"Your Excellency...... The predecessor is the rumored and famous Soul Refining Shadow - Lord Soul Shadow, which is really an eye-opener for the kid. Standing in condensation, Zhang Yan bowed to the soul shadow, but his brows were raised, and he said coldly.

"However, I heard that Lord Soul Shadow has never stained his hands with blood, even if he is in the Demon Sect, but the murder has always been done by others, I hope that this time Lord Soul Shadow can still release my junior sister as rumored, otherwise, I don't know what stupid things these junior disciples of mine will do." At this time, he didn't have the slightest heart to choose, some were just cold, and a faint coldness permeated his heart, making his eyes more and more cold and murderous.

"After knowing my identity, you are still so arrogant, don't think that as the chief disciple of the Heavenly Immortal Sect Peaks, I won't dare to kill you! If your master is here, I ask myself if I am not an opponent, but only you disciples, do you dare to threaten me at will? Soul Shadow suddenly burst out with an astonishing anger, even if his identity is placed in the world, he is still respected, even if he is a member of the Righteous Dao Sect, and now a few elite disciples of the Heavenly Immortal Sect dare to speak wildly to himself, it is too presumptuous.

"The juniors are not threatening, they are just talking about a reason, and they also ask the seniors to raise their noble hands and let my junior sister go, and other matters can be discussed later." Lu Zhan's eyebrows moved slightly, and when he opened his mouth in a cold voice, his face was full of awe-inspiring intent, with extremely strong hostility, and he pointed at the soul shadow without concealment.

"How daring! I'd like to see what makes you have the audacity to speak to me like that. The soul shadow waved his sleeves angrily, the amazing momentum surged, and the moment it swept out, the bonfire was extinguished instantly, and countless dead leaves and debris in the surrounding forest flew up one after another, like an arc-shaped monstrous wave that rushed to the sky dozens of feet high, and in a moment everyone fell into the endless dead leaves and debris, only to feel that the hunting wind whistling in front of them became so weird, there was darkness in front of him, and he could not see the slightest light, and the almost endless dead leaves and debris had blocked the stars and the full moon, The already slightly dim night sky became a bit of a trance as a result.

The face of the soul shadow in the endless dead leaves has not changed in the slightest, one palm rests on Mu Wan'er's neck, and the other palm is leaning forward, the rather mysterious Xuanqing spiritual power moves from the palm, silently but controls this side of the world, the surrounding dead leaves and debris rise because of him, and he is not close to him at all, as if there is an invisible wall protecting him in it, it is difficult for the outside world to peep, only when he is in it, he will be surprised.

This kind of control power is really amazing, even if Mu Wan'er asks herself to control the cultivation is quite experienced, but if compared with the soul shadow, it is really vulnerable, and even if there is no room for resistance, it will be crushed by the soul shadow in an instant and die, this is Mu Wan'er's most intuitive feeling, even if she is still under the palm of the soul shadow with her life, she still has a trace of respect for the soul shadow, this kind of control power is by no means something that can be done overnight, unless it can be reached after decades or even hundreds of years of tempering, With decades of cultivation and control, this kind of mind is something that few people in the world can do.

However, a sudden qi machine swept through the sky like a shock, and the astonishing sword intent also surged up in the endless dead leaves and debris at this moment, followed by an earth-shattering shout, echoing in the sky deafeningly.

"Ten Thousand Swords Technique: Waves are monstrous!" The next moment, the sword intent suddenly surged, sweeping with amazing power, even if this withered leaves covered the sky and the stars and moonlight, even if this momentum covered the sky and the sun, it was difficult to stop this sudden display of amazing sword intent.

"Who did this amazing swordsmanship?" Stretching out his palm to feel the horror on the face of the soul shadow of everything around him, this kind of fierce sword intent was mixed with a roaring sword qi, its power was simply earth-shattering, if it wasn't still under his control, it would be even more shocking at this time.

But who exactly performed this sword technique? It is almost impossible to succeed in cultivating such a vast and grand sword technique without wholehearted cultivation, just as this vast and grand sword technique is impossible to display without a certain amount of mind and cultivation.

However, this was only the starting point, and what followed was a faint sound of deep cheers after the swordsmanship.

"Break, slash, destroy!" One word at a time, but it condensed into an amazing dragon of sword intent, although the soul shadow at this time had not been seen, but in the perception, an angry dragon roared from the endless dead leaves, this angry dragon was completely condensed by sword intent and spiritual power, and it was himself who he pointed to.

As soon as his eyes froze, the dead leaves in front of him flew over the side of his eyebrows, and the astonishing cold light also burst out in the endless dead leaves, and an angry dragon that was completely condensed by sword intent and spiritual power roared towards the soul shadow, just the huge dragon head was several zhang huge, and the dragon claws under its body were also several zhang wide, and the momentum was terrifying, as if it condensed the infinite power between heaven and earth, and pressed it down.

The ink hair flew, the complexion of the soul shadow changed slightly, and the palm stretched out with surprise was quietly grasped at this moment, and the next moment, the angry dragon that tore through the endless dead leaves and debris suddenly paused, and then twisted violently, opened its mouth and let out a dragon roar, which shook the heavens and the earth, but finally suddenly collapsed into a starlight in the sky in the violent distortion, and the face of the soul shadow was reflected when it passed by, and the flying ink hair passed in front of him, but it was difficult to stop the doubts in front of him.

"Whose sword intent is it? Who cares not for the life of those in my hands? Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a figure swept into his heart, making his eyes calm and speechless for a while.

After the earth-shattering sword intent dissipated, the withered leaves in the sky fell into the forest, and the previous scene was restored again, but the bonfire had long been extinguished, and the wood piled on the side of the bonfire had also disappeared in place, only this bonfire was lying quietly in place, without the slightest movement.

A few dead leaves fell on the campfire, and a few sparks suddenly ignited, and slowly, the flames burned again, dispelling the darkness around them.

Lu Zhan stood in place with a pale face, the cold light of the unsheathed inscription sword hung coldly on one side, there were dead leaves falling over the sword body, and there was no room for the slightest stay before it was cut in half by the sharp sword qi and fell with the wind, it can be seen that the sharpness is incomparably frightening, the reflected sword body is opposite to the two slightly lonely figures, the soul shadow has a strange light in his eyes, and he still holds Mu Wan'er's neck in his palm, it seems that his face is calm, but the gaze is much colder, obviously the action just now made him quite annoyed, but his heart is calm, I don't know how to think about it.

"Is it your swordsmanship?" Staring at the sword in Lu Zhan's palm, the soul shadow's gaze suddenly shrank, and he said coldly.

"Mingxin Sword, are you a disciple of Changkong Peak? No wonder you have such a bad temperament, just like your master, smelly and hard! "His unsparing 'praise' made the Xianmen disciples slightly stunned, because in countless rumors, the soul shadow is as calm as a gentle and elegant gentleman, and he has never heard anyone mention such scolding words, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

But this is obviously not the time to consider this matter, Lu Zhan's face was solemn, and he unconsciously gritted his teeth and looked at the soul shadow, and said coldly.

"If the Soul Shadow senior really doesn't plan to let go of my junior sister, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Oh? Could it be that you have something else that you haven't used yet? I'm here today to see what is so special about you as Xu Changkong's great disciple. The soul shadow raised his eyebrows in surprise, looking at Lu Zhan's slightly pale face, he already knew it in his heart.

The momentum of the sword technique just now is amazing, but the sword intent and spiritual power that have been lost are also quite huge, and even the breath is so unstable after it is cast, even if it is not the most powerful move, it is not far away...... It's just that he remembered the question in his heart before, looked at the condensed light of the stars between Lu Zhan's eyebrows, and suddenly said.

"Although I don't know the identity of you and the child in my hands, judging from how anxious you were before, you should have a great relationship with her, but why did you use such a powerful sword technique? Aren't you afraid that she will die under your swordsmanship? ”

"She trusts me, and I trust her! What's more, with you by your side, you will never sit back and watch Senior Sister Wan'er die in your hands, so you will definitely resist it! Now it seems, I was right. Lu Zhan's face became more and more pale, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he said in surprise.

"Soul Shadow Senior, this is what you forced me, let you take a look at the means I have concentrated on comprehending." Suddenly, he pointed to the eyebrows, the heaven and the earth seemed to be quiet, the flowing wind seemed to be no longer there, and the partridge scream that sounded in the depths of the forest sounded like this, but it seemed to be much slower, as if this world was vibrating because of Lu Zhan's trembling fingers that slowly pointed between the eyebrows, for some reason, everyone's ears seemed to echo the sound of the sword, although it was hazy and extremely blurry, but it became clearer and clearer as time passed.

A finger was pointed between his eyebrows, and the inexplicable qi slowly dispersed, while the breath around Lu Zhan's body was slowly converging, which could also be said to be condensing, completely condensed in his body, waiting for Lu Zhan's cultivation to be surging for his exertion.

Seeing all this, the face of the soul shadow changed suddenly, and an exclamation of surprise reached everyone's ears.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return! You have cultivated such an extreme sword technique, no wonder I feel the most danger in you, it turns out that it is because of this! It's a pity that I've watched all the world all my life, but I can't even see through this matter. Although his words were full of regret, his gaze was so sharp and murderous.

"In this world, there are only a handful of people who have cultivated ten thousand swords to return to the sect, except for those few sword immortals on Shu Mountain, there are only three people in this world, I can't imagine that I saw the power of ten thousand swords returning to the sect on the body of a little doll, isn't it really the time when my demon sect died?" Throughout the world for more than 100 years, he has seen thousands of red dust, and the soul shadow has also hidden the way of the heavenly machine, and at this time he sighed in his heart, and because he understood that he couldn't kill Lu Zhan today.