In the abyss ghost mansion where the blood mist gradually dissipated, an old man in a gray robe and gray hair, with a broken sword fragment like a spirit snake around him, snaked and swamming, almost like a spirit endowed with life.

By this time, most of the monks in the ghost mansion had already died.

It doesn't matter if there are a few left, in the process of rising from the depths of this abyss, no one can escape under his sword at all, Yan Zangfeng has absolute confidence in this.

Normally, there are only one or two layers of the Netherworld Abyss, and there will be no ghosts above the second order, but the Great Shift of the Two Realms has forced the abyss to open up a five-layer depth, and the ghost mansion of the fourth-order ghost cultivation is also here.

Except for the monks who were coerced here by Yan Zangfeng and Wei Wuji, most of the monks who entered the Netherworld Abyss would not go too deep, so there were not too many people who needed to be killed.

If he really killed everyone in the abyss and walked out by himself, Yan Zangfeng would not be able to bear such a big matter.

"This old guy is inevitably too strong, a few of us join forces, even if we face the monks of the Foundation Building Realm, we may not be defeated so badly, so quickly...... Is this the end of the path I have been waiting for? ”

Gongsun Qing, who was half-kneeling on the side, was holding his broken arm, and was trying his best to resist the poisonous sword qi that Yan Zangfeng had attacked into his body.

Those sword qi were like wisps of silk, piercing in like needles compared to their own mana, and then directly attacking the vital points of the human body to shatter and destroy, and the ferocity was incomprehensible.

If you want to block the refining, if you need to consume more than several times the divine sense mana of those sword qi.

"Congratulations to Grandpa for accomplishing the plan!"

At this time, a monk of the Yan family who was covered in blood pounced on him, knelt down in front of Yan Zangfeng, and said this with excitement on his face.

However, the next moment when the man raised his head, he saw a cold light flash in front of him, and the next moment, his entire body was split diagonally.

The corpse fell, dark red blood flowing to the ground.

This guy didn't close his eyes until he died.

"Why, even the people of your own family have to be killed?"

With a slight relief, Chen Qinghong, who was disheveled and pale like a ghost, put down the corpse of the clansman in his arms and sneered and ridiculed.

At this moment, the female cultivator had already put life and death out of the way.

"As a blood cultivator of the Hall of Life and Death, he was cowardly in battle, hiding in the corner and dragging it until the end before jumping out to ask for credit, this should have been damned."

Compared to Chen Qinghong's emotions, Yan Zangfeng was calm and almost indifferent.

As for his words, no one can know whether they are true or false, and no one can probe his heart.

At this moment, a thunder umbrella suddenly flew out from the pit of the stone wall on the side, and the thunder on it was dense, faintly spreading and jumping.

However, before he could fly to Yan Zangfeng's close body, he was already split by a sudden sword light.

Yan Zangfeng looked sideways at the yellow-robed Taoist Qu Feiyun who crawled out of the stone wall in a little surprise, as if he didn't expect that not only did he not die, but he also had the strength and courage to fight.

"Instead of hiding like a dog and being found and killed by you, it's better to fight here with you and see if I can bite you down a piece of meat."

With Qu Feiyun's words, Gongsun Qing and Chen Qinghong, who were already seriously injured, and even in the surrounding fog, there were faint figures moving forward.

It's just that at the cost of the death of the Yan family's blood cultivators, the remnants of the other clans and families can't make up a lot of people.

Even if these people were inspired by Qu Feiyun's fighting spirit, they were still weak when facing Yan Zangfeng.

Qiang.

"Hehe, if there are many people, if it is useful, then what are we still practicing? The sword is not a toy used by children to bluff people, and since it is pulled out, it is necessary to risk your life. ”

Flicking the long sword in front of him, Yan Zangfeng said with a leisurely smile.

In the next moment, the position where he was standing was already covered by the thunder and fire sword light, but Yan Zangfeng's figure suddenly merged into one with the sword mist in his hand, coming and going like the wind at this moment, shuttling like electricity was no longer enough to describe, and his whole person had already turned into a ghost shadow that was constantly flickering and jumping.

The so-called unity of man and sword, even a secular martial artist who has reached the pinnacle of the path he knows can think that he has reached it.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the realm of Qi training, the realm of foundation building, the realm of Zifu, and the realm of Jindan, the standards for the so-called unity of man and sword are different, not only to look at themselves, but also to look at their opponents.

The easiest way to verify this is whether you can use your flying sword to cut through all the attacks that come your way.

A true first-class sword cultivator, attack power is equal to defense power, and if you can't break through its strongest point, it means that you can't hurt it in the slightest.

Coming to the Abyss Ghost Mansion, and living until now, the basic quality of the remaining monks is beyond doubt, when they understand that they are powerful, knowing that this old guy in front of them is not dead, and everyone present will die, no matter how strong the monks are, they all fight with all their strength, or use charms or sword tricks to attack Yan Zangfeng between everyone wildly.

And at this time, the blood cultivators of the Yan family's Hall of Life and Death had already died, but Yan Zangfeng, who was an enemy, was still coming and going, picking all beings with his sword!

Fire talismans, ice talismans, sword tricks, and magic weapons are all useless, these vast and uncondensed attacks, in front of Yan Zangfeng's extremely condensed sword mist, were directly broken in an instant, and the next moment he was all with the sword, and in an instant, the sword came out, and the sword killed.

Zhang Lie, who was seriously injured, watched this battle from a distance, which was disparity in number and strength, and it was all asymmetrical, Yan Zangfeng's invincible posture of one person and one sword imprinted in his heart the strength that a normal Qi Cultivation Realm cultivator should not have.

"The eldest husband cultivates all his life, and he should have this realm!"

Such a thought flashed in my heart, although it was only for a short moment, but it was deeply imprinted in my heart and consciousness.

Exhaled lightly, and then Zhang Lie poured all the remaining divine sense mana into the red sword in his hand, and in the next moment, the person followed the sword, like a flying rainbow through the sun, and fell straight down.

It's just that his sword light is not pointing at Yan Zangfeng, who is killing vertically and horizontally, but at the blood lake, dead trees, and lotus flowers not far below.

"This is the last chance, this sword will not work, all of us will die under this old fellow's sword, then...... Bet! ”

"Huh? Hmph, the dog jumped off the wall in a hurry. ”

Zhang Lie's all-out sword spirit is extremely prominent, because he gambled on all the remaining divine consciousness mana and mind determination, so the sharpness of this sword is also increasing year-on-year.

One point that needs to be noted here is that there is a gap between Zhang Lie and Yan Zangfeng's swordsmanship skills, so when the two sides fight, Zhang Lie has to consume much more divine sense mana than Yan Zangfeng to protect himself from death.

And Yan Zangfeng's cultivation of the twelfth layer of Qi is proficient, and he is proficient in the subtlety of sword qi, if he just fights Zhang Lie, he will have no problem fighting for three days and three nights, even if he is under siege at this moment, his divine sense mana is also at ease.

Secular martial artists have cultivated profoundly, and they can still fight with strong enemies in this life for three days and three nights when they are 100 years old, let alone immortal cultivators, their upper limit will only be higher and not lower.

Sensing that Zhang Lie wanted to destroy the Yin Yuan Fruit, Yan Zangfeng's eyes flashed with coldness, and the next moment he followed the sword, shuttling through the gaps between the many attacks, and suddenly chased after him.

In addition to the feminine style of playing with subtle sword energy, Yan Zangfeng, the swordsmanship of indulgence and rainbow, is also not weak.

I saw that the blue sword qi behind the dark red sword rainbow was getting faster and faster, expanding bigger and bigger, and almost in an instant, it narrowed the huge spatial distance.

Although there was a slight urgency, Yan Zangfeng could be sure that he could slash him with a sword before the other party pounced near Yin Yuanguo.

"A sword determines life and death, a sword determines life and death, and a sword determines life and death!"

Without looking back at all, Zhang Lie could almost feel the touch of the Sen Han sword behind him cutting through the skin and muscles on the back of his neck.

However, he gritted his teeth and unleashed the sword of life with all his potential.

Between life and death, Zhang Lie almost felt that his Yin God couldn't keep up with the speed of the sword's soaring, and was thrown out and flew high.

Under such extreme concentration, the speed of the dark red sword light, which had already reached the limit, accelerated by three points, which made Yan Zangfeng, who was biting tightly behind him, also stunned for a moment, and subconsciously left no more strength in his hand.

He really cared too much about that Yin Yuan Fruit, and he didn't allow any variables to happen at all.

Until, the dark red sword light slashed to the side of the Yin Yuan fruit tree, and suddenly a turn turned and pounced to the side.

This is by no means a temporary idea, or a lack of courage at the right time.

If it weren't for the preparation and calculation in advance, such a sudden turn in the flight of the Edgeworth, not to mention whether it could be done or not, even if it could be done, the physical strength of the Edgeworth cultivator itself would be unbearable.

"What does that mean?"

Yan Zangfeng, who followed closely, couldn't figure out Zhang Lie's thoughts for a while, because he had been following closely, so Yan Zangfeng could clearly feel that in the process of the crazy sword escape just now, the load on Zhang Lie's body and bones, divine sense, mana and flying sword were all squeezed to the most extreme realm, and Yan Zangfeng could even vaguely sense the slight sound of the other party's muscles and bones on the verge of collapse.

What does it mean to pay such a price, to show such determination, and to suddenly get out of the way?

It was difficult to break the other party's mind for a while, but the Yin Yuan Fruit, which represented vitality and his future path, was already close at hand.

Therefore, Yan Zangfeng was really afraid of long nights and dreams, and in the moment when the flying sword swept by, he took the strange fruit on the branch of the dead tree in his hand.

However, at this moment, when "Zhang Lie's meaning" suddenly shot out in the blood lake, Yan Zangfeng suddenly understood.

"The Yin Spirit Blood Demon is not dead? But how would he know? Why didn't Bloodseeker attack him first? Attack me instead? ”

Back to the sword defense, but at this moment how can it be too late.

Because he cared too much about that Yin Yuan Fruit, Yan Zangfeng, who had always left some room for himself, did his best this time and did not leave room for himself.

At this moment, facing the sneak attack of the Yin Spirit Blood Demon, his almost flawless swordsmanship in the Qi Cultivation Realm was torn apart by Zhang Lie:

It's a deadly crevice!

Why didn't the Fourth-Order Blood Demon die? Even if it didn't die, Yan Zangfeng didn't notice it, how did Zhang Lie know?

In fact, Zhang Lie didn't notice it, it was the blood-drinking stone in the red sword that had a certain connection with it after absorbing a large amount of blood demon blood qi, it sensed it, and then Zhang Lie sensed the abnormality of the red sword in his hand.

Why didn't the Blood Demon attack Zhang Lie, who was one step ahead? Instead, he attacked Yan Zangfeng, who followed him?

There are many reasons to explain this:

Or the Blood Demon of the Purple Mansion Realm sensed that Zhang Lie's sword technique was pointing, and it was not the Yin Yuan Fruit, or it simply thought that Yan Zangfeng was the strongest, so it gave priority to attacking Yan Zangfeng.

Or maybe it was because Zhang Lie swept by, and Yan Zangfeng really picked the Spirit Ghost Treasure Yin Yuan Fruit.

Zhang Lie himself didn't know what the Blood Demon thought, and this time he was risky, and he himself admitted that there was an element of gambling:

In the face of a top swordsmanship master like Yan Zangfeng, if he refuses to gamble his life at this time, he will have no chance to gamble in the future.

As a result, the Blood Demon did choose to attack Yan Zangfeng, who was the strongest in the whole field and also held the Yin Yuan Fruit in his hand, although it was already barely breathing, but the quality of that last wisp of blood qi was still that of the Fourth-Order Purple Mansion Realm.

Suddenly shot out, Yan Zangfeng returned to the sword to defend, although the sword arrived, the qi could not be perfectly integrated, so the incomparably condensed blood qi directly pierced through the flying sword controlled by Yan Zangfeng without stagnation, and entered his body.

However, that's not all.

"Ahh

At this moment, Zhang Lie poured the last wisp of divine consciousness mana that had just been derived from his body into the body of the Red Sword, tilted his body, and slashed away obliquely:

"Even if Lao Tzu only has his last breath left, the last mending knife is also Lao Tzu!"

The sword power Zhang Lie used at this moment was actually the fierce sword power that had just fallen and rushed down, but at this moment, the divine consciousness and mana qi and blood in his body were surging violently, and at this moment, they suddenly converged into a group, rushing and surging like Danyuan, affecting every inch of the body's muscles and bones, and hundreds of veins around his body, and finally, he cast this gorgeous oblique slash of the sword like a rainbow.

"You can't kill me!"

After Yan Zangfeng was eroded by the last wisp of blood qi of the Blood Demon and attacked his body, his eyes were half dark red in an instant, but at this moment, looking at the dark red sword light that attacked like a flame, he was frozen in mid-air and it was difficult to make any defensive counterattack.

But the old monk's strong desire to survive still made him control his body to lean slightly, turning the Yin Yuan Fruit in his hand towards the burning sword fire.

"Just for a moment, just let me control my body!"

However, the eyes of the two sides met at the last moment, and what Yan Zangfeng saw was a pair of eyes full of determination and killing intent.

"Why can he ...... without hesitation"

Boom, and the next moment the sword fire swept over his entire body.

From a distance, the gray-robed old man with white hair seemed to have been slashed down by a torch-like sword light, and finally smashed heavily on the ground.

The blazing sword fire attacked every inch of the qi veins around him, connected to Yan Zangfeng's qi machine, and the blood demon's blood and qi were all wiped out and killed.

“……”

“…… Call...... Call. ”

"Knot, it's over?"

"This old guy is finally dead?"

Because of the amazing power that was shown, because of the invincible legend, so when Yan Zangfeng really died, everyone in the ghost mansion almost couldn't believe their eyes and reason.

Then, there is a wave of emotions like prostration, sweeping over the body and mind.

"Finally, it's over."

Looking at Yan Zangfeng, whose body was burning and incinerated in the flames, the terrifying Yin Yuan Fruit had already been burned to the point that there was no skin left, but Zhang Lie beckoned, and in the flames, there was still a quaint earthy yellow ring flying out.

"Kunshan" is on the inside of the ring, and these two words are engraved in the ancient characters of this world, as for Yan Zangfeng's flying sword...... A pile of broken swords was formed, and the moment Yan Zangfeng died, it had already dispersed, as if he had lost the spirituality of life.

At this moment, a strange wave suddenly came from high in the sky.

Including Zhang Lie, everyone looked over, and at the same time, boom, the entire Abyss Ghost Mansion also began to have a huge shock, the mountain rocks shattered and fell, dense cracks, and a large amount of magma and dark qi gushed out.

Outside the Ghost Mansion, in the sky on the first floor of the Netherworld Abyss, the only remaining purple-black ball of light began to expand and expand, spreading outward with circles of qualitative and invisible inexplicable fluctuations.

This shows that the Purple Mansion Realm Immortal Masters in the outside world have finally relieved themselves and began to strengthen the ancient formation and suppress the further expansion of the Netherworld Abyss.

"Dao Heart Jade Lotus!"

Everyone in the ghost mansion coveted this thing, but because of Zhang Lie on the side of the blood pool, no one dared to act rashly anymore.

After Zhang Lie's sword flew and took off the Dao Heart Jade Lotus, the Nether Spirit Jade also automatically flew out of his Qiankun bag, spreading out a pale enchantment, and began to fly towards the sky with all the monks present who were still alive.

"Normally, the ghost spirit jade only needs to take the monk to soar and then it will be teleported back, we are now deep underground, is the spirit qi stored in the spirit jade enough to transform?"

After the pale enchantment, Gongsun Qing, who was seriously injured, said.

"Shut your foul mouth." Chen Qinghong on the side fell softly and knelt in the enchantment, and he didn't want to say a word more.

Just as Yan Zangfeng had estimated, the total number of monks who flew upwards from the fifth layer of the abyss at the end did not exceed ten.

When he flew to the fourth floor of the abyss, Zhang Lie saw Xu Nianxiang, Pan Yangming, Yan Wan, Yin Deyi and others, they also wanted to come before, but they didn't know why they were blocked, but they also escaped because of this.

"Senior brother, senior brother!"

Looking at Xu Nianxiang, who was bouncing around in the enchantment and signaling to him, Zhang Lie smiled.

However, Qu Feiyun, who was not far from him, was suddenly stunned for a moment, because a divine consciousness transmission suddenly came into his ears.

"Qu Daoyou, only Wei Wuji and I know the secret of Junshan Lei Shuyin, and now Wei Wuji is dead...... It should be difficult for Qu Daoyou to kill me and kill me. ”

"Why don't you help me do something for a while, after this matter is completed, Zhang Lie swears on this life path that he will never reveal your secret to the second person!"

During the communication between the two sides, when flying upwards to the second layer of the abyss, Zhang Lie saw the familiar figure again.

It was at this moment that Qu Feiyun, the yellow-robed Taoist priest of Baiyun Cave, suddenly made a move, and in front of everyone around him, attacked Yin Yifei, who seemed to be seriously injured while half-leaning in the enchantment.

It was terrifying to offend a notorious Foundation Realm cultivator, but it was nothing in front of the entire Baiyun Cave, and at this moment a certain balance was reached between Zhang Lie and Qu Feiyun, both of whom had secrets that were enough to kill the other.