"It's useless, you don't have a chance! ......”

Just when everyone was crazy because of the countless sharp blades, Ye Xiuwen only smiled faintly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Of course, no one can see this kind of grin, they can only hear the voice, hear the kind of laughter that has no texture.

But they also didn't believe that they didn't have a chance, because the countless blades were still floating in the sky, and they hadn't fallen yet.

"Don't listen to him, smash those greatswords for me,......"

In vain, someone roared, and countless sharp blades and countless martial arts slammed into the giant sword in the sky.

That kind of giant sword like heavy ink is a great threat to them, so at this moment, they must take the lead in destroying these giant swords.

But they didn't want to, what they did was exchanged for a cold snort, and then they heard Ye Xiuwen shouting: "Chop!" ......”

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ......”

"Ahh Yes! ......”

A loud shout came, followed by the sound of countless sharp blades penetrating the body, and a martial artist of the Qingdan Realm was all swords.

At this moment, no one knew how the ink-colored giant sword fell on everyone.

Because the roar of the sky is still exploding, and countless martial arts are bearing brilliant fruits.

That kind of fruit, incomparably terrifying, seemed to drown the sky. In the sky, countless shocks were set off, endless terrifying waves.

It's horrifying, but why? Why did all the greatswords dodge such a terrifying explosion and pierce their bodies with a handle?

"Ugh! ......”

The red blood spit out in one mouth, and everyone looked at Ye Xiuwen without knowing why.

At this moment, whether it was Gongsun Juelong, or Wu Yanbin, or even those senior brothers of Qingxuanzong and Shenxuanmen, they didn't understand what was going on at that moment!

"Poof!"

Suddenly, another sharp blade appeared out of thin air, but at this moment, it did not attack everyone, but fell on Ye Xiuwen's body.

Ye Xiuwen's chest was directly penetrated by this giant blade, and even that huge inertia brought Ye Xiuwen's body forward slightly.

Blood flowed from under the mask, obviously this scene was not an illusion, but Ye Xiuwen's was indeed injured by his own martial arts.

This is the sword of death, if you want to inflict heavy damage on the enemy, you will hurt yourself!

"I said you either you got out or you died, and you chose the latter,......"

Ye Xiuwen's body was slightly straightened, the giant sword was still there, the wound was still there, and the red blood was still flowing. But at this moment, Ye Xiuwen's figure will be incomparably tall!

At least at the moment, in the eyes of these terrified masters, it is so.

"You? What kind of swordsmanship are you? ”

A Qingdan double martial artist was seriously injured, stretched out his blood-stained palm, and pointed at Ye Xiuwen.

Maybe he wants to die, right? And Ye Xiuwen did meet his small request.

"Humph! Bury the sword, bury yourself first, and then bury others! ...... Hehe! Hahaha! ...... But under my martial arts, everyone will die once! ......”

Ye Xiuwen laughed in vain, and everyone was no longer calm, and scolded Ye Xiuwen for being a madman, and in order to kill everyone, he wanted to kill himself too.

This is simply terrible, in this world, there are such ruthless people, they have never even thought about it.

"Hurry up, this man is a madman,......."

"That's right! Let's go, if we don't go, we'll all die here,......."

"Don't draw the sword, we're gone, we're surrendering!"

"Yes! We surrendered, let us go! Let's go,......"

............

Panicking like a wounded dog, all the warriors, although they were seriously injured, did not have time to pull out the giant sword on their chest, and fled into the distance.

But at this moment, if they want to leave, they have to ask Ye Xiuwen if they can agree.

"I'm sorry, it's late, your life, I took it today!"

"Nope! ......”

Ye Xiuwen shouted angrily, and the crowd fell into despair completely, and at this moment, the giant blade fell out of thin air, giving no one a chance to resist at all, and directly pierced everyone's hearts.

"Poof! Burst! ......”

The blade entered the body, the person turned on his horse, and the people who were running turned over and fell down one by one.

And at this moment, whether it was the warriors in the early stage of Qingdan, or the middle stage of Qingdan, or even the warriors in the late stage of Qingdan, they were all not spared, and they all fell to the ground.

This is the Death Sword, and the sword fall is not only ruthless, but also impossible to dodge. Unless you are a martial artist above the Blue Dan Realm, or above the Blue Dan Realm, and have comprehended the concept of the law, you will never be spared under this blow.

"Ahh ......”

Gongsun Juelong was also hit by the sword, and the giant sword pierced through the back of his heart, and the person had already fallen.

At this moment, he definitely didn't understand why his speed was fast enough, but he still didn't escape the slash of that giant sword.

"Damn it?"

"Hurry up, this Ye Xiuwen's martial arts can't be avoided, he wants to bury everyone here with him,......"

Gongsun Juelong's voice came from the sea realm, this was a warning, and it was the story that sensed the warning of the crisis.

"Why?" Gongsun Juelong roared.

"There's no time to say more now, in this martial art, there is the power of the law, with your current strength, you can't fight at all, go quickly, otherwise the next blow, even me, can't save you,......"

The voice of the story became more and more urgent, and Gongsun Juelong's body disappeared directly in place.

At the same time, Wu Yanbin disappeared together, Wu Yanbin's body exploded into a blood mist, and disappeared directly on the spot, leaving only a dead body in one place.

No one was spared, under Ye Xiuwen's burial sword, the martial artists below the Lan Dan Realm were all like ants.

"Poof!"

The destined sword finally struck, and just when everyone was under the shroud of Ye Xiuwen's martial arts, and everyone was hit by the sword, a deep blade also passed through Ye Xiuwen's heart.

His mouthful of blood spurted out, almost tearing off the mask in front of him.

Ye Xiuwen grabbed it and knelt on one knee.

"Ahem! Cough! ...... Harvest! .......”

Ye Xiuwen coughed up blood and withdrew his martial arts, but his body lacked the support of the giant sword, and the person fell directly to the ground.

At this moment, his injuries were extremely serious, even life-threatening, and if it weren't for the Nine Yang Divine Technique in his body, which was domineering enough, maybe at this moment, he would already be a dead man.

So he needs to recover, he needs to find a place, or he needs time to recover.

But perhaps, at this time, he didn't have this opportunity, because at this moment, there were four figures, quietly coming,.......