The man in white pursed his lips and looked at the two people in the sky: "I've been chasing for several days, and I'm really tireless, Brother Ye Chen, you and I will join forces to kill these flies, how about fighting again." ”

Gently shaking the folding fan in his right hand, the purple hair that had dimmed a lot was dancing with the wind, and the evil aura was shocking, Xiao Chen smiled slightly: "That's what I mean!"

The two Demon Huang Second Elders were Grandmaster-level Martial Saints of that level, with the current strength of the two of them, no one could defeat them alone, but if they fought one person each, the outcome would be unpredictable.

A bloody light rushed to the sky, and the man in white held a long knife in his hand, with a sword intent in the sky, and killed the great grandmaster of the Cold Moon Palace.

Thunder and thunder, rumbling and loud noises, Xiao Chen stepped on the electric light, galloping, and killed the great master of the Tianyin Sect.

The earth-shattering battle will start soon, and the grandmaster-level battle will be so tragic that you don't need to guess to know.

Yun Tianhe and Gao Baiyu took advantage of the palace and had already flashed to the side, and the two of them couldn't get along in a battle at this level.

On a small hill in the distance, Xing Qingyun and the gray old man, who were ready to slip away at any time, were also sneakily staring at the battle between the fields.

"Anyway, Ninth Master, aren't you also a grandmaster-level martial saint, why don't you go up to help. Xing Qingyun looked at the old man next to him and said with some puzzlement.

The Ninth Master was a little embarrassed, and said with a sneer: "The Ninth Master's grandmaster demeanor is too watery, and it is different from these serious comprehension grandmaster styles, and cultivation also depends on time. ”

Seeing Xing Qingyun pursed his lips, he suddenly realized that he looked contemptuous. The gray old man smiled: "Of course, to you, a bold little guy, the Ninth Master can still be easily extinguished by stretching out my fingers." ”

Xing Qingyun was unhappy, but he couldn't beat him, he could only endure it, he was depressed in his heart, no, he couldn't even beat an old man of the rat generation, this was really miserable.

The senior old man of the inner sect of the Tianyin Sect who fought against Xiao Chen was named Xiao Jue, wearing a green cloth and brocade robe, holding a seven-stringed piano in both hands.

The skin is smooth and delicate and red, unlike the skin of ordinary old people, which is rough and full of wrinkles.

Ding Ding Dong!

The fingertips fluctuated, and Xiao Jue played an erosive song, compared to the disciples of the Tianyin Sect that Xiao Chen had seen earlier, this Xiao Jue had already gone to another realm.

With the sound of the piano in his ears, an illusion appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes, and he was above a sky, filled with spiritual mist, and more than a dozen women with fiery bodies in front of him, wearing veils, danced in the clouds.

The fabric on the body, plus the edges and corners, will not be more than the size of a palm. The dancing body seems to have a magical charm, which is extremely tempting, and the fire in people's hearts burns all at once.

Xiao Jue looked at Xiao Chen, who was standing in the air and fell into a fantasy realm, with a sneer on his face, his fingers flicked more quickly, and the sound of the piano tinkled non-stop.

Seeing this, Yun Tianhe, who was above the palace, had a happy face, and was about to come over and kill Xiao Chen directly, but Gao Baiyu stopped: "Brother Yun, slow down, now with a little external force, you can break the illusion." ”

"Take your time and watch the show, this Lust Demon Song was created by the elders of my sect, after capturing the abyss succubus, and savoring it, the people trapped in it have only one end, suck the adult dry, and feed back to Elder Xiao. ”

When Yun Tianhe heard this, he couldn't help but be secretly frightened, this illusion was a bit between real and illusory, and he could actually use charm in illusion to absorb the essence of the other party's life.

In the illusion, eight stunningly beautiful women had already come to Xiao Chen's side, scratching their heads and posing, and from time to time making seductive movements that made people breathe fire.

It makes people feel like they are in paradise and can't wait to have a good time.

Xiao Chen looked at it for a while, and then felt that it was boring, and the charm that could make him sink for a moment in the world could only be performed by the succubus Leng Yue.

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but recall the time spent with Leng Yue in the Nether Deep Sea Battlefield. Now I don't know where this woman full of secrets is.

The catastrophe is coming, if you are meeting, you don't know whether it is friend or foe.

"Childe, the slave family is not beautiful enough!"

Just thinking about it, a beautiful girl took off her veil and revealed a pure face, Xiao Chen was slightly stunned, and her appearance was exactly the same as Leng Yue.

The woman smiled lightly, hooked Xiao Chen's neck, and wanted to kiss him on the lips while he was distracted for a moment.

Just when the flaming red lips were only about to be pasted by an inch, Xiao Chen had an extra piece of residual sword in his hand, and the sword body was coldly attached to the other party's mouth.

With a random flick of his left hand, he pushed this beautiful girl into the distance.

Xiao Chen looked at the remnant sword in his hand, and for a while, he forgot where he was around, and he was stunned.

Just when he was about to sink in, the remnant sword of the Thunder Emperor Mulberry Wood Sword in the Qiankun Ring suddenly shook, causing him to wake up suddenly.

"Will I come back alive?"

"Yes, even if you want to die, I won't let you die. You will die, and you will not die. ”

The words of the past echoed in his mind, Xiao Chen was stunned, holding the remnant sword tightly, the blade was embedded in the palm of his hand, and blood flowed out.

It's just a faint thought, do you remember what you said that day, I was not allowed to die?

But I, when will I be able to pull you back in the long river of fate.

Full of purple hair, a thought disappears, three thousand green silks, dancing lightly.

The evil aura that appeared deliberately on Xiao Chen's body no longer existed, and the Sea Emperor turban that had changed into a blood-colored turban had also turned pure sky blue again.

In the past three days, the remaining medicinal power of the Mixed Yuan Creation Pill has already been absorbed by him, if it weren't for the identity of the blood prince Ye Chen, who is full of purple hair, he would have been able to turn black long ago.

Thinking of the old things at this moment, Xiao Chen's mood fluctuated, he forgot to disguise, and the evil spirit on his body did not exist, but instead of calmness, calmness and cold scruples.

Rumble!

The folding fan in his left hand shattered, the entire illusion disappeared at once, the vision changed, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Xiao Jue's mouth, and his face was full of surprise as he looked at the seven broken strings of the long qin.

With a pull of his left hand, he put away the blood-colored cloak on his body, Xiao Chen was dressed in white, dancing with green silk, and under the sky-blue Sea Emperor's turban, there was a cold and delicate face.

The look in his eyes is like a deep pool, unfathomable, and the ancient well remains unchanged.

"Impossible, my Lust Demon Song has never failed in the martial artists of my generation. ”

Xiao Jue's eyes were full of consternation, a flash of brilliance flashed in his hand, the lyre was reconnected, and his fingertips slashed, and there was another beautiful sound, like a woman's moaning, echoing leisurely.

The body is like a knife, the mind is like a knife, I am a knife, the knife is me, the trick of white clothes, the breeze is slow.

Xiao Chen took a step forward, and there was the sound of a peerless treasure knife coming out of its sheath, resounding through the heavens and the earth. With every step, there is a knife groaning, which seems to be slow, but the knife is endless, buzzing, crisp sound, lingering non-stop.

"Entering the demon with sound, doing things that are against the way of heaven such as yin and yang harvesting, Elder Xiao, you should not exist in this world for a long time. ”

All the piano sounds were shattered one by one by the crisp knife groan, Xiao Chen walked step by step, between heaven and earth, his knife intent became more and more fierce and unrestrained.

In the end, all the knife sounds converged together to form a wisp of divine sound, breaking through the barrier of the sky and rushing away into the sky.

The sound of the gods, the rhyme nourishes the soul, and Xiao's lyre is completely cracked, thumping, and turning into sawdust.

In the sea of knowledge, the rudimentary form of the sword soul circulating in the purple rune seal was no longer as blurry as before, and the four rays of golden light became clearly visible, and the edge was incomparable.

Xiao Chen was a little flustered, the prototype of the sword soul actually broke through at this time, and his sword intent completely knocked down ten percent, condensing the real "soul".

"Elder Xiao, the Desire Demon Song, after all, is a side path, you are also a character who will be able to become a great grandmaster, fight in a dignified manner, and divide the superiority. ”

Xiao didn't bother to pay attention, a strange glint flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and wanted to leave. His Lust Demon Song is not a side path, many grandmaster-level martial saints were easily killed by him, and the essence of life was replenished to himself.

"It turns out that you are the real Xiao Chen. Don't be complacent, wait for me to refine a good piano again to suck up your life essence. ”

Xiao Chen shook his head slightly, with a slight look of disappointment in his eyes.

At this moment, he urged the Mixed Yuan Creation Pill, the only remaining medicinal power, without any scruples, and cultivated to the peak of the Great Perfection Realm of the mid-grade Martial Saint.

The sword soul was formed, the strength soared, and I wanted to fight happily. Unexpectedly, the person in front of him was blinded by external objects, and his cultivation was useless, and he had nothing to show for it.

If so, then give you death!

Derivation is flawless, the moon rises into the air behind Xiao Chen, and between the flips, the night falls, blocking Xiao Jue's way all of a sudden.

Turning the palm for the night, the bright moon is perfect.

There is no lack of night, no lack of moon, no lack of knife.

The bright moon turned into a trace, and the brilliant sword light fell from the sky, stopping Xiao Jue who flew away.

The sword light that condenses the soul of the sword has a different charm, and the sword light is almost like substance. There is a full moon, in the sword light, the white rises, there are people in the moon, there is a palace, as if there is a small world in it.

This is the "soul", so that the martial arts have the existence of the soul, no longer in vain, but really have its connotation, so that the condensation of the sword moves has reached a new level.

Xiao Jue's Demon Qin was destroyed, and in the face of this move, Mingyue had no defects, so he had to use his own cultivation to harden the bell.

With the movement of both hands, one note after another sounded, each note was sonorous and powerful, and the shaking sky was trembling, composing a passionate music.

Clang!

Forced to take this move, the magic qin was destroyed, and Xiao Jue, who had already been secretly injured, spit out a mouthful of blood again and was forced back.

Pieces of snowflakes flew, Xiao Chen was dressed in white, and in the snowflakes in the sky, he killed Xiao Jue, every move and style, all with endless knife intent.

Xiao Jue, who was already in turmoil, struggled to support.

Above the palace, Yun Tianhe and Gao Baiyu looked at each other, they didn't expect that the strength of Xiao Chen and the people in white would be so strong, completely beyond expectations.

"Let's go, don't pay attention to these two, in addition to you and my senior brother, there is also Emperor Wuji, and the ordinary grandmaster-level martial saint really can't suppress the two of them. ”

"Damn, if it weren't for the main forces of my Cold Moon Palace and Tianyin Sect, they would have already entered the Immortal Gate Ruins, where would they be arrogant. ”