At the foot of Chaoyang Peak, under a ruined wall, Yi Yun and more than 20 other people hid and squatted in a wall that was only half a person high, and they didn't dare to speak loudly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yi Yun was holding a strangely shaped clay pot in his hand, his face was full of chagrin, and his eyes were fixed on the more than two hundred disciples of the Condensing Yuan Stage Demon Sect three hundred meters away.

At first, I thought this strategy was very good, but when I came out and wanted to implement it, I found that I didn't think it was too beautiful.

If there is such a chaos at the foot of Yigong Mountain today, the disciples of the Demon Sect seem to be endless one after another, but Yi Yun doesn't know where their base camp is at all, and even if he knows, he doesn't dare to go over.

In addition, even if the Demon Sect disciples were raised to that kind of humanoid blood beast, after they fell into a rage, who would say that they would only attack their own people in the Demon Sect?

The disciples of the Righteous Path Alliance who passed by also suffered.

"Damn, it's stupid, I was happy at first. ”

Yi Yun scolded secretly.

"Host, you've finally said something I can't refute. "The system seconded in a timely manner.

"Huh. ”

Yi Yun glanced at the clay pot filled with blood-colored array paint in his hand with disgust, and couldn't help but feel nauseous.

That smell, it's so bad.

"Yunyi, do you really want to do this?"

Su Muyi's expression was a little nervous, she didn't know that Yi Yun had already repented, but it was a pity that he spilled the water when he said it, he was a person who wanted to save face, and he was embarrassed to say it.

Yi Yun replied casually, feeling that the restlessness caused by the blood poison hook in his body had not ended, his breathing was a little short, his eyes flashed red, and suddenly he rushed out with a single sword.

"Hey, you're crazy, there are so many people, and there are four late-stage void displacements!"

Su Muyi exclaimed, but he couldn't stop Yi Yun, and a group of disciples were also completely dumbfounded.

Although they all knew that this Senior Brother Yun was very powerful, they would definitely not be able to do it alone against more than two hundred people.

And then the next moment they shut their mouths.

Yi Yun rushed to the group of Demon Sect disciples who were resting about fifty meters away, and the blood on his body had already begun to diffuse, but he had all gathered into the sword in his hand.

The Void Sword let out a wail and trembled slightly.

The martial soul of the Void Sword had now begun to take shape, and a round black light the size of a fist swiped back into the scabbard at this moment, as if it was afraid of those blood-colored smoke.

The two hundred Demon Sect disciples noticed Yi Yun standing still in the distance, and they were stunned for a moment, and suddenly a few of them laughed lewdly and asked loudly:

"Hey, come and surrender?"

"This fellow Daoist, come and come, take refuge in my Tianluo Sect, and you will have eternal life!"

"Bullshit! Take refuge in our Witch God Sect, invincible in the world!"

The two groups of people shouted and cursed, looking like they were about to fight.

The corners of Yi Yun's mouth twitched, and the clay pot full of blood poison was thrown over directly, and he didn't bother to care about it anymore.

The blood-colored smoke on his body all dissipated, and was replaced by countless vortices of spiritual power that were attached to the surface of his body like small funnels, and a vortex black cloud lightning and thunder above his head covered more than thirty meters, as if the world was destroyed.

The terrifying scene made the Demon Sect disciples change color instantly, and the four Void Transformation Stage leading monks felt an incomparably strong murderous aura approaching, and just by virtue of their momentum, they felt unstable on their feet, and their hearts were terrified.

Yi Yun held the sword in both hands, and the pitch-black sword body of the Void Sword slowly pulled behind him, then took a step forward, drew a perfect arc, and swept sideways in front of him, and a crescent-shaped sword suddenly crossed and rushed forward!

Within a hundred meters in front of him, countless cracks spread open, and they collapsed in an instant when he stepped on it!

"Oh no!

In the later stage of the four voids, they originally tried to strike first, but when they saw this earth-shattering deterrent, they were so frightened that their souls scattered, and they directly turned into four rays of light and rose to the sky.

The crescent-shaped sword swelled instantly, sweeping forward across a hundred zhang, and on the ground it swept, countless boulders and soil layers rose upside down, forming an earth wall that covered the sky and the sun behind the sword!

The disciples of the Demon Sect fell into a state of stupor, and all they had left in their eyes was this earth-shattering sword!

"Run...... Run!"

I don't know who shouted first, the high-pitched screams and miserable howls were completely drowned in the rolling of the rocks like a flood, and the heavy sword light swept through, and more than two hundred Demon Sect disciples were instantly overwhelmed by the endless torrent of spiritual power, and the tumbling stones rolled upside down, burying them completely.

The ground is as if it has been bulldozed off by a huge bulldozer, and it is extremely clean.

One sword, all killed!

High in the sky, the faces of the four who escaped by luck were pale, and their bodies trembled with fright, with such a might, they were completely sure that if they hadn't run early, they would definitely be killed in seconds!

Frightened, he glanced at the disciple of the Heavenly Providence Palace who seemed to be tired and collapsed with a sword, and the faces of the four people turned blue and white for a while, and they suddenly turned around and flew away directly, but they didn't dare to come down and sneak attack.

In the rear, the disciples of the Heavenly Providence Palace who were hiding behind the earthen wall all opened their eyes in disbelief.

They originally thought that Yi Yun threw out the clay pot full of blood poison to prepare to sprinkle a large rain of blood, so that those people of the Demon Sect would not dare to rush in, and they would definitely retreat, and they would also have a chance to escape back to the Heavenly Providence Palace.

Who knew that this guy would kill them all with a single sword! Two hundred!

Is this guy really still at the fifth layer of the Ning Yuan Period?

Su Muyi's face was also pale, she only had the sword light that seemed to be the beginning of heaven and earth just now, and she suddenly thought of the legend that made a fuss in the Heavenly Providence Palace a while ago, and suddenly raised her head and exclaimed.

"This is, Cutting the Heavens!? Lost for thousands of years, how is it possible!"

When the other disciples heard this, they were also shocked.

"Senior sister, is this really heavenly?"

"The last form of the Shenxiao Sword Codex?"

A disciple of the Shenxiao Sword Pavilion froze, and suddenly laughed: "That's right! It must be! Hahaha, I didn't expect the Heavenly Providence Palace to be in trouble, but I let the Heaven Cutting Huan reappear in the world! My Shenxiao Sword Pavilion is the real No. 1 Sword Sect in the world! Haha." ”

Everyone turned their heads to stare at him together, only to see that the male disciple was laughing more and more wildly, but suddenly the laughter stopped, and two lines of tears fell.

"What about the first in the world, the Palace of Providence will be ...... Poor my master didn't see me until he died, woo woo, my master, ......"

Everyone immediately showed pity, and another female disciple who also wore the single sword badge of the Shenxiao Sword Pavilion on her shoulder also burst into tears, hugged his head into her arms, and comforted each other in the form of facial cleanser.

The others were not the inheritance of the Shenxiao Sword Pavilion, and although they were equally excited, they didn't understand why these two people were crying.

Only the Sword Pavilion itself knows that in order to make the last form of Shenxiao reappear, it has been completely integrated into the hearts of every Sword Pavilion disciple for thousands of years, and it is also the reason why Shenxiao Sword Pavilion has not had a pavilion master for thousands of years.

If you can't learn the last form of the Shenxiao Sword Codex, how can you sit in the position of the pavilion master?

The only dogma of the Sword Pavilion, no matter who it is, but whoever can complete the Shenxiao Sword Codex is the master of the Sword Pavilion!

The two of them raised their heads, their eyes were unprecedentedly bright, looking at Yi Yun who was slowly returning, and suddenly knelt on their knees and saluted, crying hoarsely, turning into the deepest sorrow, and the roars were intertwined!

"Zhang Yangzhi of the seventh hall of the thirty-six sword halls of the Sword Pavilion!"

"Sword Pavilion Thirty-six Sword Hall Fourth Hall Thousand Red Watts!"

"See the Pavilion Master!" (To be continued.) )