Ye Guchen looked at it.

But when he saw Sword Eleven's chest, a blood-colored sword blade came out of his chest.

Drops of blood dripped from above the blade.

"How...... How could it be ......" Jian Eleven was stunned.

It took a few breaths before a tearing sensation came from her chest and hit her brain.

"Sword Eleven!"

Jian Jiu and the others scattered the swords, their faces suddenly changed, and they let out an angry roar.

"I ...... How could I ......" Blood gushed from Sword Eleven's mouth.

She turned her head with difficulty, and saw the familiar grimace mask.

"Little ...... Little thirteen, for ...... Why ......"

Jian Eleven's delicate body trembled, and he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

Thousands of calculations, thousands of thoughts.

I didn't expect the most unlikely person to sword her.

"Sorry, I have to do this......"

Sword Thirteen's voice was cold, deep, and hoarse.

All Tianjiao in the audience were stunned.

Especially Tianjiao, Xuanlian, Ling Moshu, Ling Moyin, Mu Xingzhu, Gong Louyue and others on the side of Sanxiu.

All of them were frozen and in disbelief.

The strongest sword in the loose cultivation camp is known as an existence that can compete with the sword leader.

Now......

He actually stabbed his own people?

"Sword Thirteen, you should be damned!"

Jian Jiu was furious and completely lost his composure.

What is called cleverness is mistaken by cleverness.

That's what it is......

Because Jian Jiu figured out, if Sword Thirteen was an undercover agent, he would not be stupid enough to use his own Thirteen Deadly Swords to kill Jian Ten.

But Sword Thirteen did just that.

On the contrary, it was Jian Jiu and the others, because they were afraid that it was the other party's discord, so they did not open their mouths to question Jian Thirteen.

But who would have thought that Sword Thirteen would be an undercover agent!

He killed Sword Ten with his signature Thirteen Deadly Swords.

Jian Jiu and the others didn't dare to doubt him too much.

Even Sword Eleven is still helping Sword Thirteen to defend himself, believing that he was framed by the family camp Tianjiao.

And now, when Hua Wuxiu was defeated, Jian Thirteen finally couldn't hide his identity as a secret pile.

"I ...... Just want to know...... Why ......" Sword Eleven kept pouring blood out of his mouth.

In her heart, she admired Sword Thirteen.

She also knew that Sword Thirteen was a lonely person and never got close to other swordsmen.

But even so, Sword Eleven still trusts Sword Thirteen.

It was precisely because of this that when Sword Ten fell, she would try so hard to defend Sword Thirteen.

And now, Sword Eleven felt that his life was gradually passing by.

"Sorry, I didn't choose ......"

Jian Thirteen's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

He didn't know that Sword Eleven admired him.

But Sword Thirteen, there is no way.

Poof!

Sword Thirteen drew out the Blood Sword, and in the midst of the blood flying, Sword Eleven's body fell down like a butterfly with broken wings.

"Damn, Jian Thirteen, do you know how much she likes you?" Jian Jiu roared, and his breath burst out.

He hates!

Hate the betrayal of Sword Thirteen!

Sword Thirteen was silent, holding a bloody sword, and came at Ye Guchen.

"Haha, Dugu is undefeated, I said, I am a chess player, you are all just chess pieces, how can a chess piece win a chess player?" Hua Wuxiu laughed wildly.

Sword Thirteen is one of the hopes of the scattered cultivation camp.

But now that hope has turned into despair.

With the betrayal of Sword Thirteen, the fall of Sword Eleven.

The strength of the sword of the entire scattered cultivation camp has been seriously weakened.

"No matter how you win or lose in the end, all I know is that you will definitely die!"

Ye Guchen's expression was also very cold, he urged the power of the Twin Sword Domain to crush Hua Wuxiu, who was heavily created.

"Sword Thirteen, if you don't save me, do you want her to die?" Hua Wuxiu shouted vigorously as his body retreated.

Everyone has an instinct to survive, and Hua Wuxiu is no exception.

He also wanted to live, and he didn't want to be killed by Ye Guchen.

Hearing Hua Wuxiu's words, Sword Thirteen's figure was shocked.

With his other hand, he stroked the grimace mask on his face, and there was a look of determination in his eyes.

"Thirteen swords of death, the fourth sword!"

A blood-colored sword aura, with an indomitable aura, locked on Ye Guchen's back.

As the strongest sword cultivator in the past, the strength of Sword Thirteen is beyond doubt.

Even Ye Guchen felt an extreme danger.

He gritted his teeth, his expression cold.

"The ancient god does not move the king armor!"

On the surface of Ye Guchen's body, the golden mangs overflowed, and finally condensed a golden battle armor.

Ye Guchen actually wanted to resist the sword of the thirteenth sword.

"Damn it!"

Seeing Ye Guchen's actions, Hua Wuxiu's face also changed.

Regardless of whether Sword Thirteen could hurt Ye Guchen in the end, he would definitely die.

"Sword Kui, save me!"

Hua Wuxiu was really a little difficult to speak, but at the moment of life and death, he had to speak.

Not far from the "Waste ......", Jian Kui's face was cold, and while fighting with the sword, he swept towards the top of the pyramid.

There was no idea of helping Hua Wuxiu in the slightest.

"No!"

Thundered!

The two kendo realms are like grinding discs running into each other, crushing the void.

It was not at all something that Hua Wuxiu, who had been hit hard, could resist.

Hua Wuxiu's body shattered inch by inch and turned into blood foam and dust.

The pain of shattering his bones overwhelmed Hua Wuxiu's senses.

His face was distorted, and finally let out an angry roar: "Dugu is undefeated, you will die, not only you, everyone in the Scattered Cultivation Camp, but also Yitianqing, you will all die!"

After the last sentence was finished, Hua Wuxiu's entire body shattered and turned into a rain of blood.

The Sword Dynasty is third on the famous sword list, the seventh grade Tianjiao, Hua Wuxiu, and completely fallen!

But his last words before he fell made Ye Guchen frown tightly.

Does that mean that the Heavenly Sentiment will also fall?

However, before Ye Guchen could think about it, there was a sharp pain behind him.

The ancient god did not move the king's armor, although it canceled out most of the power of the thirteen moves of the sword.

But there was still a small amount of sword qi that penetrated Ye Guchen's back, causing him to cough up blood in his mouth.

"Dead?" Sword Thirteen's face was a little ugly.

Hua Wuxiu's fall made him feel a sense of foreboding.

She's going to be fine, right?

"Sword Thirteen, although I don't know why you want to betray the Loose Cultivation camp, however, you will not succeed. Ye Guchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was cold.

Sword Thirteen shook his head slowly.

Now that it's dark, there's no room for negotiation.

Just when Sword Thirteen was about to continue to attack Ye Guchen.

Jian Jiu intervened horizontally.

"Brother Dugu, you go to fight for the Fruit of the Holy Dao, and we will drag it here!" Jian Jiu shouted.

"Okay!" Ye Guchen didn't hesitate, turned around and flashed away.

Right now, the Fruit of the Holy Path is the most important thing, and after obtaining the Fruit of the Holy Path, they can retreat directly.

Ye Guchen directly cast the Gravity Sword Domain.

The entire gravity sword domain seemed to just offset the suppressive power of the pyramid.

Ye Guchen's speed also skyrocketed because of this, and he swept away at the corpse of the sage at the top of the pyramid!