Wang Yan didn't expect that Wang Xin, the sister he had been protecting, would suddenly lose herself and become Ouyang Huo's puppet.

The black 'colored' short sword emitted a faint black light, like fireworks in the dark, lingering, looking so sad and weird.

At the moment when the short sword sank into the 'chest', Wang Yan finally felt pain, not only in the 'physical' body, but also in the 'spirit'. With a shock in his mind, a trace of blood instantly overflowed from the corner of Wang Yan's mouth.

When Wang Yan's body shook, the speed of the black 'colored' short sword did not increase but retreated, and slowly 'inserted' it inside, as if the sound of the sword entering the 'flesh' body at this time was very beautiful. With the sound of tearing cloth and the sound of dripping blood, Wang Yan's face quickly turned pale, and at that moment, he actually forgot to stop it.

"Sister ......" looked at Wang Xin's eyes staring at him sluggishly, his cold eyes were like ice cellars, and the black 'colored' short sword in his hand deeply stabbed Wang Yan's soul. Wang Yan swallowed a mouthful of blood in shock and screamed softly.

Wang Yan's voice was very low and low, as light as a 'spring' silkworm, and swept by like a dragonfly dotting water. But it was like a strong storm, which made Wang Xin's eyes on the opposite side open instantly, and his eyes returned to normal again.

When Wang Xin woke up, he found that Wang Yan's 'chest' was actually 'inserted' with a black 'colored' sword, and above the hilt of the sword was his right hand. His right hand was gripping the hilt of the sword tightly, as if he wanted to let it go in a little more.

"Brother ......" looked at the blood that kept flowing from the hilt of the sword, Wang Xin screamed in fright, like an electric shock, instantly let go of his right hand, and stepped back, but he stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground.

"Huh. Seeing that Wang Xin regained consciousness, a reluctant smile finally appeared on Wang Yan's pale face again. He also pulled out his black short sword with both hands, threw it on the ground, and tore his clothes with both hands, only to hear a snort, and the clothes became in half. Without any extra movements, Wang Yan quickly knotted the two halves of his clothes together, and then bypassed his 'chest' and wrapped them tightly.

The whole process is done in one go, without the slightest superfluous action. Wang Xin on the other side reacted at this time, looking at the crimson blood-colored mark on the clothes in front of his chest, Wang Xin couldn't believe that he did it.

"Well, yes, yes. Looks like we're going to have to do it ourselves. At some point, Ouyang Huo sat back in the chair and looked at Wang Yan, who had already treated the wound, playfully, with a 'fine' light flashing in his eyes, and the cold air was 'forced'.

"Hmph, dog thief. Wang Yan snorted coldly and roared loudly, the Rouyun Sword slashed forward, bringing up a blue 'color' sword qi, and ran straight towards Ouyang Huo, his body was like a swallow, he turned over lightly in the air, and his body advanced five meters, and at this time, that sword qi was just approaching Ouyang Huo.

Looking at the sword qi floating in, Ouyang Huo sneered, and with a slight wave of his hands forward, the sword qi was dissolved. Then, as soon as the sword qi disappeared, he found that a long sword with a white 'colored' crystal embedded in the middle appeared in front of him. Ouyang Huo's figure wanted to retreat, but he found that in addition to the chair behind him, it was the wall, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his somewhat withered palms seemed to be slowly blocking forward.

The moment the withered palm was raised, the front of the palm was completely buried by a yellow 'colored' sword qi, and the sword qi was like a river, rolling towards Wang Yan who jumped up.

The sword qi is fast, but Wang Yan is not slow at this time, too much hatred has made him forget life and death, and he can only apply all the pain to the sword qi in front of him, and then vent it in the entire Ouyang family.

At the same time that Wang Yan's body flipped up in the air, the Rouyun Sword had already split out, and his whole body was tightly wrapped in a piece of blue 'color' sword qi, and the trace of white continued to swim, suppressing the surrounding temperature fiercely. Seeing that he had arrived in front of Ouyang Huo's eyes, he found that he couldn't see Ouyang Huo himself at all at this time, and it was hazy. Frowning slightly, the Rouyun Sword slashed out two swords again, and the body slowly fell.

The anger in his heart had not allowed Wang Yan to rest, his eyes were crimson, and in the dantian, the golden 'colored' ball in the center of the sword cyclone suddenly spun rapidly, and the golden 'colored' sword qi instantly merged into the blue 'colored' sword qi, and the sword cyclone also turned into a 'chaotic' at that moment.

"Ah......h On the Rouyun Sword, the light 'shoots' in four directions, and the surging sword qi is like a demon, as if it is jumping out.

With a whirring sword aura, the Rouyun Sword slashed down fiercely like a god of war.

There was no expected rumbling sound of sword qi colliding, no imaginary sound of furniture shattering, and when the 'chaotic' sword qi slowly disappeared, everything in front of them made Wang Yan and Wang Xin startled again, and they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Where are the houses in front of you? Where are the Ouyang families? In addition to the endless yellow sand, there is a cloudless sky.

Illusions? Everything before was all hallucinations?

But the sudden pain in the 'chest' made Wang Yan quickly lower his head, and his shirt was all wrapped around the 'chest', making it seem that he was stabbed by Wang Xin was true, but why did this happen?

The Rouyun Sword was still pointing straight ahead, and there was still a trace of sword qi lingering on the tip of the sword. In front of the body, there is a striking ravine, which stretches twenty meters away.

Shaking his head, Wang Yan turned around, only to find that Wang Xin had fallen to the ground. I don't know if I was stunned by my sword qi, or if I was 'confused' or 'confused'. Just as Wang Yan was about to adjust Wang Xin's body so that she could have a good rest, there was a sudden "squeaking" sound around her, and she quickly looked up, only to find that she had been surrounded.

Yes, surrounded. Around Wang Yan, the snow-white demonic beasts were looking at him viciously, but there was a trace of blood on the corner of each demonic beast's mouth.

I probably glanced around, and there were about thirty heads. The snow-white fur is even brighter against the yellow sand. A pair of dark eyes, as clear as autumn water, but like a bottomless 'hole', appear extremely deep. The white tail kept swaying from side to side, and it seemed that he was strongly dissatisfied with Wang Yan's awakening.

Heart Magic Mink?

Heart Magic Mink, snow-white, is a kind of intermediate-level magical beast, but it is also the most special kind of magical beast, because they do not need to break through to the legendary god level before they can transform into a human body. However, their 'essence' divine power is terrifyingly high, which can make people unconsciously generate fantasies, construct inner demons, and make people choose to die in pain. If they are not careful, even if the Sword Venerable is in their hands, they will suffer. However, their 'spirit' power is high, but their real attack 'nature' is not good, and they can't even beat some low-level magical beasts. Therefore, they often gather in groups, first laying an illusion, and then one of them transforms into the shape of other magical beasts or people, and 'lures' and 'confuses'. Therefore, their food comes from animals that choose to self-destruct in the illusion. However, at the last moment, Wang Yan turned all his anger into strength and broke this huge illusion, which also caused all the heart magic mink present to be counterattacked.

The city in the sand is fake, presumably at the beginning, this group of phantom mink arranged such a fantasy not far from them, and then the "little mink" came to find a reason to take them in. When you enter the illusion, the thoughts, worries, and friendships in your heart will all be constructed, and the more you are afraid of things, the easier it is to appear in the illusion, and the more real it will be.

Wang Yan secretly wiped a handful of sweat, he almost killed himself under the 'temptation' and 'bewilderment' of this group of demonic beasts, obviously Wang Yan's assassination behavior was also inseparable from this group of demonic mink. Gently stroked Wang Xin's somewhat scattered 'messy' hair a few times, Wang Yan smiled faintly and slowly stood up.

Seeing that Wang Yan suddenly stood up, all the heart magic martens cautiously took a few steps back, and almost at the same time, all the phantom martens' eyes suddenly flashed, Wang Yan clearly felt that the surrounding scenery was changing again, and Ouyang Huo's figure seemed to be about to appear again.

Wang Yan snorted coldly, his eyes were closed, and the Rouyun Sword pointed straight at the sky, and then slashed down with all his strength. Without the foundation laid by the "little mink", the current changes are naturally difficult to make Wang Yan, who has super high 'essence' and divine power, 'confused' and 'confused'. I saw that the moment the Rouyun Sword slashed down, the surrounding scenery shook slightly, and it returned to the real Death Desert.

However, the blue 'colored' sword qi did not stop, and kept rushing forward, and before the two heart magic mink in front of them could dodge quickly, they had already sprinkled two blood mist, leaving two faint traces in the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wang Yan's move made all the phantom minks agitated, and their eyes were full of fear. What's more, suddenly there are two less partners, and it is not easy to recreate the illusion again, and all the phantom mink can only succeed if they rearrange their positions, but their strength will also be greatly reduced. What's more, Wang Yan at this time was very sober.

One by one, the magic marten began to flicker with fear in their eyes, and slowly walked into the distance.

Wang Yan sneered, and said secretly, "Don't you want to eat us?", the Rouyun Sword swung again, and the sword qi kept speeding away in all directions, with a low "squeak" sound, leaving behind a corpse with a phantom mink and a light blue 'color' magic crystal.

For the enemy, Wang Yan will definitely not let the tiger return to the mountain, maybe after this group of heart magic martens go back, they will call a large number of partners to come and set up a big illusion, so they will have to wait for death?

Gently put away the Rouyun Sword, and then walked to the corpse of the phantom mink one by one, and put the phantom marten and the falling magic crystals into the space ring one by one. The fur of the phantom mink is very valuable, and many rich people like this kind of white and shiny fur without a trace of impurities to make clothes.

Picked up a 'sex' life, and then picked up a bunch of money. Wang Yan felt happy when he thought about it, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and walked towards Wang Xin who was lying on the ground.