A group of Canglan clan masters can already tell that they are the disciples of Tianhe who were kidnapped by the bloody night rain in the mouth of the Tianhe descendants.

But at the moment, it is obvious that Xie Xingmang is not as simple as a mere Tianhe disciple, and there must be a major secret on his body.

Otherwise, Bloody Night Rain and the same group of Tianhe masters would not have launched such a fierce competition against him.

It wasn't until the last moment that the bloody night rain was forced to let him go.

At this time, when it was thrown into the hands of the Canglan clan, it was like a hot potato.

If you don't know the truth, it seems that it is best not to take it lightly.

But the patriarch Cang Lan Tie had an order before he came, and the blood night rain had a cat on it, and it should be controlled as much as possible.

This cat is greasy, and now it seems that it is Xie Xingmang, a big living person.

In the Canglan clan, there was a master who immediately took a step forward and caught Xie Xingmang.

The people in the Tianhe shouted in unison.

However, they did not lose their cool, but only separated some people to forcibly seize Xie Xingmang, and the other part of them used as a cover to continue to contain the masters of the Canglan clan and the bloody night rain.

Although Bloody Night Rain was still facing the threat of Tianhe Sword Dao, the pressure was much less than that of Fang Cai.

On the Canglan side, the pressure has increased greatly.

But the Canglan clan master who caught Xie Xingmang's face was happy.

The best martial arts inherited in their clan are also kendo.

And on Xie Xingmang's body, he could clearly feel that the other party exuded a sword intent that was very different from the Tianhe inheritance.

Fang Cai had blood and night rain suppressing around, so Xie Xingmang looked inconspicuous.

But now that there is no bloody night rain to interfere with him, his whole person is like a fierce sword, exuding a vicious sword intent.

Xie Xingmang's cultivation was already difficult to suppress the sword intent in his body, and he slid into the realm of the sword master.

Now that he is unconscious, his sword qi is even more uncontrollable, constantly leaking through his body.

When the Canglan clan master grabbed him, he had to resist with all his luck, otherwise it would be like an ordinary mortal holding a sharp sword blade with his bare hands, and he would be injured by the sword.

Among them, the fierce sword intent is neither the sword of the heavenly river nor the sword of the blood river.

However, it is similar to the pure white sword qi that Fang Xian Ye Yu used when he was desperate.

Thinking of the rumors in recent years that the Blood River Sect was deliberately searching for Netherworld Sword Techniques, for the masters of the Canglan Clan, the truth seemed to be about to come out.

They vaguely understood why the patriarch of the family, Cang Lantie, attached so much importance to today's bloody night rain.

Presumably, Cang Lantie had long been suspicious.

Today, Tianhe came to the door to verify this.

Tianhe Yimai is so anxious to recapture Xie Xingmang, and even if he would rather destroy him, he will never leave it to the Blood River, everything that was strange before has an answer.

The Canglan clan master who was holding the Xie Xingmang immediately decided: "Withdraw!"

Everyone immediately began to cover him and retreat with Xie Xingmang.

This gift, for the Canglan clan who cultivate the way of the sword, of course, must be accepted honestly and unceremoniously.

As for the life or death of Bloody Night Rain at the moment, it no longer matters, if Tianhe wants to take care of it, he will take care of it.

Tao Wangji and other people in Tianhe were anxious when they saw this.

Although Bloody Night Rain was a master of the Seventeenth Realm before, after all, he was alone, and now he was even more seriously injured.

Compared with him, the Canglan clan is much more difficult to deal with at the moment, there are many people and many masters, and the key is more geographical advantages, if it is really forced to the last moment, there is also the assistance of the masters of other races in the wilderness.

Let them run away with Xie Xingmang, and it will be difficult to find their whereabouts again.

The white-clothed elder in the lead didn't speak, waved his hand, and chased after the Canglan clan master with the Xingmang, and most of the Tianhe descendants followed.

And the young swordsman of the "Phantom Moon" vein went to take care of the blood night rain.

Such a Blood River Elder of the Seventeenth Realm, who ran away today, and after recovering from his injuries, he returned to his former old demon demeanor, and the people in Tianhe would not let it go easily.

Especially this old demon has already figured out a bit of sword intent through the interpretation of the stars.

But Xie Xingmang can't ignore it here, and the Tianhe vein has only two troops at the moment, and they are pursuing separately.

Chen Luoyang looked at this scene from afar, smiled and nodded.

Xie Xingmang fell into the hands of the wilderness, and the people in Tianhe went further into the wilderness, so that this good show could continue.

The best-case scenario is that the conflict between the two sides escalates, expanding from Tianhe and the Canglan clan to Tianhe and the entire wilderness.

In this way, when it is possible to drag the giants of both sides down.

However, that is the ideal situation, and it is difficult to say whether it can be achieved.

After all, one is recuperating from his injuries at the moment, and the other is uncertain.

Especially if the Barbarian Clan King Wolongsha never came back, the old sword immortal would be able to overwhelm the audience even if his injuries had not healed.

In that case, maybe you have to change your plan yourself.

Chen Luoyang pondered as he turned his attention back to the half-sea people.

Under the hazy moonlight, whether it was Yan Mingkong or Bankaidao people, they could feel the murderous aura and chill in the air, which became more and more intense.

Not only did the sword aura of this female elder of Tianhe begin to rise, but the sword light of Cang Lantie on the other side, surrounded by thunder and lightning, also began to shine more and more dazzling.

It is clear that the two sides do not want to continue this stalemate.

However, the two peak martial saints of the Eighteenth Realm did not mean to decide the winner first, but aimed at the Banhai Dao people and Yan Mingkong together.

Obviously, they all have the same decision, and they will clear the relatively weak third party first, and then make plans.

The half-sea Daoist smiled and arched his hand towards Canglan Tie: "It is our offense to take the liberty of stepping foot in the territory of the Canglan clan, and now it is even more rude to disturb the two sword duels, please allow the poor Dao to retire first." ”

The expression on Cang Lantie's thin cheeks did not change, and he said quietly: "If the Taoist chief leaves without leaving a hand, it is inevitable that it will not be reasonable. ”

On the other side, the female elder of Tianhe didn't say a word, and the hazy moonlight directly turned into an overwhelming sword intent, and she slashed at Yan Mingkong on the spot.

The blood night rain is the same as the starlight, and it is only related to a unique sword.

And the young woman in white in front of her, according to the situation she had mastered before, was armed with at least two types of dark swords.

If you can't meet it, if you meet it today, this old man of Tianhe will naturally not let it go.

The moonlight was like water, and under the spread, all the scenes of heaven and earth disappeared in an instant in front of Yan Mingkong's eyes, leaving only a white expanse.

She concentrated, the sword cave of the Styx opened the gate of the underworld, and the sword intent manifested and the hell descended.

The forces of the two sides collided, and the white moonlight in the sky also showed a frozen appearance, turning into ice blue.

The Tianhe elder pondered Yan Mingkong's sword intent and strength, and his brows furrowed slightly.

For the woman in white in front of her, she seemed to have underestimated it before.

Judging from the current situation, its hidden power and danger may be far above the bloody night rain and the interpretation of the stars.

Today, in this wilderness, I can't say it, Ningkeng let go of the bloody night rain and relieve the stars, and leaving this Yan Mingkong behind is the first priority?

While thinking about it, Elder Tianhe's sword light was far away.

The lonely and cold moonlight seems to turn into an overwhelming ocean at this moment.

Although it was constantly frozen and suppressed by the Hell, more moonlight sources kept pouring in.

Although Yan Mingkong's sword path is strong, his cultivation realm is much worse than that of his opponent after all.

Now this opponent is not comparable to the bloody night rain of Fang Cai.

The strength of the sword is that although it can resist the other party for a while, as time goes by, the gap between the two sides will become more and more obvious.

Bathed in the moonlight, Yan Mingkong gradually began to hallucinate.

Not only is it difficult to judge the number of the opponent's sword intent, but even Xinsheng gradually has a sense of trance, and as time goes by, it becomes more and more obvious.

Tianhe's "Phantom Moon" is a vein of swordsmanship, ethereal and unpredictable, and changeable.

In addition to the sharp sword momentum, it also has an impact on the enemy's spirit.

Good at concealment, quietly disappearing at the same time, and even faintly confusing people's minds.

Yan Mingkong was facing a Tianhe Peak Martial Saint of the Eighteenth Realm at this moment, and he could only barely support it for a while, but after a little time, the person was already crumbling.

On the other side, Cang Lantie looked at the half-sea people.

Naturally, he would not join forces with another person who was also in the eighteenth realm to deal with Yan Mingkong, who was only in the sixteenth realm in the cultivation realm.

So his goal was to target the half-kaido people.

Cang Lantie also didn't talk nonsense, it was directly a sword, slashing at the sloppy Taoist in front of him.

Chen Luoyang's doppelganger, a half-sea man, was shrouded in purple clouds and mist up and down his body.

Lightning-like sword light broke through the purple clouds.

There was a flash of brilliance in the purple cloud, blocking the sword light.

"Knife?" Cang Lantie's eyebrows raised slightly: "The Dragon Emperor Tianfeng of the Western Qin Imperial Family?" is not right...... It doesn't seem to be ......."

The dragon's groan, resounding in the clouds.

Between the clouds and clouds, there is clearly a purple dragon looming.

Seeing this, Cang Lantie felt even more confused.

The three major royal families in the Red Dust Realm, the Western Qin Sword Intent manifested the Black Dragon, the Southern Chu Martial Dao True Intent manifested the Golden Dragon, and the Eastern Zhou Dynasty Great Nine Heavens Divine Palm manifested the Purple Dragon.

But the person in front of him made a move, and it was clearly not the path of the Eastern Zhou royal family's martial arts.

Canglan Tie is also well-informed, but at this moment, he also can't figure out the details of the people of Bankaidao.

From the other party's sword, he could barely feel a little bit of the artistic conception of the Dragon Emperor Tianfeng.

However, it is very different from the Dragon Emperor Tianfeng.

Among them, there are some true legends of Taoism, as well as the artistic conception of Canglong Island.

There are even more others, which make Cang Lantie difficult to distinguish, and he only feels incredible.

On the contrary, this person's knife skills are extremely superior.

Looking at cultivation as a fire, it is like the strength of the seventeenth realm to build a holy mountain and climb to the top.

But the sword technique is like a god, majestic and powerful, so that he, the peak martial saint of the eighteenth realm, does not dare to ignore it.

What made Cang Lantie especially vigilant was that he faintly felt that this Taoist seemed to be holding ......

The other party seems to have a faint reservation.

This made the Canglan patriarch feel humiliated and angry, but he was also more vigilant in his heart.

He had also devoted some attention to Yan Mingkong's side.

The woman in white has more than one type of dark sword, and her value may be higher than that of the bloody night rain and the interpretation of the stars.

Canglan Tie, who yearns for Netherworld Swordsmanship, will naturally pay attention to it at all times.

But now the half-sea people in front of him made a move, which made Canglan Tie's heart awe-inspiring.

He began to concentrate his attention on the hidden sloppy Taoist in front of him.