The smoke and dust did not obscure the view for long, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, the figure of the mysterious man appeared in front of everyone.

To everyone's surprise, he did not fall in the ruins of the wooden house, but stood there upright, although the armor was shattered and blood flowed out from all over his body, but from his eyes, Xu Yichen could see that this person had not completely lost his fighting spirit, but rather, he was now fighting high.

The mysterious man, with the black scythe in his hand, giggled like that.

"Interesting, really interesting, I haven't met such an interesting opponent for a long time, what's your name, I don't know what your name is after fighting for so long?"

Xu Yichen looked at the mysterious man in front of him with broken armor with some incredulity, obviously he and the other party were in a life-and-death battle, and the other party was seriously injured, why could he still say such words.

"Before letting others report their own homes, should they report their own doors first, so that they are more in line with the rules!"

The mysterious man thought for a moment, and then spoke:

"You're right, my name is Luo Tianli, and it's inconvenient to say what sect and faction I belong to. ”

Xu Yichen nodded, expressing understanding:

"Understand, understand, then I'm from Xiaoyao Academy, as for the name, it's inconvenient to say!"

Luo Tianli was not annoyed by Xu Yichen's foolish answer, and continued:

"It's okay, you'll die later, just ask the people behind you!"

Xu Yichen snorted coldly and said:

"You try!"

The mysterious man giggled, then stopped speaking, and suddenly, the power of yin erosion between heaven and earth began to emerge, like a hundred rivers returning to the stream, rushing towards Luo Tianli.

The power of yin erosion and spiritual power both exist between heaven and earth, and the relationship between the two is like yin and yang, life and death, which are on opposite sides, but they are inextricably linked.

The black power of Yin Eclipse enveloped Luo Tianli's whole body, and those wounds that were originally gushing blood were actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood no longer flowed out.

Even if he was dozens of meters away from Luo Tianli, Xu Yichen could still feel the sense of oppression on his face.

"Lingling and Qing'er hurry up and leave with the rest of the people, the farther away the better, quickly!"

Tian Lingling and Lin Wanqing did not hesitate for a moment after hearing Xu Yichen's words, and hurriedly helped Shi Qingyun, who was sitting on the ground to rest because of the exhaustion of spiritual power, and Huang Yuan also helped Fu Yuntao to evacuate with Tian Lingling and his party.

Although Huang Yuan still had some spiritual power, after he had seen the battle between Xu Yichen and the man named Luo Tianli, he knew that if he made a move, it would not help Xu Yichen, but would affect him, making him unable to concentrate on fighting.

The black power of Yin Eclipse gathered more and more, and the more and more it gathered, these Yin Eclipse Power stopped in Luo Tianli's body for a short time, and then began to condense behind him, and gradually the power of Yin Eclipse condensed into a black human form.

The human form condensed by the power of the eclipse is very huge, estimated to be about 15 meters long, although it is humanoid, but the figure has no feet, the lower half of the body is covered by a shabby black cloak, and the whole person actually floats out of thin air.

The face under the canopy was also obscured by a cloud of black mist, leaving only two eyes that emitted a strange red light. Only the hands are exposed, not so much the hands, but the two bony hands.

Luo Tianli pinched the sickle with both hands, took a step forward with his left foot, and the whole person made a state of momentum, and the figure behind him appeared out of thin air in his hand A sickle that was exactly the same as Luo Tianli's hand, but a little larger.

After being equipped with a sickle, Xu Yichen felt that this black figure was a bit like the god of death in the supernatural drama of the present world.

The next moment, Luo Tianli kicked his right leg backwards heavily, the ground under his feet was heavily trampled and cracked, and the whole person quickly rushed towards Xu Yichen.

The figure behind him that resembled the Grim Reaper ran forward with him, and when they approached Xu Yichen, both of them raised their scythes and slashed diagonally towards Xu Yichen.

Although this blow seemed simple and did not have any flashy spectacle, the power contained in it was the greatest since the two of them fought.

Xu Yichen didn't dare to slack off, the long sword in his hand danced, his lips moved slightly, the side of the sword with the mark of the mountain released a dazzling green light, his lips moved slightly, and he said word by word:

"The majestic mountains stand by the sword!"

In an instant, the shadow of the sword flew, and high mountains suddenly appeared in front of Xu Yichen, forming an endless mountain range, blocking Luo Tianli's body.

"Bang!"

The sound of the collision between the sickle and the mountain shook the heavens and the earth, and a mountain in front of it was actually cut in half by the god of death behind Luo Tianli, and the mountain instantly shattered, and countless stones fell.

This was not the end, the death-like figure took another step forward, another blow swept through, and another mountain shattered.

Xu Yichen was a little surprised, the high mountain that was obviously able to block Luo Tianli's attack before, but at this time, it was like a piece of tofu, everything was broken, and it failed to stop Luo Tianli's progress at all.

Soon, the last mountain was also split in half by a figure similar to the god of death, Luo Tianli came to Xu Yichen's side with an arrow step, raised the sickle in his hand, and slashed towards the oblique slash.

Xu Yichen saw that the situation was not good, and the [Mountain Sword] in his hand quickly turned into the [Water Sword], and in an instant, a turbulent stream appeared in front of Xu Yichen.

The so-called drawing knife to cut off the water and the water is more flowing, if you want to say that the [Sword of the Mountain] is rigid, then this [Sword of Water] is soft, overcome rigidity with softness, and dial a thousand catties with four or two.

Although the scythe collided with the [Sword of Water], there was a sound of intersection, but Luo Tianli did not feel like the long sword in Xu Yichen's hand, just like a stone being thrown into the sea, although there was a sound of entering the water, although it would also cause ripples, but compared to the vast sea, this ripple was completely negligible.

The long sword in Xu Yichen's hand rested on Luo Tianli's scythe, and in an extremely ingenious way, he pushed it back again.

Luo Tianli was very depressed at this time, he was now like a punch on the cotton, and the momentum of the original forward rush was dispersed by Xu Yichen's sword intent.

It's just that he still doesn't believe in this evil, and the figure similar to the god of death behind him slashed again, Xu Yichen was not in a hurry, and the long sword in his hand turned, and the [Sword of Water] was used again.

As before, even the black shadow of Fang Crushing Mountain like cutting tofu only made a slight sound, and the sickle in his hand was also returned to his hand in a strange way.

"Huh, what's going on?"