The sword broke the sky, his expression remained unchanged, the long sword was like a rainbow, and he immediately flew back, and the purple thunder resisted those few sword lights.

And he doesn't care about that Ming Bufan anymore, he is now just to breathe that Gu Yan, consuming his spiritual power, so the purpose has been achieved, and then he is more sure of fighting each other, after all, the Holy Son has things to protect his life, only in this way can he have a better chance to kill the other party, at least he has to snatch the inheritance.

Compared with Ming Bufan's life and death, it doesn't matter anymore.

"Dead !!"

Gu Yan shouted, he felt endless humiliation, he was looked down upon in the sect, and now he was looked down upon by these two people in the Divine Mountain, and now he was beaten to the stone wall by a mortal.

Suddenly, all the anger in this life was vented in an instant, and he was going to kill this mortal alive.

Ming Bufan didn't dodge, and he couldn't dodge, and his body was almost paralyzed like he had fought with Ling Yun before.

Seeing the man rushing towards him with his feet in the void, a trace of regret rose in his heart.

"Qiao'er, my brother didn't help you in the end......"

"Qingyun Jue - Sword Guangyan, Turning into a Thousand !!!"

With a loud shout, Hong Qing's eyes turned firm at some point, the previous fear had long disappeared, the rusty long sword on his back was waved in his hand, and more than twenty low-level spirit cores were held in the other hand.

There was another muffled snort, and the all-black hair instantly turned snow-white, just like the original owner of this sword technique, this is the last weight of the sword technique, which was originally used by the Skyclave monk, but it is another method, absorbing the spiritual power of all the spirit cores, and the spiritual power of the Skyclave monk can be condensed in an instant, and the price is the entire lifespan.

"Why ......"

Ming Bufan's eyes widened, his whole body couldn't move, and he watched the man in front of him stand forward, the long sword in his hand was full of light.

He was originally a little cowardly, why should he be like this now? Ming Bufan's heart trembled a little, but in the next moment, a thought came to his mind, he thought of himself, what would make him die, and he had lost his last attachment.

Ming Bufan understood, why Hong Qing trembled slightly when he saw that sentence.

Just because of the sentence: "Wait for me to come back...."

The long sword in Hong Qing's hand was horizontal, the sword light was released, and with a scolding in his mouth, countless sword shadows diffused out, turning into a rain of swords in the sky, and the qi surged, blowing away the white hair.

I don't know how many times this sword technique has been skillfully concealed in his heart, although he can't improve his cultivation, but he has already understood the exercises.

Looking at Yao Chonghua like this from a distance, he also sighed lightly, and this exercise attracted his attention.

"The ants dared to resist, and they were not subject to death. ”

Gu Yan was disdainful in his heart, and at the same time he was even more angry, one or two of them were like this, obviously they were ants, they didn't accept their fate well, and they still had to be so self-conscious, which made him very angry.

The figure had already approached, raising the ghost-headed long knife, and the black knife light surged, slashing down in an instant, and countless ghosts roared out.

"Go...."

Hong Qing said slightly, as if the strength of his whole body was extracted, and the long sword in his hand snapped apart, but the sword rain in the air did not disperse, and they burst out one after another.

"Dead !!"

Gu Yan roared, and the black knife light slashed out a few times, but the next moment he was dumbfounded.

Just a few long swords flew from it, and their light was broken.

The power contained in it is terrifying.

But Gu Yan's name as the Holy Son was not false, he made a silent thought in his mouth, and a black gas came out of his body, which condensed into a huge black shadow in the blink of an eye, holding a huge long knife in his hand, and immediately slashed towards the rain of swords in the sky, and the power was terrifying.

The sword on the side had already broken a few flying sword lights in his hand, and he looked at this side in silence in the air, to be honest, he was also a little surprised, but he was careful and found a strange thing, the surrounding spiritual power was actually a little surging towards those void long swords, I don't know what the reason is.

Because he is also a sword cultivator, the sword path spell he used before did not have such an effect.

Half a breath passed, and the sword rain shattered, turning into a little starlight and falling.

Sure enough, it was the power of the Holy Son, and the phantom waved a few times, and it broke the sword light in the sky.

At this time, he looked down in mid-air.

"Hmph...... Ants..."

said that the phantom was a knife down, and the two of them were to be wiped out together.

Clang!!!

A long sword wrapped in purple lightning was pressed against the phantom knife, and the person holding the long sword was Jian Breaking Heaven.

"Hmm, you still have to protect them, and when I kill them, I will naturally fight with you, get out of the way !!for me."

Gu Yan roared loudly, and Jian Potian's behavior instantly made him extremely angry, thinking that Jian Potian was very self-controlled, so he was here to tease him.

"Slow down, don't be angry, you look closely at those sword lights, the inheritance can't be opened mostly because of this. ”

Jian Potian shouted vigorously, that Hongqing, he thought that he could not die, although he was already dying.

Gu Yan's eyes moved, his face still looked angry, he didn't believe what he said at all, he just fell asleep, but he was shocked in an instant.

Although the sword light has been broken and scattered, it has not disappeared, but the aura in this stone cave seems to be attracted, constantly surging towards those scattered sword lights, making the sword light bright.

Yao Chonghua also stood up, and now he was also interested.

"Gu Yan, take out that inheritance and take a look. ”

Jian Potian and Gu Yan were both stunned.

Gu Yan's face instantly became very ugly.

"Hahaha.... Hurry up and take a look!!"

Jian Potian laughed, the two forced him alone, it was definitely very easy, although there was one more opponent, but the current situation, no matter how he would share a part of the inheritance, after all, the three of them became the crown, no one can enjoy it exclusively, but it also saves fighting with that Gu Yan, after all, the Holy Son has a lot of means, and until the end, no one knows who can live.

Gu Yan didn't look at the two anymore, one had white hair and collapsed, the other was bloodstained and stiff, almost all of them were bound to die, and now the important thing is to inherit it.

His anger is still slightly worse than his interests.

Bite~~~

The moment it was taken out, a sword light rushed out and broke into the stone wall.

The ball of light immediately turned into starlight and drifted away, blending into the surrounding aura, and in an instant, a pressure appeared out of thin air.

Except for Yao Chonghua, who was standing on the ground, the two people who stepped on the void fell down in an instant as if they had been hit by something.

"Huh?"

A thick voice spoke, black clothes and white hair, eyes like stars, with a faint sense of transparency, a man's phantom appeared in the air.

His eyes looked at Na Hongqing, and the two had the same white hair and the same ending.

Hong Qing raised his eyes slightly, the two looked at each other, both of them were sad, Hong Qing raised his palm slightly, and with the last trace of life, his fingers turned into the void and pointed at Ming Bufan.

"After that, if Brother Ming has the opportunity, can he take this broken sword to Tiancheng and take a look at it in front of the tomb, just treat it as if I went to ......"

When he finished speaking, he was no longer breathless.

A picture crossed Ming's mind.

The boy hugged the dying girl, his face pale.

"Yaoxi, Yaoxi!!"

"Huh?" the girl struggled to open her eyes and looked at the crying teenager, a hint of tenderness flashing between her eyebrows.

"A... Should I ..... One thing.. Okay?"

The boy nodded, tears streaming down the girl's face.

"Didn't you mean......... Want.... Become.... Juggernaut .... Come marry me........ I... But.... Always.. Wait........" said, gently raised his palm, wanting to touch the young man's face, but before he could lift it halfway, it fell weakly, the young man's face was panicked, and he instantly grabbed the jade hand and quietly stuck it on his cheek.

"Uh-huh!!!"

"I'm going to become a Juggernaut, and then I'm going to marry you. ”

When he opened his eyes, Ming Bufan was suddenly troubled, and he finally understood what the persistence in Hong Qing's heart was.

The last of Hong Qing's spiritual power was injected into his body, and the blood color covered under his clothes shone slightly, instantly turning into blood qi, making his body recover immediately.

"What's going on!!"

Gu Yan immediately roared, no matter what the half-empty phantom was, he was about to draw his knife in an instant, and he wanted to kill Ming Bufan.

"Noise...."

A soft voice sounded, and everyone looked shocked.

"Huh?"

Gu Yan looked down, and there was an extra golden spear above his neck, and blood kept gushing out.

Turning his head to look, Yao Chonghua's impatient expression came into his eyes.

"You ......"

The body of the gun shook, the strength was crossed, the fragile neck exploded instantly, Gu Yan's head flew out, and he was still puzzled in the air, how could this Yao Chonghua suddenly become so strong?

The sword on the side was also shocked, this is definitely not the strength of Yao Chonghua that Shuo saw before, after Yao Chonghua entered the inheritance, he had some throbbing in his heart, he thought it was brought by this inheritance land, but he didn't expect it to be this Yao Chonghua, what happened in this short period of time can make Yao Chonghua's strength so terrifying.

For a moment, he didn't notice Yao Chonghua's figure.

Yao Chonghua glanced at the sword breaking the sky indifferently, a flash of mystery in his hand, and Gu Yan's corpse instantly exploded into a blood mist, but in the middle was a distorted black crystal, which was Gu Yan's spiritual root.

Gently hold it in your hand, and spray this rich spiritual power on it.

"Heh, it's the first time I've gotten the spiritual root of the Skyclave Monk, and this secret method is worthy of the old ghost's method of establishing a life......"

"It only takes a few years to live, and it can increase such cultivation, which is really a good thing. ”

Hearing these whispers, Jian Po Tiancai was shocked, and immediately looked at the aura of Yao Chonghua, which was more than twice as large!!

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, and with a pinch of the fingers in his hand, the purple thunder jumped, and he stepped directly on the long sword and left, extremely fast.

His current speed is certainly fast, but there is a golden light that crosses, and before the sword can react, there is already a big hole in his chest, and he sees that the golden light falls into the stone wall, and the stone wall shook.

"Hmm......"

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Jian Potian's mouth, did it feel like this to die?

I saw that the next moment, the golden light flew out from the stone wall and passed through his body, and there was a small purple thunder sword on the pointed point, which was his spiritual root.

His eyes lost their luster in an instant, and he fell limply, not moving.

So now there are only two living people left, and an illusion.

Ming Bufan looked at Yao Chonghua, and there was no fear in his eyes, or he had to thank him for killing this Gu Yan like this.

Looking down again, that Hong Qing was still holding the broken sword called Qinghong in the end, and the cyan short sword given to him by Ming Bufan was still inserted in his waist, I still remember one time, Hong Qing and a slightly stronger desolate beast confronted, but he put away the cyan short sword, turned to the rusty long sword, and asked him how he was, he only replied yes: There was once a person who taught him that what others gave him must not be destroyed, and that is not a gentleman's trip.

"Heh...."

Ming Bufan wanted to laugh inexplicably.

He picked up the broken sword and put it on his waist, just as he turned and left, he was about to fulfill the promise he had just made.

If you are killed by that man, it will be nothing.