The abrupt scene caught everyone off guard.

Wen Xin, who was standing on the side of Bai Yi, had a miserable face, and his soul was so angry that he didn't even know when he appeared, and he didn't know how he would stand beside him.

At the same time, Qiu Li and Su Dan, who were standing not far from Wenxin, saw this, and their hearts suddenly sank, but instead of advancing and retreating, they escaped far away, opening a safe distance.

Wen Xin didn't think much about it, and he was frightened and threatened, and he was about to retreat.

It's just that before he could take a step, he felt a light hand on his shoulder, causing the spiritual power in his body to fade in an instant, as if he had touched the terror, and quietly surrendered.

This terrible weirdness made Wen Xin's face bloodless, and the remaining firmness in his heart completely dissipated, and the hand holding the spear trembled unconsciously, almost letting it fall off.

"You..."

Wen Xin opened his mouth in a trembling voice, but as soon as the voice came out, he swallowed it back into his stomach, only to see the drunken madness and the flame poison fire spirit in front of him saluting respectfully: "I've seen Childe." ”

Son?

Wen Xin's hearts trembled when they heard this, and they suddenly guessed that someone among the onlookers had figured out something, and subconsciously roared: "He, he is the master of Beitianque." ”

At the beginning, when he set up a sect in the sky, Jun Yi stepped on the back of the heavenly soldier Thunder Tiger and crossed the sky, and the wind and thunder were only a flash in the sky, and few people knew the true face.

Later, he appeared only a few times, and there were even more clouds of smoke lingering.

The martial artists near Hengjun Court may not be able to see their true faces, but they still know what the martial artists in the other heavens call Jun Yi, and those who can make the peak martial king so respectful and awe-inspiring, are there still others?

Jun Yi's white clothes followed the wind, and he motioned for the two of them to get up with a slight bow.

At the same time, he looked sideways gently, and a warm voice came out faintly, although the sound was small, but it quietly echoed in the ears of the onlookers, and did not enter the ears of Wenxin: "Wenxin, Wenlou Master, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Over the past thousand years, I've lived... Are you alright?"

"Boom!"

As the voice came out, Wen Xin's pupils suddenly condensed, his body trembled suddenly, and the cold sweat that overflowed was actually soaked in an instant, and the sweat on his forehead was even more like rain.

The sound that he had not heard for a thousand years was like a nightmare from hell, and he was so frightened that it was difficult to describe in words, and his whole person seemed to faint.

Feeling the trembling coming from the palm of his hand, as well as the endless fear that originated in Wenxin's heart, Jun Yi's heart was clear: "It seems that you still remember me, very good, not bad." ”

The feeling that came out of his heart could not be concealed at all, and he could not escape the prying eyes of the Holy Child of Heavenly Punishment.

Under the strong power of the Heavenly Punishment Holy Child, the martial artists of the same realm had no room for resistance at all, and such suppression seemed to come from the level, as if from the heart, as if from the origin.

At this moment, Wen Xin was facing thousands of warriors, his trembling body and frightened face made the onlookers see clearly and did not hide it at all.

At this moment, everyone seemed to fall into a nightmare, and they were all silent.

This is a terrible scene that can only occur in a dream, who would have thought that there would really be a day to see it.

Five major sects, seven peerless buildings, the overlord of one side, the famous indifferent landlord, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who could have believed that he would have such a frightened side?

"Tapp..."

At this moment, the sound of light footsteps sounded quietly, breaking the dead silence here.

Everyone subconsciously moved their stiff necks, only to see a dazzling and light red imprint engraved in their eyes, and they couldn't take their eyes off it.

Everyone was like this, and Su Dan, the peak martial king of the Su family, reacted even more, his shocked face was almost distorted, his voice was hoarse, and he roared out word by word: "Su... Not... Read..."

"Boom!"

These three words came out, as if a boulder had been thrown on the calm surface of the lake, and it exploded with a bang.

However, in the face of Su Dan, who was in a state of confusion, Su Wunian's face was calm, and there was even a slight ridicule in his eyes: "I didn't expect Elder Su to remember me." ”

is also close to the Su family, Su Dan is the person on Su Wu'an's side, and among the people who shot in the night with blood thousands of years ago, he has a share.

"You, why are you here?"

Su Dan was incomprehensible, but when he looked at Su Wunian, he felt as if he was about to touch something, and he was stopped by an invisible barrier, making it impossible to peek into the truth.

It's just that Su Wunian didn't pay attention to Su Dan's question at all, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, is it necessary to know too much about a dead person?

"Hum..."

At the same time, the sky trembled slightly, and countless figures strode silently from a distance.

I saw hundreds of martial artists in the martial realm coming out, all expressionless and cold, and there was even blood on the swords held in someone's hands.

"Are you coming?"

Feeling the blood behind him, Jun Yi's calm eyes rippled for a moment, but he no longer paid attention to Wen Xin, and took a step directly towards the barren mountain.

Seeing this, the surrounding onlookers were puzzled, the barren mountain had already closed, could it be that he still had to force his way in?

"Roar!!

"Woo !!"

Sure enough, the moment Jun Yi stepped down in front of the barren mountain, a huge shadow appeared in the undulating smoke and fog, accompanied by two majestic roars.

Seeing this, everyone's hearts were relieved, and they still wanted to see his jokes, but the next moment they looked stiff.

I saw that the white clothes raised their heads slightly, and a vast majesty overflowed from his body, as if the emperor was in the world, showing his supreme arrogance and domineering.

As the majesty overflowed, the two roars seemed to be fearful, but they stopped abruptly, and even the shadows in the smoke clouds disappeared.

"Hum..."

Immediately afterwards, the smoke clouds rose and fell, the dense fog flowed, and the barren mountain that had been closed was actually opened again, and there was no use of the dragon pattern ruler and the blood phoenix bead at all. V3 Academy

Seeing this, everyone's pupils shrank, and they suddenly felt that their concepts were subverted and they couldn't understand it.

It's just that Jun Yi didn't pay attention to everyone's thoughts, but walked forward and stepped into it, and the warm voice in the spare room made people's hearts cold: "Then let's start." ”

"You dare!"

But at the moment when Jun Yi stepped in, a sudden roar came out, breaking the dead silence.

I saw Qiu Li's body in his hand bursting with a long sword, and the blade was surrounded by a sad sword intent, flashing with a cold glow, and he rushed straight at Jun Yi, wanting to stop it.

I didn't see Jun Yi's true face, and I didn't know what it meant.

It's just that Qiu Li understands that the white clothes in front of him dare to be so unscrupulous in front of the people of the world, and he must have a great plan, and his intention is self-evident.

Even if he dies, he will stop him, and then the dragons will be leaderless, and the rest can be ambushed.

With such a calculation in his heart, he naturally prepared for the worst, and as soon as Qiu Li made a move, he used all his strength, and even burned his essence blood to stab the strongest sword.

It's just that the sword is approaching, but Jun Yi is still indifferent, as if he didn't realize it.

"Boom!"

But in an instant, an endless sea of blood surged out behind him, rolling up an astonishing wave that overturned the sky.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, they saw a bloody big hand wrapped in endless killing machines, suddenly stretched out from the sea of blood, and indifferently pinched the blade of the sword, so that it could not enter an inch.

Seeing this, Qiu Li's pupils condensed, and his eyes were shocked.

The long-lost, strange and familiar bloody aura in front of him was suddenly engraved in his heart at this moment, awakening the memory of thousands of years, reminding him of something, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "You..."

"Poof..."

But before he could say anything, his body bowed, his eyes protruded, his chest was ruthlessly pierced by his own blade, and his eyes lost his life in horror, falling from the air, shattered.

At the same time, Jun Yi, who had taken a step, had already disappeared into the clouds of smoke, along with the endless sea of blood, as if nothing had happened from beginning to end.

At the moment when the white clothes disappeared into the smoke clouds, Su Dan looked at the indifferent back, as well as the disappearing sea of blood, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and finally understood, and subconsciously screamed: "You, it turned out to be your !!"

"Zheng, Zheng..."

Suddenly, seven flashes of light blue sword rays, wrapped in cold killing machines, tore through the sky, submerged into Su Dan's body from all directions, and ruthlessly pierced it.

"Hmm..."

As if he was nailed to the air, Su Dan was motionless, blood gushed out of his mouth, and his eyes were blank, but he was still vaguely saying with difficulty: "Jun, Jun..."

"Bang!"

However, before its voice could be heard, it was coldly torn apart by the seven sharp swords that penetrated its body, exploding a blood mist and dissipating into the air.

Su Wunian's eyes only flashed slightly, then he restrained his emotions, stepped out slowly, followed Jun Yi's pace, disappeared into the thick fog of smoke and clouds, and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the drunken man put away Yanli Chengyuan, grabbed the wine gourd and poured it hard, raised his shirt in a dashing manner, and walked out indifferently in his eyes.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the surrounding sky changed again, and there were scorching flames overturning down, condensing the terrifying phantom, and the overwhelming coercion that overflowed, even more than the flame poison fire essence.

I saw a warrior in coarse linen clothes, holding a golden Yan mad knife, indifferently stepping out of the sea of fire, walking on the side of the drunken madness.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

At this time, there was a piano sound in the surrounding sky, and it seemed to hide depression under the gloom, causing the seven long swords to tremble, as if they were jumping with joy, tearing the hidden clouds and submerging into the dead wood in the hands of the pale blue figure.

His gaze was wrong, and not far behind the pale blue figure, a blood-colored figure sank in, and his body was calm, without any bells and whistles.

But the chill that naturally overflowed from his body, as well as the coercive coercion, did not lose to Mo Yiqian, who was holding Jin Yan's crazy knife.

The four of them walked side by side, heading straight for the barren mountain of smoke and clouds.

"Hum..."

The clouds are ethereal, the sea of fog is filled, and there is a trace of fine snow mixed with it.

Inexplicably, there are four graceful figures falling gently from the sky, like a fairy descending to the earth, hazy and hazy, full of mystery, falling behind the four people, floating away.

"Boom!"

Between the clouds and mist, there is the sound of wind and thunder, the white skirt is facing the wind, the red belt is undulating, and the majestic woman steps on the heavenly soldier Thunder Tiger, coming from a distance, following closely behind.

Then, hundreds of martial arts disciples didn't say a word, stepping into the air, as if they were guarding, and as if they were waiting for something.

Everyone seemed to be aware of it, and subconsciously looked into the distance.

I saw dozens of black-clothed and masked warriors, surrounded by astonishing blood, with indifferent eyes walking through the middle, directly past the letter standing in the middle, and disappeared into the smoke clouds.

A rare moment of calm.

Everyone couldn't help but relax a little, and when their eyes wandered, they seemed to remember something, looking at Wen Xin, who had been standing motionless in the air since just now, and they were puzzled, not knowing what he was doing.

"Hum..."

At this time, Wen Xin's body trembled slightly, and he fell directly down, smashing heavily into the wasteland, with no breath around him, obviously dead.

The four elders of the four major sects died peacefully in front of their eyes, and the terrible scene made the mouths of the surrounding onlookers dry and their hearts at a loss.

Subconsciously raised his head and looked at the smoke and fog surrounding the barren mountains in the center, and inexplicably did not have the idea of entering.

Only a trembling voice came from nowhere, piercing into everyone's hearts.

"What are they going to do when they go in?"