The sky was covered with dust, and the heavens and the earth were all the color of fire, and it was long time to tell what time it was.

Yang Xiuyi intercepted all the attacks for me, including the suppression of my spiritual breath by the Ten Witches.

The fourteen elders entangled their lives to buy time for the rest of the people to escape, but I finally blocked the old man's way with the Heavenly Spirit Trap Formation before the formation was settled.

Gale winds swept across the mountains, blazing clouds and fire rolled around, the light scattered like stars, and the shaking of the mountains did not stop for a moment.

I held my sword, stepped on the flesh and bones of the Ten Witches, and stopped in front of him.

He raised his eyes to look at my eyes bound by silk veil, and his expression was as indifferent as when he was in the Land of Singing Souls: "My life and death are not to be regretted. ”

I sneered in my heart, and my mind pulled a stiff teenager out of the pool of blood and threw it at him, his expression changed drastically, which was enough to prove that my guess was not wrong.

The young man's face was pale, the old man lowered his eyes, and when he raised it again, he was cold: "What? ”

As soon as the words fell, I stabbed a sword into the young man's lower abdomen, and the young man exhaled in pain, and the old man finally couldn't hold it back: "Trick! He raised his eyes and glared at me resentfully.

I picked up a sharp stone and stuck it to the slender wound, and he shouted, "Stop! What are you doing! ”

The young man cried: "Second uncle! …… Yes!! ”

The stone was thrust into it by me, and then inch by inch, the flesh and blood were slowly torn apart, and the blood flowed down my fingers, and the young man was drenched in cold sweat with pain, and opened his mouth to cry: "Second uncle, save me!" Second uncle! ”

The old man finally knelt down with a "poof": "What are you coming at me!" You let him go!! ”

"Second uncle, second uncle!"

The old man cried tears and kowtowed to me again and again: "Patriarch Yue, I beg you to let him go, I am just such a relative as him." Don't hurt him! ”

As soon as I stepped on his chest, I wanted to ask him, when I begged him to let my master go, did he answer? How can the young man's suffering be compared with that day's Pingnu, and the heartache I experienced, how could he ever experience one or two?

He looked at the boy silently: "Jue'er......"

"Tian Chujiu!"

I was stunned. Seven white shadows swept towards us from afar. The boy hurriedly shouted, "Here! She's here! Help me! ”

Yang Xiuyi quickly killed the last two elders and turned around to meet them.

With a sword, I cut off half of the boy's tongue, and his mouth was filled with blood. Having difficulty breathing, his eyes widened in horror. The old man hurriedly went to help him, and I quickly pushed him to the edge of the cliff to trap and confine, and slowly roasted.

Swords and shadows intertwine in the air. They shouted angrily: "This is the realm of Kunlun, how can you be presumptuous!" ”

"Yang Xiuyi. We don't want to be your enemy! ”

"Quickly hand over Tian Chujiu! Otherwise......"

The words stopped abruptly, and Yang Xiuyi directly cut off this person's head, blood splattering.

Everyone was stunned, and Yang Xiuyi's long sword turned around. In an instant, another person died on the spot.

My heart is cold, the one who comes is Kunlun people, and no matter how much I don't like it, it's the right way. Yang Xiuyi, what are you doing?!

The remaining five people reacted quickly. An arrow of light burst into the sky, and the man's right arm was split off the shoulder, and the screams pierced my scalp.

The rest of the people didn't dare to fight anymore, turned around and ran away, Yang Xiuyi quickly turned around and hugged my body, I didn't dare to waste time against him at this time, and the spirit quickly returned to his body.

But it was too late, several figures came in front of him, and a vast screen of light from heaven and earth stood far away, blocking our way, Yang Xiuyi quickly condensed, and before he could break it, there was a fierce killing move behind him.

Attacking from both sides, Yang Xiuyi spun his body and stood up, his shadow dancing in the air, and the exchange of blows made a crisp sound.

"Stop it!"

A rich male voice sounded angrily: "Yang Xiuyi! What did you do! ”

Yang Xiuyi was stunned, his eyebrows were lowered, and he finally fell back to the cliff with me in his arms, and looked at the middle-aged man at the head: "Venerable Changzhen." ”

I stood beside him, and the wind howled, blowing my hair and dress all over the air. I looked up at him with red eyes, the Ling Wei seal in the clear and handsome eyebrows loomed, as light as a purple star, and two wounds were broken on the smooth forehead, and the blood had congealed.

He hugged me tightly, lowered his head and dropped a kiss on my forehead, his dark eyes were as quiet as deep mountains: "Don't be afraid. ”

More than a hundred people raised their swords at us, and Venerable Changzhen said, "No matter what today, you need to hand over Tian Chujiu." ”

Yang Xiuyi looked at him coldly: "What if I don't follow?" ”

Venerable Changzhen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Yang Xiuyi, you are a genius, you know how much I pity you. ”

"No need to talk nonsense, I'm not rare."

I grabbed his belt and said with difficulty: "Chengcheng, don't ......"

Venerable Changzhen was furious: "Then what are you rare? Just this woman?! He waved his sleeves, and his purple robe turned in the wind, pointing at those Kunlunmen people: "Who in this world does not envy you!" On the career path, you can step straight on the Yanmen, and on cultivation, you are a hundred years better than others at a young age! You are famous all over the world, wealth, glory, and high crown status, which is not at your fingertips! Who doesn't say that you are a rare talent from ancient times to the present! ”

"Bang!"

Yang Xiuyi raised his arm and threw the shadow in front of him, and the long sword hit the ground, three feet into the stone, and the stone splashed in an instant, and the ground cracked with fine lines like a long vine that climbed densely.

Yang Xiuyi's expression was cold, and he said arrogantly: "Why envy me? If you kill me, you can become famous in one fell swoop, Nian Ying is here, who dares to come up and take it? ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, their eyes fixed on Nian Ying in unison.

Venerable Changzhen was furious: "You have a unique comprehension qualification!" How can you be so stubborn! The Void Hill Sect Master is setting up a formation to carry the Chengxu Mountain Range to the top of the underground palace Bapan, and the Qingyi Immortal Elders are trying to drag the catastrophe, and they have already killed and injured thousands! But you should know that this is not a good solution for long! Do you have to be the enemy of the world today and trample on the name of your Yang family? ”

"Enough!" Yang Xiuyi's eyebrows furrowed angrily, and he shouted loudly, "Why do you want to talk about such a lowly act of snatching someone's wife with the world, what does the first nine owe the world!" ”

"If you kill her, you can save tens of millions of people!"

Yang Xiuyi sneered: "Since the world can't tolerate her, why should she lose herself in the world!" ”

"Yang Xiuyi! You should distinguish the pros and cons! ”

"Pros and cons?" Yang Xiuyi's eyebrows were slightly raised, his face was cold, cold as a soul-snatching division, and he said coldly. "For her alone, I can kill tens of millions of people!"

Tears rolled down my face, and I shook my head slightly, hugged him tighter.

The red clouds pressed on the top, the wind rolled, the struggle for the catastrophe became more and more violent, and the land was in turmoil. The mountains and rivers were in chaos in the trembling.

Venerable Changzhen was angry. The big sleeves flicked angrily, and ordered: "No mercy, ...... him"

The shadow buzzed. Yang Xiuyi picked me up and rushed forward first, and the cold light suddenly appeared, and the sharp knife light brought down two hot human heads.

I quickly returned to the Gathering Spirit Guide, my mind fixed on him. Don't dare to slack off.

With one enemy against a hundred, the enemy can only be a hundred people. If there was no plan, and a hundred people rushed in one go, then Yang Xiuyi only needed to find a corner to hide, and they themselves would be injured a lot by the ruthless sword.

At the moment, these 100 people are close together. But in a group of ten people, led by six young men in dark blue and light white robes, they approached Yang Xiuyi from all sides with their pace.

Such a battle formation can surround people without leaking. It is appropriate to attack and retreat, and there are Kunlunmen people all around. The cultivation is not bad, and no one dares to fall into the encirclement lightly.

I wanted to knock out the ten people in the right rear and let Yang Xiuyi avoid being trapped, but I didn't expect him to go directly to the nearest ten people, close to him, kick a man in the chest, and at the same time wave his long arm, the two people on the left turned into two broken corpses and fell from the air, blood spilled everywhere.

I was dumbfounded, it seemed that I could get it for a while, but he had no way out.

Changzhen Venerable suddenly shouted: "Avoid him!" Don't let him come close! You're not as fast as him! After the words were finished, my eyes narrowed, he didn't expect it, he snorted, and was slammed out by my wind blade.

I quickly understood what Changzhen Venerable meant, it was very difficult to get rid of Yang Xiuyi, but it was not impossible, he lost several lives, and it was only a matter of time before he was trapped in the formation, but now three miles away in the north, there was an angry primeval divine beast struggling violently, turning the world upside down.

It is impossible for them not to notice this, Xu wanted to trap Yang Xiuyi as quickly as possible, but unexpectedly, he restrained the situation.

The blade broke through the wind, Yang Xiuyi carried me on his back, holding the sword with one hand, no spells, no sword shadows, and even no moves, he fought in the crowd with the most savage and fastest killing intent.

The long sword slashes horizontally, picks back, and stabs back, the speed is fast, and the sword shadow is like fog.

The corpse on the ground was in a terrible state of death, as if he didn't care about anything, his posture was agile, his moves were fierce and swift, he was ruthless, and wherever the sword blade passed, whether it was his arms, heads, thighs, or waists, he was cruelly cut off.

In an instant, there were seventeen fresh corpses on the mottled blood ground, the blood hot and sticky, winding into a stream.

I have never seen Yang Xiuyi like this, full of murderous aura, his handsome and elegant face was splashed with countless blood, his eyes were as cold as frost, like a Shura ghost who fled in the underworld, invincible, unstoppable.

But in fact, Yang Xiuyi is also extremely risky to do this, we have already fallen into the formation, if the catastrophe suddenly looks at this mountain pleasing to the eye, and refuses to wave the giant chain, then we will have to finish the game sooner or later.

But Yang Xiuyi's fortune can really kill people, they haven't recovered from the melee, and when they want to take measures against us, the catastrophe smashed the entire Thousand Generations Demon Beast.

The mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, the gravel was like a flood, the entire cloud top trembled violently, and a large area of mountains and rocks in the northeast collapsed into a sea of fire with the thousands of demon beasts, which was deafening.

The fast ones fled in a hurry, and the slow ones couldn't escape the fate of the flesh and blood, so we took the first step to withdraw, but unfortunately we were stopped by the people who came later.

The fishy smell filled the sky, like a miasma of smoke, Yang Xiuyi kicked sideways, hitting a man's temple, kicking him to the point that his skull was shattered, and his mouth was foaming blood. He turned around with his strength, flipped his wrist, and the sword light slashed horizontally, and the people who came formed a formation to block it, but half of his head was cut off by Shengsheng, his brains were splashed, and blood stained the sky.

"Xiuyi!"

The long wind danced wildly, Yang Xiuyi's panting became heavier, he turned his head coldly, his eyes were as sharp as knives and looked at the comer, and at the same time, the light was like a roar, and dozens of sword shadows were ready to go.

Dozens of old men in white swept over quickly, and I realized that it was not Yang Xiuyi's good luck, but that he had calculated that someone would bring the attention of the catastrophe to the southeast.

Uncle Dengzhi, who had seen him in the Qingyang Yuanling Mausoleum a few hours ago, was covered in blood, and ran over with an anxious expression: "Virtuous nephew, stop!" ”

"If you have the same intentions as theirs, you can save some effort, don't bother talking!"

Uncle Dengzhi shook his head and was about to speak, when an old man behind him was furious: "You dare to kill people indiscriminately in my Kunlun, good, you are very good!" The old man wants to see how powerful you are in this future life! After finishing speaking, the long sword was contained, but with a "Zheng" sound, it was shocked into several segments by my spiritual power, and it landed crisply.

Everyone was shocked, and he was stunned, and his expression was quite funny: "How come, my rain covering sword ......"

There were more and more people coming, some of them knew each other, some of them were angry, some were worried, but no matter what, when I saw those respectful uncles I was familiar with, I knew that Yang Xiuyi would be fine.

Uncle Dengzhi stepped forward: "Virtuous nephew, you are not lightly injured. ”

Yang Xiuyi took a step back, his eyebrows cold: "Don't come here!" ”

The crowd surrounded us, behind him was a cliff, he stood under the guidance of the spirit, his tall and thin body slightly arched, I lay on his shoulder, his eyes closed, he held me tightly, I could feel the firm strength.

Even if heaven and earth don't allow me, as long as there is the warmth of the party in his arms, no matter how big the danger is, why be afraid.

The crowd retreated a small path, and an old man in fairy clothes with white eyebrows and long beard hurriedly walked over accompanied by several elders, his eyes shining brightly, and his spirit was lifted.

Uncle Dengzhi looked back and said casually: "Langfeng Sect Master." ”

The Langfeng Sect Master glanced at my body, and then looked at Yang Xiuyi: "The eyebrows are clear, handsome and extraordinary, I have heard of you for a long time, and when I saw it today, I realized that what they said was true." ”

Yang Xiuyi looked at him coldly, his expression indifferent.

The Langfeng Sect Master continued: "A person's appearance and temperament are first born, then set in the belly, and then become in the wind and bones. You are calm and clear, you should not be a person who is a great rebel, your eyes are wise, you should not be a person who does not know the times, you are calm and stable, you will not be a ......"

Yang Xiuyi interrupted with a sneer: "Your position as the sect master, did you rely on a whisker to get there immediately?" ”

An elder said angrily: "Don't know how to lift! ”

Uncle Yuying came panting, pushed away the crowd and said angrily: "Can't you see that Chu Jiu is dead!" If you don't turn into a calamity, you will die together, so why should you be embarrassed at this time! ”

One sneered: "Who is there here today who will not fake his death?" ”

"I heard that she will be reborn with a broken arm, I think I should cut off her head to find out!"

Uncle Dengzhi was furious: "Shut up! ”

"Reborn with a broken arm? Such a demon will not be left in the world! It's really a problem for the world! ”

Yang Xiuyi was furious, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp, the sword shadow was like light, and in an instant, the Langfeng Sect quickly formed a formation to block it.

The man was frightened, and then said angrily, "What are you waiting for! Together, this ......"

"The world?" A beautiful and solemn, not angry but powerful female voice sounded at this time, "Is this world represented by you?" ”

Countless figures came from a towering and steep stack wall in the southwest, and after a few dark people, Yang Xiuyi's mother's face was like frost, and her steps were fast but calm.

Wearing a light purple snow plum splendid cloud goose dress, the placket is rolling with dark purple water embroidery long lines, the hair bun is high, and the hairpin is four white jade Wolong broken silver hairpins, the same as when they first met, there are two light purple streamers hanging behind the hairpin. Bright and dignified, graceful and luxurious, but as elegant as a fairy, as wide as the sunset of the long river.

"Who dares to touch my daughter-in-law of the Yang family!" (To be continued)

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