The soul suffering came, the head suddenly became blank, the blow was stagnant, and the inertia of the limbs caused the Blood Knife Ancestor to crash into Xuanyuan Po, although the stagnation of the blow was still there, but half of the previous half, Xuanyuan Po Ling Diao Feathers opened, flew into the air, and danced the True Yang Sword straight down.

For Xuanyuan Po who dared to step forward to fight against Xiao Cheng Jianhou before, the people who fought in this area were particularly afraid, but at this moment, seeing that he took the initiative to attack, his mouth was so open that he could swallow an egg, and even Feng Qiongji forgot to rush forward.

In the process of the True Yang Sword slashing towards the Blood Sword Ancestor, Wu Zi was asking for the Great Natural Aura, as usual as hooking the Great Natural Aura, and the aura was extremely immense.

Xuanyuan Po didn't let go of a little bit of time, when the Blood Knife Ancestor recovered, the True Yang Sword arrived in front of him, the big knife used to come and go, and he had to block it with his limbs, only to see that the fist was just blasting towards the split True Yang Sword, and the fist drove the great natural aura, that is, the bitterness was a hasty punch, and it was also powerful to the apex for Xuanyuan Po.

Boom!

The two blows came into contact at this moment, and the great natural energy that was triggered suddenly burst out, and the violent wind roared angrily, and those sect disciples who were a kilometer away could feel it, they were once shaken, and a Dacheng peak swordsman could openly confront Xiaocheng Sword Marquis to this extent, is this Xuanyuan Po's cultivation really just a Dacheng peak swordsman!

The force passed through the True Yang Sword into the limbs, and the internal organs in the body were shaken, causing the blood in the veins to flow out a huge current, the face was forced to be bright red, and the heart beat violently.

Because of the incomplete recovery of the soul, the Blood Knife Ancestor didn't move a lot of spiritual power in his body because of this punch, and he relied on the flesh and some great natural aura of the consultation, and he was also shocked backwards under the blow, and he stopped after rubbing a distance in the lot.

"Xuanyuan Po!"

At such a speed of flying backwards, Xuanyuan Po once couldn't control his limbs, if he fell to the ground, I am afraid that even the bones behind him would be broken, Feng Qingxue's spiritual power surged, and he immediately jumped up to take Xuanyuan Po, and the powerful charging force flew backwards with Feng Qingxue, and then broke several big trees before the charging power was completely unloaded, and both of them fell to the ground.

Standing up under the support of Feng Qingxue, Xuanyuan Po's pale face wiped a trace of surprise, although his body was very uncomfortable at the moment, but he finally took the Blood Knife Ancestor with a blow, you know, he and he are only one big level and two small steps.

Shocked, in the end, it was shaken, although everyone felt very afraid when Xuanyuan Po took the initiative to attack the Blood Knife Ancestor, but they basically worshiped his courage, who would have thought that Xuanyuan Po really took the Blood Knife Ancestor's blow, and at the same time shook it back.

"Damn, I'll kill you first today!"

He Xiaocheng Jianhou openly suffered a secret loss at the hands of Dacheng Swordsman, so many people watched, if he could still get by on face, looking at Xuanyuan Po, he couldn't help but feel murderous.

"Warning!"

Feng Qiongji, who had stopped, saw that the Blood Knife Ancestor was murderous, and immediately increased his speed, rushing towards Xuanyuan Po, the opponent was doing this to cover his daughter, no matter how he couldn't let him be injured again, but he didn't know that his behavior had won Xuanyuan Po's approval.

"Okay old man, if you don't come out again, I'm going to die, boy. For the Blood Knife Ancestor, Xuanyuan Po did not have a frightened look on his face, but instead said a word, as if he was letting someone come out.

"The person who wants to move me as a little Chengjian Hou is really crazy!"

Xuanyuan's broken voice fell, and a voice suddenly came from all directions, and immediately attacked the Blood Knife Ancestor together.

Boom!

This blow was faster than the Blood Knife Ancestor, and when he reacted, the blow had landed on his body and exploded, and under the abuse of the energy wave, all of them immediately flew upside down.

"Dacheng Sword Marquis!"

I didn't feel the existence of the power of the air, and I had no choice but to fight against myself together, it must be the Dacheng Sword Marquis, and the Blood Knife Ancestor really couldn't imagine how Sen Luomen would have the existence of the Dacheng Sword Marquis, if he knew, even if he gave himself ten more dares, how would he dare to come.

Holding back the injuries in his body and standing up, the Blood Knife Ancestor invented Xuanyuan in front of his body, in addition to the Feng Qiong Ji that had just passed, there was one more person, and the smell was like that of Dacheng Jianhou.

"Damn, it's the Dacheng Sword Marquis openly. ”

The Blood Knife Ancestor blinked lightly in his eyes, and glanced at the people of the Blood Demon Sect a kilometer away, with a resentful look on his face, he openly turned around and fled, Xiaocheng Jianhou didn't have much chance of winning against Dacheng Jianhou, not to mention that his current spiritual power was less than half of it, and there were still some injuries on his body, he was not as strong as Xuanyuan Po, and he could fight beyond the ranks.

"If you can let you run away in that case, then I, the Dacheng Sword Marquis, will also break through in vain. ”

Xiao Cheng Jianhou is such a big potential coercion, how can he let him escape, his steps are stepped, like the wind, usually swept towards the blood knife ancestor who fled the way, and the seal was consolidated in the palm of his hand, and the spiritual power could be seen in the movement of the palm print, and a strong smell was distributed from the palm print.

"Wind Booster!"

At a short distance from the Blood Knife Ancestor, the palm print of the Sorrowful Pole Xing suddenly came out, flashing with an angry roar, and the large natural aura gathered behind the tail was visible to the naked eye.

"Tyrant Knife Split!"

The courage of the Wind Urging Seal was so unstoppable, the Blood Knife Ancestor had no way to avoid it, so he had to stop his limbs stiffly, and all the remaining spiritual power in his body poured out, and he turned around and slashed down.

The next moment, the Wind Urging Seal was pasted on the edge of the big knife, and under the surprised and puzzled eyes of everyone and even Xuanyuan Po, the Wind Urging Seal was actually split into two by the knife edge, and the Blood Knife Ancestor was also very puzzled, was the third-level high-level spiritual skill urged by Dacheng Sword Marquis really so cheap and destroyed, but at the same time, he was more happy, maybe he could escape the catastrophe, but the next moment, the Blood Knife Ancestor's face immediately became half-convinced.

I saw that although the Wind Urging Seal was divided into two, the speed of the vultures did not decrease, and one left and one right were quickly imprinted on the chest of the Blood Knife Ancestor. The Wind Urging Seal was wiped out at this moment, turning into a surging spiritual power explosion, and the strong wind roared from the chest of the Blood Knife Ancestor, and the explosion resounded all around, and the scattered trees around it were all shattered, and the flowers and grass were all lifted, showing the exposed land.

The furious energy was wiped out, and the Blood Knife Ancestor was connected to the posture of splitting out the big knife, but at this time, his skin was open, his face was completely ruined, blood flowed out of his mouth, and the big knife in his hand fell, and he fell to the ground.

"Sect Master, Sect Master is dead?"

"The Sect Master is dead!

The sect masters of Xiaocheng Sword Marquis were all dead, how could the people of the Blood Demon Sect dare to stay, and they immediately fled in panic and fled for their lives.

"All the people of Senlomon, kill them with me!"

His life was once coming to an end, how could it not be tempting at such a good time today, and with an order, Feng Qiongji took the lead and stopped several of the strongest elders in Vientiane, and he wanted to fully deal with the worries of Sen Luomen at the last moment of his life.

Chou Jixing did not make another move, but dragged the corpse of the ancestor of the blood knife to Xuanyuan Po's side, handed over the corpse to Xuanyuan Po and stood after a hundred years, his behavior is undoubtedly to tell everyone that he is Xuanyuan Po's person, hand and mouth, then in the future, if anyone wants to move Xuanyuan Po, he must weigh it first.

Feng Qingxue originally wanted to let Chou Jixing help his father again, but he didn't open his mouth without shame, everyone had funded the killing of Sen Luomen's biggest coercion, why not ask others without shame, and Xuanyuan Po didn't mean to let Chou Jixing make a move again, sat cross-legged, and started to recover the injuries in his body.

Rumble!

Boom!

Whew!

After another battle, the strongest elders of the Blood Demon Sect had all been killed, Feng Qiongji wanted to deal with a few more, but suddenly his face turned pale, blood spurted out, and Xiao Chengjianhou's courage suddenly withered, his limbs were overwhelmed, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

"Father!"

Although he had long known that it would be so good to cast the Desperate Blood Burning Technique, when this scene came, Feng Qingxue Wu was completely beautiful, and he came to Feng Qiongji's side with agility.

"Xiaoxue, my good daughter, for the sake of Sen Luomon, my father has to do that, but I pity you, I didn't have a mother when I was born, and now, ahem, I want to lose my father again. "Blood has always gushed out of Feng Qiongji's mouth, and the wet red robe has also infected the dress of Feng Qingxue.

"No, father, you won't die, don't leave me!" Two lines of tears flowed from his cheeks, and Feng Qingxue's voice became trembling, he was born hard, and the best thing for him was his father. But now even his father is leaving him.

"After I leave, you will definitely let this young man succeed to the position of the head of Senluomen, with him, Senluomen will definitely play a big role in the future, and I am worthy of the ancestor." ”

Stretched out his weakened hand and touched Feng Qingxue's cheek, Feng Qiongji's eyes full of loving eyes drooped and closed, and the hand slipped down and fell to the ground weakly.

"Father, father. At this time, Feng Qingxue was like a small animal that had just lost a loved one, usually shaking his limbs lightly, and his face was simply dull.

"Father!"

The next moment, Feng Qingxue raised his head to the sky and cried, and the heart-rending feeling made people feel heartache when they saw it.

The people who were chasing and killing the Blood Demon Sect, Sen Luomen, had also come back at this time, wrapping Feng Qingxue in the middle of the corpse of Feng Qiong Ji, and they all lowered their heads. Although the Blood Demon Sect was defeated, but now the sect masters have all gone, and the dragons in the gate have no leader, what should be done in the future, can Sen Luomen still go down one after another, and where should he go.

At this time, a hand was on Feng Qingxue's shoulder, and the person who came was Xuanyuan Po, this kind of sourness of losing his relatives he leaned over to the side, seeing that, he thought of his parents again: "Sad but not sad." ”

"I'm fine. ”

Feng Qingxue wiped away her tears, said weakly, hugged the corpse of Qiongji and walked towards Sen Luomen, everyone followed her, Xuanyuan Po was no exception.

Half an hour later, everyone returned to Senluomen, or temporarily performed their duties, counting the number of casualties, a few days later, the people of Senluomen buried Feng Qiongji in the spiritual tomb of the previous heads of the mountains behind Senluomen.

Although the wind season has gone, but the wind and snow seem to have changed a person, if she was young before, making people like a willow breeze, then now it is a harsh winter, extremely cold, rarely in contact with people, although the Sen Luomen is well organized, but for a long time, it is definitely not good for her body and mind.

After resuming this fact, Xuanyuan Po naturally knew that Feng Qingxue buried his original self in his heart, not only to better handle Senluomen, but also to hide his sadness.

But today's Sen Luomen is not so easy to handle.