Such a terrifying anger, I don't know how much killing and abuse has been caused to form? The blood shadow came as fast as an arrow from the string, and the figure that was getting closer and closer could clearly see the appearance of the person in it, it was Qing Yan.

"Great, it's Qing Yan, Qing Yan is still alive!" Yan Luoling, who was hiding far away, recognized the person in the blood-colored cloud at a glance, and immediately cheered excitedly, and tears slipped down his eyes unconsciously.

When Qing Yan was on the isolated island, he originally noticed that there was a sword underground, a murderous sword, but because suddenly the situation broke out where Lone Peak was, Qing Yan was worried about Yan Luoling, so he did not immediately take out the sword underground, but came directly to Lone Peak.

How do you know that the killing sword that was originally hidden deep in the ground actually flew out on its own, and it caught up with Qing Yan in an instant, so Qing Yan easily got this sword, but the moment he held this sword in his hand, he suddenly roared in the sea, and the whole person's eyes turned red and fell into madness in an instant.

The tyrannical killing intent swept through Qing Yan's heart, and even affected his soul and mind, and in an instant, Qing Yan fell into the confrontation of his own demons, which delayed most of the time, but at this time, Qing Yan's appearance was just in time.

Seeing Lin Ruoli at a glance, Qing Yan was surprised and delighted, since he was in the Lingyuan Holy Land, Qing Yan had never seen Lin Ruoli again, at this time he saw Lin Ruoli actually appear in the land of Nirvana, although he was a little confused, but Qing Yan was more happy.

"If you don't have to worry, Qingyan has arrived!" The Qingyan people had not yet arrived, but their voices were already rolling like thunder.

Qing Yan is holding a cyan long sword, there can be a strange pattern of blood and tears on the hilt, and the sword body is mottled, it looks far-reaching, and even a little dilapidated, but it is such a broken sword, and the anger is rolling, exuding a monstrous killing intent.

Qing Yan's figure came to the front, the killing sword in his hand was raised, and he slashed directly at the old man in green shirt, the blood-red qi wave rolled, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves suddenly appeared in the sky, as if countless lonely souls appeared, and the surging tide erupted directly, condensing into a sword intent, exuding Sen Ran's strength and slashing down.

"The sword?"

The old man in green shirt raised his eyebrows, he seemed to recognize the sword in Qing Yan's hand at a glance, and he showed a very jealous look, seeing this Qing Yan's sword slashing, the old man in green shirt retreated suddenly, his palm dug under his ribs, and directly went deep into his body to pick off a rib, and then his wrist shook to form a bone sword, which swept directly upward.

Bursts of cyan light rippled out from the bone sword, and faintly a dragon's roar sounded, and the green mang shook and slashed together with the blood-red sword intent in an instant, and the two terrifying forces exploded suddenly, and then directly collapsed and dispersed.

But at this moment, the bodies of Qing Yan and the old man in green shirts intertwined and approached directly, and the two strange swords suddenly intertwined together, and the old man in green shirts broke out on the bone sword with endless cultivation power, and Qing Yan's dilapidated sword rippled with terrifying killing intent, like the roar of a lonely soul, which made people feel a little creepy when they heard it.

There was a crisp click, it was the sound of the bone sword being broken, and there was an endless burst of anger from the killing sword, rippling towards the old man in green shirts, although the bone sword was broken, it had the terrifying momentum of the old man's cultivation power, and directly set off a monstrous wave and directly spurted the blood of Qing Yan, who was a hundred feet away.