Zhang Xueqi was stunned, and then walked past me with a sad face.

She was twenty when she met her, and her robe couldn't hide her youth, even if she just glanced at the crowd, she could feel beautiful and confident.

Now she, like Yan Qi, is about to enter the age of no confusion.

Yuan Qi can lock his face and not change it, but he can't lock the lost years. is full of thoughts, all between the eyebrows and eyes.

It's a pity that she kept inviting young people, and now she can only accompany Dao Zang with green lights.

At the moment when Zhang Xueqi's back was about to disappear at the entrance of the cliff, a streamer suddenly flew out from the Quanzhen Sect camp and hit Zhang Xueqi's back.

I saw that her waist was weak, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Before falling to the ground, Zhang Xueqi turned around hard, with unspeakable sadness in her eyes, the person who did it was not me, but she was looking at me.

Murong Jinxiu rushed over and helped her up.

His face was as pale as paper, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and his eyes were shining with tears.

Zhang Xueqi's mouth opened, as if she wanted to say something, but she still didn't say it after all.

Vitality passed very quickly, and in a few breaths, a wisp of fragrant soul dissipated between heaven and earth.

When the Taoist priest reaches the realm of Yuanqi, if he dies horizontally, his soul will not enter the underworld, and he will only turn into the aura of heaven and earth, and some divine thoughts will eventually disappear with the breeze.

This change was not expected by me at all, and even if I had the heart to save her, it would be too late.

It was the Kunlun Cave Heaven cultivator of the Quanzhen Sect who killed her, using the magic weapon Streamer Crossbow.

"Why did you kill her?" I asked lightly.

"Greed for life and fear of death, the shame of the Quanzhen Sect." This Kunlun Cave Heaven cultivator said eloquently.

"Everyone in the world is afraid of death, but she begged me to let her go not because she was afraid of death." I said.

"If you are not afraid of death, how can you beg the enemy for mercy?" He retorted.

I did not argue with him any more, and the living do not fight with the dead.

Zhang Xueqi begged for mercy not because she was afraid of death, I could read death in her eyes.

She begged me for mercy because it was a sorrow for her to die at my hands.

I understand the words in the last eye: Everyone in the world can kill me, but you can't.

"Zhiqiu, I'm going to kill someone." Murong put down Zhang Xueqi's corpse and pulled out the Ziwei Sword.

"Okay."

The person she wanted to kill, Quanzhen Sect, who killed Zhang Xueqi with a streamer crossbow, was the first time I had seen Murong Zixuan so angry.

Now there are more than 200 people on the top of the mountain, and the killing machine is ready, after the Tiangang Beidou Array was destroyed by me, there are also Taiji Liangyi, Eighteen Arhat Formations and other Shenwei realm combat power.

In addition to the formation, the Kunlun Cave Heaven cultivators, a magic weapon similar to the streamer crossbow, have it for everyone.

There are also talisman spells, the Laoshan faction's oath and thunder spells, which are not to be underestimated.

In terms of combat power, I am far inferior to Murong if I don't make a series of nine swords. However, my defenses are several times stronger than hers.

Murong wants to take the life of the murderer of Zhang Xueqi in the crowd, which means that I have to share all the pressure for her.

In the past, Xie Ling had pressed the formation for me, and the sword qi controlled the whole field, and all the attacks were between her divine thoughts.

I don't have the coercion of sword qi, if I want to suppress the formation, I can only control the whole audience with the sword intent accumulated by the nine swords of the Liuren Yin Yang Sword.

"It's a pity that there is no wine today." Murong sighed and began to dance the sword.

The affection is lingering, and the sword intent is also lingering.

At this moment, the most suitable thing to use for the death of Zhang Xueqi is the affectionate sword.

Murong did not hide his realm, and all the sword qi that could be exerted at the peak of the martial soul was exerted to the extreme by her.

"Martial Saint!" The people present were not all idiots, the old monk who found out about me first had drunk Murong's cultivation.

"Martial Saint Peak!" The second person called out, and it was also an old man from the Kunlun Cave.

There has long been no martial arts inheritance in the world, and there is not even a record in the Dao Collection, but those Shenwei Danas who escaped into the Kunlun Cave still retain memories of martial arts.

Everyone present had always underestimated Murong's combat power, especially after she showed symptoms of blood sickness.

Now the sword qi is powerful, and the hearts of the people who stabbed are secretly cold.

You can't understand how strong the realm of the Martial Saint is, but you can't help but understand the endless sword intent that Murong emitted.

"The days are long and the days are endless, and this hatred is endless!"

Murong let out a loud shout, and the Ziwei Sword turned into a blood snake and stabbed at the Kunlun Cave Heaven cultivator of the Quanzhen Sect.

At the same time, I directly flew out of the seventh move Blood Seventh Heaven and spit out the fourth move in the air, and the sword intent full of frost in the autumn sky shrouded above everyone's heads, the sword intent was boundless, I didn't know where to go, I didn't know what to do, but it put everyone in danger.

For a while, except for the Quanzhen Sect camp in order to protect the murderer who killed Zhang Xueqi, the magic weapon and sword qi of the other sects all attacked me.

It's a pity that they got the point wrong, when it comes to sword qi and swordsmanship, Murong is my master.

Attacking all over the sky, I can dodge it, and if I can't dodge, I will eat it with my flesh.

Although the autumn frost is full of sky, it can't really be pierced. Otherwise, once I get old, I will be hit with a fatal attack.

Murong's movements were much faster than I expected, and before my body could hit the ground, she had already finished retreating and returning to her original place.

The murderer who killed Zhang Xueqi pinched his neck with his hands, blood flowed from the tips of his fingers, and then the Taoist robe on his chest.

"Zhiqiu, it is also a very pleasant thing to kill people when you can't think of it." After I landed, Murong said to me.

Murong's murderous intent and the cultivation of the peak of the Martial Saint severely frustrated the self-confidence of this group of people.

It can be seen that there are already people in a mess, and some people want to leave this place.

Listening to a whoosh, someone threw out the immortal rope, and it was a human Taoist priest of the Maoshan faction. Before he could follow the immortal Suo Ruyun, Murong stabbed out with a sword volley, and a blood-colored Manshu Shahua appeared on the tip of the sword, floating towards his body.

Others have already fallen on the fairy rope, so naturally they can't dodge.

The petals of Manshu Sawa cracked, and the Taoist priest rained blood.

This time, no one tried to escape again.

If you can't escape, you can only fight to the death.

The Laoshan faction recited the oath of thunder and mantra in unison, and the sky was like a slide, with lightning flashing, and the sound of wind and thunder whistling. Finally, nine purple dragons manifested, hidden among the wind and clouds.

The eighteen arhats of Buddhism manifested a huge golden-bodied arhat, the strongest dragon-descending arhat among the one hundred and eight arhats.

This is even the dragon king of the true dragon who can be subdued, and his combat power is off the charts. Although it is only the golden body of the Dragon Descending Arhat, the power is also not to be underestimated. Not to mention anything else, just the coercion of the Buddha's thoughts projected from the tiger's eyes made my whole body blood shackles, and my heart beat wildly.

The battle is finally in full swing!

The dragon descending Arhat was suspended in the air and did not move like a mountain, and he spat out the truth: "Maha is immeasurable. ”

As soon as the big mudra comes out, it seems that it can shoot people directly from the human world to the infernal hell.

The Tai Chi Liangyi array of Wudang True Martial Arts came out of four groups, and eight black and white two-color qi swords broke through the air.

The nine purple dragons hovering in the sky roared in unison, the wind and clouds changed color, and the sky was dark.

The roar of the power of true thunder shook the entire Yitian Peak.

Streamer crossbow, heavenly machine box, yin and yang fan, grass head sword, mixed yuan jade ruyi, eight treasures exquisite tower...... Those Kunlun Cave Heaven cultivators who were not in the formation were converting Yuan Qi into sword qi and sacrificing magic weapons one after another.

In this battle, all the Kunlun Cave Heaven cultivators showed their true skills, and those high-level cultivators of the Yuan Qi Eight Rank and the Eight Rank of Prajna in the world also used all their strength.

Distracted and calculated, the combat power that everyone burst out all of them added up to nine Primal Realm Divine Might, six Intermediate Divine Might, and three Peak Divine Might.

And they have only one goal, and that is me.

There is only one reason, I am a cursed person by the gods, and whoever kills me will be blessed and favored by the gods!

My body has inherited the metamorphosis defense ability of the dragon scale armor, and I can withstand the attack of the peak of divine power without being defeated, but the current attack power is equivalent to the three peak masters of divine power to shoot together.

At the critical juncture, I had no other choice, and directly opened the sixth sword battle soul of the Liuren Yin Yang Sword to burn blue blood, and at the cost of burning vitality, a layer of transparent dragon scale armor body mirror image was manifested.

As long as I keep alive, the mirror image of the dragon's scale armor can block all attacks for me.

This special effect was comprehended by me during the ten years of pain endured by the Sword Test Stone, and it can be regarded as an accident.

In the past, the battle spirit burned blue blood at the cost of vitality to provide me with a steady stream of Yuan Qi endurance combat, and after abandoning the Tao to learn martial arts, there was no Yuan Qi, but it stimulated the defensive characteristics of the dragon scale armor, and comprehended this kind of domineering defense technique.

Murong originally wanted to help me share the pressure, but after seeing the dragon scale armor body mirror appeared, he immediately stopped and left the center of the battlefield. Because she knew that the six Yin Yang Swords and nine swords broke out in a row with indiscriminate attacks, strangling all living beings in the battlefield.

The dragon scale armor mirror image withstood a high-intensity attack, and although it was not shattered, the loss of vitality in my body reached a terrifying rate.

I didn't dare to have the slightest stagnation, and directly started with the bright moon on the sea of the first sword of the Liuren Yin Yang Sword, and ended with the clouds opening and seeing the moon.

When the last sword was unleashed, the stars lost their brilliance, as if an invisible veil of darkness obscured all light.

The entire summit was plunged into darkness.

The sword no longer shines, the electric light is no longer dazzling, and all the spells and spells, including the golden light on the dragon descending Arhat, are ruthlessly stripped away.

This is the first time I have used a complete Six Yin Yang Sword, and the nine swords are fired in succession, shattering the void!

The sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible.

This sword should have left an eternal sword intent, and the person who used this sword should have shattered the void and turned into an immortal!

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