The sound of ghosts crying, yin and faint.

The sound of explosions that resounded through the sky was like thunder, and a ghostly faint light was drawn out in the blood mist demonic breath.

"Whew......"

Yan Shan roared violently, the strong corrosive cyclone spared his body, and many sword cultivators were embarrassed by their strength, all showing weakness.

"I'll go!"

A righteous and awe-inspiring speech broke everyone's momentary astonishment.

Hearing this, Yan Wuyi slowly stood up, a demonic smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although the energy consumption is huge, and the spiritual power has long been squandered, how can he risk exposing the people of the Chu Soul Clan and avoid fighting.

"You ......" Chu Jin's eyes were worried, he never thought that Yan Wuyi would still stand up without hesitation in such a situation.

I don't know whether to call him stupid or call him proud.

Yan Wuyi stopped him from saying more, and in front of the Imperial Array Sword Cultivator and the burly martial artist Luo Dabao, he snatched the long sword that originally belonged to the freckled boy from Chu Jin's hand.

"Don't worry, I'm measured. ”

Seeing that Chu Yi was about to speak again, Yan Wuyi said with a smile, then stood up proudly, a sense of courage stood out, glanced at the sword cultivation of the Western Formation Fallen Family, and turned around resolutely.

"Good!"

Someone in the Imperial Array Sword Cultivator shouted, as if he was cheering for Yan Wuyi, and watched him leave with his sword, and there were bursts of impassioned applause in an instant.

When the burly warrior and Chen Shi saw this scene, they felt quite ashamed in their hearts, after all, it was a disgraceful thing to let a six-trick teenager break into this killing situation.

"This boy is so strong!"

In the distance, the master of the Cold Light Pavilion, who was fighting with the six-winged Yin Wind Demon, had been paying attention to the momentum of the sword formation, and suddenly felt Yan Wuyi's resolute momentum, and his face was full of appreciation.

"To be praised by the senior brother is not in vain for the disciple of the Great Luo Sword Pavilion to come forward. Chang Huaixun smiled and joked, thinking that he had been with the senior brother for decades, and he had never seen him look at any disciple twice.

Its sword is like a frightened wind and slashes the demon wings, the body is like a fish and a dragon dodging the devil, and the body is like a terrifying wave, and a hundred swords are released together, so that the six-winged yin wind demon howls and explodes, and the iron wings shrink.

"Such a genius, it's a pity that he entered the door of Luo Laowei. ”

Yuan Hanyi smiled, Bai Mei was suddenly born, Yan Wuyi escaped from under the claws of Yan Yu before, and she also saw his strange steps in her eyes, and what was even more shocking was that the young man only knew six tricks.

Although the three great hidden void cultivators were at ease, they could not escape the terrifying demonic power of the six-winged Yin Wind Demon, and they were trapped within a hundred zhang by a heavy demonic momentum.

If you want to escape from the envelope of demonic power, you will have to pay a great price.

At this moment, Yan Yu Skeleton rushed again, and the violence overflowed, and two more Earth Vein Warriors could not bear the blow and fainted.

"Be careful!"

Chu Jin shouted worriedly, looking at Yan Wuyi's thin body, his nose was slightly sour, and then he pondered and attracted his soul, ready to sacrifice the Yin and Yang chess pieces to save him at any time.

If Yan is not easy or difficult, he will never stand idly by, and even do not hesitate to expose the identity of the soul clan and the accompanying treasures.

"Look. ”

Yan Wuyi pretended to smile and raised his hand slightly.

Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more dangerous, he decisively urged the qi to penetrate the whole body, and a trace of blood-colored energy containing terrifying power instantly flowed through the veins and blood bones, and layers of faint blood clothes covered the surface.

"Poof!"

The qi and blood caused by forcibly mobilizing his strength made him wilt and spit out a mouthful of thick blood.

"Why is Lao Tzu so unlucky, it's all drudgery. Yan Wuyi scolded helplessly, although he was bold, but who knew how much bitterness he endured behind his resolute uprightness.

The qi has been cleared of the sword, and the legs are vigorously walked, and I have to send it!

A gust of wind swept by, and the figure of the young man who focused on everyone's expectant eyes moved with the wind, bursting out like a sword from the string.

The Imperial Array Sword Cultivator is not in the realm of three veins, but he pins his hopes for the protection of the array on a six-trick martial artist, and I don't know what his intentions are, or if he wants to see him create a miracle too much.

"What about people?"

Most of the sword cultivators who were staring at it were still immersed in Yan Wuyi's fearless momentum, and suddenly turned around, but saw that the young man's figure was haunted by blood light, and the electric light was dewed, and the shadow disappeared.

"This person's body seems to have reached the extreme below the hidden void, and he can't see the traces of his moves at all!"

Tang Li, a genius sword cultivator who had been shocked by Yan Wuyi before, sighed again, and caught Yan Wuyi's shadow with a look of awe.

"In terms of speed alone, I am far inferior to him......" The handsome sword cultivator Qi Zhifan who was like a star was surprised, and he felt inferior, and his warlike heart was also unintentionally aroused by Yan Wuyi.

When the swords cultivated their minds were different, Yan Wuyi had already broken through the void with his sword, and his body was treacherous, ten feet away, as if it was only two breaths!

The qi derived from the meridian blood and bones, and then nourishing the meridian blood and bones, made him transcend his own limits again and again like divine help, and this is the case in front of him.

Yan Wuyi never expected that the unsparing penetration of qi would have such an earth-shattering effect, as if he had long been accustomed to the abnormal changes that happened to him after being struck by lightning.

The only downside brought about by the speed of piercing the blood wind was that his face seemed to be burned by fire, and it was hot and painful.

"After this incident, I must be greedy for more treasures from Chu Jin's hands. Yan Wuyi muttered to himself, his power was overwhelming.

The energy wrapped around his hand like a dragon, and it shook the long sword and trembled!

Trapped in place, Yan Nian felt a sense of annihilation, and frantically pulled the streamer chains bound all over his body, causing the ghost power to roll in all directions like waves.

The ghost power seemed to be pressed by the mountains, and Yan Wuyi's extremely fast form increased sharply, and his gradually numb legs also slowed down.

The swords on both sides suddenly noticed that Yan Wuyi was stabbing at him, and then raised a sword qi to imprison the iron chain, desperately exerting his strength backwards.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you and I will help him!"

Tian Fang, who was slightly higher in cultivation, directly killed the ghost with his sword control, and the sword qi was like water, and he drowned away.

Zhang Yaowen nodded yes, and also silently recited the sword mantra, and a burst of blazing light flipped over his body, and shot out with his fingers.

A wrangling erupted, and the Yan Skull hurriedly resisted, but it was this gap that the blue eyes manifested impressively.

The opportunity was fleeting, and he could not afford to delay it for a moment.

"Rushed!"

Yan Wuyi could no longer urge the blue pupil of his left eye, so when he stepped into the range of the ghost potential, he could only avoid the yin and go, and the sword surrounded the ghost qi!

Forcibly endure the heavy force and hurt the body, the ghost qi is chaotic, and the sword is close to the ghost body in an instant.

Thunder blitze, sword power to break evil!

"Boom Boom ......"

Yan Wuyi's cold eyes saw the opportunity, and suddenly felt a force attacking, and he couldn't think about it, so he let out the sword and stabbed the ghost's eyes, and the anger exploded!

At the same time, a spirit without sword intent roared in the distance, seemingly formless and airless, but in fact it was extremely mysterious.

The sword intent is wonderful, but it is rare for someone to see it clearly.

"Bell!"

The crisp sound resounded in all directions, the sword entered the blue pupil, and the blood spattered ten steps!

The long sword made of fine iron snapped with a thud, and sparks flew in all directions.

"Hit!" Tian Fang exclaimed, and then was swept to the ground by the ruthless anger, and looked at the ghost eyes bursting with a look of surprise.

Looking at all the images of Yan Wuyi's long sword stabbing Yan and the skull's one-eyed eyes, he knew that this move was wonderful.

In the sword array, everyone shouted in surprise, watching the mighty Yan Blind Skeleton Ghost Body burst into layers of blood mist, and the breathtaking ghost breath was wilting and rolling.

"Quickly surround and kill the ghosts!"

The burly warrior and Chen Shi were even more pleased, and hurriedly waved the spirit flag, mobilizing the rest of the sword cultivators who had obliterated the Yin soldiers to condense their qi to kill the demons, and the heavy sword qi swept away violently.

Yan Eye's Skull Eyes gathered the Devil's Breath to cultivate, and was broken by the long sword, and it was difficult to struggle.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound sounded in the distance, except for Chu Jin, who was rushing away, the hundred sword cultivators in the sword formation did not notice that Yan Wuyi's fragile body like a broken kite fell to the ground.

Although he was stabbed into the ghost's eye, he was swept away dozens of feet away by the violent ghost power.

Chu Jin hurriedly came, quickly probed his fortune, and decisively hit two soul powers to protect Yan Wuyi's heart, and focused on dispelling the ghost breath.

One after another, thick soul thoughts followed his palm prints into Yan Wuyi's broken body, catalyzing the soul nourishing pills that had not yet been exhausted.

Bits and pieces of pure black energy slowly dispersed, like a surge of light flowing all over the body.

"Ahem......"

After nourishing his heart and rejuvenating his qi and nourishing his soul for a long time, Yan Wuyi gradually regained consciousness and consciousness, and opened his eyes emptyly, and in his eyes was Chu Jin's miserable white face.

"I thought I was going to die. Yan Wuyi vomited blood and smiled bitterly, feeling lucky, and the pain was disturbing.

When the sword pointed at the ghost's eyes, a majestic ghost power bombarded down, thinking that he would definitely die, but now he lived again.

"Even if you kid has a hard life, you can't play with your life at will. ”

Chu Jin came back to his senses and said, "The gray-clothed sword cultivator has made a move, if it weren't for his sword intent......"