A head flutters under the moon.

The sword qi is like a shuttle, and with Ning Yi collecting the sword and returning it to the sheath, thousands of it is gathered back into the fine snow sheath.

He raised his left hand, and his divinity scattered the blood of the emperor, turning it into a puff of blood mist, while the mountain scroll swept the head and landed steadily in his hand.

The artistic conception of the king of Chujiang is still shrouded in the wilderness.

This was enough to be included in the top five "top-level Dao realms" among the many Dao realms, suppressing all living beings within a radius of five miles, the frost grass quickly withered, and the earth became barren.

King Chu Jiang turned around with a gloomy expression and looked at the black-robed man carrying the old man of Xiaoge: "Ning Yi...... Do you know how long the lineage of King Pingnan has been passed down? There is only one son. ”

The skull in Ning Yi's hand was still dripping blood.

He whispered, "It's useless to talk too much. If you want to do it, you can do it now. ”

King Chu Jiang's face was expressionless, and he pointed out.

The Dao Realm of Silence, like the tide of the sea, rushed towards Ning Yi, and the whole wilderness was like the ground trembling, and thousands of dead qi roared and rolled, like thousands of troops and horses, and like a flood beast.

Ning Yi just stretched out his right hand, and a touch of pure yang qi bloomed on his fingertips, and the tide crossed and swallowed him, and this pure yang qi evolved into countless avenues, and merged with the "Dao Fetus Long River" in harmony, and one lotus flower after another bloomed around Ning Yi's body.

The Silence Dao Realm can wipe out all vitality.

But it can't extinguish a wisp of pure yang energy!

The second hall of the underworld, squinting his eyes, staring at a ray of light in the dark night.

Ning Yi broke through in a desperate situation...... Is it because of this wisp of "qi"?

King Chu Jiang did not use his sword again, let alone attack with all his strength...... As he said, there is actually only one sword tonight, and there is only the first sword, which is a sword full of killing intent.

For King Chu Jiang, killing a person is far simpler than saving a person.

If the assassin of the underworld does not draw his sword for the sake of killing, then he is not far from death.

Ning Yi also sensed the "abnormality" of the King of Chujiang, the monks of the underworld have always been vigorous and resolute, killing people for thousands of miles without leaving a sound, and it is very rare that there will be a head-on confrontation...... As he thought, after Li Changshou died, King Chujiang no longer had the point of fighting him.

"Ning Yi, you are very good. ”

King Chu Jiang, who was constantly suppressing with the Silent Annihilation Dao Realm, was never able to see through this pure yang qi, and with his realm, he couldn't understand this "immortal qi" at all.

He raised his sleeves and took in the Dao Realm, "After tonight, what happened to Yan Xiling...... I will report to Your Highness one by one, the anger of the King of Pingnan in Hongfuhe is not something that ordinary people can bear. ”

Ning Yi carried Li Changshou's head and smiled calmly.

Your Excellency smiled. ”

He said lightly: "Isn't it just the only son of a prince? someone who can't be killed more than him...... I've also killed. ”

King Chu Jiang frowned, a little unsure of what Ning Yi meant.

He has also killed someone who can't be killed more than Li Changshou?

Ning Yi carried his head with one hand, and lightly tapped his fingers with the other hand, a flying sword swept across the wilderness, hovering in front of him, the young man stepped on the flying sword lightly, looked at King Chu Jiang, and said softly: "The second sword of tonight, Ning has written it down." ”

A flying sword pierced through the wilderness.

King Chu Jiang's face was gloomy, staring at Ning Yi's distant figure, and when he heard this, he didn't care about it at all...... But Shenchi is vaguely uncomfortable.

......

......

"Kill!"

A rough roaring voice, iron armor like a tide, surrounded Yan

On the outer edge of the mountain, according to the arrangement of the small pavilion elder of the Sanqing Pavilion, there were only more than 500 iron horsemen at the beginning, and then the number continued to increase, led by several masters of the Ten Realms, forming a formation outside the mountain range, and a battle broke out with a few people who broke through.

Wen Tao has the highest realm, and he is proficient in formations, the iron horse can't stop him, and he quickly tears a hole...... According to the deduction of Ning Yi's life scroll, after he broke through, the entire Yan Xiling array was scattered.

"Light rain!"

Wen Fatzi is disheveled, although he is a life star, but he is not good at fighting, Li Changshou deliberately prepared several forbidden trapping formations for him in the Taoist Cabinet, and now he has broken through, and he is also seriously injured, in previous years, he was looking for dragon points, exploring tombs and stepping on tombs, where would he encounter such a scene? Tear open the array and look back, and find that Gu Xiaoyu, Xuanjing, and Wu Daozi were all trapped in it by iron horses...... It turned out that when Li Changshou set up the array, he didn't think about trapping and killing such a fateful star as him, and all the monks under the Ten Realms would die in Yan Xiling, as for the "survivors" who escaped, they would wait for the overall situation to settle down, and then slowly clean it up.

Suddenly, Wen Tao killed again.

He slapped a horse in black armor and turned people on their backs, and then blocked an arrow for Gu Xiaoyu on his back, and the purple gold robe behind him suddenly cracked, revealing a pair of golden silk soft armor, the light of the treasure flashed, and the arrow exploded and blossomed, but even so, there was also strength hidden in it, and Wen Tao spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Destiny!"

Fat Wen sighed in his heart, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked back, the outer edge of the mountain range was layers of countless iron armor, and there were still a few blurred figures hidden in the moonlight...... The number of cultivators besieging and killing Yan Xiling is still increasing, and it is impossible to see what forces there are.

Shu Mountain has made a lot of enemies over the years, and the enemies of the holy mountain are calculated with or without intention...... It seems that he also attended the "siege" tonight, and he broke through by himself before, and it was clear that there was no monk in the Star Realm.

Now this arrow ...... If I hadn't had the armor, I'm afraid I would have been robbed!

The little guy was covered in blood, carrying Mrs. Xuanzhu on his back, holding the frost in one hand, his expression was calm to the extreme, and he was silent, and wiped the blood on his cheek with the back of his palm.

The same is true of Xuanjing, the boy and the girl give their backs to each other without reservation.

"Uncle Shi, you don't have to come back, I can kill Yan Xiling. ”

Gu Xiaoyu spoke softly, her tone firm.

"You!" Wen Tao's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and the little guy didn't know the seriousness of tonight...... There is already a fate in the Star Realm that has begun to plot against him, and if it drags on, there will only be more and more people.

Wu Daozi's side was also miserable, he kept shaking out his treasure weapon, constantly defending, constantly being broken through by iron armor and dark arrows, and at this moment he was already soaked in blood.

He broke through and rushed over, and the four cultivators leaned together.

"It's really been eight lifetimes of blood mold, and I chose to be a thief ship with Ning Yi!"

Wu Daozi scolded and scolded, and said: "This kid is definitely wrong in his hexagram, his mother's people are beating more and more, Lao Tzu saw the enemies of the year, and they all came to settle accounts tonight!"

Wen Tao was stunned.

He suddenly understood where the men who had released the dark arrows had come from.

I'm afraid that Wu Daozi's rumors have already leaked out, and he was captured by Li Changshou in advance, and stayed tonight to inform the enemies of the family, and add wind and fire to Yan Xiling.

"Is Ning Yi's fight over?" Wu Daozi stared at the mountains in the distance, gritted his teeth and said, "Drag it out again...... We're all going to die here. ”

Wen Tao said meaningfully: "I have a way to live." ”

Wu Daozi was stunned, and ominous thoughts suddenly rose in his heart.

"Hey, hey, hey—

- Fellow Daoists, Heroes and Heroes!"

Wen Tao shook the starlight, letting his voice spread throughout the mountains, and at the same time dragged Gu Xiaoyu Xuanjing away from Wu Daozi, "We don't know this monk, you have revenge, don't miscalculate, it's innocent." ”

Wu Daozi didn't have time to scold, and a cold arrow turned into wind and thunder, and suddenly shot out!

A tortoise shell shattered.

The monk fled in great confusion.

However, Wen Tao didn't gloat for long, and the same wisp of wind and thunder, with a swift momentum, shot the purple gold crown on his forehead and exploded.

In the darkness, a gloomy voice was heard.

"The lives of the Shushan monk and this tomb robber, I will leave them all tonight!"

The great cultivator of the Star Realm, who didn't know where to hide, used the starlight to transmit the sound, opened the bow and pulled the arrow again, and after accumulating full strength, a mighty wind and thunder pierced the void and pointed directly at Wen Tao's eyebrows.

The next moment.

The void shattered, and a black shirt suddenly appeared, carrying a bloody head, and a weak little finch lying in his arms, with a withered god.

Ning Yi twisted the arrow with two fingers, and instantly crushed this wisp of wind and thunder.

"Little ...... Little junior brother?!"

Wen Tao's face at that moment couldn't tell whether it was surprise or stunned.

Dressed in black under the moon, it is like killing immortals.

Ning Yi crushed the arrow with one hand and looked coldly in one direction.

"Ning Yi?!Are you still alive?!"

The great cultivator who shot the dark arrow in the distance instantly chuckled in his heart, as if he was being targeted by an ancient fierce beast, and he turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Ning Yi rode the sword, the mountains and rivers shattered, and truly turned into a wind and thunder, smashing three or four swift arrows with a flick of his fingers along the way, but with only two breaths, he directly caught up with this great cultivator.

"The Destiny Star Monk of the Taiyou Mountain in the Eastern Realm?"

Ning Yi sneered, pressed this person's shoulder with one hand, exerted force with his five fingers, and directly pinched the shoulder to pieces, and in a puff of blood mist, he said faintly: "Can you recognize this person's head?"

The Taiyou Mountain Monk was stunned, and when he saw the terrifying head hanging in front of Ning Yi, his face turned pale in an instant.

"Little ...... Little Pavilion Old?!"

"Your life, I stayed. Ning Yi urged the divinity to smash this Taiyou Mountain monk in an instant, and the entire body of the life star was beaten into a blood mist by the majestic divinity, his face was expressionless, he stepped on the flying sword, and quickly swept to the next location, the original dark place, when the flying sword arrived, was completely lit up by the divinity.

It all happened so fast that no one reacted.

A long, angry roar rang out in the night sky.

"Li Changshou misunderstood me!!"

With a bang, the flesh exploded.

Ning Yi directly blew up the second Destiny Star Great Cultivator who was hiding in the shadows.

The death of these two fateful stars...... It's just too shocking.

This scene also appeared more than ten years ago, and the one who acted so cruelly and unscrupulously in Tiandu was also a certain little uncle in Shushan.

Ning Yi, who was surrounded by starlight and blood mist, suddenly raised the flying sword at the bottom of his feet.

He hung high under the moon and looked down on everyone.

Those cultivators who participated in the siege, armor warriors, iron knights, looked at the black-robed sword cultivators in the air, and there was only one thought in their hearts...... This man is a cold-blooded demon in the true sense of the word!

Ning Yi pulled out the fine snow, and the sword light trembled like water under the moon.

He said softly.

"I can't blame you for your death tonight, if you want to blame it, blame Li Changshou. ”