"You and I have caught the one who can be deduced together!" The black-robed faceless man shouted angrily in a low voice, and all the black-robed people in the rear trembled, the speed increased strangely, and more than a dozen streamers shuttled in the air, the speed was very fast, seeing that the sword cultivator was about to approach the exit, the black-robed man snorted coldly, and no longer hesitated. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He stretched out a palm, there was a black mist, very weird, hovering up, like a dragon to the top, not long after, in this black mist, there was a terrible scream, followed by one after another screams.

Contains pain, torment, and struggle.

Everyone was shocked, and in an instant, the black mist instantly turned into a grimace, a bleak face, with blood constantly flowing out, a hideous face, which made people tremble. When he opened his big mouth, he showed his fangs, like a sharp sword, and with a grim face, he instantly appeared in front of Jian Xiu's body, blocking their way.

"This grimace." The sword cultivators stopped instantly, staring at the grimace above, the deacon who had reached the fourth layer of Jindan, his brain was buzzing, countless sporadic memories were constantly converging, it seemed that in the depths of his mind, there was a cognition of the grimace.

"You guys. . . None of them can run!" The black-robed facelings caught up, and the black-robed people in the rear, robes hunting, windless and automatic, like ghosts, followed behind them.

"Since you can't run, then fight!" Jin Dan's fourth-layer sword cultivation stepped out, and the air hummed. Having said that, but now that they are under attack on their backs and the exit is very close, they can't be stupid enough to fight a real battle. The words released earlier were just to make the other party relax their vigilance.

"Caught him!" The black-robed faceling, stretched out a finger, there was a black mist spreading, as if this finger was the black mist condensed, he stared at the sky void, revealing killing intent, and the thin evil qi in his body swept around, and the wind set off made his long hair flutter.

Under the command, all the black-robed people in the rear were killed, which was a silent answer. Every black-robed person was accompanied by a monstrous killing intent, and among them, the weakest was the second layer of Jindan, and they all surged towards the Heavenly Void.

"Kill!"

Sword cultivation here, everyone's eyes are solemn, although they are seriously injured, but it seems that this battle is unavoidable, and they can only fight. They are armed with flying swords and resoluteness, even if they want to live, but they have no intention of giving up. What is sprayed in the body is the will to fight, it is the will not flinch in the face of adversity, even if it dies in battle, it will never steal life.

Han Liuyuan was in the crowd, stepped out, blocked in front of Tianxuzi, held the flying sword in his hand tightly, and the sword cultivation in the back roared, the vast spiritual power in his body erupted again, some people were seriously injured, and the blood hole that was about to heal collapsed again, but he gritted his teeth and did not flinch!

"My Qingyun generation, there is no one who is greedy for life and afraid of death, if you want to fight, come!" The sword cultivator led by him shouted, and the whole person seemed to turn into a sharp sword, fighting with the black-robed faceless man in the sky!

In the sky, there was a constant roar, and the aftermath was scattered in all directions. Countless sword lights flickered, the magic powers bombarded wildly, and in just a few breaths, the two sides fought more than 100 hands, and it was obvious that this battle was quite unfavorable for sword cultivation. After all, they were more or less wounded, and their strength dropped greatly.

However, it was the two afterimages in the sky that sealed the victory.

Black-robed faceless, sword cultivator of the fourth layer of Jindan.

The collision of magic powers, the earth-shattering roar, the place where the sword cultivator was originally injured broke open again, blood trickled out, his face was even paler, the sword in his hand, but it did not stop, it was a powerful sword skill, countless messy sword qi, surrounding his body.

Piercing the sky, the air was buzzing, and it was about to knock out a gap in the body of the black-robed man, this is the sword cultivation of Donglan Mountain, this is Qingyun, fearless, fearless, and vowing not to bow his head. I want to use my sword to break through the thorns!

"I admit it, you're very strong, but now you're no match for me!" the black-robed faceling muttered, stretching out a finger, his finger was strangely twisted, the void hummed, and a black shadow shot out from between his fingers, it was a small grimace, a hideous face, teeth and claws, rushing towards his heart, trying to tear it open.

"Carving insect skills!" Jian Xiu's eyes shrank, and he quickly retreated, dodging the black shadow. But always vigilant, because at the exit, the huge grimace still didn't move, I'm afraid it was specially arranged by the black-robed faceless man, wanting to sneak attack him at a critical moment.

"No!!"

At this moment, a terrible scream came, and in the crowd, a sword cultivator of the second layer of Jindan was pierced through his chest, and his pupils widened in disbelief. At the wound, the black mist surrounded, constantly tearing, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, he tried his best to stretch it open, making his wound area larger.

The pain in his heart came, and he trembled all over, trying his best to dispel it with spiritual power, but the black mist was too weird, and he could only watch it tear apart.

At this moment, he was crazy, his eyes were red, his long hair was fluttering, and with the intention of madness, he looked up to the sky and laughed miserably. His cultivation began to be unstable, surrounded by black mist, he slowly regressed, and his vitality gradually died, and in just an instant, from a middle-aged man, he became an old man, extremely old, with gray hair scattered.

He glanced back, and it was the direction of Qingyun. With a miserable smile, all the deacons of the Qingyun Sect saw it, and their hearts were torn, and it was heartache.

"Qingyun.. Qingyun .." Consciousness began to fade, and his mouth kept murmuring, and he fell weakly.

But just when countless people thought that he was going to die, the latter actually came to the black-robed faceless man in the sky at a speed beyond everyone's imagination, "I, Qingyun generation, how can I allow you to wait for extermination!"

"Die!"

He let out a loud shout, with a miserable and no longer alive, but his body swelled strangely, bulging countless pustules, bursting with golden light, dazzling, just like a round of golden sun.

"Self-detonating golden pill?"

The black-robed faceling sneered, pinched his hands, and the grimace that was originally motionless, his scarlet eyes, opened suddenly, and his hair was scattered, looking here, it was a woman's face, smiling, and opening his mouth.

Surrounded by black mist, it suddenly erupted at an astonishing speed, coming towards here, and swallowed it directly, wanting to explode the sword cultivation.

At this scene, countless people's hearts twitched, and the speed of their grimaces was so fast that they didn't have time to react at all.

Swallowed by a grimace, the sword cultivator, with dull eyes and endless despair, blew himself up in the monstrous roar, and died with hatred. The power suddenly appeared, grimace's pale cheeks, a strange bulge, and as the mouth opened slightly, billowing black smoke was spitting out, and there were screams and smirks from inside.

The self-explosion on the second floor of Jindan was blocked like this?

Seeing this, the people of the Qingyun Sect felt numb, and their throats kept rolling, and at this moment, they were shaken and kept asking themselves. Is there a chance of survival today?

"Stop struggling, you guys. . . But they are all sacrifices named by the elders. The black-robed faceling man spoke in a low voice, his words were full of anger, obviously blowing himself up a Jindan sword cultivator, which made them very angry, which also meant that this sacrifice was missing another Jindan powerhouse.

If the elders are made known, I am afraid that they will be severely punished this time.