(PS: Yesterday's plane was late, and I didn't return to Chengdu until four o'clock in the morning, and today the two chapters are updated, and there are close to eight thousand words, so I'm really tired, so take a rest first, and continue to make up for it tomorrow, I hope you'll forgive me.) ）

"Phew!"

Xiao Yu, who was walking in the night, spat a mouthful, and his face full of flesh was full of irritability after a long journey.

Xiao Yu has never been a patient person, to be precise, he should be regarded as the kind of person who can solve things with his fists, and he has never said more nonsense.

But such a person, in the past half a month, has been patient, and wants to find those murderers who have been rampant in the rivers and lakes of Great Xia these days, wantonly slaughtering the powerhouses of the Great Yan Realm of various sects.

Xiao Yu thought of many ways for this, whether it was squatting or luring the snake out of the hole, or looking for the common ground in those dead Dayan Realm powerhouses. And the result was not satisfactory, to be precise, nothing was gained, but the Sword Holding Pavilion lost three golden-robed sword holders because of this.

Those people are like ghosts hiding in the shadows, killing people invisibly, and people disappear without a shadow.

Invisible or intangible, no matter how hard they defend themselves, the other party can always take the life of the person they want to take without them noticing.

This feeling of power and nowhere to use made the Xiao Pavilion Lord depressed to the extreme, of course he wanted to find out the murderer and have a good time with him, but the other party didn't give him the slightest chance at all. On the contrary, the emperor's secret edict was sent to him before Xiao Yu went crazy, no matter how dissatisfied he was in his heart, Xiao Yu could only summon many sword bearers to go back to the house, and put the matter on hold for the time being.

He thought that if Li Yulin couldn't give an explanation as to why he was in such a hurry to recall him back to Henghuang City, he would definitely tear this emperor off the dragon chair and give him a beating, so as to vent the anger in his heart.

Thinking of the scene where the king of a country was beaten to the ground by him and begged for mercy again and again, Xiao Yu felt happy in his heart, and the depression that had accumulated in his heart for half a month also dissipated a little.

The city of Henghuang City soon appeared in front of Xiao Yu and his party, and there was still more than an hour before they could return there.

But at this moment, the crowd in front of them suddenly stopped in the night.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yu shouted dissatisfiedly.

What is surprising is that none of these sword-wielding people, who have always been in awe of Xiao Yu, responded to his dissatisfaction.

Xiao Yu realized that something was wrong, he frowned, lifted his bloated belly, pushed away the sword-wielding people in front of him, and strode to the front of the team.

Then when he saw the figure at the front of the team, Xiao Dage's brows suddenly furrowed.

In the thick of the night, a figure stood in front of his team like a ghost.

The figure was wrapped in a black robe that almost blended in with the night, silent like a sculpture, but the eyes hidden under the hood shone with a scarlet light, like a hungry wolf in the dense forest, watching the prey that had become fish.

After Xiao Yu was slightly stunned, he quickly reacted to why those sword-wielding people were stunned when they saw this black figure. It's not that they're timid, it's not that they're unwilling, it's that the qi emanating from the black figure seals the five senses of these sword-wielders—they're imprisoned in place!

This is an extremely strange technique, he can't help but lock the recipient's qi, and even more lock his consciousness, when he unlocks this method, the recipient can't even realize that he has been cast such a spell.

Who are you?

Such a question came to Xiao Yu's mind at that time, but he was soon swallowed alive.

Because he soon had the answer.

He finally understood why, no matter how many men were sent, the murderers could always take the lives of those they wanted, and he and his sword-wielding men were unaware of it.

His brow sank at that moment, and the question "Who are you" was replaced by a question like, "What do you want to do?"

"Life. The response of the figure under the black robe was simple, and of course strange.

But soon, Xiao Yu understood the "deep meaning".

After the black figure spit out this word, its toes touched the ground, and its body struck towards the place where Xiao Yu was like a streamer.

The black aura around him seemed to fit perfectly with the night, and coupled with his surprisingly fast speed, it was difficult for Xiao Yu's eyesight to perceive the trajectory of the opponent's attack for a while.

"Earth Wonderland!" The people in this world who can do this, no matter what the teacher comes from, no matter how old they are, but without exception, they can only be immortals - only immortals can make immortals feel threatened, this is an iron law.

Xiao Yu's heart was shocked, and he didn't dare to hold it up, and a long sword appeared out of thin air at that time and was held in his hand.

It was a sword no more than two fingers wide and no thicker than a cicada's wings, delicate and exquisite, with a carved dragon and phoenix on the hilt, and a whole body of gold. Such a sword naturally conforms to the character of the Xiao Pavilion Lord, who is not profitable and cannot afford to be early, but it is not quite in line with his bloated physique.

And then, he deftly swung his sword, and his swift thunder-like body was even more incompatible with his fat stature.

But it was also by relying on this style that he dodged the sharp sword of the black-robed man.

But this is not the end, but the beginning.

The black robe was not discouraged when he missed the blow, he continued to launch his fierce attack towards Xiao Yu, his sword edge flowed, and the majestic sword intent was like a dragon going out to sea, a tiger in the mountains, like some fierce and evil in the world.

Under such an offensive, Xiao Yu, who was a powerhouse in the Earth Immortal Realm, only had the power to parry, and he did not have the slightest ability to fight back, he was defeated and retreated, but the anger in his heart was better than one breath.

Xiao Yu has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes of Daxia for so many years, relying on the ruthlessness in his heart that has never been extinguished.

His heart sank, and he finally didn't want to be chased and beaten by this black robe.

Therefore, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the long sword that attacked the black robe, and the whistling sword intent on the sword instantly stirred his hand into a blur of flesh and blood, but Xiao Yu just snorted, and the slender long sword shot out at this moment, and went straight to the chest of the black robe.

The black robe obviously didn't expect that this Xiao Yu would have such a determination to exchange injuries for injuries, and seeing that he couldn't avoid Xiao Yu's sword, he could only stretch out his hand and grab the long sword that Xiao Yu stabbed.

So his hand was also injured by Xiao Yu's sword intent at that time, and his skin opened in an instant.

The two froze in place, each holding his own "sword" and each holding his sword, and no one let go, because they knew that whoever let go of his hand would be the first to stab the other in the throat. The majestic Zhenyuan began to gather around the two of them, their clothes agitated, and Zhenyuan and sword intent continued to rush towards each other along their long swords and arms, constantly impacting each other's bodies, trying to repel each other.

All the moves and calculations lost their meaning at this point, and the duel between the immortals evolved into a haphazard confrontation of forces like a brawl in the market.

Soon, Xiao Yu's eyebrows furrowed, and dense sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Rao is he has tried his best, but the true yuan in the other party's body is as vast as the sea, and he gradually feels that his strength is not enough, but the other party has no trace of exhaustion, and the surging true yuan and sword intent are still surging through the sword body and arms.

"Not bad. ”

At this time, the silent black robe suddenly said.

There was a rotten smell in the hoarse voice, like the smell of rain-soaked dead branches and leaves being lifted, which was disgusting.

But the strange thing was that Xiao Yu could feel that when he said this, there was a hint of relief in the tone of the black robe.

"But it's not enough. ”

The black robe continued, his garment rising more and more violently at that time, and the momentum around him began to rise, as if it were endless.

Xiao Yu's face changed, but it was too late.

At the moment when the aura of the black robe rose, the force surging along the arm and the long sword also increased sharply at this moment, and it roared straight to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu, who was caught off guard, turned pale in an instant, his body shook, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body retreated violently, retreating straight from a distance of dozens of zhang, barely stabilizing his body in embarrassment.

Xiao Yu didn't have time to think about why this black robe had such a strong strength, he was about to suppress the internal breath surging in his body and fight again. But the black robe was unwilling to give him this opportunity, his body swept to Xiao Yu again almost the moment Xiao Yu stopped, and a palm wind with a black aura slapped Xiao Yu's chest.

Under this palm, the master of Xiao Dage, who has dominated the rivers and lakes of Great Xia for decades, has no power to fight back, and his body is stunned, and he actually falls to the ground.

The same would not give him half a chance to fight back, the feet of the black robe stretched out again, pressing Xiao Zhi's chest, and the black breath was like ink on snow-white rice paper, like a poisonous snake gushing out of a bottomless notch, gushing out from under his robe, wrapping Xiao Zhi's body in it.

Not only the body, but also the majestic True Yuan in Xiao Yu's body, which was obviously immobile under the confinement of that black qi.

"You're going to kill me?" Xiao Yu stared at the black robe with wide eyes.

Death is not an unfamiliar word for Xiao Yulin, since the day he met Li Yulin, why did he risk his life once for the sake of this emperor?

Thirty years ago, the first emperor died, and the seven sons took the heir, and it was he who led Li Yulin from the sea of corpses and blood to kill a throne leading to the throne.

Eighteen years ago, the Demon Gate rebelled, and it was he who fought into the enemy line alone and took the head of the Demon Gate Sect, which quelled a disaster in the Great Xia River.

Seven years ago ....

As far as Xiao Yu is concerned, he has always been associated with death, and he has long been aware of this matter.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that he would die here, at the hands of someone who didn't even know his identity.

He could probably imagine how his sword-wielding men would be shocked when they woke up from this method and looked at their dead corpses, and they would still leave such rumors in the rivers and lakes of Great Xia - rumors that Xiao Yu, the master of the Sword Pavilion, was tyrannical and amassed wealth, attracted God's punishment, and died suddenly.

Xiao Yu didn't cherish his reputation, but when he thought of the abuse he would receive after his death, the pavilion lord hated it from the bottom of his heart.

But no matter what he thought, the black-robed man didn't pay attention to his thoughts.

The sword in his hand stabbed straight towards Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu watched all this, but he couldn't do anything.

Burst!

With a soft sound.

The sword pierced into Xiao Yu's body, and a sharp pain came, but Xiao Yu's eyes showed a look of horror.

The sword did pierce into his body, but it was not a vital point like the heart, throat, or eyebrows, he pierced three inches above Xiao Yu's dantian.

There is the Purple Mansion, which is the first palace of the immortals.

Black demonic qi poured into Xiao Yu's life palace along the sword body, and his purple mansion was shattered in an instant under that monstrous demonic qi, and his immortal cultivation also began to fall layer by layer with the shattering of the life palace.

In this world where cultivation is everything, the cultivation of a bad person is far more terrible than killing a person.

Xiao Yu's eyes were red when he realized this, and he shouted, "Who are you?"

But the black robe didn't have the slightest intention of responding to him, after he smashed Xiao Yu's Life Palace, he drew his sword and returned it to the sheath, and turned away without looking back, as if he didn't have the slightest intention of taking his life.

It was only when his figure was almost about to merge with the night that his steps stopped slightly, and a tone that still smelled of decay came out of his mouth.

"Yours, no. ”

"You've got to do it all over again..."

"Worm..."