When it was sunny, Xue withdrew her jade hand, and her skin was soaked with snow white, without a wisp of blood.

Even An Yunxiao's chest did not show any signs of being pierced by the hole, it was still as smooth as ever, but the sword intent circulating on her body collapsed in an instant.

"Heh, sword fetus?"

With a chuckle, the corners of An Yunxiao's mouth slipped a wisp of crimson, and the innocence in her eyes completely dissipated, revealing a frank and happy smile inside, very satisfied.

"If it's useful to you, I'll send you... What's the matter?"

After saying that, An Yunxiao's pupils darkened, her eyes slowly closed, her body fell backwards, and she slammed into the ground, and there was no longer any life.

"The world is infatuated with people, and most of them are stupid. ”

When it was sunny, Xuexue's eyes flashed slightly, and he returned to calm, and there was not even a little wave in his heart, but he looked at An Yunxiao, who was lying on the ground with a peaceful smile on his face, and sighed softly.

Then, he raised his hand and stroked the sword fetus in his palm, and after a while, Qing Shixue carefully took it into his arms.

Then he bent his fingers a little, causing the swords that fell to the ground around him to rise up in unison, gathering a bottomless sword coffin, and smashing heavily on An Yunxiao's body.

The sword coffin was wrapped in a burst of might, and sank into the ground together with An Yunxiao, buried with blood and soil.

"This is the two clears. ”

As soon as the words came out, Qing Shixue did not hesitate, raised her long black hair, and turned back, from beginning to end, An Yunxiao's figure did not leave a trace in her heart.

Perhaps, when the snow shines in the future, when she uses the sword of the sword fetus to rise to power, she will vaguely think of some shadows.

The sword coffin sank to the bottom, and there was no more daylight.

The warriors of the Quartet stood silently, and they didn't know what emotions they were in their hearts.

Although they have average experience and know very little, they also know that An Yunxiao is extraordinary, even if they are truly awakened physique, but they only have a moment of brilliance.

No, not even for a moment, he was extinguished alive and crushed to death in the sword coffin.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless geniuses, and there have been many special physiques.

But they have all become giants, leaving their names for eternity, and there has never been a person like An Yunxiao, and now he is dying early, I am afraid it is enough to be called the first person.

"Born in this era, I don't know whether I should be lucky or sad..."

In the crowd, some warriors sighed abruptly, and the eyes in their pupils were full of thick blankness, as if their eyes were covered by the thick fog, and they couldn't see the direction of the road ahead.

As his words came out, the surrounding warriors were completely silent, occasionally unconsciously showing a little wry smile, or shaking their heads self-deprecatingly.

Indeed, this generation of strong people is rampant, not to mention the demon king, just the strong under his command is enough to suppress the first generation, not to mention the existence of such a sunny time as snow.

One punch to smash the Wu Zong Tribulation?

As soon as he thought of the scene that had just shocked people's hearts, a wave of weakness rose in the warrior's heart.

"Tapp..."

The lotus step fell lightly, turned around, and had a friendly smile on her face, rich and pure, and slowly stood in front of Mo Yiqian, looking at him quietly.

The two stood looking at each other, Mo Yiqian looked at the familiar smile in front of him, his eyes were in a trance, and there was a faint feeling of unreality in his heart, like falling into a dream.

Silent and silent, the snow just smiled and stared when it was sunny.

But smiling and smiling, two lines of tears fell on the snowy white face when it was sunny,

There was an intimate voice in his mouth, leisurely and ethereal: "Brother..."

"Boom!"

A simple word, blurted out, but it was like thunder, and it suddenly exploded in Mo Yiqian's ears, which made the trance and haze in front of his eyes completely disperse.

His eyes converged, and he looked at the figure in front of him in a daze, and shed two lines of muddy tears.

After a long time, Mo Yiqian opened his mouth and spit out a word dry and hoarse: "Hey..."

The words were lightly raised, wrapped in thousands of emotions, and they burst out, as if they were drowning the Xiao Kill in all directions, adding a bit of long-lost warmth here.

Even the surrounding sea of blood and thousands of corpses have become bloodless.

"Sure enough, it's the body of a blood demon, tsk..."

Jun Yi's mind even came out with the mysterious words of the ghost tomb, which seemed to be immersed in the changes when the snow awakened on a sunny day, and he couldn't let go for a long time.

Mo Yiqian's face was full of smiles, and he stepped forward a little helplessly, wanting to take a closer look at the sunny snow, but seeing that she was generous, he was not very embarrassed, just scratching his head.

In the end, in the meaningful eyes of everyone, Qing Shixue took the initiative to grab Mo Yiqian's hand and went to the side, and the brother and sister reminisced.

Without the interference of Mo Yiqian and Qing Shixue, the last song of the killing also came as promised, ruthlessly drowning the entire Chopping Yue Sword Sect, turning it into a ruin.

All the hidden treasures in the Chopping Yue Sword Sect were swept away by Jun Yi and the others, leaving only a few worthless little things, allowing the rest of the sect families to get a piece of the pie and take a sip of soup.

With the corpse of Xuan Qian being hung at the highest point of the Chopping Yue Sword Sect, this bloody killing frenzy finally came to an end.

Jun Yi, and even the blood feud of the Jun family spanning thousands of years, was also fulfilled as he wished.

The warriors of Beitianque, the children of the Su family, all followed Jun Yi and the others.

In addition to Yuan Yao and Yan Yibai, the other elder disciples of the Flying Flower Palace also returned to the extreme east.

The rest of the Quartet martial artists, after they left, entered one after another, swept through the relics of the fallen sword sect disciples, and then left satisfied.

A storm that swept through the entire Cangyun Celestial Domain, after lasting for several months, finally calmed down.

For a time, the teahouse, the wine shop, the fang market, and the Goolan were completely lively, and the people came and went, and the words were noisy, all of which were related to Junyi.

The storyteller is like a river, and the spit is flying, all of which blow Jun Yi into the sky.

Even if you don't go to the scene in person, you can say that you don't leave ten, as long as it's cool, it's over, after all, killing people is almost the same.

From time to time, there are one or two people who are refreshed, and they listen comfortably, and they directly wave their hands to make the whole audience drink, and invite everyone to drink freely, so as to push the atmosphere to a climax.

Of course, the atmosphere in Cangyun Tianyu was very lively, and some people forcibly endured the itching of their hearts, so they took the disciples of the sect family and quietly went to Hengjun Court.

Its purpose is naturally to establish the sect in Hengjun Court, or the Jun Yi behind it.

At this moment, the frenzy has just ended, and it is naturally the best time to hug your thighs, especially in the last one-sided slaughter, the family sect that took the lead in shouting out its name loudly ran even more diligently.

If you want to take advantage of the hot iron, you will firmly tie your own sect world with other Tianque.

It's just that when you are in all directions, you are on the road day and night, and you don't stop for a moment

The martial artist, when he arrived at Hengjun Court, couldn't help but stand on the spot, his open mouth almost couldn't close.

As far as the eye can see, the entire Hengjun Court is already a black and oppressive area, crowded with people, noisy, all of them are martial artists who have come from all over the world to curry favor, and there are countless large and small sect families.

However, most of them left their disciples in the outer forests of Hengjun Court, and only let the three core people go, forming a long line, and they couldn't see the end at all.

At first, Don't Tianque didn't want to pay attention to these people, but there were more and more of these people, and they gathered more and more, just like dog skin plasters, they couldn't get rid of them.

Even if you have a ruthless face and swear words, it doesn't work, people are still happy, and they come up with a shy face, and people who don't know think that you have said something good, which makes the atmosphere more and more high.

In this way, Jun Yi reluctantly relented, but only asked them to select three people from each sect and faction, line up in a long line, and not say a lot of words and make noise, otherwise they would directly blast out and obliterate, which made the atmosphere much better.

When these warriors who came from all over the world saw that there was a way to go, they naturally behaved in a good manner, and wanted to leave a good image for the strong men of other heavens.

But the warriors received by Beitianque are different.

At the beginning, these disciples who were standing at the door, but were in the realm of Martial Arts, were so frightened that they swallowed their saliva and panicked when they saw the strong men of the Martial Sect who rarely showed up in the Heavenly Domain.

When receiving, I was a little cautious and didn't dare to slack off.

But when they saw a lot, especially when they saw that they were all respectful and kind in the face of Elder Quezhong, their courage gradually grew.

With the passage of time, not only did the shock in these disciples' hearts disappear without a trace, but even the smile on their faces became stiff, and finally they simply had cold faces, and they were comfortable.

What's more, the people who lined up behind were all from the realm of the Martial Sect to the realm of the Martial King, and there was no qualification to be taken seriously.

They knew that it was because their faces were stiff and their hearts were calm, but in the eyes of the other warriors who came over, they were all in awe and admiration.

Look, even the disciples guarding the door, the martial artists of the realm of martial arts are not up to them, how strong should Bei Tianque be, and how high is the forced character? I think it is far from being comparable to them.

As soon as he thought of this, the martial artists behind him acted more and more respectfully, and even quietly handed some benefits to the receiving disciples, and the two sides looked at each other and smiled, all in their hearts, and they didn't break it.

In this way, the reception situation became smoother and smoother, and the harmony was as if it were a family.

Gradually, the smile on the face of the receiving disciple also became numb due to the smile of receiving too many benefits, and he really couldn't smile anymore, and when his face shook, he could feel a hot pain.

With such a stiff expression, looking at the martial artists behind him, he was even more heartbroken, and the gift he gave could gradually make their flesh hurt, but when he thought of being able to get on the line with other Tianque, he was also secretly relieved, and shouted that it was worth it.

Such a fiery frenzy lasted for half a month before it subsided slightly.

Although he came to Hengjun Court and visited other Tianque, none of them saw Jun Yi, and they didn't even go inside Beitianque, but they were also satisfied and secretly proud.

Especially when I think of the gift I gave, I am even more proud, but I don't say anything.

During the conversation, the smiles were all meaningful.