As soon as his lips moved, Helian was dressed in black and almost connected with the knife in his hand, sweeping down from above the national teacher.

"Heavenly ghost stab!"

As soon as it came up, it was Helian's strongest killer move.

Even the ten shadow attendants who were standing quietly in front of Ling Tiansu were shocked.

What surprised them was not how shocking the blow was in their eyes.

But although this Helian promised to be the son of the world for a year, when the son of the world encountered a critical moment of crisis, he was the first to make a move without reservation.

And the object is still the national teacher whose status is important enough to shake the entire Great Jin!

I saw Helian descending from the sky with a stabbing momentum, and the blade was wrapped with a thick blade qi thick as a finger.

His move was no longer as silent as usual to deliver a fatal blow.

At this moment, his aura was wide open, and his blade was like a rainbow!

A brutal aura poured out from the knife in his hand, and the wind blew the bangs on his forehead and his black clothes.

At this moment, he merged with the knife in his hand as one, like an out-of-the-sky popular falling and slamming into the stone pier.

This move, ruthless and fast!

From Helian's body to the appearance above the head of the old man, it was only a brief breath.

The bun on the top of the national teacher's head was crushed, and he looked a little embarrassed.

The whisk that was holding his arm was held in his palm and gently waved upward.

The dust tail, which was as soft as a woman's hair, was extremely gentle and wrapped around Helian's knife, and the brutal blade qi was instantly strangled by the dust tail!

Helian's body also stopped, and he couldn't go down another point!

Lao Dao held the dusty hand and waved it lightly.

Dusttail let go of the blade, only to hear Helian snort, as if he had been forcibly pushed far away by a strong force.

He was knocked back into the sky by this force and turned into a black spot......

After a long time......

Bits of scarlet fell from the sky, raining down on the ground.

Ling Tiansu's pupils shrank suddenly.

That's Helian's blood!

He almost forgot that the sky here was very different from the outside world, because the sky here had an enchantment set by the national teacher.

Helian crashed into the barrier above the sky, and it must have tasted bad!

Sure enough, with the blood dripping, Helian's figure fell from the sky in a decadent manner.

It fell to the ground like an abandoned puppet, covered in blood.

Ling Tiansu's mouth was a little bitter, but Fang Cai Helian's 'Heavenly Ghost Thorn' was very different from the past, both in power and speed, it was far beyond the past.

How could he not see that after Helian rescued Gu Shaohua last time, his cultivation had greatly improved, and he was already in the realm of peace.

But Helian, who has advanced in strength, was so easily seriously injured by this old way!

Helian struggled to prop up half of his body with his knife, and the blood stained almost half of his cheeks.

"Poof", as if he couldn't hold back, a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, making his appearance more and more miserable.

However, even after being seriously injured, Helian's face was still calm, and his eyes were as cold as wolves staring at the old man.

Ling Tiansu saw that he still wanted to continue fighting, and frowned: "Enough is Helian!"

Helian didn't move.

The national teacher Lao Dao sat on the stone pier, raised his hand to straighten the bun on his head, and said with an indifferent expression: "It is said that Helian, the killer of Tianque Tower, is bold and careful, and when I see it today, this is true."

Knowing the identity of this seat, he dared to be the first to shoot at this seat, and he was really bold enough, but he was able to survive after receiving a blow from this seat in the front, and he was able to minimize the damage of that blow, and his mind was really delicate. ”

Helian stretched out his trembling left hand and wiped the blood on his face: "It's just that I understand the three words of survival more thoroughly than others." ”

The national teacher finally looked at him, nodded and said, "It makes sense, then next... Who is it?"

The ten shadow attendants had been hidden in the darkness for many years, and they seemed to have become very few words, and after a rough eye contact, they all took their own positions.

In a moment, the ten-sided sword formation has been formed!

The heaven and earth that was locked by the national teacher with an enchantment suddenly became windy!

The wind was howling, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be wrapped in thick dark clouds under the sweep of the wind, shading the sun and avoiding the sun, covering the blood-red sun tightly.

The crimson color of this place has also faded a little.

Ten people used this sword formation, but they could barely suppress the aura of the national teacher a little.

"Ten Sword Killing Arrays? The Ye family is really full of talents now, and there are actually people who have learned such an ancient sword formation. ”

The old teacher seemed to be interested, and walked down the stone pier.

The moment the last corner of his clothes left the stone pier, the stone pier behind him silently turned into gray-white dust.

The wide black sleeve robe rolled up, and all the stone dust that was about to disperse with the wind behind him rolled into the sleeve.

He indifferently glanced at the ten shadow attendants opposite, and his wide sleeved robe waved lightly at the sword array.

Gray-white dust poured out of his cuffs, swirling with a hurricane.

It was clear that the old way was poured into a single cent of yuan power, but the gray-white dust was like an ancient monster awakening, majestic, opening its mouth and roaring, rushing towards the center of the ten-person sword array.

The long swords in the hands of the ten shadow attendants all trembled and screamed, but fortunately, the ten of them had a tacit understanding for many years and had already had the same heart.

Without hesitation, a person in the North Point bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, spraying it on the long sword.

The mirror-like sword body absorbed not a drop of blood from the tip of the tongue, and the sword body was instantly dyed with a touch of red.

The shadow attendant held a sword in his right hand, pinched a sword finger in his left hand, and quickly recited a mantra silently in his mouth.

"Ten directions do all the Tianyuan Dao, and the three-foot sword kills and protects my heart!"

After reading it, his eyes widened, his body turned, and the other nine figures with him as the center changed instantaneously around him.

The body of the sword was red, and the long sword in his hand pointed to the sky, and a blood-red giant sword phantom rose from the long sword in his hand, like a monument and a shield.

The blood-red giant sword was carried by the tip of his sword, and it struck hard, fiercely facing the dust that had turned into a monster beast.

The monster's huge mouth was wide open, and a mouth that seemed to be enough to swallow everything couldn't swallow this giant sword phantom.

The greatsword swept by, the dust fell, and the sound of roaring eardrums was no longer heard in the ears.

The dust had dispersed, but the castration of the blood-red giant sword did not stop at all, and the sword wind was fierce and terrifying towards the old road.

The national teacher raised his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be disdain in his eyes.

The dust swayed slightly, and the phantom of the giant sword suddenly dispersed.

The shadow attendant's aura also withered.

The sword light in his hand flickered and dimmed, extremely unstable, and he was about to fall backwards when he stumbled.

Fortunately, these ten shadow attendants had a tacit understanding, and when his body deviated a little.

One of his companions soon appeared behind him, reaching out to put his arm around his shoulder.

Based on the 'Ten Directions Sword Killing Array', the rain-like sword blade murderous aura was protected in front of the ten people, and the strong Yuan Power of the ten people slowly poured into his body.

His sluggish breath suddenly stabilized, and he took a half step back, his eyes flashing.

A sword stabbed towards the void, forcefully resisting a certain point of the rain-like sword qi in front of him.

The murderous aura of the thousands of sword blades formed by the 'Ten Directions Sword Killing Array' was buzzing.

The gang wind centered on that person shook suddenly, and almost at the same moment, the ten people pointed their long swords in the sky one after another.

The murderous aura of the humming sword was drawn by the long swords of the ten people, condensed like countless fragments, and surged towards the sky like a mad spark like countless sparks rising into the sky.

In this way, the bodies of the ten people were unreservedly exposed in front of the national teacher Lao Dao, as long as he hit any blow, it was enough to kill these ten people.

The ten shadow attendants all had a meaningless look of death in their eyes, and they shouted loudly: "We will break through the enchantment for His Royal Highness the Prince, and ask His Highness the Prince to leave this place as soon as possible!"

Ling Tiansu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't make any movement.

Although Ling Tiansu was very moved by the loyalty of these ten shadow attendants.

But... They all seemed to underestimate the old way of the national teacher.

He saw the old national teacher standing not far away, and the corners of his mouth lifted a disdainful sneer.

The hem of the black and white robe fluttered lightly, and there seemed to be a breeze under his feet.

Ling Tiansu saw that the old Dao disappeared after the breeze blew on the ground, and he looked up with a sense of understanding, and the slightly rickety body of the old Dao had already appeared above the ten-person sword formation.

In the face of the murderous aura of the sword blade rising into the sky, he turned a blind eye, he put the dust on his arm, raised his right hand slightly, and then raised his hand to the bottom with an expressionless face and pressed down.

Beneath his palm, a small cyan sword floated.

The small sword was only a palm's length in total, and his old palms with bulging green tendons could just cover this small sword.

The middle finger is slightly hooked, as if plucking the strings, playing on the cyan sword, the cyan sword swished downward, reflecting the blue light and cold, and the cyan sword cut down gently and skillfully, without any momentum and terrifying coercion.