A few jet-black lines gradually spread and imprinted on Feng Ren's cheeks, coupled with the gradually clear evil eye pattern on his forehead, the whole person looked as if he had suffered some kind of curse, but the aura around him that began to languish was once again renewed, and when the strong fluctuations resumed, the figure hanging in the air was faintly blurred.

"This move...... You dare to use it?" Elder Sword was shocked in his heart, although he didn't know what happened after Feng Ren stabbed him with a sword, but with his years of experience and analyzing the situation in front of him, a thought had already come to mind.

The change in wind tenacity is no longer comparable to ordinary enhanced martial arts, and this practice can no longer be satisfied by drinking to quench thirst, and it can even be said without hesitation that he is selling his soul to demons.

"What can't be used for this kind of move? Xiangli, Fuwei, Sakuyu, New Year's Eve, Qin Yi, Shiying...... And Xiao Xuan, and the rest of the souls who are buried here today because of your invasion, their grief and unwillingness will be inherited by me at this moment. As long as I can kill you here, don't say that I will become this inhuman and ghostly appearance for the time being. Even if it's really a betrayal of your soul to a demon, so what's the matter!"

When the last word roared out of Feng Ren's mouth, the pitch-black dark chaser blade in his hand was about to split, and suddenly the strong wind whistled in all directions, and in the strange cold, the sound of sorrow and wailing could be faintly heard.

Secretly chasing the Grim Blade, forged by the undead, the power to harness the power of the undead is one of the top existences on this continent. Even if Feng Ren's current strength was not yet able to exert one-twelfth of the peak strength of this sword, it was still enough to make countless living beings tremble.

The chill of death quietly spreads.

"It doesn't matter if you're a god or a ghost, or if you fall into the darkness. Just slash you by my sword, and it's all over. Elder Sword forced his composure and looked back at Elder Painting, who nodded slightly.

The six wolves danced in the void to their heart's content, and the lines under the painting gradually built into a condensed sword with different shapes, but all of them were stabbed on the back of the sword elder.

The sword light shattered, and all the spots merged into the sword elder's body.

The next moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a pale golden sword-shaped rune slowly appeared in the middle of his forehead.

At that moment, Elder Sword's aura was also surging again.

"The seventeenth style of the tricky pen, the sword martial spirit vein. I'm a little curious about which one has the more powerful bonus ability compared to your secret technique. Elder Hua put down the wolf hair in his hand and took a slight breath, as if this move was a lot of load on him.

However, fortunately, the head-to-head confrontation had nothing to do with him, and only the Sword Elder was the only one who went to face the Dark Blade.

And when he replied to Elder Hua, it was directly a sharp sword roar that tore through the sky.

The sword is out, and the Big Dipper Death Star is broken!

With the flood of true undead power, the power of this sword is multiplied.

Not to be outdone, the sword elder dial at the Wuyao sword grid was dialed to the crimson gem that symbolized the fire attribute. Dealing with this weird Sen Ran sword intent, he subconsciously chose the hottest fire attribute.

And the flames that boiled in the sword momentum he swung were already faintly comparable to the fury of the Burning Nirvana.

Ping!

The two swords collided, and the cold ran through the scorching heat, and the red flames under the night sky were torn into thousands of tiny flames, instantly annihilating nothingness.

The Dark Chasing Blade pressed on the blade of the Wuyao Sword, Feng Ren laughed fiercely, and suddenly shook his body and let go of the sword elder's counterattack to force back a sword momentum, and then twisted his wrist to pick up the tip of the sword and gently picked it up, and the cold sharpness was already towards the opponent's waist.

"It's useless. ”

The sword elder snorted, and the blade sank a block, but when he felt the strength of the opponent's stab, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and the figure in front of him froze in the air, and with the sword stabbed out in his hand, the void turned transparent and quickly dissipated.

False tricks?

He was shocked, and the light blue in his left eye gradually appeared, but he also knew that in this case, it was too late to rely on the real mirror to spy on it, and he could only rely on his own sensory ability and years of experience to predict the direction of the other party's possible sneak attack.

And this series of thoughts and reactions is actually instantaneous. The sword light turned, and Wu Yao was already behind the sword elder's back, and the blade on the side just blocked the sudden stabbing of the pitch-black sword tip.

Bite!

In the midst of the long groan, Elder Jian's expression changed again.

The strength of this sword is still not right......

When he was surprised, two sword lights, one left and one right, flashed out from his side, and in the exchange and shuttle, they simultaneously transformed into two figures flying with swords in the middle of the exchange. This scene is reflected in the real mirror, and it is still two figures, and it is impossible to distinguish between fiction and reality.

How can it be?

The surprise in Elder Jian's heart was even stronger, but the fleeting time did not give him a chance to think at all, and two deadly coldness had already descended in front of him.

"Damn, freeze it all for me!"

With a flick of the thumb of the sword's right hand, the turntable suddenly switched to the crystal pale gem, and the cold light on the blade flowed, and with the sword elder's slash, the surging ice crystals raged and spread, directly freezing and solidifying the entire airspace in front of him.

In an instant, the two sword-wielding figures were cast into ice sculptures by ice crystals that appeared out of thin air and were suspended in mid-air, but through the thick layer of ice, they could also feel the deadly aura coming from the sword.

Ping!

Without telling which one was the real body, the sword elder stabbed out two swords in a row, and the speed was almost as fast as the long sword in his hand was split into two and stabbed at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, both ice sculptures were pierced, but then two afterimages dissipated together in his eyes. At the last moment of distortion and annihilation, it seemed that the face of the phantom had changed.

An inexplicable chill surged into Elder Sword's heart, and he subconsciously turned around suddenly, slashing his sword sideways.

However, after all, it was still slow, and the dark and cold tip of the dark blade had already pierced his left shoulder. Although it is not a vital part, for the Undead Demon Sword Dark Chasing Blade, which can destroy all the breath of life, the slightest trauma already represents the declaration of death.

The sharp sword wind suddenly tore through the robe on the sword elder's body, and on his bare airborne skin, the pitch-black runes quietly spread, almost identical to what Feng Ren was imprinted on his body at this moment.

It's just that he doesn't have the ability to carry this undead resentment.

"Help me!"

Elder Sword didn't dare to fight anymore, and retreated to Elder Painting's side, while his entire left arm began to swell, forcibly relying on the powerful vitality that the Dark Demon Dragon Whale had left in the flesh and blood to resist the erosion of the undead's resentment.

For a moment, the spreading pitch-black runes stopped, but it obviously didn't last long.

Seeing this, the painting elder also hurriedly took out a wolf brush with the most different formats, and hooked it on the sword elder's shoulder with the azure juice, and the strange danqing was instantly bound to the periphery of the pitch-black rune.

However, as he was about to make a second stroke, he shuddered and the pain spread throughout his body, and he looked down in disbelief to see that a sword tip had pierced through his chest.

Stardust Tears, a divine weapon that had been forgotten by both Elder Sword and Elder Painting, used the worst lesson to tell the two of them the price of ignoring it at this moment.

Behind the painting elder, a windy afterimage slowly raised its head, gradually dissipating under the night breeze.

"You're the only one left. ”

Ping!

A sword slashed in the middle of the horizontal Wuyao sword blade, Feng Ren snorted coldly, the continuous offensive just now was actually the two Yi Guixing that he had performed three times in succession, and he was only capable of using it under the current situation.

Elder Sword gritted his teeth in anger, he never imagined that Feng Ren would be able to kill his companion under the sword in front of him again. Moreover, the fall of the Elder also means that he has lost the ability to restrain the deadly curse left by the sword wound on his shoulder.

This battle is already a dead end.

Rising up with all his strength, the sword elder took a few steps back, standing in mid-air and gasping for breath, and the pitch-black rune on his shoulder also broke through the last restraint and began to spread again.

A smear of pitch-black blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, and he raised his head and laughed: "The five first elders of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, Qin, Chess, Calligraphy, Painting, and Sword have galloped in the Central Domain for many years, but they never thought that they would all die here tonight, and I would die in heaven! Before I die, I'm going to burn everything!"

With a flick of the thumb of his right hand, the turntable at the Wuyao Sword Grid rotated rapidly, and the five-colored halos overlapped and fused, instantly awakening an extremely terrifying wave.

Moreover, it was more amazing than any of the previous moves of the Sword Elder.

"Even you, you want to fight in front of me?"

Feng Ren smiled coldly, leaned out of his sword, and the dark blade of the dark blade was not conspicuous in the night sky, but it could not be seen very clearly to the sword elder.

That is, the proclamation of the end of death.

"Let's die together. ”

These four words were the last words of Elder Jian's deathbed.

Ping!

The Wuyao Sword was cut in two, along with the slender body of the Sword Elder.

In an instant, the tumbling furious sword intent came to an abrupt end, and the earth-shattering blow of the jade burning stone was directly strangled in the initial state.

Standing behind the Sword Elder, Feng Ren's mouth and nose slowly left a few wisps of blood that were dyed black, and he smiled softly: "Divine Weapon Pavilion Sword Elder, but that's it. ”

Laugh at!

A handful of blood splattered, and he untied the chest of the Dire robe, and a slender sword mark appeared, and the mixed power of the five elemental attributes raged in it at the same time.

Elder Sword's final blow, he couldn't stop it completely at all.

But fortunately, at least in time.

Raising his hand and grabbing it in the air, Xingchen tears returned to his hand, Feng Ren's body trembled a little, and his vision gradually blurred, but he shook his head suddenly, and said to himself: "It's still a little close, I can't fall down......"

With that, he leaped forward, and the direction was the mountain road in front of the Monster Cliff.

There, the last group of powerhouses in the Divine Weapon Pavilion probably didn't know that the outcome of this death match had been revealed.

......

The night ended slowly, and the dawn tore through the darkness in the sky, sprinkled among the mountains but still could not add a few touches of warmth to the cold.

However, it was a figure sitting on a rock. At his side, two sharp swords were stuck upside down in the earth. In front of him, hundreds of corpses were laid out horizontally.

Judging from the costumes, all of them come from the same force.

The dead silence here was finally broken by the slight sound of broken footsteps, and the two figures, one tall and one short, slowly walked towards this side, and when they saw the tragic situation here, they couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their mouths.

The man sitting alone in front of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood glanced up slightly, and said with a smile: "Sister Yin, you are not obedient, you are still here." ”

With that, he clutched his chest and coughed violently, and the black blood spurted out of his mouth, splashing on the ground and emitting a stench.

On the face, the faded black lines are still there, as if the ink has not been wiped clean.

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