"Uh-huh—it hurts!" you dared to hit me so hard!

Lin Chuyi slowly got up from the ground, feeling that his whole body was falling apart, he looked at Xu Huange angrily, and said in his heart, wait for you to recover your senses, see how I clean you up!

I wanted to use Lin Chuyi as bait, but before the trick succeeded, Xu Huange intercepted it, Yu Anming's eyes were cold, and he grabbed the folding fan in his hand and fanned it towards Xu Huange.

A puff of white smoke and dust came to their faces, and everyone couldn't help but blinded their eyes with their hand sleeves, only to see that in the haze, Yu Anming and the silver-haired young man shot together and officially started the fight with Xu Huange.

Seeing the two confronting Xu Huange alone, Lin Chuyi couldn't help but worry, turned to look at Yu Xiyancheng and said, "The two of them are united, should we go up and help Huange?"

Yu Xiyancheng pointed ahead and said, "I don't have to, you see!"

I saw another black smoke coming out of Xu Huange's body, and a beautiful woman came out of his body and faced Yu An Anming and the silver-haired boy.

These thousands of souls in Xu Huange's body made the crazy Xu Huange have multiple clones!

"Boom—boom—" Several powerful forces echoed through the passage, and the entire passage shook like an earthquake.

The three of them hit the ground from the sky, no matter up or down, and the two who were hiding behind the rocks were almost shaken by the shaking mountain and shocked into the Purple Soul Refining Altar.

The female soul wrapped around the silver-haired boy's body, and used its sharp fingers to pierce the silver-haired boy's chest, the silver-haired boy raised the golden tent in his hand and emitted a golden light, and the soul disappeared smoothly, and after the golden light dissipated, the female soul gathered from the darkness again.

Yu Anming held an iron fan in his hand, and a silver annual ring light wave attacked Xu Huange, Xu Huange held the Heavenly Blood Soul Staff, and its tip blade slashed into the air, and a black barrier swallowed the light wave attacked by Yu Anming, and then Xu Huange pushed forward hard, and the light wave of the engulfing annual rings fused at the tip of the blade quickly shot towards Yu Anming.

Yu Anming's eyes were cold, and he frowned and lifted the iron fan hard, blocking the annual rings that he attacked.

Yu Anming himself used much strength to attack Xu Huange, he understood better than anyone else. Just heard the "click", the tip blade of the Heavenly Blood Soul Staff passed through the iron fan in Yu Anming's hand, Yu Anming sweated on his forehead, stared at the tip blade that was about to ingest his chest with wide eyes, wrinkled his good-looking eyebrows, and seemed to use all his strength to push forward, "snap" There was a loud sound, the iron fan was torn and split into two, and the tip blade shot into Yu Anming's chest, Yu Anming's whole person was knocked back three meters and fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"!" Lin Chuyi exclaimed in surprise from the side.

Yu Xiyancheng saw in his eyes, Yu Anming's skill was so powerful, at this moment, he resisted the huge strength of his own shots, if ordinary people were afraid, they would have already died in Huangquan.

Yu An Ming wiped the blood from his mouth, and did not give Xu Huange time to make a move, only to see him tear off the Heavenly Blood Soul Staff that was shot into his chest without changing his face, and bright red blood overflowed from his chest, and his right hand hit the front blade of the Heavenly Blood Soul Staff, causing it to hit back in the direction of Xu Huange.

Then, Yu Anming quickly jumped up from the ground and jumped down from the Purple Soul Refining Altar.

Yu Xi Yancheng and Lin Chuyi looked at Yu Xi's strange behavior, and the two immediately looked at each other. What the hell is this Yu Anming doing, how did he jump out of this Purple Soul Refining Altar?

Could it be that he couldn't beat him, so he jumped down and committed suicide?

When a ray of purple light flashed out from the Purple Soul Refining Altar, it proved that everyone's idea was still too simple.

I saw Yu Anming holding the Qianqing Sword and jumped up from the Purple Soul Refining Altar, turned over and flew to the ground.

"He actually took out the Qianqing Sword from the Purple Soul Refining Altar!" Yu Xiyancheng frowned, stood up and raised his eyes to look at the divine sword in Yu Anming's hand.

The Qianqing Sword is worthy of being the treasure of the Sword Spirit Villa, and everywhere it goes, it is full of purple light.

"Is this really the Qianqing Sword, right? Why did he take it out? Isn't he unable to pull out the sword?" Lin Chuyi looked at Yu Xiyancheng and asked.

"I think there are enough people......"

"What number?" Lin Chuyi frowned.

"The number of the dead sacrifices. Yu Xiyancheng looked at the Purple Soul Refining Altar in the distance and said, "Once you have gathered enough soul refining sword, the sealed Qianqing Sword will be reopened, so as to regain the ...... of the Lord."

"Recognize the Lord again?" Lin Chuyi looked at Yu Anming in the distance, only to see a purple light flickering, and he pulled out the Qianqing Sword in the hilt of the sword, pointing at Xu Huange in the distance.

"So, he's already the master of this Qianqing Sword......"

I saw Yu Anming holding the Qianqing sword in his hand, and a purple light erupted from the tip of the sword, and the female soul wrapped around the silver-haired young man's body let out a "hiss" scream into the air, and then instantly turned into a pool of black smoke and disappeared.

"As soon as Qianqing comes out, the soul is clear. Yu Xiyancheng looked at the black smoke in the distance that had not regathered.

In this way, the female soul in Xu Huange's body will no longer be able to be used, and he can only rely on his own strength at the moment.

Yu Anming raised the Qianqing sword in his hand and stabbed at Xu Huange. Without the interference of the female soul, the silver-haired young man flew to Yu Anming's side, grabbed the golden scepter in his hand, and stabbed at Xu Huange with a wooden look, and fought against Xu Huange with Yu Anming.

Xu Huange threw the Heavenly Blood Soul Staff into the sky, punched the tip of the Qianqing Sword, and punched the golden staff in the hands of the silver-haired young man, and the black qi in the palms of the left and right fists opposed the two qi forces shot out by the two, flashing a huge bright light, so that Lin Chuyi and Yu Xiyancheng on the side couldn't open their eyes.

Xu Huange suddenly raised his head, gathered all his strength and shouted at the sky: "Ah-"

Immediately, there was a loud "boom", and a black qi burst out from the tip of the Heavenly Blood Soul Staff, directly interrupting the confrontation between the three of them, and the three of them were scattered by the qi and retreated three meters away.

Yu Anming stroked his injured chest and took a deep breath, while the silver-haired boy was shaken to the side motionless.

At this moment, the front section of the Heavenly Blood Soul Staff hooked out a silver thread, and the Qianqing Sword in Yu Anming's hand was tightly clasped, Xu Huange jumped up, picked up the Heavenly Blood Soul Staff floating in the air, and pulled it hard.

Yu Anming immediately raised the Qianqing Sword in his hand and pulled it in the opposite direction.

"It's not so easy to take away my Qianqing Sword! I want to see if your silver wire is powerful, or my Qianqing Sword is powerful!" As he spoke, Yu Anming twisted the Qianqing Sword to the right so that its blade was facing the silver wire, trying to cut it off.

But how can the silver filament of the Heavenly Blood Soul Staff be cut so easily, both are artifacts, and the confrontation between artifacts and artifacts ultimately compares to the user's ability.

Just when the two were at a stalemate, Yu Xiyancheng suddenly smiled and said, "It's our turn to play." ”

Lin Chuyi was stunned for a while, and before he could understand what he meant, he saw Yu Xiyancheng slowly approaching the silver-haired young man, taking advantage of his injustice behind him, he grabbed his neck, and took out the knife in his hand and clasped it on his face.

The silver-haired young man's eyes were dull, without any resistance, and it seemed that after Yu Anming's instructions, the whole person seemed to have lost his soul and was at the mercy of others.

"Miss Lin, help me tie him up!"

Lin Chuyi immediately took out the chain in his sleeve and tied his arm. After everything was perfected, Yu Xiyancheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at Yu Anming with cold eyes, and shouted: "Little uncle, look at who I have?"

Lin Chuyi was dumbfounded for a moment, this smile was exactly the same as Yu Anming's, even the threatening tone was so similar. There is a different look in his eyes.

Yu Anming looked at it in a blink of an eye, suddenly frowned, and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"

"Of course I killed him!" Yu Xi Yancheng picked up the sharp knife and stabbed the silver boy in the chest, and suddenly blood dripped from the silver boy's chest, but the silver boy was still indifferent, and his eyes looked straight ahead.

"You!huff—" Yu Anming's face turned blue, and a mouthful of blood gushed out in anger.

"Hmm, what's the matter, angry?" Yu Xiyancheng smiled and picked up the knife in his hand and pushed it forward again, and more blood spilled out.

Lin Chuyi looked at the more and more blood that was shedding and panicked, she didn't expect Yu Xiyancheng to do this. Although Yu Anming is the most evil, but the young man in front of him is an innocent person, and he knew at a glance that he was manipulated by Yu Anming's mind, and if he stabbed it again, he was afraid that it would really cause trouble.

Lin Chuyi hurriedly pulled Yu Xiyancheng's sleeve and said softly: "I can't stab ...... anymore"

Yu Xiyancheng ignored it, and still smiled and threatened Yu Anming: "Little uncle, if you don't let go, he will die." ”

Yu Xiyancheng pushed the knife in his hand forward again.

"Stop!" Yu Anming suddenly put down the Qianqing Sword in his hand, jumped over, punched the two of them, snatched the silver-haired young man, and flew to the side with his waist.

It may be that Yu Anming has been seriously injured, and he has no strength to attack the two of them, and the two of them easily dodged.

Xu Huange raised the Heavenly Blood Soul Staff in his hand and pulled it hard, the Qianqing Sword returned to his hand, Xu Huange raised his black eyes and stared at the purple glowing divine sword, standing motionless.

With a loud bang, the door of the secret passage was suddenly opened, and one by one the guards walked in from outside the door, quickly surrounding the perimeter.

A familiar figure walked over from the gate of the secret passage, it was Yu Jun Wang Cen Chengjun!

Lin Chuyi glanced at his eyebrows and saw several familiar faces among the guards, Ye Mu Jin, Zhu Miao Miao and Liu Qingquan, who were hiding in the crowd, silently watching everyone.

But what is the purpose of King Yu surround this place with so many guards at this time? Lin Chuyi frowned, did he want to help Yu An Ming solve everyone's problem together?

"It's finally here. Yu Xiyancheng looked at King Yu in the distance and muttered, his expression not flustered.

Lin Chuyi frowned slightly, as if he understood something.

Yu Anming hugged the silver-haired young man, and shouted to King Yu with wide red eyes: "Brother Cen, help me kill these rebels!"

King Yu quietly looked at Yu Anming, who was pale and covered in blood below, and said in a calm tone: "Yu Anming, stop it, you can't escape." ”