The person walked with the sword, the red flame rose like fire, and the sword qi with unknown values was condensed on Bi Yu's body, and on the sword, his whole person was rendered as if he was on fire The Flame God of War.

In the already dimly lit evening night, in the eyes of all the people who were paying attention to this battle, Bi Yu's astonishing sword unfolded, and it turned into a red match, fleeting on the mountain peak platform, like a meteor, like an aurora, with an incredible speed.

The long sound of the sword groaning was long overdue after this horse practice, and it slowly spread, and Lan Yunji's figure stopped, and the palms that slapped down like an old bear hugging a tree stopped in mid-air.

"You, this sword, what?"

There was still a murderous bright color in Lan Yunjiao's eyes, but this trace of color was slowly dimming, and in the pupils of his eyes, a red fire was reflected, and he wanted to say something, but his lips opened, and the words were intermittent to the end, and he was weak and inaudible.

In his eyes, the fire was like a man, like a sword, like a wisp of flying Hong, until his pupils slowly contracted, and then enlarged, and this brilliance gradually disappeared.

Coo, coo, coo!

A gurgling of red blood seeped out of Lan Yunyan's throat.

Laugh at!

A bloody arrow shot out of his throat, and after a closer look, Lan Yunjiao's throat was actually densely packed with wounds as thin as cow hair pinholes, and these wounds could not be seen clearly at all if they were not looked at carefully, just like pores.

The tip of a long sword was against his throat and did not penetrate his throat, but the flame sword qi that was attached to the sword was as red as a cow's hair, but it had completely destroyed the internal structure of Lan Yunyan's throat.

Snort!

A large puff of fire suddenly emanated from Lan Yunjiao's throat, accompanied by the smell of burnt mush, Lan Yunjiao's whole person suddenly burned, and all the breath of life flowed from his body, but he was already dead.

Silence, death-like silence, under the gaze of many pairs of eyes, the blooming firelight, like a bright firework, reflected in the pupils, so blazing, so resolute, makes people feel the fragility of life, feel a suffocating majestic force.

The power of that majestic shore is the sword that burns the clouds like fire, and it is the sword of evil fire that seems to burn the heavens and extinguishes everything.

The uproar, after the silence, suddenly became loud, resounding through several hills, and turned into a hustle and bustle.

Someone was shouting in horror, spreading in the dark night, poignant and full of terrifying meaning, making people jump faster in the center of their ears, and there was an inexplicable sense of amazement and panic.

Some people were cheering feverishly, rippling in this night, excited and a little carried away, making people's unconscious adrenal secretion accelerate, followed by a blind shout.

Lan Yun died, died in the eyes of all people, died in a moment of meteor-like flame sword light, and was buried in the flames that wiped out life.

Many people recalled afterwards, as if they had palpitations, their eyes were hesitant, and their tone was intermittent, "That sword light, not a sword, is a flying meteor, a little spark to burn the prairie fire, fleeting, incredibly fast, no one can stop it, and finally Lan Yunjie died." ”

There is no specific process, this is a sword process that cannot be described in words by onlookers, under the power of the fierce flame of the fire style, Bi Yu pushed the sword intent to the extreme.

The incredibly fast sword passed, and in the eyes of everyone, that sword finally seemed to be merciful, and finally stopped at the throat of Lan Yunzhuo less than an inch, and it was the sharp sword qi attached to the sword, and the remaining momentum was unabated, ending Lan Yunzhuo's life.

In fact, Bi Yu knew that he did not show mercy on that sword, and a few extremely strong warriors also knew that Bi Yu did not show mercy on that sword.

That sword was pulled out by Bi Yu very quickly after penetrating Lan Yunji's throat, which created the illusion that the sword did not penetrate the throat and the sword qi was killed.

The sword was so fast, so fast that even the blood from the wound appeared later? so fast that even the burning of the flame fell after the wound cracked?

It was indeed fast, all this happened slowly and slowly, but in fact, from the wound cracking, the blood arrow bursting out, and the flames burning Lan Yunyan's body, it only happened in half a breath.

In a second, all this happened at the same time, and the subtle gap between them, not a master, could not be seen at all.

Collecting the sword, Bi Yu's eyes fell on the wreckage that had been burned to ashes on the ground, except for one or two precious qi treasures, even the ring was burned, on this mountain peak platform, in addition to Li Yuntu's heavy gun, there were a few more items, the relics of Lan Yunjiao.

Li Yuntu was lucky, although his faith was damaged, he finally didn't die, but Lan Yuntu died, died in his luck psychology, died in his own desire to die, so Bi Yu also fulfilled him.

This is fighting, regardless of life and death, this is the rivers and lakes, human life is like grass mustard, in it, we must talk about a rule that strength is to respect the weak and the strong.

One by one, in the eyes that looked at Bi Yu at this time, the meaning had all changed.

At the beginning, many people looked at Bi Yu's eyes, because of his strength realm, they were a little mocking and dismissive, thinking that he challenged Li Yuntu, which was self-defeating and self-defeating.

But later, Li Yuntu was defeated, and some people's eyes changed dramatically, they were shocked, incredible, and they were agitated and in awe that had not calmed down for a long time.

However, not long after, Lan Yunxuan's body died, and he died in the hands of Bi Yu, which completely made some people crazy, and Bi Yu's image in their hearts took a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree turn, subversive, terrifying, and powerful

Even the people of the Hua clan, who were the abbot and referee Bi Yu's mountain platform, looked at Bi Yu with some fear and jealousy in their eyes at this time.

A great master in the late stage of the Qi King Realm, for some small forces, it is a figure who can be used as an ancestor.

But in Bi Yu's hands, such a character can't make a few moves, this kind of terrifying fact makes some of the small clans gathered on Xuanfeng Island at this moment all pale faces, looking at the direction where the Ning clan is, with fear and awe in their eyes.

Li Yuntu was extremely depressed, and he was about to leave, but Lan Yunjie suddenly jumped out to challenge Bi Yu, but he stopped unconsciously, and then Lan Yunjiao's death made this top genius look even more complicated and a little embarrassed.

Someone howled and cried at this time, it was a member of the Wu clan in the small clan.

Lan Yunxuan took the place of their Wu clan in the battle, but accidentally died in this fight, which made some of the Wu clansmen a little flustered.

Lan Yunjiao is the son of the owner of the top power Blue Devil Island, and his identity background is extremely not simple.

Although they died in the fight this time, and it was Bi Yu who killed them, their Wu clan will definitely still be implicated, and they are about to face the wrath of the big island owner of Blue Devil Island.

Although there is a relationship between the Hua clan of Xuangui Island, the Hua clan will also call the shots for the Wu clan, but a figure of the status of the big island lord of Blue Devil Island, even if he can calm his anger, the Wu clan will have to pay a great price.

(To be continued.) )