Under that huge sword might, the power of heaven and earth around them became extremely chaotic again, and the instinctive awe rose in everyone's hearts, and they couldn't even exert their true strength at all.

However, this is not a bad thing for them, because they can't play their strongest combat power, and no one has died in the fierce battle for a long time.

"Boom!" thunder sounded, and the sky trembled.

The powerful air flow is scattered in all directions****, and the power in it is probably not much more than the Jedi storm in the Northern Abyss Fog Plain.

Below, everyone was shaken and staggered, but when it came to life and death, no one dared to stop easily, and they were still in a mess.

With that loud noise, the two figures in the middle of the air who were fighting fiercely finally separated. I saw Lu Guantian's face pale, flying down like a kite with a broken string, and the placket on his chest was also dyed bright red by the blood spurting out.

Defeated, Lu Guantian defeated!

Mu Hanyan and the others were silent in their hearts, don't look at the fierce battles they had fought with Yun Qianmo and the others for a long time, but once the Holy Lord freed up his hand, they didn't have the slightest chance to resist.

"After all, I still can't stop you, is this really the will of heaven!" Lu Guantian looked at Mu Hanyan and the others, and his eyes were also sad.

At this moment, there was a sudden soft sound in his ears, and a blood mist rose into the sky.

Turning his head, he saw that Ye Qianfeng's long sword had pierced into Yun Qianmo's heart, and the vitality was quickly disappearing from his body.

Yun Qianmo, even defeated!

Seeing the blood gushing out of Yun Qianmo's chest, as well as the rapidly disappearing vitality on his body, Mu Hanyan was full of shock, and at the same time, a strange feeling floated in his heart.

Judging from the previous battles, Yun Qianmo's strength was by no means below Ye Qianfeng, and she still remembered that Ye Qianfeng once said that Yun Qianmo's strength was above him, and the battle at Beining Pass was actually merciful to his subordinates.

And at this moment, Yun Qianmo was defeated, and it was just a defeat, and he was so completely defeated.

Ye Qifeng also seemed a little surprised, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, he didn't move for a long time, and the two of them just looked at each other, like two statues.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

Yun Qianmo stared at Ye Qianfeng indifferently, there was no sadness, no pain, no regret in his eyes, but there was some relief and relief, and there seemed to be an inquiring look in his clear eyes.

Ye Qifeng also looked at him and nodded slowly.

Although neither of them spoke, it seemed that there were a thousand words, and they met in the eyes of the two.

Yun Qianmo smiled, and then fell on his back, until the last trace of vitality escaped from his body, and his face still had that faint smile, relaxed and relieved.

Ye Qifeng gently withdrew his long sword, and a few drops of blood fell down the blade of the sword, although his expression was still so calm, Mu Hanyan could clearly see that a trace of crystal water light was also sprinkled from his long sword.

In an instant, Mu Hanyan understood something.

Yun Qianmo, with his belief and perseverance, he will never betray the Holy Lord, but he also never wants to see his best friend die in front of him like this.

Death is the best ending for him.

The last time his eyes met, he should be asking, are we still friends?

Ye Qifeng's nod and answer also gave him the greatest relief at the last moment of his life.

Mu Hanyan's eyes were also a little moist, and he was moved by the fact that Ye Yanfeng had such a friend.

Ye Qifeng's long sword unfurled, and the sharp and majestic sword slashed towards the other black-clothed sword saints.

Seeing Yun Qianmo die in battle, those people were also stunned, and they didn't wake up from a dream until Ye Qianfeng attacked, and hurriedly waved their swords to block, but their strength was obviously too far behind Ye Qianfeng, and as soon as the swords intersected, they were shocked and spat blood and retreated, and the gate of the enchantment was opened again.

"Let's go!" Ye Qi shouted loudly, leading the group to rush out.

The descendants of the guardians of the gods fought hard for a long time, waiting for this moment, so naturally they did not hesitate to spread out their bodies and rush out with all their might.

Their movements are not unpleasant, but there are others who are faster than them.

The strength of the dozen or so Holy Court elites also unfolded at the same time, and they actually rushed in front of them. They didn't have the courage to be the enemy of the Holy Lord, and they were unwilling to embarrass Ye Qifeng and the guardian descendants of the gods, and they were not willing to let their lives be killed like the three of them, and the only choice was to leave the land as soon as possible.

Mu Hanyan and the others didn't blame them, they could also think of the contradictions in the hearts of these Holy Court elites, in fact, they had already helped a lot if they didn't stop it before.

Seeing that everyone was about to rush out of the cemetery barrier, suddenly, a figure flashed in front of them, and the Holy Lord was already blocking the gate. With a wave of the sleeves of the robe, a huge force surged, and the more than a dozen elites of the Holy Court who bore the brunt of it spurted blood from their mouths at the same time, rolling back like a gourd rolling on the ground.

That invisible power gathered on the gate of the barrier, and even the night could not break through.

"Why bother, do you really think that as long as you let them go, they will be able to escape from my palm, Qianmo, you still underestimate the strength of the teacher. The Holy Lord looked at Yun Qianmo, who had already become cold and lifeless next to him, and let out a long sigh.

Immediately, he turned his head to look at Ye Yanfeng and the others, with a cold expression.

"Lord Saint, we are loyal to you and the Holy Court, and you won't even let us live?" said an elite of the Holy Court, who stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a sad expression.

"Today's events must not be known to outsiders. But the Holy Lord did not hide it, and said frankly.

"What!" Those elites of the Holy Court all changed their faces, and they still had the last glimmer of hope, and the Holy Lord could let them go for the sake of their loyalty at the last moment, but now they realized that they had thought too well.

This result is not unexpected, no matter what the ultimate purpose of the Holy Lord is, today's events will not see the light, once it spreads, it will definitely attract the entire continent to attack him, even if he is strong, it will be difficult to have a foothold in the Holy Court Continent.

Tantai Changqing, Shao Chengxiong and the others also changed their faces slightly, although their hearts had long been like ashes, but seeing the Holy Lord so ruthless, their hearts were still very uncomfortable.

"For the safety of the mainland, for the sake of hundreds of millions of dawn people, I can only grieve you. After you die, I will be kind to your family, and your name will be left on the monument. The Holy Lord said with a soft sigh.

Hearing his words, all the elites of the Holy Court showed a look of absolute grief and indignation.

"In that case, then the Holy Lord should not blame us for being rude. An elite of the Holy Court took the elixir, slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened his waist, and clenched the hilt of his sword.