The old woman said, "There are six of us. ”

Yan Huihui couldn't help but laugh a little, looking at the crowd that surrounded him in a ring, looking at the panic or anger of the crowd, and said, "It's just a chicken." ”

His gaze fell on Yan Buli's face, nodded and said, "You are better, but unfortunately you are still not my opponent." ”

Yan Buli's breath decayed, one of his left arms was missing, his right hand hanging by his side trembled, and there was a hole more than a foot long in his waist and abdomen, which kept oozing blood.

His expression was still indifferent, and he said in a cold voice: "Your injuries are also very serious. ”

Yan Huihui turned his head sideways, looked at the red on his left chest, and said, "Without the help of the old man with the divine heart, your sword would not be as close as five feet in front of me." ”

Yan Buli was silent, he knew that what the other party said was the truth, although they were both great cultivators, but one had just advanced, and the other had been immersed in kendo for thousands of years, and his cultivation was close to the peak of Yuanying, and the gap was still so huge that it was irreparable.

Yan Huihui said: "Now you, no one can block the sword of this seat, if you don't want to listen to my arrangement, you can only die." ”

Turning around, he said to Young Master Xia: "Senior sister regrets it now, it's still too late." ”

"Don't think about it, you traitor, you shameless villain!"

Young Master Xia was the only one who didn't suffer any harm, so she was even more embarrassed, she held the sword in one hand, her eyebrows seemed to stand upright on her face, and she shouted angrily: "I don't have a senior brother like you, and you are not a member of the swallowtail clan, you are a shame to our whole clan, and everyone will be punished!"

"Traitor?"

Yan Huihui's expression was slightly gloomy, and he said silently: "Senior sister is right, I am indeed a traitor. ”

Hearing him say this, Young Master Xia was stunned. He snorted and said, "You...... You can go back ......."

Yan Buli was a little anxious and said, "Miss, don't be deceived by his rhetoric, this person has already lost his mind, and there is no possibility of turning back." ”

"Who said I was going back?"

Ignoring the old woman, she turned her head and said to Young Master Xia: "It is a last resort to join forces with Kaba, but she released the demon cultivator." Senior sister is willing to be with her?"

Young Master Xia gritted his teeth and said, "It's better than you." ”

Yan Huihui knew what he meant, and said casually: "Senior sister is wrong, the reason why my brother is like this is precisely for the future of the swallowtail clan." ”

Young Master Xia sneered: "Being a dog can be so high-sounding and shameless." ”

"Being a dog has the benefits of being a dog, as long as you can become a human, it's not a big deal to be a dog for the time being. One day in the future, this dog will make the dog owner pay the price, and it will make the people in his hometown be real people. That's the real way. ”

Yan Huihui said: "The monks of the Demon Spirit Continent can't really attain the Dao, ordinary people don't know, the junior sister shouldn't know about it, for the sake of my brother's cultivation in the future, we must change this fate and benefit all generations." ”

Young Master Xia said: "Gang up with outsiders to slaughter your own clan, this is your benefit?"

Yan Huihui said: "To endure the humiliation for a while, of course, you have to pay the price. Sooner or later, those people will die, die for me. It's better than growing old silently and wasting your time in vain. ”

At this point in the conversation, Young Master Xia could only stare at him with angry eyes, not knowing what to say.

The commander of the guard spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm and scolded viciously, "Dog thing." ”

Yan Huihui didn't even look at him, and said, "For my brother, I have true feelings for my junior sister." Today's overall situation has been decided, as long as the junior sister meets the Lord with me and guarantees that you are safe and sound for my brother, the master and even the whole clan will also benefit from this, I hope the junior sister will consider it carefully. Don't mistake yourself, let alone the future of the swallowtail clan. ”

"I just want you to die!" replied indifferently.

Yan Huihui shook his head lightly and said, "Then it's up to Senior Sister, wait until I kill the others, and then discuss with you slowly." ”

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"Click, outsiders are all enemies of the swallowtail clan, for my brother to cut one person with a sword today, impartially, my sister is optimistic. ”

Turning back and pointing to the leader of the guards, he said, "Hurt my junior brother, you are the first." ”

After that, Yan Huihui raised his hand is a sword, and he slashed at a distance of more than 100 zhang.

Only a snort was heard, and only a faint gray mark was seen like a floating cloud dissipating in the wind, extending from the end of the sword to the front of the leader. When the mark appeared, everyone smelled a burning smell at the same time, as if the porridge in the pot had been overcooked due to the heat of the wool due to the violent friction.

It's the smell of burning air, the destruction of billions of tiny particles colliding together, and the heat.

"Save him!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Kill!"

Several shouts sounded at the same time, and Young Master Xia felt that his shoulder was pricked by a needle, and his left hand was weak, and he almost couldn't hold the flying sword in his palm, so naturally he couldn't talk about attacking. This kind of thing is not the first time it has happened, in the previous battle, whenever she wanted to use her sword towards Yan Hui, her body would always be disturbed inexplicably, and the sword momentum would come to naught.

"Yan Huihui!" "Young Master Xia shouted loudly like a scream, eager to crush his teeth, how could he get any of him.

At the same time, the three demon cultivators' hearts ached violently, half of the old woman's eyebrows fell for no reason, and her eyes showed a fierce color, Yan Buli's left foot suddenly lifted, as if stepping on a sharp cone.

Without exception, the people around him were disrupted by such and such interference, and their movements were slowed down.

Several guards are still fighting with the demon spirits and demon generals, and their strength is the weakest, but they are not valued by Yan Huihui.

The leader of the guards was not affected, facing the dotted line that seemed to be nothing, he was dumbfounded, his body did not retreat, but advanced, and bombarded thirty-five punches in a row.

He is a standard martial spirit, and his previous punch made Yan Mo difficult to withstand, and in terms of realm, he is even higher than Thirteen Lang. Dozens of fists appeared in the air, and it seemed that dozens of fists were stacked on top of each other, and the target was only the virtual mark that could barely be seen.

"Snort!"

There seemed to be countless sounds, and it seemed that only one was made, and the thirty-sixth punch was halfway out, and the movement of the guard leader froze, and his expression stiffened on his face, and his body maintained a posture of rushing forward, and his angry eyes and eyebrows were crossed, like an angry statue.

A gray streak appeared on his fist, as if he had lightly drawn it with a plain pen, and slowly spread to the sides.

There was no blood, no sound, only the ever-spreading ash marks.

The ash marks spread over the fists, wrists, arms, shoulders, skull, and even the whole body, like cracks created when the earth shakes, and it can even be turned.

The next moment, the ash marks cracked to the sides, as if an invisible hand grabbed the two sticking planks apart, making a crunching sound.

It was the sound of a split joint.

The body of the leader of the guard was separated, not in two, not in two, not in two, but in two perfect faces.

There was still no blood in the breach, but a gray-black frost, a little red in the middle, a flake of white, and a few pieces of silver.

It is a symbol of the materialization of the bones of the person refining the body, if it can all be turned into silver, it will enter another new level, Wuzun!

The leader of the guard took this step, but had no chance to continue.

His body fell back and forth, and he died.

"This seat cultivates a sword, the master is in charge of killing, a sword and a person, and the law is followed. Yan Huihui turned around and gestured to the demon cultivator beside Tu Huan.

"The next one is an outsider, so I'll pick you. ”

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It's a bit hard, it's all about feeling, and you can't find the feeling of feeling.

Let's make do with it first, and hopefully it will be reversed soon.

The monthly pass is still required, and it is not required to double, but when.

Old guns!

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...... (To be continued.) )