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"Kill" Soul Yan brandished the long sword, raised his head suddenly, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and with a wild shout, the sword in his hand suddenly swung with ten thousand sword lights, like nine days of lightning connected into a belt of light.

The old man in black couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the sudden change in Soul Yan's expression, Soul Yan's sword intent was suddenly a lot stronger for some reason, and the killing intent was cold, and he had a bad sense of crisis.

But Soul Yan didn't give him the slightest chance to remember, and with a wave of the cold sword, a piece of training shot out in an arc! As the arc shot out, thousands of cold rays rushed out! These tens of thousands of cold rays carried endless killing intent, as if they were about to tear everything apart.

This is not a real sword move, this is just a swing of the soul word before the sword is really released, the power brought by the sword qi, but this sword intent is still sharp.

The Eight Styles of Dumping and Tubing, the first use of the true meaning of the Soul Words since tens of millions of years later, this time he wants to integrate the killing intent into the sword, and the truly powerful Eight Styles of Pouring and Slaughtering will come out of the world from now on, and the real killing sword technique in the world will return again.

Feeling the killing intent that burst out of his own body, Soul Yan held the long sword in his hand steadily, his face was solemn, the killing intent appeared in his eyes, and he said coldly:

"Meteors Fly Like Stars"

With a wave of the cold sword, the Wandao Sword Hua raged with endless killing sword intent, and at the moment when the sword Hua raged, the entire courtyard was filled with endless coldness, and a breath of death accompanied by a thick killing sword intent, sad and desolate.

Everyone is like falling into an ice hole, being in the ice, even more chilling than being in the ice, this is the soul clan's killing sword technique, the killing intent is strong and terrifying, it seems to be able to destroy everything in the world.

Dumping the Eight Styles, the most terrifying killing sword technique in the world, this is the only set in the Soul Continent, and the only set in the Soul Universe! Even Soul Yan didn't know where this terrifying sword technique came from, but it was the highest secret sword technique of the soul clan.

"Bang"

There was a sound of metal breaking, time seemed to stop at that moment, all the people held their breath, and looked towards the void, the sword of the old man in black broke, directly broken in half, just under this sword, even his pocket was torn to pieces by the sword that flew out.

The look on everyone's face could not be expressed in shock when they saw this picture!

A sword! And that's the only sword! But how amazing!

It didn't end with this sword.

"Eternal Glory Treading the Road to Heaven"

As soon as the sword was finished, the sword rose again, and there was still a strong intention to kill in the sword, which was even stronger than before, as if there was only killing under the sword of the soul word, and everything in the world was only born because of killing.

The sword light descended murderously. The surging sword swords were like scattered rays of light, and the boundless killing machine burst out, and the killing intent seemed to be able to devour everything in this heaven and earth, destroying the withering and decaying!

"Poof"

The face of the old man in black was full of killing intent, his face was miserable, under the powerful sword move of Soul Yan, he tried his best to resist, but he could not slow down a trace of killing sword qi at all, after all, he was still injured by the sword in Soul Yan's hand, and after all, he was covered in blood under two swords in a row.

The old man in black had already been hit hard under this killing sword intent, he didn't expect that this was the ant in his eyes, this was the little person he thought he could pinch to death with his fingers, but the sword in the hand of this little man was so terrifying, the eyes full of killing intent made him tremble from the depths of his soul, and today he understood a truth, never despise the little person, even if it is an ant.

He was afraid, for the first time in his life!

At this time, the soul words are like a killing king, the killing machine in his body is inviolable for eternity, at this moment, everyone present has an illusion that the young man in front of him is irresistible as the life-seeking Shura from the depths of the Nine Shadows.

No one knew that Soul Yan had completely immersed himself in killing at this time, and this Slaughter Eight Style would have such power, completely bursting out all the killing potential in his body, and the hatred of eternity, the killing seeds buried in his heart began to sprout.

The heart of killing is gradually awakening!

The sword in his hand was still dancing, although it was not a dumping style, but the killing intent had not diminished in the slightest.

"Stop"

All the people of Xuantian Sect saw the injured old man, looking at the murderous soul Yan on his face as if he had seen a ghost, he felt frightened and shocked, and looked at the soul words under two moves like a sword cut by the old man in black, and the other old man was shocked, this sword was not something that the injured old man could resist, if it fell, he would definitely die, he shouted and flew forward at the same time hoping that he could use this sword.

"Bang"

A mass of flesh and blood exploded, and the soul words did not hear the old man's stop at all, and the other old man in black was too far away after all, and the killing intention of the soul words was too terrifying, and the old man in black who was severely injured was split into two pieces by the soul words.

The scene is unusually bloody!

A master of the Mountain King Seal has fallen!

"Junior" looked at the old man in black who was split into two sections, and the other old man in black was furious, he didn't expect the situation to change so quickly, and the senior brother ended up like this.

Although he was afraid of the sword in Soul Yan's hand, the hatred in his heart still drove him to kill Soul Yan, eager to devour Soul Yan alive.

At this time, Soul Yan's body was bathed in bright red blood, and the blood dripped on his body like a rain of blood, rendering the scene even more bloody, and Soul Yan became a veritable king of killing, bloody Shura.

Facing the old man in black who rushed towards him, his soul was cold, and his scattered black hair covered his white face, and suddenly he looked up at the old man in black who pounced, his eyes full of murderous intent were actually with scarlet blood lines, as if he was enchanted, and a pair of scarlet eyes looked extremely weird, like a murderous beast.

"Kill" Soul Yan said angrily, his voice was full of killing intent, and it was extremely infiltrating.

The black-clothed old man who rushed forward couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Soul Yan's appearance at this time, but it was he who couldn't help but be stunned, without the slightest preparation, so that Soul Yan's killing knife fell on him again.

A cold sword full of killing fell on the old man's heavenly spirit with lightning speed, and the body of the old man in black was separated into two halves, and there were two more corpses on the ground.

"This ······"

Seeing another bloody scene, all the people were shocked again, it was too fast, although the successor of the old man was just the existence of the peak of the river seal, but all this was too fast and too fast.

However, in the next moment, the face of the soul words leaked out made the hearts of the people present feel cold, and they seemed to see a killing god, and the scarlet eyes made people's scalps tingle when they looked at it.

"Killing" Soul Yan's scarlet eyes were like beasts, murderous, and the sword in his hand rushed towards Xuantian Sect and his party.

In the face of this change, the expressions on the faces of all the people of Xuantian Sect froze, and some people were dumbfounded all of a sudden, the breath of death was approaching, and all of them immediately felt an incomparable chill in their hearts.

"Run"

All the people had a sense of fear in their hearts, the belief of survival, and in the face of the soul words like killing the venerable, the two Xuantian Sect cultivators were the highest elders in the realm, and their guardian gods were dead, what was the point of these disciples whose cultivation was the highest but the peak of the Seven Seals of the Rivers and Rivers, and if they didn't escape, they would be buried under the butcher's knife of the young man in vain.

But Soul Yan didn't give them the slightest chance, there was no trace of blood on his face, as if he had been demonized, the sword in his hand was murderous, and the murderous aura was compelling, and he slashed towards the disciples of Xuantian Sect one sword after another.

The chill of killing was spreading, the breath of killing was rising, the bloody picture was increasing, and a disciple of Xuantian Sect who had fled in a hurry died under the sword light of the Ten Thousand Dao with killing that was wielded by Soul Words.

In just three breaths, all the white-clothed disciples fell in a pool of blood, only the young man with the scar was still alive, but his body was already covered with blood, and there were also many hideous wounds left by Jian Hua.

The scarred young man's face showed a look of fear, and Soul Yan stood beside him, his face was extremely cold, the tip of the blood-dripping long sword was above his head, and drops of bright red blood flowed from the tip of the sword to his face and into his mouth.

"Spare your life, spare me!" The young man with the scar no longer had the arrogant look he had before, his eyes were full of fear, and a bloody hand grabbed the corner of the soul word's clothes.

"Death" Soul Yan said coldly, without looking at the scar youth, he directly waved a sword, and a huge head rolled off the shoulder of the scar youth like a leather ball.

Soul Yan's incomparably cold face looked at the onlookers outside the courtyard again, and his eyes were still full of scarlet bloodshots.

"Hurry up," someone shouted in surprise, and everyone had a bad premonition looking at Soul Yan's cold appearance.

Without the slightest hesitation, all the people dispersed in a hurry and left quickly, and there was no trace of anyone in front of the entire Li family's mansion.

Only Li Jiamu stayed where he was, "not good" Li Chongxian suddenly shouted.

The next moment, Soul Yan looked at the Li family behind him with a cold look, the murderous intent in his eyes was still unabated, and the murderous aura was soaring, and the sword in his hand was also glowing with a penetrating cold light.

Just when Li Chongxian thought that something was wrong, a purple-clothed shadow floated out of the house, headed towards Soul Yan, and went straight to Soul Yan.

"Be careful" The bearded old man and the black-clothed old man who rushed not far away looked worried, and shouted urgently, while the sword in Soul Yan's hand was also slowly moving.

But Xie Ziwei didn't pay any attention to it, the white jade face was still calm, her eyes were full of tenderness, looking at Soul Yan's terrifying face, her eyes were shining with light, her jade hand caressed Soul Yan's cheeks, and two lines of crystal clear jade beads slipped down her face.