The spear is like a dragon, and the cold light explodes.

The spear in the hands of the black-clothed warrior lingered with murderous intent, and he went out fiercely, and even the tower monument on his shirt seemed to be slightly chilling, as if he was going to penetrate Yun Siliu's body.

"Zheng..."

It's just that the spear fell, and Jin Ge's voice was raised, but it made the black-clothed warrior's eyes shrink suddenly, and the tip of the spear flickered, and he couldn't save a single bit, and in front of the tip of the spear, a seemingly tender cloud sleeve turned into a ball, turning into a pleated shield, blocking it.

The falling flowers floated, the guns surged cold, but the waves rolled in the frenzy, and the killing machine came.

A scorching flame surged angrily, like a sweeping wave, and suddenly rushed out from behind him, turning into countless flaming arrows and shooting straight at his back.

"Die!"

At the same time, an angry shout came out, and the blue flowers in the sky were scattered, turning into pieces of petals head-on, and the cold blades flickered and echoed, exuding a cold killing intent.

Yun Siliu's eyes sank when he saw this, his jade hand moved lightly, and the pleated round shield in front of him suddenly softened and entangled, and he directly rolled up the spear and shot out, wanting to kill the man in black in the Seven Peerless Towers.

"Look for death!"

The man's face was ugly when he saw this, everyone made a move, Yun Siliu actually killed him alone, didn't he think he was a bully?

As soon as he thought of this, the anger in his heart suddenly rolled, and the black mist around him gushed out, turning into a black tower standing in front of him, and bursts of violent and fierce frenzy spread out from it.

Without the slightest hesitation, at the moment when the Black Tower appeared, the man raised his hand and pushed violently, almost using all the spiritual power of his body, and slammed into the Black Tower Tower.

Suddenly, the black tower trembled slightly, the tower collapsed, and as the surrounding rubble fell, a fierce purple light burst out from it, and a purple spear appeared.

"Smack!"

The man's body moved, and he stretched out his big hand and shook it in the void, as if he was holding the purple spear directly in his hand.

Just for a moment...

"Boom!"

The sky trembled, and the majestic pressure spread from the body of the purple spear, and it directly blasted a big pit on the ground, and the earth and gravel flew everywhere, and the fierce breath was amazing.

At the same time, the man's figure in the air suddenly sank, his teeth were clenched, his face was pale, and a wisp of crimson blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, as if he was under great pressure.

Even so, he insisted on raising his hand, but he actually raised the spear, his eyes widened, staring directly at the cloud sleeve spear that was almost close in front of him, and roared loudly.

"Purple Feather Ghost Spear!"

With a roar of rage, the purple spear was thrown out with the man's big hand, and on the cold purple mang's gun, there were faint purple feathers flying, transforming into endless feather blades, appearing from time to time, and slashing towards Yun Siliu.

"Boom!"

The spear touched, and almost instantly, the spear wrapped around Yun Siliuyun's sleeve directly shattered inch by inch, and the cold purple spear was terrifying, piercing his chest in front of him.

Seeing this, Yun Siliu's gaze was condensed, and the cold killing machines around him had completely covered his body, and there was no room for relaxation.

It's just that, she still didn't have the slightest panic in her heart, but she faced the purple feather spear, danced the cloud sleeve again, stirred the storm, the tide rolled, and scattered all the purple feathers around.

"How is that possible?"

The black-clothed warrior's face changed greatly, his originally fierce expression suddenly stiffened, his face was full of disbelief, and he even fell into a stupor.

Yun Siliu's eyes were calm, his eyes flashed lightly, and his figure pulled the cloud sleeves, which was weirdly twisted, and suddenly, the falling flowers withered, almost rubbing his body and falling, and a slight crack suddenly appeared on the emerald green long sleeves.

It's just that the flames have turned into arrows, and the rain of arrows has swept in the sky, and the flowers are withering and wanting to strangle them.

"Cloud Sleeves Dance!"

Yun Siliu's eyes condensed slightly, rolled up the cloud sleeves under his skirt, flipped with his might, and suddenly turned into a cloud of green mist, and the aura around his body actually had a little ethereal charm at this moment.

The cloud sleeves cover up, and the tide is mighty, but it is the withering and falling flowers, and the cangyan arrows and rain are blocked and blocked, and there is no one of them

Close to the body, the defense is tight, there is not the slightest gap to be found.

"Damn!"

The blue and white light flickered slightly behind the woman of the Flying Flower Palace, and the voice of Jiao was angry, and the jade finger of the hand was raised, and a big hand grabbed the blue and white out of thin air, but it was a virtual hand, and with the slight trembling of the sky, when the big hand was withdrawn, there was a blue and white long blade that appeared out of thin air.

"Blue and white sword!"

The blue and white made the hilt of the sword, the green rui combined the sword edge, and the mighty sword power swept out, killing Yun Siliu, and even having the power of cutting the sky and the earth, and the entire dry and dark space was illuminated by this flashing green light.

"Huh..."

Suddenly, before the blade of the sword fell, in the light mist where Yun Siliu was, a cold light shot out, extremely fast, leaving only a trace in the eyes of everyone.

"Poof..."

A piercing sound sounded, bursts of crimson splashed out, manifesting a little rain of blood, dripping into the sky.

Almost at the same time, the green sword blade also fell, but it stopped before the green mist, and the sword power in the sky suddenly stagnated, and there was no response.

"You..."

Everyone's eyes converged, and they saw that the woman of the Flying Flower Palace had a pale face, her chest was pierced by a spear, as if she was pierced in the sky, unable to move, and the sticky blood in her mouth spurted out, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

"This, impossible..."

The woman of the Flying Flower Palace hung her hands weakly, her eyes widened, and there was no breath overflowing around her body, and the green lifeless card in her hand also fell to the ground, and then bounced up gently.

"Bang..."

With a soft sound, the Wusheng card shattered and scattered, and then slowly disappeared between heaven and earth, but the woman who was pierced by the spear remained in shape, without the slightest change.

"Dead, dead..."

The eyes of the Seven Peerless Martial Artists trembled slightly, and he suddenly felt cold all over his body, he never thought that Yun Siliu would really dare to be a killer and dare to be the enemy of the Flying Flower Palace.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, a shuddering cry rang out in my ears.

The Seven Peerless Martial Artists raised their heads blankly, and what caught their eyes was the frightened face of the Cangyan Sect's martial artist, as well as a little cold glow, which quickly enlarged in his eyes.

The killing machine was pervasive, the chill was pressing, this sudden attack instantly woke up the warrior, and he didn't have time to think about it, he subconsciously wanted to crush the jade plate in his hand, but a sharp pain had spread around his neck.

"No, no..."

The warrior opened his mouth, struggled with difficulty, looked at the still trembling spear body with bloodshot eyes, and held his neck with both hands, only to feel that his eyes were hazy, and he no longer had the strength to crush the jade plate.

"Click..."

A cold sound came out, and the martial artist of the Cangyan Sect grew his mouth, his eyes looked at the air in disbelief, blood gushed out, and a bloody human head fell out, and the corpse separated.

"No, I can't die !!"

Such a scene, reflected on the dark curtain, was like hell approaching, instantly making him completely discouraged, and his mind was completely filled with the word survival.

The martial artist of the Cangyan Sect subconsciously looked up, only to see the green fog in the air disperse, and Yun Siliu's cold gaze came from it, which made him suddenly feel a spirit, sober up, and now he can't care about it anymore, just want to escape, and directly grab the lifeless card.

Seeing this, Yun Siliu's eyes condensed, and the two cloud sleeves galloped like swimming snakes, rushing away.

Now, even if she is calm, she is a little anxious, she must not let people spread this matter, it is a matter of life and death of the monarch and the owner, she must not be careless, if something goes wrong, it is really impossible to escape the blame.

"Jie Ji, openly kill the disciples of the three sects, Nian Junfang, Yun Siliu, you wait to bear our wrath!"

The martial artist of the Cangyan Sect had a hideous expression, and there was a little smugness in his eyes when he grabbed the Wusheng card, especially the look of anxiety in Yun Siliu's eyes, which made him feel extremely happy in his heart.

At the same time, his whole body relaxed, and only then did he realize that it was so wonderful to be alive.

"Not good!"

Yun Siliu's eyes widened, and his heart was flustered for a while, and he could only watch the lifeless

The card was crushed by it, but the next moment, it couldn't help frowning with a look on its face.

The Cangyan Sect martial artist was about to crush it hard, but when he saw the expression on Yun Siliu's face, his heart suddenly jumped, and a bad premonition rose, and he couldn't care about it anymore, but when he was about to exert himself, he felt a big hand pinching him and pressing it on his palm, making him unable to move.

"You..."

The face of the martial artist of the Cangyan Sect changed greatly, and the fear in his heart rose irrepressibly, and he turned back suddenly, but a face with a warm smile came into his eyes.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

The young man's warm voice came out, which was originally intimate and plain, but it came into his ears, but it was like a ghost talisman urging his life, which made him fearful.

I saw the young man in white standing in the air, standing beside the martial artist of the Cangyan Sect, his clothes fluttering, pinching his wrist with one hand and carrying his back with the other, adding a bit of domineering arrogance.

Yun Siliu stood in the distance, looking at the white-clothed young man in front of her with solemnity, not daring to act rashly, on his body, she felt an extremely deep pressure, heavy and terrifying.

"Quick, let go of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is a disciple of Cangyan Sect!!"

The martial artist of the Cangyan Sect roared loudly, his mouth roared incessantly, and the fear boiling in his heart made him babble nonsense for a while, and he didn't know what he was talking about at all.

"Why are you so short-tempered?"

The young man spoke lightly, and the smile on his face did not change in the slightest.

"Get out, get out of the way!"

The fear in the heart of the Cangyan Sect martial artist was like a nightmare, in this endless pitch-black formation, he felt endless panic, it was the smell that seeped through his bone marrow.

The smile on the face of the young man in white gradually disappeared when he heard this, and there was a murderous intent on his calm face, and bursts of iron-blooded coercion overflowed, which seemed to be oozing from the bone marrow.

"I don't like your words. ”

The white-clothed young man was expressionless, his words were flat, and he stared straight into the eyes of the martial artist of the Cangyan Sect: "But I have a good heart, and I decided to follow your thoughts." ”

Hearing this, the martial artist of the Cangyan Sect felt his heart beat wildly, and an irrepressible joy surged and boiled in his body, almost making him lose his mind.

"Don't..."

Yun Siliu subconsciously spoke, but as soon as the voice came out, he saw a splash of crimson, and a little blood scattered in the sky, reflecting the dark sky curtain a little weirdly.

"Poof..."

The ground trembled lightly, and dust rose everywhere.

I was surprised to see a broken hand falling from the sky and smashing to the ground, holding a lifeless card in his palm, and the five fingers seemed to be unconscious, still twitching slightly.

"Ah!!h

The next moment, a terrible scream resounded in the air, and the Cangyan Sect martial artist was almost unstable on his feet, and he fell directly from the air, rolling on the ground, still holding his broken arm, his face was pale.

"My hands, my hands..."

The martial artist of the Cangyan Sect roared in his mouth, his eyes were blood-red as he looked at the broken arm not far in front of him, as well as the lifeless card in his palm, and suddenly struggled with anger, he didn't want to stay here anymore.

It was a nightmare and he wanted to wake up.

"I'm leaving, getting out of here..."

The martial artist of the Cangyan Sect squirmed and crawled, and a long blood mark was pulled out from under his body, which was shocking, but when he was about to touch the broken arm, the white-clothed figure appeared in front of him, and he actually stepped on his remaining half of the arm, blocking his vision.

"Ah!!h

The screams rang out, and the poignant voice was terrifying.

"What a pathetic man. ”

The white-clothed young man sighed lightly, his face seemed to have some compassion, but the coldness in his eyes reflected the murderous intent in his heart, and then he slowly stretched out a hand and said softly: "Only death can free you." ”

"No..."

The martial artists of the Cangyan Sect widened their eyes when they heard this, and they opened their mouths and yelled in fear.

It's just that in response to him, it was full of blood.