The shield was instantly transformed, and the whole person of Fan Shanhe was also driven into the bottom of the lake, and where he was originally standing, the lake was swept away by the terrifying force, and the water surface was sunken into a huge arc with a radius of dozens of zhang.

The force of the impact was transmitted through the lake, and the curved surface was swelled, and the boats docked at the tide tower and the lakeshore shook violently.

At the bottom of the lake, the stirred up silt slowly settled down, Fan Shanhe raised his head, looked through the lake, looked at the countless fires on the lake, looked at Yun Mo in the firelight, and suddenly made a gurgling sound in his mouth.

The surrounding fish fled in terror.

Before the waves on the surface of the lake could subside, a red light suddenly lit up at the bottom of the lake.

Fanshan River flew out of the lake like a cannonball and crashed into Yunmo.

At this moment, Fan Shanhe's legs swelled out, and the disappeared arms were replaced by two beast-like giant claws composed of countless blood lines, his hair was scattered, and his scalp and face were full of blood blisters of different sizes, like ghosts and not ghosts, like demons and not demons, like beasts and not beasts, but there was no human appearance.

The Snowflake Palace Lord was full of despair: "Blood Demon?"

Yun Mo took a deep breath and shouted, "This sword, for the dead Brother Shanhe!"

The black giant stabbed straight out without any fancy.

There are no gorgeous sword moves, no stirring sword gangs, no dazzling sword qi, not even a trace of sword intent.

Simplify the complex and get back to basics.

Because it's simple, it's powerful.

This sword is three points faster than the speed of lightning.

Not to mention that you can't see it with your eyes, you can't detect it even with your divine sense.

Almost at the same moment when Yun Mo took out his sword, the black giant sword body appeared on Fan Shanhe's chest.

Pierced in without any fancy fancy.

There was no longer any human-like Fanshan River flying out upside down, and along the way, the lake was knocked out of two sky-high water walls that were dozens of zhang high, starting in front of Yun Mo and ending at the tide viewing tower in the middle of the lake.

Fanshan River crashed into the tide viewing building, and the tall and majestic tide viewing building collapsed.

The smoke and dust in the sky slowly dissipated.

Yun Mo's right hand holding the sword trembled.

There was a burning sensation from the center of his eyebrows, but a purple blood Y flowed out of the center of his eyebrows, and then, his seven orifices began to ooze purple blood Y.

Because of the blood poison, he now only has the strength of the middle stage of the Spirit Void Realm, although he only has three swords, but these three swords even have seventy or eighty percent of the strength of his heyday, which is completely beyond the limit that his current body can endure.

The blood poison had already soaked into his internal organs, and in his body, only the Five Elements Spirit Palace and Zhihai were still safe for the time being.

In the ruins of the Tide Tower, there was a violent cough.

A flash of absoluteness flashed in Yun Mo's eyes, and his aura began to climb again.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord flew over, stopped in front of Yun Mo, and roared, "No, don't kill him!"

A cold light struck like lightning.

Thick blood gushed out of the mouth of the Snow Flower Palace Lord, and he lowered his head and looked at the sword that came out of his chest in disbelief.

She turned her head with difficulty, looking at this hideous face that was extremely familiar but also extremely unfamiliar.

Fan Shanhe's chest rose and fell violently, trembling incessantly, as if the sword just now had exhausted the last trace of strength in his body.

"Queen Mother!" Xue Qianqian screamed in pain.

"No, don't come here. The Snow Flower Palace Lord said in a trembling voice, stretched out his hand with difficulty, grabbed the long sword between his two fingers, and snapped the long sword.

The blood poison on the long sword had eaten away at her heart, and it was surging along the veins and veins of her body at a terrifying speed.

The Snowflake Palace Lord smiled bitterly, "Sect Master Yun, I'm sorry, I can't heal you anymore. ”

Yun Mo, who was bleeding from the seven orifices, just smiled palely.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord stretched out his trembling hand and held Fan Shanhe's face, maybe because he was dying, or because of other reasons, those blood poisons slowly dissipated, and Fan Shanhe's distorted face slowly returned to its original appearance.

The blood-colored mist in Fan Shanhe's eyes slowly faded, and he looked at the woman in front of him, in pain, his lips trembled, and he said, "Yes, I'm sorry." ”

The Snow Flower Palace Lord covered Fan Shanhe's mouth, then took his hand, swept his body, and came to a large boat by the lake with a view, and those disciples of the Sword Dao Sect who were originally watching the battle on the boat were stunned in horror.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord said with difficulty: "Please prepare two pots of wine." ”

The disciples were still stunned, and at this moment, Xue Qianqian landed on the bow of the boat and said to those Kendo Sect disciples, "Go down." ”

The disciples who came to their senses left in a hurry, as if they had been pardoned.

Xue Qianqian moved out of the boat, but only found a pot of wine.

The Snow Flower Palace Master looked at his daughter and asked, "Qianqian, I want to be alone with your father for a while." ”

Fan Shanhe looked at Xue Qianqian, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but spit out a mouthful of fishy black blood mixed with internal organ debris.

Xue Qianqian stood in place, hesitated for a long time, and then took out a handkerchief, squatted down, and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and clothes for Fan Shanhe.