"Lord Yelu, Chen Yun's little thief has strong martial arts, and we are defeated, so we have attracted him as planned. Please also spare our lives for the sake of my brothers' loyalty to the Blood Sword Palace!" Shu Xuekun and Shu Bikun brothers stroked their chests with their left arms, bowed their bodies, and pleaded with a trembling voice to a rickety, skinny gray-haired old man in front of him.

"Your arms have been broken, your skills have been greatly reduced, and you can no longer serve this seat. Now that the mission has been completed, go in peace! This seat will take care of your family. Yelu Wenming's hoarse and shrill voice sounded in the air, and two thin palms like eagle claws suddenly poked out, grabbing the Bloody Twin Snake Brothers. The blue-blooded twin snakes seemed to have expected it, their left hand shook, and two short knives with cold light stabbed Yelu Wenming's throat and chest, and two crisp sounds of metal breaking sounded from the air, and the two short knives shattered inch by inch and fell to the ground. Yelu Wenming's palm descended, piercing the chest of the blue blood snake at once, and when the claws were withdrawn, he grabbed two bloody hearts.

Yelu Wenming looked at the blood spurting, his eyes widened, and he fell straight to the ground, with a touch of coldness in his eyes: "Two ants, dare to resist this seat?"

Seeing this, everyone around them flashed with fear in their eyes, especially the blue-clothed young man next to Yelu Wenming, a deep fear flashed in the depths of his triangular eyes, and his body instinctively retreated a few steps.

"Zhou Tong, no wonder you are willing to spend 100,000 gold coins, it seems that this kid is indeed not simple. Yelu Wenming stared at Luo Yunchen, who was besieged in the center by a group of men, and said in a hoarse voice. Luo Yunchen looked around at everyone with a solemn expression, and finally looked at the face of a thin blue-clothed young man beside Yelu Wenming, the blue-clothed young man had thin lips and triangular eyes, and he looked very mean, who was Zhou Tong, the second master of Juying Pavilion?

"Unexpectedly, the one who tried every possible way to cure the young master to death was you? 100,000 gold coins! You are really enough to spend money. "The first general attack of the Dade Dynasty is only 300,000, and he has reached 100,000 now, it seems that it will not be long before he catches up with the remnant sword. A thousand thoughts flashed in Luo Yunchen's heart, and he said indifferently.

"Of course it's me! I didn't expect that in just over a month, you would break through to the six-star martial artist realm. You are indeed a talent, but unfortunately you are bold and ignorant of current affairs, which is destined to die young. Zhou Tong's thin lips rose, and two cold killing intent flashed in the triangular eyes of the yin owl.

"There are many people who want to kill the master! It's a pity that none of them can survive in the world, and you don't have anything else!" Luo Yunchen's eyes were cold, and when he spoke, his body rushed out, rushing towards Zhou Tong like lightning.

"A six-star ant dares to be presumptuous in front of the old man!" Yelu Wenming saw Luo Yunchen rushing towards Zhou Tong, slammed his feet on the ground, and swept out, wanting to stop him. Unexpectedly, Luo Yunchen was halfway through the rush, but he turned around strangely and rushed to the relatively weak place of defense on the other side, and between the shaking of his wrists, two jet-black mangs shot out sharply.

The three-edged black iron dart pierced through the bodies of the two Blood Sword Palace killers with lightning speed, and in the blood splash, the two corpses fell straight to the ground, and Luo Yunchen suddenly accelerated and rushed out of the gap.

"What a treacherous boy. Even so, do you think you can escape?" Luo Yunchen only felt a flower in front of him, and a rickety figure had stopped in front of him like a ghost, and his thin palm was like lightning to grab his heart.

Luo Yunchen hurriedly dodged, but he was still a step too slow, and the old man's claws grabbed his chest and abdomen fiercely. Luo Yunchen only felt an overwhelming force, bombarding his body, and his body flew out uncontrollably, falling into the encirclement of a killer again.

"Huh!" Yelu Wenming sighed lightly, his heart-piercing claws were unbearable even for a great martial artist, but he didn't expect a six-star martial artist to be able to hit without dying. The only possibility is that the other party is wearing an invulnerable armor.

Yelu Wenming's guess was right, if it weren't for the treasure of the ink scale armor, Luo Yunchen would have been like the previous blue blood double snake, his heart was taken out, and he would have died.

Although Luo Yunchen was not killed, he still felt a burst of blood tumbling in his body, and before he could stabilize his body, a dark black chain shot from behind him, and the front oolong claw opened and grabbed his head fiercely. Luo Yunchen's sense was so keen, his body leaned sideways, and he avoided it dangerously. Zhou Tong saw that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, and shouted urgently to the killers around him: "Let's do it together and slaughter this kid." ”

The surrounding killers did not make a move, but set their eyes on Yelu civilization.

"Do it!" Yelu Wenming's voice was hoarse and ordered, and more than thirty killers responded to the call, like wolves and tigers, and slaughtered Luo Yunchen.

Among these killers, the lowest cultivation level is a seven-star martial artist, and the highest is a great martial artist, even if Luo Yunchen is now cultivating to a great advancement, he is invincible.

At the time of life and death, Luo Yunchen didn't care about exposing his hole cards, and between the turns of his mind, a silver sword swept out, the sword was like a rainbow, sweeping widely, and everywhere he passed, blood splashed, and in a terrible scream, people kept falling to the ground and dying. In just a few breaths, more than 20 killers died on the spot.

When Zhou Tong saw Luo Yunchen using the Silver Ridge Sword, he knew that the situation was not good, and with a flick of his wrist, he withdrew the black crystal oolong claw, and fled into the distance without looking back.

"Immortal cultivator! That kid is an immortal cultivator!

There were more than ten killers left, one by one, fleeing in all directions with frightened faces, how could Luo Yunchen be willing to let them go? The huge divine consciousness controlled the silver edge sword to quickly catch up, and the frenzied killing, in the cypress birch forest, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

"It's terrible, it's terrible. Unexpectedly, Chen Yun turned out to be an immortal cultivator. Gai Gongzi, why don't we withdraw!" On the periphery of the cypress birch forest, behind a thick cypress maple tree, a beautiful blonde woman with a graceful figure stared at Luo Yunchen, who was showing great might, and said to a young man of medium stature and freckles next to him with a somewhat frightened expression.

"Withdraw! This kid is not a real immortal cultivator, but he is so powerful, completely because of that flying sword. Such a spiritual weapon, falling on an ant, inevitably has some pearls secretly cast. The freckled young man stared at the silver-edged sword that crisscrossed the air, and there was a touch of greed in the depths of his eyes.

"Okay, good, good! I didn't expect your kid to hide so deeply, no wonder Nangong Wang and the other fourteen people would die silently in the Nine Scales Valley. Yeluming straightened his stiff body, clapped his hands, and said with an appreciative look.

Luo Yunchen didn't know that Nangong Wang was killed by Zhu Ganglie, and after listening to the other party's words, he didn't deny it, and smiled coldly: "If you want to kill the master, you must first prepare for death." ”

Just playing ruthlessly in front of my old man is a bit self-conscious. The aura on Yelu Wenming's body increased sharply, and a powerful terrifying power came out of his body, and with a wave of his wrist, three small knives with a whole body black appeared in the air, and the knives were distributed in a zigzag shape. Yelu Wenming pinched the seal with both hands, and pointed at the three pitch-black knives in the air, and the knives turned into three black streamers, shooting towards Luo Yunchen quickly.

"Immortal cultivator!" Luo Yunchen had seen the methods of immortal cultivators, if it weren't for Zhu Ganglie's rescue, he would have died and Gou Heng was in his hands. Gou Heng's cultivation is only seven or eight layers in the refining period, and the Yelu civilization in front of him has at least eleven or twelve layers in the refining period, and with Luo Yunchen's current cultivation, he can't resist it at all.

"If you want to kill the master, it's not that easy!" Luo Yunchen's mind turned, the silver edge sword turned into a silver rainbow, facing the three pitch-black knives, Zheng and Zheng The two pitch-black knives were stabbed by the silver edge sword and broke on the spot, and the other one broke through the silver edge sword barrier, stabbing Luo Yunchen's chest like lightning. Luo Yunchen was hit by Yelu Wenming's heart-piercing claw, and he was distracted to control the Silver Ridge Sword, and the You Shenbu was naturally slower, and it was this short delay that the pitch-black knife stabbed him in the chest.

Bang! The pitch-black knife broke, and Luo Yunchen was shaken out by the powerful force of the bombardment, crashing into a cypress birch tree, spurting out two mouthfuls of blood one after another, and his face became extremely pale. Originally, he thought that with his powerful divine sense and the sharpness of the Silver Ridge Sword, even against the immortal cultivators at the peak of the upper refining period, he would not be defeated. It was only at this time that I realized that I was overestimating my current strength.

Yelu Wenming didn't expect to lose a set of flying knife magic weapons, and he couldn't kill Luo Yunchen, which made him inevitably feel a little painful, but thinking about the silver edge sword driven by the latter and the unknown talisman armor, he suddenly laughed wildly: "I didn't expect that my Yelu civilization is so lucky today!" As he spoke, his body swept away, and his thin palm opened and grabbed the falling silver edge sword. Spirit weapons are so rare, because they consume very little mana to control, especially the superb spirit weapons, which can even be controlled with divine consciousness and mind, such a treasure, of course Luo Yunchen will not give it up.

Just as Yelu Civilization was about to grab the Silver Ridge Sword, Luo Yunchen suddenly moved his mind, and the Silver Ridge Sword was full of light, stabbing at Yelu Civilization at a speed that was three points faster than before, and Yelu Civilization snorted coldly: "Although the Spirit Weapon Flying Sword is powerful, an ant like you who is new to cultivating immortals can't exert any bit of power." ”

Yelu Wenming is really a master of art, the thin palm of his hand is full of self-facing silver ridges, his five fingers are open and his virtual hands are held, and a stream of gray-black air flows seep out from his palms, and in an instant, the silver edge sword is wrapped tightly, and Luo Yunchen, who collapsed under the cypress birch tree, suddenly felt that his consciousness was empty, and he suddenly found that the silver ridge that was connected with his mind was out of control.

Yelu Wenming carefully glanced at the silver edge sword in his hand that couldn't help but struggle and beat, and couldn't help laughing wildly: "I didn't expect that my Yelu civilization would have the opportunity to get a superb flying sword, it seems that God is not thin on the old man, and there is great hope for building a foundation in the future." Feng Yinggang, the day when the old man builds the foundation will be the time when you die. ”

"Ahh

In just a few moments, Yelu Wenming's originally thin body was completely shriveled, his essence and blood vitality were lost, and he collapsed to the ground limply.

Luo Yunchen never thought that the Soul Shattering Nail that had been re-refined by Zhu Ganglie would be so fierce and domineering, and a powerhouse of the twelfth level of the refining period like Yelu Civilization would not have the slightest power to resist.

Under the cypress birch tree, Gai Tie squinted his eyes, staring at Luo Yunchen who collapsed under the cypress birch tree, and two fine lights were released in his eyes.

"Release the arrow!" With Gai Tie's order, dozens of crossbowmen loosened their fingers, and the arrows gathered like a storm of wind and rain, directly hitting Luo Yunchen, who collapsed on the ground.

Luo Yunchen naturally would not be restrained, relying on his only remaining consciousness, he endured the severe pain, and one by one, he jumped and hid behind the cypress birch tree. "Double ambush, it seems that there are so many people who want to kill the master, if the master survives today, he will definitely repay him tenfold and hundredfold in the future. Luo Yunchen took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pale golden pill from it, stuffed it into his mouth, and said with a bloodthirsty face.