However, the once invincible devouring power became extremely fragile under the sweep of this strong wind mixed with a large amount of strange power, and a large amount of strong wind penetrated the defense and directly slashed at Feng Ren's body, shoulders, arms, thighs, chest and other parts. His face continued to grow paler, and his body slowly retreated in the fight, but it was still strong, and the blood that had been pierced by his own fingernails between the fingers of his clenched fists dripped into the dust, and was blown away by the wind in midair.

Snort!

The sound of cracking silk came from all around Feng Ren's body, and it seemed that even the robe that covered the sky and the sun had almost reached its limit, and there was not the slightest crack on the surface, but the severe pain on his body had expanded several times. But he still struggled to hold on, and only thought about one thing in his heart - if he could delay a little longer, even if the people guarding behind him could not take the opportunity to escape, it would be good to buy them more time to live......

Looking at Feng Ren's not tall back, Deng Zhong felt that his eyes were inexplicably warm, and his heartstrings touched. At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had completely lost in front of Feng Ren, and there was no possibility of recovering at all.

"This kid, do you really think you're steely?"

Deng Zhong smiled a little dimly, suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Feng Ren's shoulders and pulled him back, and stepped forward to take his place, a hazy floating blue light surged up on the outer edge of his body, but it was cut into nothingness in a blink of an eye, and one after another strong wind slashed on his body, and the sharp pain continued to wash away his rapidly blurred consciousness.

"It seems that he is also better than me in terms of endurance...... Lots ......"

Countless blood stains crisscrossed his body, and Deng Zhong fell down in response, and a trace of blood splashed. But in his eyes, it is rare to have a little more satisfaction, and it seems that this life is in vain.

However, Deng Zhong did not fall completely, a figure quietly appeared behind him to catch it, and at the same time, a deep cold force suddenly permeated the horizontal, and a sharp sword roar could be faintly heard, echoing in the sky.

In an instant, the strange wind collapsed, and there was nothing left.

The visitor was dressed in a blue and white flowing robe, with white hair and no beard, and when he was proud, there was a fierce and deep cold aura lingering around his body, and he felt like a fairy wind and bones.

Liuyun Palace's sword-wielding elder, Xuanyuan Futu.

Gently laying the scarred Deng Zhong on the ground, Xuanyuan Futu stretched out his finger and clicked a few times in the air, and several circles of soft strength streamers covered the wounds on the other party's body, slowly healing.

"Your performance just now does not lose the demeanor of my Liuyun Palace, this is the real first disciple, very good. When you go back, all your previous mistakes are canceled out. And here, I'll take care of the rest. Xuanyuan Futu said lightly, looking up at Yao Dong, whose expression had changed slightly in mid-air, a trace of coldness like sword light appeared in his eyes.

Yao Dong felt that his whole body was wrapped in an inexplicable chill, and his heart trembled and trembled, as if he instinctively sensed that a huge danger was approaching. He looked at the extraordinary Xuanyuan Futu below, and there was a hint of fear in his voice: "Are you...... Who?"

Xuanyuan Futu snorted coldly: "Elder of the Sword of Liuyun Palace, Xuanyuan Futu." Maybe you are not very familiar with this name, but I have another title that someone else has taken - Canglang Sword Master. ”

The voice was very flat, not angry but mighty, but in Yao Dong's heart, it stirred up turbulent waves. Before he was sent to the Eastern Continent to carry out this mission, he had been warned by a top ten Heavenly Venerable that in the Eastern Continent, there were three people who must not be offended, and among them was the name of the Canglang Sword Saint.

It is said that ten years ago, this Canglang Sword Saint once fought alone with his sword, and in one night, he challenged the thirteen strongholds of the Annihilation Pavilion in the Eastern Continent, killing seven Tianzun, and hundreds of other level powerhouses fell.

At that time, Yao Dong couldn't help but ask, where has the cultivation of this Canglang Sword Saint been, and the answer he received shocked him extremely - it is very likely to be above the domain level.

Unexpectedly, he actually met him today. Suddenly, he felt that it was really a very unwise choice to provoke the Liuyun Palace...... At least, he hadn't been able to completely assimilate that external force yet, and he had almost no chance of winning against Xuanyuan Futu.

At the moment when Yao Dong was in a dilemma, Xuanyuan Futu made a surprise move, flicked his fingers, and the three arcs of fierce sword qi slashed out, trapping him in the encirclement.

"Canglang Sword Saint, don't think I'm afraid of you!" Yao Dong yelled, clenching Xingchen Tears and swinging several swords, the purple-black strange strength gathered in one place, and turned into a huge sword slash down. In the blink of an eye, the sword split through the middle, as if a giant jaw opened its mouth.

In an instant, the two sword intents collided, and the purple-black strength stirred up a large shadow demonic mist to swallow the three sword qi.

However, in the next moment, Xuanyuan Futu's figure turned into a sharp streamer of light that pierced directly through that demonic mist, as if he himself was an indestructible sword. The surging wind around him completely shredded those strange strengths, and the fingers were like knives, and the sharp sword intent forcibly cut off a large piece of disgusting flesh and blood from Yao Dong's fat right arm, which was unable to dodge, and directly turned into drops of pus and blood.

Yao Dong retreated in pain, but he was caught up by Xuanyuan Futu, and his left hand pointed at his left chest, and a sharp sword qi burst out, directly through his body and burst out from his back, and a stinky pillar of blood immediately spurted from the sword marks.

Xuanyuan Futu snatched his hand again, and Xingchen Tears were suddenly snatched by him and held in his hand, and said coldly: "Sword, it's not you who use it!"

Before the words fell, bursts of bright cold light erupted on the blade of Stardust's tears, both the grievances of the lonely star, and the various angers that had been suppressed before, which were urged by Xuanyuan Futu's strong strength at this moment, and together turned into a magnificent momentum and slashed down with fierce sword intent.

This sword is overshadowed, and the stars and moon are gloomy.

Unexpectedly, Yao Dong, who should have lost half of his life, suddenly stopped his body in mid-air and stopped falling. His right arm contracted for a while, as if it had been squeezed violently, and in the blink of an eye, it had returned to the size of an ordinary arm, and it was already wrinkled on the surface, just like the Punishment Elder and Gongsun Jian, who had been devoured in flesh and blood before.

Correspondingly, Yao Dong's left arm suddenly swelled up, and the few worm tails that came out of the surface of the skin were also separated from the flesh and blood, and fell to the ground and turned into a few piles of rotten flesh splashed with pus and blood.

At this moment, his aura soared again, climbing several levels in a row, but his body changed even more, and he became less and less like a human being.

In an instant, the sword intent that fell down also suddenly decayed and withered.

Xuanyuan Futu's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this, but he didn't immediately stop it, as if he was a little interested in what Yao Dong would become in the end.

A moment later, Yao Dong's left arm suddenly exploded inch by inch, and in the midst of the blood chips, countless stout vines emerged from the base of his shoulder, circling and twisting into a new arm. At the same time, a large number of slender rattans also emerged from his chest to tear his clothes, and a blooming pitch-black flower grew on the heart of his left chest that had been pierced by the sword intent, as if it was planted directly on his flesh and blood.

Xuanyuan Futu snorted, "You are such a madman, you have absorbed so many powers at once and gathered them all in your body. But even so, there is still no chance that you will survive from my sword. ”

Stardust trembled and waved in tears, like a rainbow sword momentum pouring down endlessly, and it seemed that thousands of condensed swords were flying and descending, and the surging sword qi seemed to tear this piece of heaven and earth into thousands of holes.

Seeing this, Yao Dong roared suddenly, and his left arm, which was twisted from vines, blasted out of the air, and the space in that piece was violently squeezed seemed to be a little distorted and deformed, and countless circles of ripples with purple-black mist spread in shock, and they actually blocked those sword rains head-on, and they didn't leak.

"Hmph, that's kind of interesting. I just don't know, can you still compete with my next sword?" Xuanyuan Futu smiled playfully, and his body followed the sword and turned into a bright streamer, right in the center of those strange ripples, and a series of three cold waves of forest turbulent and cold light inspired from his wrist, and the entire blade penetrated through the sword tip on the strange fluctuations.

In an instant, a series of crisp sounds rang out, and the ripples in the circle suddenly shattered, Xuanyuan Futu walked through the barrier, a rainbow of silver light drew out, and Yao Dong's left arm turned into countless broken vines falling and rotting. The moment he moved behind him, Xuanyuan Futu stabbed back with another sword, inserting it from the opponent's back, piercing through his chest, and the crazy energy that emerged from the blade rolled into his body, destroying all body structures with impunity.

Countless black mist poured out of Yao Dong's body and dissipated in his screams, and the phantom mist flower that occupied the opening of his heart also withered and withered.

The sword was closed, and the shrunken right arm was also cut off, and Xuanyuan Futu reached out and shattered it into dust, and then spread his five fingers. In the palm of his hand, the worm curled up in a ball, and the gold on his body was much darker.

Yao Dong's mutilated corpse fell lightly, but at the same time, the whole land suddenly trembled, and the roar was endless. Suddenly, there were depressions of varying degrees in several places on the ground, and even several peaks were much shorter.

Xuanyuan Futu flicked his sword and watched, only smiled faintly at this landslide, and said secretly in his heart: "Okay, you Jiang Yuan, you are still as trustworthy as always." This time, you and my brothers joined forces, but they completely destroyed this stronghold of the Annihilation Pavilion, and the only pity was that the losses on the side of the Liuyun Hall were a bit large. But their death is worth it, and I will explain everything to the hall master...... But if you had explained this to me earlier instead of reminiscing, maybe they wouldn't have made such a senseless sacrifice, right?"

......

In another place, Xing Yougu looked at the people who were prostrate and breathing, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said respectfully towards Jiang Yuan, who was standing in front of him, "Lord, why do we want to save the lives of these people who have nothing to do with it? Even if we throw them here, I'm afraid there are not many people who can survive." ”

Jiang Yuan smiled: "Even if it's good to accumulate some yin virtue by the way." For the sake of our plan, I deliberately dragged Xuanyuan Futu and let many disciples of Liuyun Hall die unjustly. But if we don't do that, if the other two deputy cabinet masters find out that the secret base has fallen and the other party has almost no losses, we will surely be suspicious. By the way, how many of the Misty Flowers have you recovered?"

Xing Yougu snorted: "The incident happened suddenly, many of the Phantom Mist Dark Flowers are not yet mature, and there are only five in my hands. ”

"Five? It's a little little, but it's better in our hands than in theirs. You leave with Bai Su and Ah Ming first, I still have some things to deal with. Jiang Yuan waved his sleeves, and his figure disappeared out of thin air.

A moment later, he walked up to a small purple-black flower that had just burst out of the ground, and with a flick of his finger, the pitch-black flames immediately wrapped the small flower, but it did not burn it directly into ashes. The branches of the flower trembled and writhed, and in the middle of the petals was a distorted human face.

"Deputy Pavilion Master, spare your life! I won't dare to ...... next time."

Jiang Yuan smiled coldly: "Yao Dong, you should put away this little trick." As a damned person in itself, it is already my mercy to let you live a few more moments. ”

When the words fell, the flowers turned into ashes and dissipated......

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