Jian Feng was cold, and the quiet atmosphere seemed to be frozen by ice.

Eight Supreme Elders of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect.

Two of them in the early stage of the Martial Sect and the two in the middle of the Martial Sect were all like dead dogs, killed on the spot and buried in the dust.

The other four sword masters of the late stage realm of the Martial Sect, known as invincible in the same realm, enough to impact the peak of the Martial Sect, have also been killed and injured in just a few hours.

On the other hand, Jun Yi's other Tianque, made a move, and the results were outstanding.

The two of them, Yue Ning Yan and Yan Poison Fire Essence, killing the strong men of the Martial Sect in the same realm, were like slaughtering pigs and dogs, as if they had just done a trivial thing.

The Ice River Demon Spirit even used one enemy and two to swallow the two powerhouses of the mid-stage realm of the Martial Sect into the shells of the water mass with strange means, and the blood streaked all over the body, and then the blood did not stick to the body, and spilled out.

After a shot, the white dress is still the same, but it is just too much consumption, how terrible is this?

The most incredible thing and unacceptable is that the four Supreme Elders of the Martial Sect Realm of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect didn't even pull out their swords, they fell directly.

As a result, the disciple of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect once collapsed in his sword heart.

Subsequently, they were looking forward to it, and they also hoped that the four sword masters could win back a game with supreme sword power and revive the hegemony of the Yue Sword Sect.

It's just that hope is good, reality is cruel.

The four sword masters of the Chopping Yue Sword Sect were entangled in an instant, and the entangled ones were not enemies of the same realm, but just two martial artists from the early realm of the Martial Sect.

Martial Sect Realm, one realm and one day.

As the four invincible sword masters in the same realm, they were each trapped by two martial artists in the early stage of the Martial Sect, which was a bit incredible and suspicious.

But what subverted their perceptions the most was the later results.

The Sword Master of Bitterness was killed, and the Sword Master of the Heart was seriously injured.

However, the opponents who caused such a record, the two early martial artists of the Martial Sect corresponding to each other, were only slightly injured, or even consumed too much.

This result is really shocking.

The warriors of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect had a miserable white face, and the gaze in his eyes became a little gray, and his expression was dazed, as if he had become a thoughtless walking corpse.

The sword of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect turned into a useless burning stick, and their proud belief condensed in their hearts, and the firm sword heart gradually gave birth to cracks and began to collapse.

But on the other hand, Jun Yi's side, especially the disciples of Bei Tianque.

One by one, with their heads held high, their expressions proud, all enjoying the eyes of awe and envy from all directions.

They had thought that they would become famous in the Cangyun Heavenly Domain, and they had also thought that they would be remembered as those who died in battle, but they did not expect that they would stand in the clouds in a way that was admired by thousands of people.

At the same time, they understood that they did not have this qualification, but they had just been blessed by the predecessors of the sect, which made their sense of belonging to Beitianque even stronger.

The impact gradually slowed down, and the warriors from all directions of the Sword Peak finally came back to their senses slightly, but the shock in their eyes did not lessen at all.

"It's terrible, is this another Tianque?"

"In a short period of time, the Chopping Yue Sword Sect has lost six people in a row, and they are all Martial Sect powerhouses in the Megatron Heaven Domain, so in this way, the prestige of the Chopping Yue Sword Sect in the Heavenly Domain is afraid that it will be greatly reduced. ”

"What are you thinking? With the grievances between Jun Yi and the Sword Sect, one of them will fall off the altar and be buried in the dust of history, and the last heavenly domain will only exist one of them

。 ”

"Now it seems that the defeat of the Chopping Yue Sword Sect has been revealed, and Jun Gongzi has not yet made a move, I am afraid that he will kill people and punish his heart, so that the disciples of the Chopping Yue Sword Sect will watch the decline of the sect. ”

"Heh, to go against Jun Gongzi is really looking for death. ”

......

The warriors of the Quartet talked a lot, and their words were full of admiration and praise for Jun Yi, and they had already forgotten the thoughts and rhetoric that were not optimistic about Jun Yi just now, as if they had never appeared.

"Heh, these people are turning the wind pretty fast. ”

In the air, on the back of the Heavenly Soldier Thunder Tiger, Mo Yiqian looked around, and took the friendly gestures of many martial artists into his eyes, and snorted coldly in his heart, full of disdain.

"It's human nature. ”

In this regard, Jun Yi is very open, and his mood does not fluctuate at all.

The world of warriors is cruel and ruthless.

Not everyone can reach the peak, not everyone is qualified to overlook others, otherwise there would not be hundreds of millions of ordinary martial artists, and the martial arts powerhouses who have stepped on the peak are only dozens.

Such a huge difference not only represents the difficulty of martial arts cultivation, but also represents the cruelty of the martial arts world and the unwritten rules.

The strong conquer the world by strength, while the weak survive by the blessing of the strong.

Dragons have clouds, snakes have snake holes, and rats have rat holes.

Everything has its own rules of existence, which have remained unchanged since ancient times.

"Boom!"

At this time, the thick clouds trembled, and the wild waves swept away, as if a stone was thrown on the calm lake, causing layers of ripples, and faintly splashing water.

The Quartet martial artists, and even the elder disciples of the chaotic Yue Sword Sect, all subconsciously raised their eyes and looked in the direction of the surging power.

There, the thick clouds exploded and re-converged, as if a huge mushroom cloud had risen, and the Senwei was awe-inspiring.

"Huh..."

Immediately afterward, the thick cloud shook and bulged violently to one side.

Among them, a figure flew out upside down, the white dress was ethereal, and the fairy posture was fantastic, even if the hanging hair was a little messy, it could not hide the temperament of the dust.

This woman is Jiang Yu.

Its rapid breathing and chaotic breath all indicate the intensity of the collision in the thick clouds just now.

But at the same time, Jiang Yu walked out of the thick clouds safely, which somewhat illustrates the result of the first battle between China and China.

When such a thought was born, everyone's hearts unconsciously chilled slightly, and their awe of Jun Yi and others rose to a terrifying level again.

Could it be... Is it going to be defeated again?

"Boom!"

The wind and waves swelled, and the thick clouds broke through the middle.

Another figure flew out upside down, disheveled, full of gray faces, and the pale green sword in his hand trembled uncontrollably.

"This..."

Suddenly, at the moment when everyone saw the figure clearly, there was a strange silence in all directions, and then there was an uproar, almost breaking through the sky.

"No, isn't it?"

"This time, they actually missed?"

"No, it must be that the Qingyi Sword Master is too strong, after all, he is a powerhouse in the late stage of the Martial Sect, if he is vigilant from the beginning, it should not be difficult to survive. ”

Everyone was talking, and they were unconsciously surprised by the survival of the powerhouses in the late stage of the Martial Sect, and some people even couldn't understand why the Qingyi Sword Master was alive?

in order to

As for the others, there are people who have specially opened their mouths to explain to him.

If it weren't for everyone seeing the end from the beginning, they would still think that the world was crazy, and they were simply saying some nonsense about putting the cart before the horse.

However, at this moment, the martial artists of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect all reacted, most of their bodies trembled, their faces flushed, and some of them even burst into tears uncontrollably because they were too excited.

It's just that in the sky, the blue-shirted sword master standing with his sword in his hand has no time to take care of these, and his solemn eyes are staring at the front, looking like he is facing a great enemy.

"Tapp..."

A sound of heavy footsteps came out slowly, and the terrible black tide rolled and surged, engulfing the rich white clouds in the sky.

The dark and horizontal black clouds, like a wild beast with teeth and claws, roared with rage, glared at the blue-shirted sword master, and approached mercilessly.

Under the pressure of the strange black tide, along with the noisy voices in all directions, they were completely empty.

I saw that the calamity was holding a pitch-black long stick, his pupils were quiet, and his body was surrounded by ferocity, slowly forcing him, and even the entire sky was darkened.

The hearts of countless warriors are even heavier, as if they have pressed on a boulder, and they are so dull that they can't breathe.

"Those who are enemies of Childe..."

"Die!"

With a word, his body leaned forward violently, and the endless dark tide behind him was pressed calmly, as if a wild beast was slaughtered, and there were bursts of terrible blood.

Then the horizontal slope of the pitch-black long stick, along with the black tide behind it, began to squirm, condensing a huge mountain, and trembling incessantly gave birth to a deep and dark gap.

"It's... No, it can't be, but ......"

Suddenly, a shocking word sounded in Jun Yi's ears, and even the ghost tomb was mysteriously awakened, and even the shocked emotions made him stammer.

It's just that before Jun Yi could open his mouth to ask, he saw that the face of the misfortune was cold, and the vicious and twisted spasms began, causing the dark tide behind him to tremble, as if there was some terrible existence in the mountains that was about to come out.

But in the end, it was just a crack.

"Fall into danger!"

With a silent cold drink, the long stick that was slanted by the misfortune was ruthlessly pressed down, as if it had a terrible heaviness, making the muscles on his arms explode like dragons, winding and entrenched.

"Boom!"

The void shuddered, and the hiss spread.

The dark frenzy behind it suddenly sank, and a huge phantom shadow diffused from the mountain, just a vague shadow that could barely see the shape, and the void cracked a crack.

The black shadow covered the air, and it was extremely slow to blast towards the Qingyi Sword Master.

Its speed was so slow that even many warriors could not feel the signs of its movement.

But at such an extremely slow speed, the blue-shirted sword master was motionless, as if he was stupid, standing silently, but the long sword he was holding tightly was still trembling slightly.

"Boom!"

The long stick fell, and the terrible mountains behind the calamity also cracked, turning into a black tide that overturned the sky, completely enveloping the blue-shirted sword master.

Even his breath was swallowed by the black tide, and there was no trace of it.

"It's... How is that possible?"

"How could such an existence be in him?"

"Could it be... Delusion? No, no, it can't be wrong, but why is it like this?"