The flame of the purple sè, controlled by a powerful soul, converged little by little.

The bewitching woman's eyes were full of pain and despair.

Ziyan didn't contaminate her body, and she already had a kind of pain in her heart.

This purple sè unknown flame is like a soul-seeking soul that can devour people's souls, making her soul tremble in fear.

She never imagined that one day she would die in endless fear. Before that, she also thought that if she could subdue that cheap maid, at least when her soul was broken, she would be successfully cultivated by the hall master, and she could dig out the supreme martial arts and sword dao that she inherited could make the hall master gain great benefits, and herself, with such a credit, could raise her eyebrows in one fell swoop.

If this woman died, she might lose her life, but she would never die in such pain.

Right now, all the qiē is irretrievable.

This handsome but cold man as iron, when he punched out, the heavens and the earth were broken, and the black void turbulence appeared.

That punch killed half the city.

But no one dared to rush up and say anything, and no one even dared to run away.

If...... If she had known that this woman had such a lover, she would have given her ten guts, and she would not have dared to torture this woman.

Can...... Regret is useless at this point.

The bewitching woman's gaze had become desperate, but the despair still couldn't break free from her near death

The ending.

Ziyan quickly burned, but the fierce flame suddenly became much weaker, so that the bewitching woman was burned all over, and her body and soul were in endless torment.

She let out a terrible howl, and her soul, too, was silently roaring and struggling, like a bug on fire, twitching violently, but to no avail.

Such a ruthless scene, even Bai Ying and Wan Zichen beside Zhou Yan turned a little whiter.

But at this time, no one dared to intercede.

The white fox didn't dare, Wan Zichen didn't dare, and as for the man in white with a broken body, he didn't dare to take a breath.

The bewitching woman's roar gradually became hoarse and weak, but the pain continued.

Her body, in the faint purple flame, burned into nothingness little by little, her soul was burned into ashes little by little, and in the endless pain, the bewitching woman finally disappeared

When the last wisp of her soul was about to disappear, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled like relief.

There was a dead silence.

This nearly half an hour is as long as a century.

Zhou Yan burned the woman to death, and he came back to his senses indifferently, glanced at this piece of heaven and earth, and his fists gradually clenched.

His actions made Sikong Han, a middle-aged man in white with a broken body, his face even whiter

But Zhou Yan didn't punch.

His fist was released again, and with a slight slap of his hand, a golden short sword as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in front of him.

This golden short sword exudes an extremely terrifying aura, and this aura is at least at the level of a superb Horcrux.

Sikong Han, a middle-aged man in white, and the dense monks around him also felt this aura, but these people did not dare to have fanaticism in their hearts, because a servant was a true spirit-level genius in the realm of the Four Refining Sword Tribulations, and the master had a storage zài who was holding at least the best Horcruxes, and no one could afford to provoke them.

Sikong Han didn't dare to speak out, let alone mess around, as if he was resigned to his fate, waiting for Zhou Yan's verdict.

He deeply understands that it doesn't matter if he dies, if he causes the destruction of the War Spirit Hall because of himself, then everyone in his vein will never come out again, not to mention that he is also the sinner of the entire War Spirit Palace.

"Bai Ying, since you have inherited the Cangsheng Sword Dao, this Cangsheng Sword will be handed over to you for use for the time being, until

After Xi'er wakes up, she will pass it on to her. She is the most suitable person I have ever seen for this kind of Path. ”

Zhou Yan said suddenly.

His words seemed a little inexplicable, and no one knew why Zhou Yan would say such a thing.

But the white fox Bai Ying was only slightly stunned, and then she looked at the collapsed ruins in the distance, and had some understanding in her heart, so she took the sword at the moment and said respectfully: "Yes, master, Bai Ying will take good care of this sword." ”

Zhou Yan's hand waved slightly, and the purple flame that was still burning before had disappeared.

His eyes suddenly looked at Sikong Han, and he said indifferently: "After waiting for so long, your Battle Soul Hall should be about to play someone." ”

His eyes were cold and merciless, his face was calm, and his gaze was deep, and he could not see joy or sorrow.

But being stared at with such eyes, even Sikong Han, who had the Seven Transformations Sword Void Realm, felt cold all over.

And Zhou Yan's words made his heart even colder.

This man...... Is it waiting for the strong man of the Battle Spirit Hall to come...... So...... It's all over...... In this world, there are rules in this world, but the suppression of the realm is useless to Zhou Yan.

Because Zhou Yan obtained the Lei Yan Soul Liquid, comprehended the way of life and death, comprehended the supreme path of Lei Yan Mountain and the Sea of Soul Knowledge, and even the thunder could not kill him, and what Heavenly Dao laws could suppress his realm

When he was in the Sword Spirit Triple Heaven, Zhou Yan's combat power, under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, could already be on par with Ji Tianxu.

Ji Tianxu's combat power, breaking five, is comparable to the strength of the sword void five changes realm.

And now, Zhou Yan has reached the realm of the sword soul, one move can kill Ji Tianxu in seconds, and his combat power can break six, which is comparable to the true spirit-level genius of the realm of the realm of one change in the realm, so under the premise of no realm suppression, he can be compared to the strength of the six changes of the sword void.

Combined with the way of life and death, Ziyan and Xingyi swordsmanship, it is not difficult to kill Sikong Han, whose strength is impaired, in one shot.

What's more, with one punch before, Jing still had most of the punch intent intercepted in his body, and he didn't need to consume the punch intent anymore, he could still punch like that two more punches!

There is no realm pressure, which means that there are no shackles at all, and the body has become extremely powerful, and it is actually the sequelae of the body being blasted by the powerful fist intent, which is equivalent to one punch that can be shot three times in a row!

This is probably also the special benefit of the Emperor Qi Sword Body after condensing the three sword souls. The potential of the Emperor Qi Sword Body can also be seen at this point.

"Big ...... My lord...... Predecessor...... My Sikong Han is wrong, but there is a wrong, and the debt is the owner, the predecessors can directly kill my Sikong Han, or use thunder and fire to refine me, let me die in pain...... But this thing has to do with ...... The Hall of War Soul has nothing to do with ...... It really has nothing to do with the Battle Spirit Palace, I can swear a poisonous oath with my soul......"

Under Zhou Yan's gaze, Sikong Han's whole body trembled, and he suddenly knelt down.

He pleaded with a cry of pleading, hoping that things would not deteriorate further.

When he reached a state like him, he naturally knew that there were some shaves that he would never be able to offend. And the original eagerness has completely disappeared, and I dare not save the slightest bit.

Zhou Yan's hand stretched out and pointed at Sikong Han, a purple flame, at a very slow speed, gradually entangled Sikong Han.

Then, Ziyan burst into flames.

But, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly appeared.

"Bold fanatics, dare to destroy the Nine Heavens Battle Hall of the Miè My War Soul Palace, die!"

A clear voice came, and then, a woman dressed in white condensed a sword light, like a shocking thunder, and directly slashed at Zhou Yan's head.

This is a beautiful woman with nine changes in the sword.

She controlled the nine sword lights to appear, and as soon as she appeared, she directly crushed Ziyan and extinguished it, and slashed at Zhou Yan with all her might.

"Lord Hongyi, don't, don't!"

Sikong Han let out a terrible exclamation, but he couldn't stop it, and he couldn't resist it.

The light in his eyes immediately turned dead.

The white fox immediately made a move.

But Zhou Yan moved, before the white fox.

Without the suppression of the realm, Zhou Yan directly condensed one of the two fist intentions that had broken through the air before in the palm of his hand, and his sword soul evolved in the palm of his hand, and at that moment, his hand, as if it suddenly became a lot bigger, just stretched out lightly and pinched the sword light.

The terrifying sword light could almost tear the void, but it was pinched by Zhou Yan's hand, and it was crushed into powder in an instant, shattered like dust.

The woman in white like a fairy snorted, and in Zhou Yan's hand, she was directly injured and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

This is the scorching sun sword light that she has cultivated at the same time, but she was crushed by Zhou Yan.

This method has no clue at all, and its power is terrifying.

What's even more terrifying is that when the fairy-clothed woman Hongyi County Lord looked at the delicate and fairy-like Bai Ying beside Zhou Yan, her delicate body was obviously shocked, and her face turned a little whiter.

She was still standing still, and saw this fairy-like woman respectfully asking the cold young man beside her: "Master, do you want Bai Ying to make a move and kill them all?"

The county lord of Hongyi chuckled in her heart, and then, she suddenly understood why Sikong Han was so miserable and shouted for her not to do anything, because this may have touched a terrible force that even the Battle Spirit Hall did not dare to touch.

The Battle Soul Hall is the number one force in the Lei Yan Continent, and the Hongyi County Lord knows it very well in his heart, except for those who are strong in the hidden world. Because of some hidden forces, a random monk from the high-level realm of the Sword Tribulation can destroy the entire Battle Soul Palace.

Therefore, at this time, the face of the lord of Hongyi County also became cold, and she suddenly focused her attention on Sikong Han.

"Alas......"

Sikong Han knew that the development of the matter was beyond his control, and at that moment, he directly shot out a sword illusion, presenting the reason for the qi qi without concealing it at all.

Lord Hongyi just sensed it, and suddenly her delicate body trembled.

She suddenly understood.

was as arrogant as her, and was also shocked by Zhou Yan's feelings for Gu Xi.

A woman, why is she so heavy-handed

The treasure of heaven and earth like Lei Yan Soul Liquid can be consumed and wasted, just to hang the breath of this woman who is no longer saved

She suddenly had nothing more to say.

What she had nothing to say was her own ridiculous actions.

Himself, he actually shot at this strong man who almost destroyed a city with one punch.

There is a maid in the realm of the Four Refining Sword Tribulation, this person Mo said that she has unimaginably terrifying strength, even if she doesn't have the strength, she will definitely die.

But this man didn't kill her, but just blocked her life, destroyed it, and gave himself a way out.

She was still thinking about it, but over there, the cold and resolute young man suddenly said, "All of you, kneel down and kowtow to Xi'er to make amends." ”

As he spoke, his fists clenched.

The terrifying breath of life and death suddenly appeared without wind, and between heaven and earth, there was a terrifying artistic conception of death, as if it was about to come. (To be continued.)