The moon was as usual, but the night was stirring.

Because of the forest under the darkness of the night, I was awakened from my sleep by the violent aura, and I could no longer sleep.

In a clearing, a murderous and angry figure was attacking a woman with silver hair hanging to the ground.

That murderous figure, the sword was like thunder, like a white god of death harvesting life.

On the other hand, the silver-haired woman was standing in place, her pupils dilated on her beautiful face, reflecting the enlarged white sword, and her expression was sudden, as if she was unaware of the danger that was about to come.

This scene is the scene where Shan Yunsheng was shocked in his heart after learning that Liu Feng and Xiaoyue were killed by the Jindan powerhouse, and he stood still.

And in the eyes of the Jindan powerhouse, it seemed that he had already seen the scene of Shan Yunsheng being killed by himself with a sword, and he wanted to sprinkle his anger on this woman who no longer resisted.

But when his long sword approached Shan Yunsheng's three-foot range, his pupils also dilated violently.

Because he could no longer pierce his sword into half a cent of the space in front of him!

He was suddenly shocked in his heart! This woman obviously didn't make any moves, what did she do?

With fear and suspicion, it had already risen in the mind of this Jindan powerhouse, and in the next moment, he wanted to retreat, but he found that his figure was already stuck in mid-air, and he could no longer move, and his expression could no longer hide the horror of encountering death!

Seeing this, the red eyes not far away also rolled up in their hearts.

He suddenly remembered that there was a kind of magic in the Southern Regions that had only appeared a long, long time ago, and as soon as this thought came to him, a deep fear began to fill his heart.

"Damn, old man...... Am I being trapped!"

Although he was frightened in his heart, he still scolded secretly, and struggled forward with the pain all over his body, and the red light condensed on the blood drinking knife, and he wanted to gather the red aura again to attack, wanting to try to rescue the Jindan powerhouse.

At this time, Shan Yunshang moved.

In the red-eyed and surprised gaze, Shan Yunsheng swiped the cold ice sword in his hand lightly, and then ...... I saw that something fell from the body of the immobile Jindan powerhouse, rolled three feet away, and buried in the grass.

Defenseless!

The red-eyed figure was stunned, and he stopped his body like this, the red light of the blood drinking knife in his hand dissipated directly, and his face began to become demented, and the red eyes watched as the head of the Jindan powerhouse fell and rolled into the grass, and then was buried by the grass.

At this moment, the red eyes have long lost their fighting intentions, and their expressions are only fearful, as if they have seen some demon in the abyss!

Shan Yunshang took a step forward, as if stepping on the red-eyed heart, and actually stopped his heartbeat by a beat.

As the footsteps fell, the heart began to beat normally again, but more than twice as slow as it was!

When Shan Yunshang took the second step, the heartbeat that Red Eye was about to recover stopped by another beat!

It's the second time!

This time, the red eyes can't rise to any other thoughts, only fear!

The red-eyed eyes reflected Shan Yunsheng's stunning face, although the face was beautiful, but in the red-eyed eyes, it was like a death smile.

The heartbeat resumes again, but ...... Jumping even slower!

Shan Yunshang then took another step in the direction of red eyes......

When Shan Yunshang stood in front of the red-eyed body, the red-eyed eyes were already full of death, and the vitality was weak, so he was afraid that he would die...... It's just a matter of time.

The heartbeat seems to have stopped, but it hasn't really stopped, and maybe in another hour, the next beating will be ushered in......

Shan Yunsheng looked at the red eyes that were almost lifeless, this blood cultivator who shocked the entire Southern Regions a hundred years ago was about to be killed by herself, but she couldn't rise to the slightest pride, and all that was left was endless loss and sorrow.

At this moment, Shan Yunsheng's hair was still white, and it had not changed back to its original appearance, but it was white, without the luster that the secret method had before, and it was white and lifeless.

There was a dead air on it......

Although there are no wrinkles on that beautiful face, and the beauty is still beautiful, it is as pale as paper, like a sick beauty in an ancient poem.

Shan Yunsheng's pale lips grinned, revealing a far-fetched smile, which was a wry smile...... The lips were pale, chapped and chapped, ripping with grin, spilling blood.

However, she didn't seem to care, and then with the ice sword in her hand, she flew up and left in one direction, which was the direction Liu Feng Xiaoyue fled to.

Shan Yunshang came to a huge crack in the ground, her eyes were like water, tears flashed, and she was anxious at the same time.

The footsteps were on the edge of the crack, and he did not stay for half a moment, flying into the depths of the crack.

Long.

When the shadow of the neon dress came out of the crack, the worry on the beautiful face not only did not decrease, but became more intense.

Liu Feng ...... Sister Yue'er......"

Shan Yunshang shouted loudly, but what answered her was the endless and quiet night.

Liu Feng ...... Sister Yue'er...... Where are you ......?"

At this moment, Shan Yunshang is like a helpless little girl, squatting next to the crack, she wants to find the person she misses in her heart, but there is no trace.

"If you don't have your breath here, then you should hide from that person and run away to recuperate, don't worry...... Wait for me, I'm coming for you......"

Shan Yunshang muttered, as if he was giving himself some so-called comfort in his heart.

So, she began to drag her tired body, and her consciousness let go and swept around.

As if he had found nothing, he got up and left, and began to wander through the wilderness, hoping only to find the two men as soon as possible.

Look for that...... A madman...... A fool......

Wanjianmen Cicada Singing Sword Hall!

The night here is also broken, and the tranquility here is broken by an uninvited guest!

Several buildings in the Cicada Singing Sword Hall made an earth-shattering loud noise, breaking the silence of the night in this way.

"What kind of person dares to break into the Ten Thousand Swords Gate?"

A tender voice sounded in the night sky, and then, the sword intent that soared into the sky pierced the sky!

"Shan Yunxiao, you Cicada Singing Sword Hall, you will be removed from the list tonight!"

An extremely arrogant voice sounded, the voice was a little old, but it was full of energy and strong breath!

As this voice fell, several powerful breaths protruded from the Ten Thousand Sword Gate, and it quickly attacked the Cicada Singing Sword Hall!

At this moment, the Cicada Singing Sword Hall has become a ruin!

The hall masters of the three major sword halls of Haotian Sword Hall, Firmament Sword Hall, and Qiankun Sword Hall flew over, with three strong sword intents, as if they were going to tear apart the arrogant figure of the extreme.

"Who is the person, visiting my Ten Thousand Sword Gate late at night?" The hall master of the Haotian Sword Hall stood proudly in the void, middle-aged, burly, with a thick voice, the Haotian long sword in his hand was out of the body, flashing with the slightest reflection of the moonlight, extremely powerful.

"If you want to make trouble, you first asked the Qiankun Sword in my hand!" The hall master of the Qiankun Sword Hall is a female monk, and the Qiankun Sword in her hand is five feet long! At this moment, it is exuding a faint black and white sword aura!

The other hall master of the Firmament Sword Hall did not speak, but only held a three-foot-long Firmament Sword, standing in the firmament, it seemed that as long as the intruder made a strange move, he would immediately attack and attack its vital point!

"Everyone, the old man came here this time, just to destroy the Cicada Ming Sword Hall! If the three of you leave here, the old man will not pursue it, and the old man will be grateful afterwards!"

An old man in a Taoist robe rose into the air from the ruined building of the Cicada Singing Sword Hall!

"But......" The old man's tone was originally a little polite, but the next sentence suddenly turned around, and the cold light was revealed, "If you interfere, the old man will slaughter the entire Ten Thousand Swords Gate by mistake...... Don't blame the old man!"

The tone was indifferent, and he didn't seem to take the few people in front of him in his eyes at all.

Sword cultivators, what they pay attention to is to move forward, have no fear in their hearts, even if they are temporarily sheltered from the wind, they must have a clear conscience!

Otherwise, even if the matter passes, it will be difficult to calm the demonic thoughts in your heart, and you will survive the sword tribulation in the future, and it will be difficult to live ten deaths!

As a result, the hall masters of the other three major sword halls of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate did not back down at all, but instead surged into the sky, piercing the sky, and wanted to fight the old man endlessly!

Wanjian Mountain Gate, not all cats and dogs can break into it casually!