And, at the same time, Wu Dalin, who rushed to Ye Chu's approach, stepped forward, grabbed the palm of the knife handle and clenched it suddenly, and the majestic breath surged out from his body, pouring it into the slightly raised long knife, and straight to Ye Chu's throat.

The rolling heat wave was steaming, and in the faint dragon groan, the flames on the talismans rose up one by one, twisted and intertwined in one place, and the red light was in full bloom, and the burst of fire was entangled in mid-air and turned into a dragon that lingered in the fire. The moment this fire dragon appeared, it carried the scorching aura of burning heaven and earth, and rushed towards Ye Chu fiercely.

The fire dragon that rose into the sky with a blazing high temperature, scorching and distorting the air around it, attacking at such a close range, almost in the blink of an eye, this hideous fire dragon had already hit Ye Chu's figure, and Wu Dalin's long knife flashed with a dazzling light, and at the same time, it hit Ye Chu's throat.

Looking at the figure that was submerged by the sword light and the fire dragon in an instant, Wang Lianjun's pupils shrank slightly, and his body retreated a little, hiding the whole person behind Wu Dalin, and Wu Dalin's strength in holding the long knife involuntarily increased a little, and the green tendons on his arms all burst out. The two of them swept their eyes nervously, and their divine consciousness swept through the heavens and the earth like water waves.

There were ripples in the void, and then Ye Chu's big red figure stepped out of the void and stood in the air. The gentle breeze rippled around her, and between the fluttering clothes, Ye Chu, who seemed to be a person among the immortals, slowly raised the scarlet sword of seven killings, and in the sound of Qingyue's sword, the scarlet sword light fell straight down from mid-air, and in an instant, it leveled the raging fire dragon in front of him and defeated the snow bright sword light.

An incomparably cold killing intent, with the burst of this sword light, spread between heaven and earth, causing Wu Dalin and Wang Lianjun to suddenly chill all over their bodies, and the cold wind blew more and more fiercely, and the fierce momentum actually forced them to breathe.

A strong sense of danger emerged in Wu Dalin's heart, and with a flick of his wrist, the long knife that stabbed out immediately turned around, and several sword lights danced wildly in front of him, densely weaving a criss-crossing knife net, and the sharp knife qi turned into a strong wind that lingered around him and Wang Lianjun. Wang Lianjun flipped his hand and took out a pile of sparkling spiritual talismans, not slapping them on the bodies of the two of them like spirit stones, and at the same time, dozens of spiritual runes were suspended around him, and the little spiritual light could not be extinguished.

A little heavier under his feet, Ye Chu fit and pounced down, his arm swung slightly, and the blood on the Seven Killing Sword in his hand was abundant, and in an instant, he hit the knife net, and a hideous killing intent flashed on his face, Ye Chu's arm pressed down fiercely, and the devastating sword intent was vented, and the sword net was torn to pieces in an instant. The next moment, the blood-like sword light shattered his talisman aura like a bamboo, and it was reflected in Wu Dalin's pupils.

Wu Dalin's heart tightened, and he only felt a cold feeling suddenly rise in his neck. Immediately after that, in the dark, sky-rushing blood light, his head with a thick horror was thrown high, and exploded into a cloud of blood mist in the air like fireworks, spraying Wang Lianjun's head and face, and at this time, Wu Dalin's headless body slowly fell.

The terrible whistling wind did not suddenly retract until this moment, Wang Lianjun looked at Ye Chu who was standing with a sword with an indifferent expression, his eyes condensed slightly on her Seven Killing Sword that was still dripping blood, and his heart sank fiercely. As soon as he saw him, he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with Ye Chu, and it wasn't until this moment that Ye Chu killed people in front of him, asking him to confirm that this trip to the Sword Domain was a conspiracy of Qin Tianqing, and he racked his brains and dug out Ye Chu from his slightly distant memory. Back then, it was rumored all over the sect that it was Qin Tianqing's disciple who intended to accept him, and it was he who was responsible for arranging the interception and killing, and was finally identified as the Guiyuan Valley disciple who died in the Turbulent Mountain!

The look of horror in his eyes did not fade because he figured out Ye Chu's origin, but became more and more prosperous, it has only been a few years of hard work, a little Jin Dan that can be pinched to death is actually under the joint efforts of two Yuan Ying overhauls, can chop melons and vegetables to kill a Yuan Ying overhaul, completely unable to see through Ye Chu's cultivation, plus watching Wu Dalin's neat death, for a while, Wang Lianjun's heart trembled, all kinds of thoughts were spinning, and the fighting spirit gradually collapsed.

However, although he was intimidated by Ye Chu's ferocity for a while, the battle intent in his heart was sloppy, but after all, this Wang Lianjun was also a Yuanying overhaul who had killed people and seen blood, and after a short while, he forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and a little chill surged in his eyes, and he flipped his hands, each holding a large handful of spiritual talismans, flipping them with one hand, and constantly patting those protective talismans on his body, holding a large number of attack talismans with one hand, and facing Ye Chu from afar.

Looking at Wang Lianjun's solemn appearance, Ye Chu's expression was unmoved, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the slightly drooping blood-dripping Seven Killing Sword shook, trembling, the scarlet sword light swayed with the long sword, the fine edge was uncertain, and the cold wind rippled into a dazzling sword light, hanging above the tip of the Seven Killing Sword Sen Han, causing it to start.

Sword Intent?! Wang Lianjun's pupils shrank slightly, Wu Dalin had always been in front, he didn't feel this sharp sword intent, and now, facing Ye Chu, he knew why Wu Dalin died so neatly.

Under the pressure of this cold and piercing killing intent, a chill seeped out from his bones, Wang Lianjun's heart twitched, yes, it was only by virtue of the Jindan period that she comprehended the sword intent before she entered Qin Tianqing's eyes, and she would be regarded by them as a target that must be eliminated, after several years of tempering, it seems that this sword is getting sharper and sharper! Cultivation was suppressed, the sword intent was cold, and he looked at Wu Dalin, who was headless on the ground, and the fear in Wang Lianjun's heart that was suppressed seeped out little by little, and the momentum like a rainbow stagnated slightly, and the muscles on his flat arms twitched imperceptibly.

Don't panic! Biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, under the severe pain, the feeling of panic and emptiness in his heart was instantly suppressed, Wang Lianjun's hands danced rapidly, and one after another runes were continuously shot out from his hands, and the fireless and spontaneously combustible talismans flashed with spiritual light, and in front of him, a series of mysterious and incomparably mysterious magic seals were constructed, and with the appearance of these magic seals, the heaven and earth vitality within a radius of several zhang suddenly moved, and was torn violently...... (To be continued.) )