Yin Zhao's appearance is a hundred times more domineering than Yin Wanque.

This is the real Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, the Supreme of the Way of the Sword.

Not only that, in the extreme of the brilliance of the colorful sword qi, people saw a white light emanating from the position of the hilt of the holy sword, quickly enveloping Yin Zhao's whole body, and instantly turned into a hideous white bone battle armor, although this battle armor looks a little familiar, but no one will associate Yin Zhao with the Tianyun Feng Bone of the day at this moment, only to feel that after the white bone battle armor was put on the body, the momentum on Yin Zhao's body rose wildly again, not only the sword qi rumbled and shocked the audience, but also an indescribable mad battle intent surging out, dyeing his black eyes into blood red。

This...... Oh my God!

People were amazed, terrified.

Yin Zhao stood in the air at this moment, and the aura emanating from his body had already surpassed the Yin Wanqi next to him, and the protagonist between heaven and earth seemed to have changed a person in an instant, which made the dignified Ghost Sword Valley Lord feel very uncomfortable.

At the same time, on the high platform on the ground, the Xuanqi obstacle that several Sword Sect masters had worked hard to support was finally broken through by several Supremes from the inside, but Zhou Foyun and the others had already made preparations, and they came to the lineup of the Ghost Sword Valley in a flash, and confronted the masters of the Four Sword Sects coldly.

But at the moment, people don't have the heart to fight, because all eyes are focused on mid-air, and everyone wants to know - where will today's script go?

The happiest are the thousands of people in the Ghost Sword Valley.

Anyway, whether it is the valley lord or the first seat of Yin Zhao, the people who get the holy sword are the big guys of the Ghost Sword Valley, you look at the sky now, ten thousand swords surrender, heaven and earth bow down, and the holy sword even gave a very awesome battle armor out, this is the invincible world, this is the only one!

Forehead...... Except for the fact that Lord Gu is a little embarrassed, the form can be said to be very good.

Yin Wanwan is missing, and it can be said that he is the person with the most complicated mood in the audience.

Let's say I'm happy, the means that he has painstakingly prepared for so long finally succeeded Yin Zhao, he has not thought clearly about whether the sword spirit of the holy sword has a serious aesthetic problem, and he is inferior to his elders, but it is not so good, after all, Yin Zhao is also a person from the Ghost Sword Valley, as long as he can severely damage the Righteous Dao Sword Sect today and help Zhou Foyun win the Haoran Sword Sect, it will be a great success!

Therefore, after forcibly comforting his injured little heart, Yin Wanque still flew towards Yin Zhao with pride, trying to make his laughter not so embarrassing:

"Haha! Yin Shouza, I didn't expect the Holy Sword to choose you in the end, yes, you really didn't disappoint me!!"

Yin Zhao was silent, and he didn't pay attention to Yin Wan's deficiency at all.

His whole body was wrapped in colorful sword qi and blood-red Xuanguang, and his churning aura became more and more terrifying.

Yin Wanwan: "......"

He was unhappy for a while, but he still didn't realize that the situation had begun to be quite wrong, so he still came to Yin Zhao's side by himself, and said loudly: "Haha, Yin Shouza, how does it feel to be in charge of the Haotian Holy Sword, do you really want to kill it, come on, what are you waiting for, let's ......"

As a result, before he finished speaking, two words flew out directly from Yin Zhao's side and smashed them on his face:

"Shut up!"

Yin Wanque was stunned: "What did you say about Yin Shouzao?"

"Lao Tzu...... Shut up for you!!"

Swish.

Yin Zhao suddenly raised his head and glanced over, and his blood-red gaze made Yin Wanqian tremble unconsciously.

Is this still the gaze of a man!!

Only then did he notice that Yin Zhao's body wrapped in white bone armor had changed, the muscles inside the body were bursting, and the blood-red veins arched up like earthworms and crawled all over his body, and a terrifying aura that did not belong to the cultivation of the ghost sword at all was sweeping through the other party's body, making Yin Zhao seem to have completely changed into a person.

"Yin Shouza, you!!"

Yin Wanque instantly thought of a terrifying possibility, and his body retreated, but it was too late.

Yin Zhao's body had already shot towards him like thunder, and the world's first sharp weapon that commanded ten thousand swords instantly stabbed into his chest with a death edge.

Yin Zhao himself is already the supreme of the Law Realm, and his cultivation is second only to Yin Wanqi, and at this moment, he was forcibly urged by the blood-colored Xuanqi to activate his physical potential, coupled with the blessing of the sword qi of the Haotian Holy Sword, his strength is absolutely the best in the world, and his speed and power comprehensively crush the Yin Wanqi on the opposite side.

"Yin Wanque, Lao Tzu has endured you for a long time, something like a dog, why stand on Lao Tzu's head, give me death!!"

There was a roar, and the sound was like a volcano erupting, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The sword light shoots out, and the speed breaks through the moment and is unavoidable.

I heard a pop.

Yin Wanque's whole person was instantly pierced through the chest by the Haotian Holy Sword, and the whole person froze in mid-air, looking down incredibly at the Holy Sword with only one sword hilt left on his chest, and the crazy face of Yin Zhao on the opposite side hidden in the white bone helmet.

"No...... Yin Zhao, you ...... You can't ......."

"Die!!"

Yin Zhao, no, it was our sword demon who roared out a rolling sound wave, directly shaking Yin Wanque's body out of the sword, and flying weakly upside down in the air, and his entire demon shadow rushed to keep up without giving Yin Wanque the slightest chance to resist, and it was a sword that pierced Yin Wanque's throat from top to bottom, and stabbed the ghost sword valley master again.

Murderous!!

The audience swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison.

Today's script really no one could have imagined.

The faces of the members of the Righteous Dao Sect eased slightly, especially Wang Zhiqi, who was vomiting blood and standing in the crowd, clenched his fists with the Amazing Fairy next to him with great relief, and almost shouted a good fight.

But the people on this side of Ghost Sword Valley seemed to go from heaven to hell in an instant.

Yin Shouza is crazy, isn't it!!

After you're awesome, go and cut the person on the other side, what is the operation of coming up and killing your boss with a set of combos?

So how should the next plot develop?

No one at the scene knew.

In other words, Zhuang Yuxin and Li Weitian barely knew a rough idea under the guidance of Master Wang Tong, and the only person who really controlled the situation in the whole audience was standing silently in the crowd behind the Tianyun Sect at the moment, looking at the Yin Wan Hatred in the sky with leisurely squinting eyes, and keeping in touch with the old man of the Blood God in the white bone battle armor remotely in his heart.

All the big dramas today have finally come to the era that belongs to Ye Feng's control.

Ye Feng had already suppressed the surging anger in his heart.

Before, Xie Yu's revenge had not been clear, but he didn't expect that Ghost Sword Valley would toss such a heinous evil deed today.

The thousands of scattered cultivators in the Sword Pavilion were probably just their last sacrificial bargaining chips, and with the earth-shattering blood qi emanating from that blood bead just now, Ye Feng had no doubt that at least tens of thousands of innocent beings had fallen victim to the crazy plan of the Ghost Sword Valley.

These animals don't deserve to live!

Ye Feng coldly looked at Yin Wanque, who had already opened two blood holes in the air, and said to the old man of the Blood God in his heart: "Old man, kill this Ghost Sword Valley Lord ruthlessly!"

"I still need to say it! Lao Tzu must peel this scum alive today!!"

The voice of the Blood God came back was full of crazy rage, much more manic than Ye Feng expected.

Kindness?

Ye Feng was stunned.

The old man is a little ferocious today!!

There was a click.

Before the words fell, the sword demon Yin Zhao in mid-air had already slashed Yin Wanque's right arm away with a single sword, and the sword qi twisted, directly turning into a cloud of flesh and blood, and drifting into a cloud of blood mist in the air.

"Whew!!"

Yin Wanque finally let out a scream, he is also a human being, and it will hurt, and the physical torture is not enough, the most terrible thing is the psychological blow, his own ambition, but he was ruthlessly killed by his own people.

This is simply suffocating.

But his desire to survive made him beg for mercy at the last moment:

"Yin Zhao!!Let me live, Ghost Sword Valley will serve you as the valley master from now on!"

"Get out!!"

How did he know that now Yin Zhao's mind has been completely controlled by the two major instrument spirits, and the old man of the blood god backhand is a slap that directly broke Yin Wanque's neck, making his head droop to the side weakly, and with a wave of his hand, a sword pierced directly into the opponent's chest, pouring endless blood-colored Xuan Qi into the opponent's body.

Wow ~ It hurts!!

Yin Wan is really miserable.

The blood god was cruel, turning the blood-colored Xuan Qi into a knife, and peeling off his skin and flesh inch by inch, this is a living death torture, this is to make the other party pay the most painful price for the dirty means of designing 'Xue'er'.

Xue'er is the goddess of the old man of the blood god, and anyone who tries to defile her in vain will die without a place to be buried!!

"Help, help!!"

After this sword, Yin Wanque's skin burst all over his body, and the whole person was drenched in flesh and blood, he had no combat power, so he could only ask the people of Ghost Sword Valley for help in the air, but it was a pity......

No one dared to come up to save the former valley master.

How could the indifferent Ghost Sword Valley have the so-called loyalty.

And with the fierce urging of the sword qi in the air, the saddest valley master in the history of the Ghost Sword Valley, Yin Wanqi, completely shattered even the last flesh and blood remnants, becoming the first sacrifice after the sword demon appeared.

The audience was silent and silent.

Only a faint smell of blood wafted through the air.

The sword demon held the sword in his hand, and drops of blood dripped down the colorful sword body of the holy sword, floating in the air, and smashed into people's hearts.

The five people present quickly gathered behind their respective bosses, the four major sword sects had the same hatred for the enemy, and the ghost sword people had no score in their hearts.

No one knows what the next move of the sword demon who just killed a big guy in the air will be.

Tianyun Sect, Changkong Ling suddenly had a little inspiration in his heart at this time, and hurriedly looked at the Sword Sect Sect Master next to him, and sure enough, although the expression of Old Sect Master Zhuang was a little serious, he was not panicked at all.

"Old Sect Master Zhuang ......" Changkong Ling asked tentatively: "Did the Sword Sect have expected today......'s scene?"

"Huh, really?" Zhuang Yuxin turned his head and muttered for two seconds: "I'm also nervous." ”

Where are you nervous!!

Changkong Ling was even more sure that Zhuang Yuxin was definitely relying on it at this time, and he asked again: "Dare to ask Old Sect Master Zhuang, is this Tianyun Sword Spirit ...... In fact, it has already been manipulated by your sect, but it is just to trap and kill the people of the Ghost Sword Sect......"

Yes?

Can you think so?

Zhuang Yuxin looked back and pondered, he really had this meaning without knowing the inside story, but he was really confused, he didn't expect today's script to be like this, the only thing he knew was that there would be a chaotic world of swords and demons today, but the situation would not collapse, and there were only five people who died in the end.

Now the only thing he cares about is, who are the remaining four?

The answer, of course, is in Ye Feng's heart.

Ye Feng, who was behind the crowd, had already swept in the direction of the Ghost Sword Valley, and the corners of his mouth were hooked up demonically:

"Old man, let's go according to the plan!!"