"Do you want to get involved in Yucheng too?"

Hearing the name of Zang Wan Dao, Yin Yang Zi's face was ugly, this person has always seen the head and tail of the dragon, and he is far away in Yucheng, although he has not seen Zang Wan Dao, but he has also heard this name, and now facing three Broken Realm monks at the same time, he has no chance to escape.

"Naturally, we will not get involved, I am just helping Zimo in my own name, I am me, Yucheng is Yucheng, you don't have to confuse these two things because of my identity."

Zang Wandao glanced at Yin Yang Zi, and said with an evil smile.

"I didn't expect you to come, but I didn't expect it."

As soon as Baili Chunqiu's body moved, he appeared not far from Zang Wandao, there was joy in his eyes, but also a little jealousy, he couldn't see through this person, although he heard Zimo say this person, but there was no deep friendship.

"You've been staying in Yucheng all the time, how can you give it up?"

Li Wendao also appeared beside him, looked at Zang Wandao from top to bottom, and said a little jokingly.

"For one person, trapped in one city, since the person is gone, it is not unusual for me to come out, but you old guy has always been at ease, and it makes me feel strange to be able to walk with the Sword Sect."

Zang Wandao held his hands behind his back, looking very chic, without a knot, and speaking with a little more human touch than usual.

Lee asked, scratching his hair like a chicken nest, and smiled, but didn't explain anything.

"You can come and help me, the old man thanks you for him."

Baili Chunqiu hugged his fist towards Zang Wandao, his words were full of sincerity, no matter what the purpose, he could come to help Zimo, this love, Baili Chunqiu remembered.

"Hehe, Baili Daoyou don't have to thank me, this kid fell in love with me, and I have always treated him as a junior, and I should help him."

Zang Wandao was frightened by the mysterious predecessor who cultivated to the heavens, but now Zimo is not a person or that infinite potential, plus Zang Wandao has pressed the future of the Sea Clan on him, and more importantly, he really likes this junior.

All kinds of factors combined, so that as soon as he heard about the matter of the Sword Sect, he rushed over, he had actually arrived a long time ago, first, it was inconvenient to make a move, and secondly, there was no one worthy of his shot.

Originally, he was still a little interested in Yin Yang Zi, but when he saw Baili Chunqiu and Li Wendao two to one, he held his identity and did not make a move, until Yin Yang Zi wanted to escape with the help of the formation and used a spell to block it.

The three of you said a word, as if they were chatting for a long time, and the corners of Yin Yangzi's mouth, who were standing in mid-air, couldn't help but tremble, is this treating him as air.

As soon as his mind moved, a circle of ripples rippled under his feet, and the figure of Yin Yang Zi disappeared, and he reappeared dozens of zhang away.

But as soon as he fell, three figures surrounded him in the middle.

"Clean up this old demon first, otherwise more disciples of my Sword Sect will fall."

A blue flying sword appeared in Baili Chunqiu's hand, and with a flick of his fingers towards the hilt, the flying sword flew towards Yin Yangzi.

"It's good!"

Zang Wandao and Li Wendao nodded, and sacrificed their magic weapons to besiege Yin and Yangzi.

Besides, at this moment, with the influx of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, he also felt that his cultivation was more stable, but he was not in a hurry to break through to the late stage of Condensation, because he was worried that his cultivation would advance too quickly and cause the cultivation of Yuan Shen to not keep up, and then leave trouble.

However, Zimo obviously felt that his state of mind had been greatly improved, which made him even more pleased than his cultivation for great progress.

"Xiuzhen, Xiuzhen, this is the real Xiuzhen, I didn't expect you to also embark on this road, but I don't know how far you can go, whether you can see the scenery higher, this is a difficult road, boy, work hard."

A red shadow in the sky looked at Zimo, sighed, and then disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Perhaps, this is the path I want to take, since cultivating the truth is cultivating the mind, then is the same for the way of the sword? Kendo is the heart of the sword? ”

Opening his eyes, there was a smile on the corner of Zimo's mouth, he stood up and raised his right foot to take the first step in the air, and when the raised right foot was about to fall, an illusory sword shadow appeared at his feet, supporting his right foot that was about to fall to the ground, as if he was deliberately waiting for him.

Immediately after that, he raised his left foot, and when his left foot fell, another illusory sword shadow also landed under his left foot, and Zimo's body also stepped on the illusory sword body and stood in mid-air.

In this way, he took fifteen steps all the way, and an illusory flying sword appeared under his feet to support his body, and this scene made everyone present stunned.

"There is no sword in his hand, but there is a sword in his heart, and if the sword is one, the sword heart is clear, and the way of the sword is on the way, this kid has already started."

Sanjianzi's eyes flashed brightly, and looking at Zimo's figure, a little jealousy rose in his heart.

It took him one hundred and eighty years to reach this realm, and Zimo was less than thirty years old at the moment.

The second realm of the sword path was even more difficult, and for the first time, he had a trace of expectation for Zimo's future, what kind of height could this most talented disciple in the history of the Sword Sect reach in the way of the sword.

Zimo fell in fifteen steps, and happened to appear next to a spirit infant early stage monk of the Yin-Yang Sect, seeing Zimo's face full of fear, he knew that this kid was weird.

Leaving the opponent and about to flee, Zimo spat lightly, "Out!" ”

An illusory flying sword flew out from under his feet and flew towards the man.

"Slash!"

When the words fell, the illusory flying sword "buzzed" and fell straight towards the man's back, and in a hurry, the man only had time to turn around and hold the magic weapon in his hand against his chest, but the illusory flying sword still slashed over him.

He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that he was going to die.

But then he didn't feel any pain, reached out and touched his chest, and found that there was no wound on his body.

"It turned out to be a bluff!"

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and was about to turn around and flee, but his face was pale, and his vitality left him like a rushing river, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

The people around saw this man die so strangely, and one by one they scattered like frightened birds.

Zimo wandered on the battlefield of Beili Mountain like a god of death harvesting life, and the Yin Yang Sect and those small sect disciples died strangely everywhere, unless they were cultivating above the middle stage of the spirit infant, they could survive, and after this war, the power of Shura was also collected a lot, which made Zimo very happy in his heart.

He is not a person who loves to kill, but he is also not a soft-hearted person, since he has chosen to cultivate the Shura Jue, then he is accompanied by a cultivation path of corpses and mountains of blood.

"Zimo, get out of the way!"

At this moment, Baili Chunqiu shouted, his body technique was used to the extreme, and he flew towards Zimo, but it was still a lot slower than the Yin Yang Zi at this moment, after all, this was the speed at which the Yin Yang Zi burned the essence of his body.

As soon as Zimo turned around, he saw a red light flying towards him, and in that light, there was a blood-stained Yin and Yang Zi, his face was ruddy, and the qi in his body was disordered and exuded an extremely dangerous aura, and his eyes revealed madness.

In him, Zimo felt a life-and-death crisis, second only to the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Die! In exchange for my life for the life of you, this kid, it won't be too much of a loss, at least it will make the Spring and Autumn Festival unforgettable! ”

Yin Yang Zi laughed wildly and said, if you can't kill Baili Chunqiu, then kill his favorite apprentice, and think about it can make him feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"If you want me to die, it's not that easy!"

Zimo snorted coldly, now it was too late for him to dodge, because Yin Yang Zi had already locked him in.

As soon as his mind moved, seven natal flying swords flew out of his body, and the power of Shura was also attached to it one by one, and he arranged the sword formation as quickly as possible, and shouted in a low voice, "Nine Heavens Prison Yan Sword Formation, absolutely!" ”

As soon as the word "absolute" came out, but Zimo was still not at ease, he took out the Xuanhuang Zhong again and covered himself in it.

After arranging these rest, it depends on the will of God, he also secretly sighed unlucky, why did this yin and yang choose to burn the essence of his body to kill him, he burned out the essence of his body, which also means that he can no longer escape, because after the essence is burned out, it is no different from mortals, at most it is a stronger body, most of the monks will burn the essence and fall, and it is difficult to escape the fall of this yin and yang.

"Zimo!"

"Senior brother!"

"In vain!"

"Don't die, boy!"

Hundred miles of spring and autumn, hidden ten thousand ways, snow condensing dust, Feng Buyan, Feng Yanxia and so on everyone exclaimed in surprise, crazy and wanted to rush towards Zimo, they seemed to have expected Zimo's end, the blow of the Shattered Realm monk burning his blood, how could he be a condensation period monk can resist!

"Let's die together!"

Yin Yangzi's whole person crashed into Zimo like a meteor.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A loud bang was heard, and it reverberated violently through the valley.

The place where Zimo was emitted a light that made people unable to open their eyes, and at the same time, the entire Beili Mountain trembled, and many disciples around who couldn't dodge directly turned into powder.

The light dissipated, and everyone opened their eyes to look at Zimo in mid-air, who was covered in blood and disordered qi.

But not dead!

Because there was another man in front of him.

One man, one sword, one hand.

This person's right arm was directly blasted off, and countless wounds appeared all over his body, and the whole person was also shaky.

And Yin Yang Zi's whole person fell to the ground, his face was like ashes, there was no trace of brilliance in his eyes, and he had no chance of surviving at all.

"Why you?"

Zimo looked at the figure in front of him, his eyes showed disbelief, he was not surprised who blocked this blow for himself, but why him?