As soon as the words fell, the face of the Cold Whip Immortal suddenly shook violently, the convulsions changed several times, cold sweat gushed out on his forehead, his face was extremely pale, his lips trembled, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at the Fuyuan Immortal, his eyes were pleading, desperate, "Second Uncle-" The Cold Whip Immortal's heart was filled with endless fear, and he knew the fate of once he showed up.

Xiao Yang's powerful sword power was unstoppable.

Today, Xiao Yang desperately killed the door, just to take his own life.

The Cold Whip Immortal could feel the strong hatred spreading from Xiao Yang's body.

His eyes flashed with intense remorse.

He already knew that Jun Tieying had a pivotal position in Xiao Yang's heart, but the Cold Whip Immortal was even more confident that even if he killed Jun Tieying, Xiao Yang would be helpless. As everyone knows, it will cause such a monstrous disaster, and now in the territory of the Divine Whip Gate, Elder Taishang can't save his life.

The soles of the Cold Whip Immortal's feet seemed to take root, and his pupils looked at the Fuyuan Immortal with dull pupils, and he shook his head desperately, "Don't, Second Uncle - I don't want to go out - I don't want to die!" ”

In the middle of the air in the distance, Xiao Yang raised the incense flint with a cold expression, stared at the Hengyuan Immortal coldly, and said slowly, "I count three times, I must see the old thief of the cold whip!" ”

Hengyuan Immortal's face sank again in an instant.

"Three!"

The sound was like a heavy hammer that slammed into the bodies of all the disciples of the Divine Whip Sect.

The pupils of the Hengyuan Immortal shrank sharply, and his gaze subconsciously glanced towards the distance on the side, and anxiety flashed between his eyebrows.

Incense and flint, there is no room for error!

"Two!"

Xiao Yang's voice suddenly raised a few points, loud and piercing, resounding through the sky.

Around him, several immortal-level fierce beast powerhouses burst out with a strong and powerful momentum on their bodies at this moment.

A roar, deafening.

The ground in the cave trembled.

The Fuyuan Immortal sighed, and suddenly, the shot was like lightning, and his figure flickered, directly grabbed the Cold Whip Immortal, and came out in a flash, standing side by side with the Hengyuan Immortal.

"Don't—" At this time, the miserable cry of the Chill Whip Immortal had time to resound.

Xiao Yang's gaze glanced over, and in an instant, the blood-red light in his eyes shot out like a sharp arrow, and the monstrous bloodthirsty killing intent surged out, spreading throughout the heavens and the earth, and almost everyone felt that at this moment, the air around them seemed to become a little colder.

Fu Yuan's face couldn't help but sink again, judging from Xiao Yang's eyes at the moment, I am afraid that it is difficult for the whole thing to have room for maneuver.

However, to watch the Cold Whip Immortal die, the Fuyuan Immortal was really unwilling.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his mind raced to think about countermeasures.

The Cold Whip Immortal had already lost his former majesty at this moment, his face was pale and trembling, and he didn't dare to look into Xiao Yang's eyes.

At this moment, he really tried the taste of fear of death. A picture involuntarily popped up in his mind - the people who were chosen as their furnaces, the moment they were sent to the altar where they were, the desperate eyes were not exactly what he felt at this moment?

Is this retribution?

The Cold Whip Immortal kept shouting in the depths of his heart, looking at the two Supreme Elders with pleading and desperate eyes, "Help me-"

"Cold! Whip! Old! Thief! ”

At this time, Xiao Yang's gritted teeth and Sen Leng shouted loudly in the distance.

Like a bell and drum rumbling down, the body of the Cold Whip Immortal shook violently.

Feeling the overwhelming killing machine, the Cold Whip Immortal subconsciously blocked his luck, and then slowly turned around and looked at Xiao Yang, his eyes were pleading, "Xiao Yang, I know I was wrong, you spare me, I can give you whatever you want." ”

The corners of Xiao Yang's mouth raised a sinister smile, "I want your life!" ”

Shout!

Xiao Yang waved his hand, and a silver needle broke through the air.

Sou!

The figure of the Cold Whip Immortal suddenly flashed, dodging Xiao Yang's blow.

Xiao Yang glanced at the Cold Whip Immortal, the incense flint in his hand was slowly raised, and he shook his head with a sigh, "I don't like people to resist." ”

As soon as the words fell, the face of the Cold Whip Immortal suddenly changed, and his hands and feet instantly became cold.

The eyes flashed with unwillingness, despair, and grievance!

This is the Whip Gate! It's your own territory!

But now, he can only be at the mercy of the other party, and even at this moment, Xiao Yang's words, he can't avoid his attack-

The body of the Cold Whip Immortal trembled violently, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a fierce look, "Xiao Yang, you-don't force me!" ”

Xiao Yang shook his head, looked directly at the two Fu Yuan Immortals, and said indifferently, "I also want to try, whether it is the speed at which I destroy the incense flint or the speed of the cold whip old thief's counterattack." ”

Hearing this, the expressions of the two Fu Yuan Immortals suddenly changed suddenly, and their eyes were extremely gloomy.

The corners of Xiao Yang's mouth were lightly raised, the incense flint stolen by the little fat man was too timely, and he immediately choked the lifeblood of the Divine Whip Gate. Originally, Xiao Yang also planned to spend a drop of sword power on the body of the Cold Whip Immortal, but now it seems that it is completely unnecessary.

"Xiao Yang!" Fuyuan Immortal raised his eyes and glanced over at this time, and said in a deep voice, "Leave a line for doing things, and see each other in the future." Why are you so aggressive? ”

Xiao Yang smiled sadly, "Why don't you ask the old thief of the cold whip, why don't you leave a line for my beloved woman!" I don't need any nonsense, today it's just to take the life of the old thief! Blood-red eyes stared at the Chillwhip Immortal.

The pupils of the Fuyuan Immortal shook, and after a while, he glanced at the Hengyuan Immortal, and the Hengyuan Immortal shook his head gently-

The two of them had planned to take advantage of their unpreparedness to recapture the incense stone, but Xiao Yang had always maintained a high level of vigilance and did not give him any hope at all.

Almost subconsciously clenched his fist slightly, and after the chest of the Fuyuan Immortal rose and fell slightly for a while, he immediately said in a heavy tone, "Cold Whip, you--must not resist." ”

The body of the Cold Whip Immortal shook strongly, and his eyes instantly swelled with intense despair.

The body trembled, and after a while, his eyes suddenly stared at Xiao Yang, with a hideous look - if he didn't resist, he was doomed to die!

If you die, you must not sit still!

At this moment, the Cold Whip Immortal exuded a strong killing intent as if he was crazy, and roared in a low voice, "I'll fight with you!" ”

Between the words, Xiao Yang raised his hand with a cold expression and swung his sword at the incense flint.

"Stop!"

The exclamation from the Hengyuan Immortal shouted, and his figure flickered out in an instant, grabbed the Cold Whip Immortal, and clapped his hands ruthlessly-

Bang!

The dantian of the Cold Whip Immortal was destroyed in an instant!

A scream.

Hengyuan Immortal's eyes also flashed with a trace of unbearability, but today's Cold Whip Immortal is destined to die, if he is made to go crazy before he dies and causes the Divine Whip Gate to lose the incense stone, it is definitely not worth it.

"He will give it to you, give me the incense stone." Hengyuan Immortal's eyes stared coldly at Xiao Yang, and he had been suppressing the infinite killing intent in his heart.

Xiao Yang is so wanton to make trouble with the Divine Whip Sect, and now in this situation, every disciple of the Divine Whip Sect is eager to cut Xiao Yang with a thousand knives!

It's just that the first thing to be cut by a thousand knives now is the Cold Whip Immortal!

"Don't worry, the old thief is not dead yet." Xiao Yang's face showed a cold sneer, and with a wave of his hand, silver needles slammed into the body of the Cold Whip Immortal, and for a while, the body of the Cold Whip Immortal seemed to be suffering like ten thousand ants devouring the heart, and the screams of grief kept ringing out, shaking people's souls.

The whole world, except for the screams of the Chill Whip Immortals, was silent.

Xiao Yang turned over the incense stone and put it into the broken bowl of the master, this scene made the faces of Fu Yuan Immortal and others change again, and before Xiao Yang took out the incense stone, he couldn't act rashly.

The body of the Cold Whip Immortal was frozen in mid-air, less than ten meters away from Xiao Yang.

This distance of ten meters is a nightmare that cannot be erased for eternity and eternity for the Cold Whip Immortal.

A scream and mourning turned for a long time, stimulating everyone's souls.

"You kill me—kill me—" The Chillwhip Immortal's gaze was pleading, and at this moment, he wanted to die more than the endless torment of excruciating pain!

"Killing you with a sword would be too cheap for you." Xiao Yang said softly, in the eyes of the Demon Gate, Xiao Yang at this moment is more like an evil demon!

Every word he said made the Chill Whip Immortal feel fear from the soul.

At the same time, the rest of the people in the Divine Whip Sect were also terrified, and they didn't dare to take a breath more, and no one dared to act rashly without any instructions from the two Supreme Elders.

One silver needle after another wandered in the veins of the Coldwhip Immortal, and the sharp pain in the heart seemed to make the Coldwhip Immortal feel that he had gone to the Nose Hell and was suffering from the torment and punishment of the eighteenth layer of hell.

Pain!

It hurts like a soul.

Xiao Yang's voice sounded indifferently, "This wave of pain is relatively light compared to the suffering you have suffered in the past ten years. ”

Xiao Yang put away the golden sword, stretched out his arms, and in an instant, the Thousand Phoenix Divine Swords appeared together.

The light of a thousand divine swords hovered above Xiao Yang's head.

"I'll give you a treat." Xiao Yang said softly, "The premise is that my thousand swords will cut off a piece of meat from you first." ”

The calm tone made everyone around feel a creep.

Thousands of knives, Ling Chi was executed!

The eyes of the Chillwhip Immortal showed intense fear, and he pleaded—

Shout!

A Thousand Phoenix Divine Sword broke through the air with vengeful hatred and slashed straight away!

Hmmm――

On the side of the chest of the Chill Whip Immortal, a piece of flesh about the size of a copper coin was cut off.

"Ah!!!!h

The screams resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"First sword." Xiao Yang waved his hand indifferently, and in an instant, another divine sword shot out, leaving a blood hole the size of a copper coin on the body of the Cold Whip Immortal almost identically. "Second sword."

The sky reverberated with the screams and wails of the Chillwhip Immortal.

In the distance, Fu Yuan Immortal's eyes closed heavily, his body couldn't help but tremble, and his hands had already clenched his fists violently, enduring the killing intent.

He never imagined that he would actually see his most valued relatives and disciples being executed by Ling Chi in the sky above the main hall of the Divine Whip Gate!

"Cold whip, the second uncle will definitely avenge you." Fu Yuan Immortal secretly thought quietly in his heart, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't watch the bloody and cruel scene in front of him at all.