Angry Li Lao used all his strength on this sword. At the moment when the sword was drawn, Mo Bai didn't even have time to react, and was pierced through the heart by a sword.

Mo Bai, who fell to the ground, had blood flowing from his mouth, and most of his white shirt was dyed red. As those silver eyes dimmed, his body lost its vitality.

"I ...... Is it just dead?"

"Oh my God! my God...... In the endless darkness, a voice that was both familiar and familiar came.

"Mother!" Hearing the shout, Mo Bai couldn't help blurting out. At the same time, he also opened his eyes suddenly. His body was lying on a pitch-black earth, and the sky in his eyes was white and empty.

"Qi Hai?" he suddenly got up and looked around. Sure enough, not far away, a black-purple Ying Dragon was lying there, and the violent electric light it carried was sizzling. On top of it, the nine giant swords were still hanging down from the sky.

This time, Mo Bai didn't approach the Ying Dragon easily. The last time he was seriously injured by him, he still remembers it vividly.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something. Reaching out to touch the chest that was pierced by Li Lao, and at the same time looking down, he saw that the ancient sword was not there, there was no painful wound, and there was not even a trace of blood.

In the outside world, Zhou Muyan, who was trying to climb to Mo Bai's side, his eyes became extremely dim at this time.

He had experienced this feeling too many times, thinking of the senior brother who died in front of him in order to save him when he first entered the Xuanmen. A few years later, as a senior brother, he himself was unable to protect his junior brother and sister. And this time, he failed to save Brother Mobai's life.

A few feet away, Li Lao looked at him so coldly. At this time, Yang Yu had already arrived with dozens of people.

Yang Yu turned over and dismounted, he had already seen the ink white pierced by the ancient sword, and then looked at Zhou Muyan with a sneer: "Zhou Muyan, if he dies in front of you, he will be a bargain! As for you, I'm afraid there won't be such a good thing." ”

"If you want to kill, you will kill, master, will I still be afraid of your miscellaneous pieces!" Zhou Muyan scolded with all his strength.

"Really?" Yang Yu, who originally had a cold face, quickly put on a cruel smile again, "Young Master Ben suddenly thought of a way, I want to make you more uncomfortable than death!"

As he spoke, he took a sword from one of his men. Then he walked to Mo Bai's side.

"What do you want, kill me if you have the ability!" Zhou Muyan shouted angrily.

"Haha! Don't worry. Yang Yu, who was standing next to Mo Bai, looked down, looking at Mo Bai's face, he seemed to remember something and couldn't help but touch his face.

Then, Yang Yu raised the sword in his hand high, and he said with a cruel smile: "You smacked me twice, Young Master Ben, I will pay you back a hundred times today!"

As the words fell, he reined his strength and swung down the sword held high in his hand. He flipped the blade of his sword, and instead slashed the side of the blade into the white face.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhou Muyan's eyes were cracking, "Stop!"

However, Yang Yu ignored his roar at all, and the sword in his hand was drawn with the sound of the wind.

Just when the sword body was only two or three inches away from Mo Bai, one hand grabbed the falling sword.

"Presumptuous!"

An old and majestic voice came to everyone's ears. At this time, an old man appeared out of thin air beside Mo Bai. He was dressed in a white robe that could mop the floor, and his long silver-white hair and long beard fluttered in the wind. Under the wide cuffs, one hand is holding the sword, while the other hand is holding Yang Yu's sword.

The sudden appearance of the old man made everyone in the audience stunned. On a sunny day, snowflakes fell, and at the same time, the temperature was even lower within a radius of several miles.

"Sword Spirit!" exclaimed Elder Li, who was not far away.

Yang Yu, who was relieved, scolded angrily at this time: "What a bullshit sword spirit! Young Master Ben will even beat you together!"

Hearing this, Li Lao's heart was cold at this time. However, even if he wanted to stop it, it was too late.

Yang Yu, who was furious, was about to withdraw the sword in his hand at this time, but no matter how much strength he used, the sword did not move at all.

At this time, a wisp of sword qi in the sword spirit's hand drilled into the sword he was holding. In the next moment, I saw that the sword held by Yang Yu cracked inch by inch, and then exploded and turned into flying ashes.

This scene frightened Yang Yu to shake his hands, but it was already a little late. That wisp of sword qi had already sunk into his palm, and with Yang Yu's roar, his right arm also began to crack, spreading from his fingertips to his wrist and then to his elbow......

"Save me!" Yang Yu shouted backwards to Elder Li.

And Li Lao had already arrived in front of him, and he had already moved when the sword exploded. Li Lao didn't hesitate at all, he raised his hand is a sword, and with a pop, Yang Yu's right arm fell in response.

In Yang Yu's painful wail, Li Lao quickly sealed his bloodline, and at the same time quickly stuffed a pill into Yang Yu's mouth.

And the severed right arm was like the sword, turning into a mist of blood, and not even a small piece of bone residue remained.

The sword spirit completely ignored Yang Yu and the others, but slowly pulled out the ancient sword with a white chest.

"Come out!"

Looking at the ancient sword in his hand, the sword spirit said lightly.

In the field, everyone except Li Lao was a little puzzled by the sword spirit's behavior. Yang Yu's subordinates were all very vigilant looking at the sword spirit, and no one dared to step forward easily.

As he spoke, a short phantom floated out of Li Lao's ancient sword. The phantom was short and small, and although it was not clear what it looked like, it could be judged to be a child of five or six years old.

Seeing this, Li Lao, who was a little trembling, hurriedly bowed down and said, "Front...... Senior, today's incident is all our fault, please ...... senior"

Before Old Li finished speaking, he stopped abruptly. Because at this time, the sword spirit was standing in front of him, still holding a beating heart in his hand.

Li Lao looked at the sword spirit with frightened eyes, and his body slowly fell.

"Dead!"

"Elder Li was killed!"

Those servants were frightened by this scene at this time, it was Elder Li, the elder in the family whose status was second only to the head of the family. Many of them left Yang Yu and ran away, and the others also scattered and fled when they saw this. Even, they have forgotten about the horses on the side.

Yang Yu stared blankly at all this in front of him. At this time, the sword spirit made a casual move, and pinched the childlike phantom in his hand. As soon as his mind moved, the phantom instantly turned into a little starlight, and then disappeared into the Snow Yin Sword.

At this time, Zhou Muyan had already fainted due to his injuries and anger.

Yang Yu, who reacted, was smart, he endured the severe pain and flew on the horse, and he was about to escape.

"Dare to insult my lord, die!"

As a dead word was spoken, Li Lao's ancient sword flew out of the sword spirit's palm. In the blink of an eye, it passed through Yang Yu's eyebrows. Within a few breaths, screams were repeated not far away, and all the subordinates brought by Yang Yu were buried here.