Looking at Zhang Daoyuan, who was strong and guarded against the slightest deterioration, Yan Jue didn't speak again, but the anger shown between his eyebrows did not weaken at all, but became significantly heavier.

"Zhang Daoyuan, the enmity between you and the disciples of Chilian Peak has nothing to do with me, but you have to give me back my Chiling Zhuguo!"

Seeing that Yan Jue publicly confessed, he obediently handed over Chilian Zhuguo.

"Hmph, don't be complacent too early, we've got a long way to go. Yan Jue threw down this sentence and flew to divide it.

Senluomen, Wind Thunder Terrace, a line of sky.

At present, the originally stable and pure first-line sky is now a bloody wind and fog, and the silence is extreme.

"Xuanyuan Po, hand over the way to enter the astrolabe array, spare your life!"

"That's right! The Great Array of Astrolabe is not something that a junior like you can touch, follow the rules and friends to me and other elders and masters, so that we can suppress the other races and lead the entire collective clan to prosperity!

Yan Jue shouted: "Yes, hand over the far way, spare your life, today's enmity with your elder Zhang Daoyuan can also be nullified, and you can also enter my Cang Sect to cultivate!"

...

Bursts of shouting, coming out of the mouths of those old and serious, pseudo-clowns full of justice, so disgusting,

In the present world, the human race is no longer a great natural primate, the same, the apex of the human race is low, it can be called inferior!

This is a reckless and barbaric era, with demon gods, demon gods, heavenly gods, and gods, demons, evil demons, and heavenly demons, and a group of ugly people; all races coexist, grow barbarically, and uphold the world, while the human race is weak, and is regarded as sacrifice and food!

...

In the middle of the sky, on a large stone that sank slightly, Xuanyuan was dressed in black, covered in blood, and his cape was distributed.

But on his face, he was cold and affectionate for a long time, and in his eyes, he was usually as calm and calm as a rock!

His body is as crisp as a javelin! Just like the Xuanyuan sword in his hand, it is full of representatives who would rather bend than bend!

That is, he had suffered a fatal minor injury!

At his feet, within tens of meters of the circumference of the four sides, there were several severed limbs in his chest, and blood was pouring out.

He sarcastically looked at the surrounding faction just shouting, but in fact, how dare they rush over, his face showed a trace of sarcastic smile, proud and disdainful!

In the face of this cloud-like cadre, that is, he was once poor day by day, but he was arrogant and unruly according to the routine!

These people have made calculations, and they know that although individuals are now in the past, no matter who rushes forward bravely, they will have to face the blow of personal jade burning and bury for themselves.

Naturally, no one wants to be willing to be a backer, they just want someone to rush up to find death in a daze.

But no one is stupid, so they stopped chattering at this time.

Such a person, such a character, no matter how high the cultivation is, no matter how many people there are, even if he can kill him ten thousand times, he is not worthy of being an enemy of Xuanyuan Po!

He smiled sarcastically, and sat down slowly, his eyes were unruly, and he didn't care about those people at all.

He only invented it when he came to Sanxin, and his personal sword was connected with the enchantment of the astrolabe array, and he was able to slowly break through the enchantment that gave up forever!

However, to this day, he is sure to break through the enchantment in one fell swoop, but unfortunately, he was invented by a group of "elders and masters" who rushed to hear the news, and he was chased and killed by thousands of miles away.

Suddenly, a red graceful figure, Yu Yu appeared in Xuanyuan Po's mind, and he understood more and more.

His eyes, in the end, have a trace of warmth, no longer cold and affectionate, and become long.

Slowly, the sleeves are lightly raised, and the world is unparalleled.

In the middle of the water, there was like ethereal music sounding, and the graceful figure was slowly dancing in a mirage...

That beautiful figure, with a smile and a smile, is so exquisite and piercing, and every move affects Xuanyuan Po's eyes and hands.

"There are trees in the South Mountain, and there are branches in the woods. ”

"The heart is happy, do you know?"

She smiled, and the world seemed to suddenly burn, frivolous and harsh!

"Bell..."

Xuanyuan Po's eyes flickered, and he muttered softly.

Wind chimes, that's the name of that beautiful man.

She is Xuanyuan Po's sweetheart, and she is also Xuanyuan Po's only suspense.

However, just yesterday, in order to save Xuanyuan Po, she lost her fragrance and jade!

Xuanyuan's thoughts were flickering, and his mind recalled yesterday's scenes.

Just when he was about to be stabbed by a sword, a beautiful red figure suddenly rushed in, without the slightest hesitation, and sacrificed himself to cover this deadly sword for him!

At that moment, Xuanyuan Po felt that his heart was about to break, and he couldn't help it, two turbid tears crossed his face, and Xuanyuan Po seemed to be going crazy...

Like pouring blood, gushing out on the body of the talented man, painting a fiery red rose on the silver-white clothes...

The worldly Zhu Yan, when he was dying, lay softly in his arms, his eyes were full of arrogance, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction.

Is it dissatisfied with personal inconsistency with Xuanyuan for the rest of his life? or.

That is, bitter, Xuanyuan Po killed the person who injured her to the end, and even broke the corpse into thousands of pieces, but the talented man did not restrain himself and returned to his soul, she... Gone by the rules...

"Ling'er, you and I said that we would die with each other, but now, you have left, but I am still in the world... If you are relieved, I will also go over to accompany you..."

Xuanyuan Po thought obsessively, and the corners of his mouth, which had always been cold and hard, showed a warm and poignant bitter face.

The blood-stained black hair fluttered in the wind, and there was a hint of murder in the air...

"Ling'er, wait for me! Do you know that if there is an afterlife, I would rather not practice any kendo, I would rather not take revenge on my master, I would rather be a layman, and I will be with you and stay with you for the rest of my life!

"Ling'er, you wait, I'm going to go over to stay with you when I arrive..."

"Wait for me, wait for me to kill a few dogs and bury them with you..."

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Po's eyes changed from warm to cold and affectionate, his black hair was flying, and the sword in his hand slowly straightened.

A breath of slaughter slowly filled, and then, suddenly, gushing!

He slowly straightened up, straight as a javelin. On the Xuanyuan sword in his hand, there were delicate drops of blood dripping down, ticking and ticking.

"Die!"

Xuanyuan Po's furious roar! Zheng's long hair flew up fiercely!

He was furious with all his might!

"Kill!"

He suddenly lowered his head, the murderous intent in his eyes was rampant, and with a wild shout, the Xuanyuan Sword suddenly swayed with ten thousand sword lights, and it was like nine lightning bolts, and suddenly became a faction!

Bang bang, a sound of gold and iron resonating, all the swords coiled around him were cut off!

Everyone rushed forward, looking at the circle and half of the sword soldiers under Xuanyuan Po's feet in a panic, cold sweat was streaming from their vests, and then, the greed in their eyes was even stronger!

Xuanyuan Po was covered in blood, standing with a sword, his eyes were cold and he looked at the crowd behind him, looking over one by one. His eyes fell on the face of the collective, and the collective couldn't help but feel a sensation all over his body.

In these eyes, there is limited sadness, limited happiness, limited resentment, and... Limited Killing!

As for the sword in his hand, it is not too late for us to get to the bottom of it! We don't want his strange way of closing the astrolabe array!" One of the people had evil desire in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "If not, wait for him to reply, and it will be our turn to make a big move!" Everyone around them made a solemn promise, and when they raised their swords together, they moved towards Xuanyuan Po.

"Even if you die, I will make you... Funeral!"

Xuanyuan Po looked up to the sky and roared, his figure fluttered, and he rushed into the crowd, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand had turned into a fierce sword light in the sky, harvesting rampantly.

Back to light.

Yes, Xuanyuan Po did once work together, but he still has the initial stamina of life, and he will return to the light in an instant!

He wants to take the highest price to pull this group of old and dignified people to accompany the funeral, and thank you to the wind chimes!

After a while, Xuanyuan Po fell from the sky, a stagger!

His eyes looked around with disdain, with a hint of sarcasm.