The whistling wind and sand slowly dissipated at some point, and the heavens and the earth became clear again.

Lan Yu looked at the direction of the wind and sand, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he didn't understand why Akiba made a move so early.

Xiao Yu's expression was slightly awe-inspiring, but he was silent.

Xiao Yu, who was dressed in a black robe, was holding a crystal skull blue jade in his hand, and Murong was carrying a sword box on his back, and the three of them stood on a sand dune not far from the mouth of the Golden Eagle.

After a long time, Lan Yu suddenly shook his head and sighed, "Brother Autumn Leaf Dao is defeated. ”

Xiao Yu said calmly: "After all, it's just a trip for the Yuanshen. ”

Lan Yu looked at Murong who had been silent on the side and asked, "Miss Murong, do you still have a backhand?"

Murong nodded slightly.

This time, the Golden Eagle Mouth blocked the Red Lady, and Hei Shui Wan became Xiao Yu's biggest obstacle. The last time I met Heishui Wan, I gathered the strength of Xiao Yu, Lan Yu, and Qiu Si, and finally relied on Lin Yinping's sacrificial blow to barely repel him, although Murong helped this time, Qiu Si's injury has not healed, and Lin Yinping can't sacrifice his life again, if there is no other means, Xiao Yu and the three of them can't kill Heishui Wan at all, and even the safety of their own lives can't be saved.

Lan Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "No one wants to risk human lives to fill the bottomless hole of Hei Shui Wan, so it's best." ”

Murong opened his mouth and said, "Heaven has the virtue of a good life. ”

Speaking of this, Murong paused, glanced at Xiao Yu meaningfully, and said, "It's better to do less killing." ”

Xiao Yu said calmly: "Who wants to kill? ”

Xiao Yu took off the broken array that had accompanied him on his waist for more than ten years, and said softly: "I practiced swords when I was young, just for the sake of swords. When he was young, he practiced swords, and he practiced swords only to kill one person. But at this point, there is no turning back. I don't know what I took the sword for, maybe for revenge, but it was far away, maybe it was just for self-preservation. ”

Xiao Yu held his sword in both hands, overlooking the desolate Gobi under his feet, and said to himself: "My mother said that in life, there will always be so many people in my heart who can't let go of it for a lifetime, and sometimes, for one person is a lifetime." My heart is not big, I only let go of two people, no matter who it is, I can't retreat today. ”

Sapphire remained speechless.

A faint smile bloomed on Murong's face, and he said softly, "This is what Qiu Ye asked me to pass on to you." ”

As he spoke, Murong untied the sword box he was carrying on his back and handed it to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu reached out to take it, but before he could touch the sword box, a small wound suddenly burst on his finger, leaving a wound as thin as a red line.

Xiao Yu's face turned pale, he glanced at his fingers that were cut by the sword qi on the surface of the sword box, and said softly: "What a powerful sword qi." ”

Murong didn't speak, just let go of his hand, and the sword box fell to the ground and stood in front of Xiao Yu.

And before the sword came out of the box, the sword qi had already soared into the sky!

Xiao Yu's face was slightly solemn, and a black and red vitality swam all over his body from the sea of qi, and then erected from the inside out, and finally plated a layer of gold edges around Xiao Yu's body, Xiao Yu reached out and pressed on the sword box again.

Just by pressing it, Xiao Yu withdrew his hand, looked down, and countless fine wounds appeared on the palm, and the sword and sword qi in the box were the only ones Xiao Yu had seen in his life.

Murong said expressionlessly: "I just send the sword, as for how you pick it up, that's your business." ”

Xiao Yu lowered his head and did not speak.

After a breath, Xiao Yu eliminated all the sword qi like cow hair in his palm, and when he looked up, a faint halo had been shrouded in the sword box.

The expression on Xiao Yu's face disappeared, and there was no joy or sadness.

Xiao Yu just stared at the sword box like this, and didn't speak, his eyes were empty, as if he was in a daze.

Lan Yu and Murong had Qi cultivation skills, and they didn't speak either, just stood aside and looked at Xiao Yu quietly.

After about half an hour, Xiao Yu finally moved.

His empty eyes regained his brightness, and he exhaled a light breath.

Behind Xiao Yu, the six Dharma Ministers appeared one by one.

With the power of the six Dharma Phases, on the palm of Xiao Yu's outstretched right hand, the space began to distort slightly, and then became blurred, like a dream.

Xiao Yu pressed the sword box with the Buddha Kingdom in his palm.

The blue halo on the sword box suddenly turned into countless sword qi like filaments, and it spun rapidly along Xiao Yu's outstretched right hand, strangling layer by layer.

Xiao Yu gently spit out a word, "Cover." ”

Countless sword qi suddenly froze, and then changed the fierce power of Fang Cai, and all of them quietly stayed around Xiao Yu's palm.

Xiao Yu's right hand finally pressed on the sword box.

"Open!"

The sword box was wide open, accompanied by a dragon groan, and a green shadow rose to the sky like a dragon, shooting out of the sword box and flying straight into the sky.

Xiao Yu looked up at the sky, and the long sword in the air was like a dragon.

Between the blue sky and white jade, a frog dragon can be faintly seen tumbling in it. Jiaolong's body was shrouded in a faint green light, which made people not see it really, but they could see that between the blue and white, countless sword qi were vertical and horizontal, and even the clouds in the sky were divided into pieces.

Xiao Yu looked at the sky, took a deep breath, took a step, climbed up, there seemed to be an invisible step under his feet, and he walked up the stairs, as if he was ascending to the sky step by step.

The left hand cuff is fluttering.

The cuffs are bottomless, like a bottomless black hole.

"Close!"

Xiao Yu only said one word.

This is the sword of Akiba, the sword of the Dao Sect, and naturally it must be taken by the means of the Dao Sect.

There is a hidden treasure in the sleeve, and a sleeve of the universe.

After a word was closed.

The dragon in the air that kept swimming around its body was full of blue light, and the pale cyan halo around it turned into sword qi and broke through the sky.

In the sea of clouds, it is like a green dragon turning over the sea.

Immediately after that, the "Green Dragon" hovered in the air and flew straight to Xiao Yu below.

The sword aura around the long sword is terrifying, which is intimidating.

Xiao Yu didn't dodge or dodge, waved his left sleeve, and the big sleeve swept up.

The "frog" disappeared in a flash, piercing the sky and going straight into Xiao Yu's sleeve.

In an instant, Xiao Yu's sleeves swelled and swayed, and he couldn't be quiet for a long time. Among them, it can be seen that there is a left and right rush.

"The green dragon groaned. ”

Xiao Yu chuckled lightly and called the name of the broken sword.

The shock in the sleeve suddenly disappeared.

Xiao Yu's right hand reached into his sleeve and pulled out a long sword from it.

The long sword is cyan all over, the head of the sword is the head of the dragon, the jaw of the sword is the claw of the dragon, the body of the sword is engraved with dragon patterns, and the body exudes a faint sword light.

But at this time, there is no way to be violent, calm as a hibernating snake.

Xiao Yu held the green dragon and fell to the ground.

Xiao Yu glanced at the left sleeve that was torn silently, and then looked at the Qinglong Yin in his hand and smiled, "I see, it is worthy of the real person of Autumn Leaves." ”

Gently carry Qinglong Yin behind him, and hang it around his waist for a while.

From Xiao Yu pressing the sword box to Xiao Yu putting away the sword, Lan Yu, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke: "It's here." ”

Almost at the same time, Xiao Yu felt a burning sensation.

A black-robed wizard with a green staff in his hand approached from the side of the horizon.

The flames in his eyes kept jumping, almost like substance.

And above him, a vast thick cloud of lead followed.

Hei Shuiwan, the great wizard of the realm of heaven and man, came alone.

Five hundred miles behind him, the hooves of fifty thousand iron horsemen rumbled like dull thunder, and the earth shook.