The Ancestor of the Liuyun Sect said, his gaze was fierce for a moment.

He had already caught Nan Xun just now, but Jiang Xiubai actually put a divine sense on Nan Xun's body.

New hatred and old hatred, the ancestor of the Liuyun Sect directly crushed this divine sense.

Although he didn't know where Jiang Xiubai had gone, since his divine sense was broken, Jiang Xiubai would definitely be able to detect it.

The ancestor of the Liuyun Sect stood with his hands behind his back, no matter how much Jiang Xiubai cultivated, he had the curse of hellfire on his body, and when Jiang Xiubai came, he wanted Jiang Xiubai to die without a place to be buried!

Staring at Nanxun's bait, the Liuyun Sect Ancestor's eyes were extremely gloomy.

……

Jiang Xiubai came really quickly.

He turned a blind eye to the Liuyun Sect Ancestor and other threats, and fell directly to Nanxun's side, and he bent down to help Nanxun.

Seeing the damage to Nanxun's palm, Jiang Xiubai's eyes were flushed with a layer of scarlet.

He looked up at the Flowing Cloud Sect Ancestor, and the fierceness in his eyes was undisguised.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, and you're still the same as before." The Ancestor of the Liuyun Sect slowly spoke, looking at Jiang Xiubai with a heavy gaze.

"Each other, each other."

Jiang Xiubai sneered.

The two sides looked at each other, and their eyes were dyed with a thick firelight.

"You're having a hard time right now, aren't you?" The Ancestor of the Liuyun Sect smiled suddenly, the wrinkles on his face were like maggots, disgusting, "The curse of the hellfire in your body, you must be burning by the fire now, right?" ”

The schadenfreude in his eyes was undisguised.

What the ancestor of the Liuyun Sect regrets most now is that for the sake of fame, he only abolished Jiang Xiubai, and did not kill Jiang Xiubai!

Now it's okay, Jiang Xiubai will inevitably lose to him now!

How high is the cultivation?

The hellfire in Jiang Xiubai's body was a bomb he planted!

……

The Ancestor of the Liuyun Sect looked at Jiang Xiubai as if he was looking at some kind of toy.

Jiang Xiubai looked at him expressionlessly.

The Ancestor of the Liuyun Sect snorted coldly, "Death is coming, if you beg for mercy like this, I may leave you with a soul." ”

The hellfire is so domineering that it won't leave even a soul or a soul behind.

To die is to disappear completely.

The Flowing Cloud Sect Ancestor felt that he was extremely merciful.

Jiang Xiubai's eyes were extremely dark, and there was a sneering smile on the corner of his lips.

……

"In that case, then you're welcome." The ancestor of the Liuyun Sect was quite regretful, "It's really a toast and don't eat and drink." ”

In the cultivation realm, the appeal of the Liuyun Sect Ancestor was very strong.

He raised his hand, "If anyone can kill Jiang Xiubai, I will accept him as a personal disciple!" ”

As soon as these words came out, countless killing moves went towards Jiang Xiubai.

Jiang Xiubai protected Nanxun with one hand, and held the Canghua Sword with the other, the cultivation of this group of people was really low to him, Jiang Xiubai easily returned these killing moves to those people!

Bursts of wails rang out.

And the head of the Liuyun Sect was directly killed by Huangquan.

The Ancestor of the Liuyun Sect narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly, a killing machine went directly towards Nanxun.

Jiang Xiubai's expression changed, and he was about to protect Nanxun to dodge, but the Liuyun Sect Ancestor suddenly urged the hellfire in his body.

Jiang Xiubai's movements froze.

At this time, he got the killing machine and turned around directly and fell on Jiang Xiubai.

Jiang Xiu spat out a mouthful of blood in vain.

There is a fire burning in his body, and the fire of hell burns directly to his soul, no matter how strong his power is, at this time, his steps are a little staggering.

Nan Xun's face was extremely pale, she looked at the blood on the corner of Jiang Xiubai's lips, and her voice trembled: "Jiang Xiubai...... Jiang Xiubai, don't scare me. ”