Facing the legendary fierce beast Nine Infants, the terrifying demon beast of the middle realm of Wuzong.

At this moment, Xi Lan couldn't give birth to the slightest idea of confrontation, it was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and she didn't have the idea of fighting with her, she just wanted to protect her whole body as a disciple.

In the midst of the chaos, figures flickered.

There are those who run away, and there are those who pour out of their hearts to fight for survival, but in the face of them, there is only endless darkness and hell where bones are buried.

"How so, how so?"

Su Wu'an's face was frightened, his eyes trembled as he looked at the warriors who were constantly falling, and there was still a little warm blood, splashed in the air, and even fell on his face.

"No, I can't die here!"

Su Wu'an, who originally had a serious expression and cold eyes, no longer regained the majesty of the overlord.

All that filled his heart was endless fear and a strong desire to survive, and he kept whispering: "I want to go, I have to go..."

"Tapp..."

At this time, there was a light footstep sound that slowly came, echoing in Su Wu'an's ears, suddenly waking up his crazy and chaotic state of mind, without thinking too much, in an instant, his palm poked out, and the big knife came out ruthlessly, he couldn't let any, even the slightest threat to him, approach.

"Bang!"

Shen Wei collided, but Su Wu'an's sword power was shattered in response.

"Who?!"

In a panic, Su Wu'an retreated, his head swinging from side to side, for fear of missing any threat, until he took a few steps and leaned his back against the rock, and then stopped.

What he saw in his eyes made his eyes stunned, and he thought blankly: "Su, no thoughts..."

"You, no..."

The frightened thought in his heart suddenly rose, and suddenly woke up Su Wu'an, and the eyes that had just been in a trance condensed again, and he didn't even bother to sort out the trembling words in his mouth, full of humility: "Three, third sister... What are you going to do? I got it, I got it..."

"You're here to save the second brother, you must be here to save the second brother..."

"Su Wu'an!"

In the midst of his nonsense words, Su Wunian forced himself to drink in his mouth, and his words forced people to chill: "I only have one question, and after I finish asking, I will no longer be in danger of you." ”

I have seen Jun Yi's godless power, and watched him use the peak realm of the Martial King to kill the strong people in the middle of the Martial Sect like slaughtering pigs and dogs, where can he still have the slightest fighting intent?

A thousand years ago, he couldn't be compared to Jun Yi, and a thousand years later, he is still the same.

His current appearance may have something to do with the emperor's power, but more than that, he has awakened the awe and fear of Jun Yi in his heart.

At this moment, there is finally a life-saving straw in front of him, how can Su Wu'an, who is drowning to survive, let it go?

He looked at Su Wunian's gaze, all full of humble begging.

Between the words, he couldn't hide the surprise in his heart at all, and his mouth trembled: "You, this... Is that true?"

"I'll only ask once, and you'll only get one chance. ”

Su Wunian couldn't see the slightest emotion in his indifferent eyes, and didn't pay attention to his words at all, but said to himself: "A thousand years ago, who made you make a move?"

"This..."

Hearing this, Su Wu'an's face was full of joy, and he suddenly became stiff, but it was only for a moment, and it became firm again, after all, no secret can compare to his own life.

No longer hesitating, he said bluntly: "Xuqian, the sect leader of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect, he found me secretly back then, and asked me to strike in the back and stab the Jun family." ”

"Drunk, sure enough, it's him. ”

Su Wunian's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and then soothed, and the words in her mouth were the same as she expected.

The heavenly domain is vast, but there are only a few people who can make the Su family's sister-in-law disregard life and death and be an outlaw once, and the most likely one is Xuqian.

"Yes, that's right. ”

At this time, Su Wu'an seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly continued to speak, wanting to add more points to the vitality he sought: "As far as I know, several other sects are also bewitched, and..."

As for this, Su Wu'an was a little twisted, as if he was not sure, and he didn't seem to dare to say it.

This appearance made Su Wunian's heart condense, and he said unceremoniously: "And what?

The abrupt words made Su Wu'an startled, but it also made him more determined in his decision, and continued: "And the purpose of erasing the Jun family doesn't seem to be simple, it seems that there are other reasons. ”

Hearing this, Su Wunian felt a little chill in his heart inexplicably, and subconsciously blurted out: "What do you mean?"

"I don't know, I didn't tell me, but I still know it occasionally. ”

As he spoke, Su Wu'an shook his head again and again, but his eyes were extremely serious, as if he was afraid that Su Wunian would not believe it, and then hurriedly asked: "Third sister, I told you everything I know, can you let me go now?"

"Naturally. ”

Su Wunian nodded very naturally, but he didn't mean to get out of the way, and even the jade hand holding the red long whip tightened a little.

It's just that how can her actions be concealed from Su Wu'an? No matter how chaotic his mind is, he is still the peak martial king. 101 Chinese Net

The big knife trembled, its power gradually increased, its frightened face gradually distorted, and its pupils were covered with a layer of piercing crimson: "You, you lied to me?

"I'm your second brother... Your own brother!! you want to kill me?"

"Hum..."

Hearing this, Su Wunian's face did not make any waves, but the long whip in Yu's hand was becoming more and more cold: "Brother, second brother, when you made a move against Jun back then, it was no longer so." ”

"Besides, you shouldn't have forgotten it, right? Who was chasing me after I left the family, and who was ruthless enough to make people molest and abuse me?"

As soon as these words came out, Su Wu'an's face suddenly changed color, and he roared in disbelief: "You... No, it can't be, how do you know? How do you know that?"

"How would I know?"

The corners of his mouth hooked a cold chill, and the killing intent on the long whip in Su Wunian's hand had swelled to the point of making Su Wu'an desperate, but the cold voice in his mouth was even worse: "If people don't know, unless they don't do it, and do you think that the eldest brother really doesn't know?"

"You..."

Su Wu'an's pupils condensed, and the last line of defense in his heart was crushed suddenly, as if he understood something at this moment, and roared loudly: "This is his game, Su Wuxian... He deliberately asked me to come to the Endless Wilderness, and he asked me to die!!"

"He already knew that it would be like this, he already knew the news that Jun Yi was alive, it was you, you already knew... You're even teaming up to kill me?!"

"Tapp..."

Su Wunian stepped out in a heavy step, and the expression in his eyes finally changed slightly, but it was the ultimate compassion, and in addition, it was a terrifying murderous intent.

"Boom!"

Without too much hesitation, the long whip in the jade hand came out, and the killing machine raged like a tide, directly enveloping Su Wu'an coldly.

The slender red whip that came out horizontally seemed to come to life at this moment, and it climbed up to Su Wuan's neck when he was frightened and his consciousness collapsed.

Until this time, Su Wu'an had not come back to his senses, and was still immersed in endless fear and unbelievable trance, like falling into a nightmare.

The chill grew, and the red whip that wrapped around Su Wu'an's neck contracted slightly, gradually tightening.

Time passed, looking at the heavier and heavier bruises on Su Wu'an's face, as well as the fainter and lighter life on his body, Su Wunian's eyes couldn't help but darken, and the pain that frightened her also welled up in her heart, and the hand holding the long whip trembled even more, such a decision was easier said than done.

Unconsciously, the sight in Su Wunian's eyes became a little hazy, and he vaguely saw some vague scenes that had been silent in his heart for a long time, and they were a little strange for a long time.

She seemed to see a few young children running, their faces innocent and carefree.

She also seemed to see a boy dressed in black standing up for her, majestic, safe and reliable.

I even saw a back figure that was desperate to block himself in front of him when he was in danger, but this back slowly faded at this moment, and gradually blurred and dissipated.

Inexplicably, two lines of warmth flowed down his face and dripped to the ground.

His eyes closed, Su Wunian slowly turned his head, the red long whip in his hand trembled slightly, and he contracted and tightened coldly, and in his already white and colorless red lips, he spit out a few words: "Goodbye..."

"If there is a next life, you and I don't want to meet again..."

After muttering in a low voice, Su Wunian's body shook, dragged the red long whip in his hand, and staggered out, leaving only a calm sound to the end.

Time passes, and the killing machine is merciless.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that the disciples of the Five Great Sects, who were respected by everyone in the Heavenly Domain and praised everywhere, were like pigs and dogs, slaughtered by people mercilessly, burying their bones in pools of blood.

In just a quarter of an hour, it seems to have traversed the years and experienced the vicissitudes of life.

The screams and roars here became less and less, but the bloody chill that overflowed was gradually getting thicker, surprisingly thick and pungent, so thick that it was terrifying.

Under the hands of the demons, the peak martial kings of the four major sects who can still stand are already fewer and fewer, and there is almost no room for resistance.

The suppression of the emperor's seal, as well as the killing machine of the strong man of the Martial Sect, where is there any chance of survival?

As for their disciples, most of them died in the hands of Jun Fukong and other Jun family warriors, without using any swords, all with fists, legs and feet, and personally sent them to the cold road of death and burial.

Thousands of years of grudges naturally have to be resolved with your own hands in order to vent the anger in your heart.

Everyone was killing like this, Jun Yi didn't let the remaining three escape, he stepped forward, killed with a sword, and now there is only one figure that can still be engraved in his eyes.

"No, I must go, I must not die!!"

Feeling the chill that was gradually approaching behind him, and the killing intent that ruthlessly shrouded his body, Wan Zishu's face was shockingly pale, but in the end, he was the powerhouse of the Sword Sect, and he was the last person to live.

"Boom!"

Wan Zishu's eyes were blood-red, his face was distorted, and his body was strong again, and all his essence blood had been burned, and he wanted to flee from this place in a desperate way, leaving no room for anything.

This is also his last resort, and even if he can escape, he will no longer be able to cultivate in the future, and he will even be reduced to a mortal, suffering from the pain born on his body day and night.

But even so, it is better than dying in the hands of Jun Yi, after all, it is better to die than to live, and with the terrible background of the Yue Sword Sect, it is impossible for him to live well.

The overflowing power shook the sky, and Wan Zishu's Zhou body was surrounded by a layer of blood red, and then it burst out at an astonishing speed, straight out into the distance.

It's just that as soon as he stepped out, a cold white light followed, ruthlessly sinking into the back, and continued to go away with Qiangwei, falling straight down.

Outside the barren mountain, the warrior who had just gotten up from under the emperor's power had not yet reacted to what was going on, when he saw a figure rushing out of the thick fog of the smoke cloud.

I saw the long sword running through its back, and it smashed to the ground lifelessly, and the piercing blood gushed out from its body, flowing in front of everyone.