Finally, Yang Zhao felt that it was pitch black in front of him, and the strength around him was instantly hollowed out, and even his head was lowered weakly, but he saw Qin Qi with a sneer on his face.

And at this time, the only thing Yang Zhao could do was to show an unwilling smile, a dignified Purple Realm fivefold powerhouse was actually killed by a Red Realm eightfold person, maybe he was the first person in history.

Yang Zhao wanted to shake his head, but he still couldn't move.

But at this moment, the mutation suddenly changed, and I saw that the skeleton that was absorbing Yang Zhao's blood suddenly let out a terrible howl, like a demon crying, which made people's hearts chill.

Immediately after that, starting from the skeleton's feet, the white bones that were already full of blood were rapidly disappearing.

In just an instant, the skeleton dissolved into nothingness at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had never appeared as strangely and completely dissipated.

And just when everyone had not yet reacted, Yang Zhao, who had not yet cut off his vitality, quickly fell from mid-air.

"Help, save me!" Yang Zhao shouted as hard as he could, and at the same time his heart flooded with ecstasy.

He knew that the skeleton was gone, but he was still alive, and as long as he didn't die, then everything still had a chance.

Although Yang Zhao was still conscious at this time, he was already weak and weak because of a large amount of blood loss, so once he fell to the ground at such a height, it was still difficult to escape death.

He can only ask his own disciples for help, as long as one person can catch his falling body, he is still a five-fold powerhouse in the purple realm.

And Qin Qi and Zen Sword Pavilion are still unable to escape death!

And when Yang Zhao shouted these two words, dozens of sect martial cultivators turned over and jumped up and swept in the direction of Yang Zhao, they knew that Yang Zhao couldn't die yet, especially not in this place at this time.

"Block them!" At this moment, I saw Qin Qi shouting, and then his right hand gently shook it into the void, the golden light flickered, the dragon roared, and the Glaive Dragon Emperor Spear instantly appeared in his hand.

At the same time, Qin Qi urged the power of Long Yuan to open his legs and rush forward.

At this time, Guo Weixiang and Desheng and other Zen Sword Pavilion people saw this, gritted their teeth and jumped towards the swept sect martial cultivators.

Yang Zhao was falling, Qin Qi was running wildly, and the martial cultivators of the sect were trying their best to rush here.

There is only one place that these three want to reach.

Yang Zhao's face turned extremely pale as he clearly saw the golden dragon spear that Qin Qi was rapidly raising.

"Ganglong Jue!" Qin Qi shouted violently, and at the same time, the Glaive Dragon Emperor spear was raised high, and a golden six-clawed golden dragon swam out from the body of the spear.

The two dragon whiskers are windless, the bronze bell-like eyes are fierce, and the huge dragon's mouth roars in the sky.

Roar -

With this dragon roar, the huge body of the six-clawed golden dragon came straight out of Yang Zhao's falling body, and then flew into the distant sky.

Poof――

A blood mist suddenly erupted from Yang Zhao's mouth, and then the last remaining vitality instantly disappeared into the sky with the six-clawed golden dragon.

Poof――

There was another muffled sound, and Yang Zhao's body finally fell on top of the Glaive Dragon Emperor Spear that Qin Qi raised high, and the huge inertia made the Glaive Dragon Emperor Spear easily pierce its body, and then pressed heavily on Qin Qi's shoulder.

Qin Qi's body was suddenly dyed red by Yang Zhao's blood, and the long hair fluttering up looked like a cluster of red flames, which was very weird.

Qin Qi's face was filled with a cruel smile, as hideous and terrifying as a bloodthirsty Shura from the Nine Hells.

And when Yang Zhao was pierced by the Glaive Dragon Emperor Spear in Qin Qi's hand, everyone fell into deathly silence again.

Only Liu Yiyi's face was smiling excitedly, but a pair of beautiful eyes had long been blocked by the tears gushing out, and the only thing she saw was the figure covered in blood.

At this moment, in Liu Yiyi's eyes, there was only Qin Qi alone, she knew that Qin Qi would definitely win, but when this result appeared, she still couldn't hold herself.

The two sides stopped fighting again, looking at the lifeless body on Qin Qi's shoulder in a daze, and there was a complicated look in his frightened eyes.

Bang -

Qin Qi slammed Yang Zhao's body to the ground, and then dragged the Glaive Dragon Emperor Spear and walked slowly towards everyone with firm steps.

Qin Qi knew that although Yang Zhao was dead, there were still at least three thousand martial cultivators of various sects.

And he was no longer able to urge Qing Xuanying, and the execution just now also exhausted his Dragon Yuan power, and even the golden glow of the Glaive Dragon Emperor Spear dimmed.

But Qin Qi always has to face everyone and face this critical moment next.

"Childe!" The people of the Zen Sword Pavilion led by Guo Weixiang and Desheng bowed down deeply.

They knew that Qin Qi could afford to worship him.

Qin Qi smiled slightly, but walked towards the sect's martial arts, and the Glaive Dragon Emperor spear made a stabbing sound on the ground, which sounded so harsh.

"You guys, still have to fight?" Qin Qi stopped at a distance of ten steps from those people and said with a sneer in his mouth.

Suddenly, everyone was hesitating, to fight or not to fight?

Undoubtedly, if there is a war, then the Zen Sword Pavilion is still in a catastrophe, but if there is no war, these people will never be able to get rid of the charge of rebellion and rebellion.

I saw that the heads of several sects at this time glanced at each other, obviously, the expressions in their eyes were different, but they were still full of strong killing intent.

There is only one way for them to go, because there is no way back.

"Kill!" Wu Xiu, who was standing at the forefront at this time, viciously squeezed out a word from between his teeth, and then raised his long knife and rushed towards Qin Qi first.

"Kill!" At this time, I saw that everyone broke out with a strong killing intent again, and each of them took the weapons in their hands and killed Qin Qi and the people of the Zen Sword Pavilion.

Seeing this, Qin Qi smiled bitterly, and stood quietly in place without moving, not because he didn't want to move, but because he really didn't have the strength to fight again.

I thought that the scene of killing Yang Zhao would make these people timid, but now it seems that I have miscalculated people's hearts.

But at this moment, I saw a yellow light appear out of thin air, and then it went straight into the body of the martial cultivator who rushed towards Qin Qi first.

Suddenly, blood splattered, and a handsome and dashing figure jumped from the air, blocking in front of Qin Qi.

A pair of sword eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with a cold light, the long sword in his hand pointed to the ground, and a white robe danced lightly in the wind, like a handsome scholar.

It is Aoziyou.

"Hehe, I knew you would come!But I didn't expect you to be so slow!But I don't have anything to trade with you anymore!" Qin Qi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled lightly.

"Don't worry, this time it was given away from the last transaction!" Ao Ziyou replied with his back to Qin Qi.

And the martial cultivators of the sect, who had not rushed over, were stunned by such a sudden scene.

"Proud Ziyou?!" At this time, a sect martial cultivator shouted coldly.

Aozi You was originally the owner of Haoran Villa, and his identity was naturally well known to the Mu Clan, but everyone didn't expect him to appear here.

"Why, since you know it's me, you still don't put down the weapon in your hand?!" Ao Ziyou said coldly.

"Hahaha! It's up to you, how can you fight us alone?!" the martial cultivator laughed wildly.

"Who said that I am alone?" At this moment, I only heard Aozi You say quietly, and then these sect martial cultivators were shocked to find that thousands of murderous martial cultivators appeared around them in an instant, and seeing that they were wearing clothes, they were under the door of Haoran Villa.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Five thousand martial cultivators shouted in unison, and three killing words in succession completely shattered the only remaining battle intent in the hearts of these sect martial cultivators.

"Proud of you, proud of Ziyou, as long as you stand by and watch, that spiritual vein can be given to you!" The martial cultivator tried to use the spiritual vein to win a glimmer of life for his people.

"Hahaha!Spirit vein?Only a fool like you would do such an idiotic thing for the sake of a mere spirit vein, if I, Ao Ziyou, follow you, wouldn't I say that I am just as idiotic as you?" Ao Ziyou laughed loudly.

"Then, then whatever you want, I can give it to you!" The martial cultivator's face changed and he continued to make one last effort.

"Hehe, what I want, you idiots will never be able to give it!" Aozi lobbied here for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, and continued: "However, you seem to be able to give something!"

"What?" that Wu Xiu was overjoyed when he heard this, as long as people have greed, they must have weaknesses.

At this time, I saw Ao Ziyou smile slightly, and then said softly: "I want your life!

Immediately afterwards, Aozi swam to Qin Qi and smiled: "You come to determine life and death!"

Qin Qi laughed, then turned around and walked towards the people of the Zen Sword Pavilion, and at the same time said coldly: "No one is left!"

After hearing this, Ao Ziyou smiled helplessly at everyone, and then said, "Did you hear that?"

Before everyone could react, Ao Ziyou gave a look to the five thousand martial cultivators of Haoran Villa.

"Kill!" A loud shout sounded, and five thousand martial cultivators showed their hideous fangs to these rebels.

Immediately, blood flowed into a river, and the pungent bloody aura instantly filled the sky above the Zen Sword Pavilion.

In the end, all the three thousand rebellious martial cultivators were buried in the Zen Sword Pavilion, just like the disciples of the Zen Sword Pavilion who died under their swords, but what awaited them was the Violent Corpse Wilderness.

The dead disciples of the Zen Sword Pavilion were ceremoniously buried, and the Demon Mountain of the Zen Sword Pavilion had an additional grave.

A month later, the holy girl of the Mu tribe shot the fairy, using the sword as the pen and the stone as the paper, and gave the name: "Righteous Mound".

But this is a later story, because Qin Qi still has unfinished business.

Although the rebellion of the Northern Regions Sect was quelled, but the Zen Sword Pavilion paid a heavy price of almost being wiped out, in this battle, Feng Bo not only lost an arm, but also was seriously injured, if it were not for his ** strongness, I am afraid that he would have been killed on the spot.

Tian Ying Xu Kuo Zhao was killed in battle, Huo Qing's cultivation was greatly reduced due to serious injuries, and there were only more than 300 ordinary disciples left in the Zen Sword Pavilion.