The Blood Demon died so quickly that no one reacted. Pen~Fun~The headless corpse www.biquge.info the pavilion lay on the ground like a rag, without the slightest anger. But everyone still looked at the corpse steadily, as if the Blood Demon would jump again in the next moment.

But no, the blood demon is really dead, even the Yuan Ying was smashed into a cloud of air by the Zixiao Thunder Sword Qi, and even the Yuan Ying didn't have time to escape, and the divine consciousness was also killed into slag by the Thunder Sword Qi. The Blood Demon really disappeared from this world, not only did he not have the present, but he didn't even have the opportunity to reincarnate.

"Ah...... Eldest brother! The sword demon roared hoarsely, and with a face full of grief and indignation, he unleashed the most powerful sword move, and a sword blocked the autumn twilight that was blocking the way, and the tip of the sword stabbed at An Yun like lightning. Autumn Twilight was about to stop him, but the Qin Demon immediately stood in front of Autumn Twilight to stop him. The Sword Demon and the Qin Demon both had desperate thoughts, one desperately only wanted to kill An Yun, and the other desperately only wanted to stop Autumn Twilight from leaving, so that the Sword Demon could kill An Yun.

However, the sword demon's cloud-like killing sword was smeared by the snowflakes that fell in the sky at some point, and the snowflakes were as big as palms, with sharp edges and corners, and they rotated at high speed and collided violently with the black flying sword in the sword demon's hand. There was a tinkling sound in the air, and the snowflakes were shattered by the black flying sword, and fell to the ground into several small snowdrifts.

The sword demon's desperate sword moves are extremely powerful, even if the power is weakened by snowflakes layer by layer on the way, it is still unstoppable and powerful. An Yun was unmoved, still standing with his sword in his hand, holding the sword trick in his hand, not knowing what spell he was casting. And the sword demon was only three steps away from An Yun, but the dozens of small snowdrifts on the ground came to life, and in an instant, they turned into an iceman holding an ice sword, and there were dozens of icemen in dozens of snowdrifts, firmly surrounding the sword demon.

"Millennium."

An Yun kept silently chanting the magic trick, and only when he finally said the word thousand years did he spit out, only to see that all the icemen opened their eyes at the same time, and they came to life at the same time. Dozens of icemen are interspersed with positions, the ice sword in their hands is cold and shining, and the ice blade snow sword is raised to raise their hands, and what is even more amazing is that the ice people spray extremely cold ice lines with their left hands, and they work in groups of two and three in groups, and their left hands shake each other, and the ice lines are connected together, and they are wrapped around the sword demon, and they can break a layer of protective spiritual power on the sword demon at once.

The sword demon was startled, where did he dare to let those ice lines get close to him, and after coming so many times, he was about to be cut down by these icemen before he touched the main master. What's terrible is that these icemen not only only cast ice lines, but the ice swords in their hands are even sharper, and the sword qi is just close to the sword demon, and the sword demon feels that the spiritual power in his body is a little sluggish, once or twice is nothing, but dozens of ice swords keep chopping and stabbing, and the sword demon's face gradually changed, and he really felt that the spiritual power operation in the meridians was affected, although it was so slight. However, after a while, he will fall into the quagmire and it will be difficult to get out.

The sword demon could only retreat, only one step away from An Yun, but he felt that there were thousands of miles away between the two, and in the middle were dozens of icemen who had formed a formation, and there were ice blades and snow swords and snowflakes everywhere. The sword demon is fluttering in black, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the surrounding ice crystals are dotted with snow, at this time, it really has a bit of the fairy temperament of the snow sword dance. So the sword demon danced, and slowly the black clothes became white, the black sword became the white sword, and the black hair became white hair...... Gradually, he became another iceman.

It's just that the other icemen are alive, but he is getting slower and slower, and finally he stands still, like an ice sculpture in the middle of the field.

"Good formation! Good means! A loud voice suddenly sounded, waking up the shocked spectators around him. It was another great monk who spoke, he had come out with Master Jingxu and Jingkong Jingyan before, but everyone habitually focused on Master Jingxu and ignored the burly great monk beside him. The great monk's name is Hollow, and now the master of the Dharma Hall, the head of one hundred and eight Arhats, stepped out in one step, which is completely different from the previous low-key and unnoticed, and no one can ignore his existence at this time.

"This formation is called a millennium? Interesting, the Arhat formation of the main hall is called Qianqiu, I don't know if it is your thousand-year-old strong or the main hall's Qianqiu strong. Hollow looked at An Yun for a moment, but strode towards An Yun under his feet, and a group of monks of completely different ages and sizes suddenly poured out behind him......

However, a moment later, An Yun and Qiu Duli were once again trapped in the formation by the one hundred and eight arhats of the Dharma Hall of the Xiao Zen Sect, and this time, each monk held a magic weapon in his hand.

Hollow looked at Qiu Duli again, his eyes swept lightly over Qiu Duli's face, and then landed on the prostrate corpse at his feet, which was the corpse of the Qin Demon. The good formation he said just now refers to An Yun, and the good means refers to the autumn twilight. An Yun's performance was too amazing before, and everyone only saw An Yun, but they inadvertently ignored Qiu Dusk. But Hollow didn't, he not only saw An Yun, but also saw that Qiu Duli just stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers at the Qin Demon, and the Qin Demon seemed to be frozen, and then fell to the ground.

So lightly, so indifferent, like bouncing off a bed bug, like stretching out its feet and crushing a passing ant. Hollow saw Qiu Dusk's pupils shrink violently after seeing Qiu Dusk's action of stretching out his hand to play.

Three-finger flick the sky!

That kind of technique and move is clearly the three-finger flick sky, that is, the signature secret technique of the Red Lotus Zhenjun, who has the same name as the Qinglan Fairy, at the end of ancient times, which is comparable to the three-finger flicking of the sky in immortal arts. And the iceman summoned by An Yun using his secret technique can also be recognized by Hollow, which is the best skill of Fairy Qinglan to condense ice into soldiers.

Is it a coincidence or inevitability that two people have the most powerful monk inheritance in the monastic world at the end of antiquity at the same time?

The hollow can be seen, but how can the Silent Void Master and the Silent Silence not be seen? Not only a few of them, but also the other people around who were covered by black clothes and black hats, how many people could see it?

"Oh?" An Yun looked lightly at the Arhats who were wandering around the inner and outer three layers, and frowned: "What's the matter, Xiao Zen Sect wants to intervene horizontally?" The organizer of this year's treasure exchange conference is Tingxiang Pavilion, could it be that Master Jingxu thinks that Tingxiang Pavilion is not qualified and capable of dealing with the troubles during the treasure exchange conference, so he worked tirelessly to help? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately looked at the people who listened to the perfume pavilion present, especially Elder Zeng Jing, who was now the highest-ranking person. Listening to the perfume pavilion, everyone felt embarrassed, and at the same time, a trace of anger towards Xiao Zen Buddhism rose in their hearts, these stinky monks are really nosy.

Zeng Jing was naturally the most embarrassed one, he was the person in charge of the highest status of the Perfume Pavilion in this place, and when he first arrived, he was full of spirits, and with the big five-element sword array in his hand, he and the four elders stopped the fight between the five Yuanying monks in one fell swoop, but in the blink of an eye, An Yun and the blood demon casually broke the big five-element sword array, and then the five of them fought again, and in just a few breaths, the three murderers of the demon path were all killed.

It was happening so fast that he didn't have time to stop it, and of course, he couldn't do anything to stop it. Now, someone finally took care of it, but unfortunately it was not the person he listened to the perfume pavilion, but the monk of Xiao Zen Buddhism.

This made Zeng Jing extremely entangled, if he let the monks leave it alone, what would he use to restrain the two Yuanying monks who had just killed the three murderers of the Demon Dao in the field? If the monks are allowed to take care of it, wouldn't it be tantamount to admitting in disguise that listening to the perfume pavilion is not as good as knowing Zen Buddhism? Even within your own sect, you need to use the power of Xiao Zen Buddhism? In this way, what is the point of listening to the perfume pavilion that has spent all the sect's savings and slapped the swollen face to fill the fat man's treasure exchange conference?

Just when Zeng Jing was in a dilemma and very entangled, it was Master Jingxu who spoke slowly, his wise and profound gaze fell on Qiu Duli, and the expression on his face was extremely heavy and serious, as if he was facing the most dangerous enemy in his life. As for An Yun, he didn't even look at it.

"Formation, Thousand Autumn Arhat Formation!"

Zeng Jing's face changed, and after hesitating for a moment, he still said hesitantly: "Master...... This ...... You see......"

Master Jingxu didn't look at him, still staring at Qiu Duli, but he still explained: "Master Zeng Jing, the form here has exceeded the scope of what you can handle, and it doesn't matter if you listen to the face of the perfume pavilion, don't blame it." (To be continued.) )