It's a long story, but in reality, it's just a matter of moments.

Qinglian's sword qi rose and fell in the blood river, but it still tore a hole in the blood river and went straight to the blood night.

"Stop!"

Seeing that Wu Chi tore apart the river of blood and went straight to the bloody night, Fan Jingxuan suddenly became anxious, to this point, he naturally knew very well that the bloody night would not be able to stop this sword no matter what.

He came this time to avenge Xuecong, and now the murderer has been found, but not only did he fail to kill the other party, but he put Xueye in a desperate situation.

Even though Blood Night is not angry, he is also a true disciple of the Blood Sect, if he dies here again and spreads it, wouldn't it become a joke?

The moment he spoke, Fan Jingxuan had already risen into the air, and the moment his palm poked out, it suddenly condensed into a blood-colored hand, and grabbed Wu Chi fiercely.

That palm seems to have become a hand that covers the sky at this moment, and life and death can be rewritten between the backhand.

This is out of the realm of condensation, but the real power of the Dao.

At the same time as Fan Jingxuan made a move, there was an overwhelming pressure towards Wu Chi, and he was almost breathless.

A fierce color flashed in his eyes, Wu Chi bit the tip of his tongue, and in the moment of pain, he got rid of the terrifying pressure, and the sword qi exploded again, slashing towards the bloody night.

He was annoyed by the viciousness of the Blood River Sword Qi, and he had already had a murderous intent for the Blood Night in his heart, not to mention, the other party, such a fierce attack, and the Blood Sect behind him, Wu Chi was not sure, whether the old man would be able to stop the other party.

The other party was originally coming for Yuan Ziyi, but now if he forcibly kills Bloody Night, he will definitely attract more hatred, take the matter to himself, and reduce the pressure on Yuan Ziyi.

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Chi would not show mercy to his subordinates, and under the terrifying pressure, he forcibly stabbed the blade in his hand into the body of Bloody Night!

"Boom!"

Qinglian's sword qi suddenly erupted, completely destroying the blood night's internal organs and cutting off his vitality in an instant.

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing that Bloody Night was killed, Fan Jingxuan was almost mad, and his big hand crushed down, wanting to pinch and explode Wu Chi in his palm.

The power of the Dao platform is not something that Wu Chi can compete with at all.

Not to mention that he forcibly killed the bloody night, this is the end of the strong crossbow at this moment, even if he is at his peak, how can he resist the angry blow of the Dao platform powerhouse?

"Wow!"

As soon as he stepped on his feet, Yuan Ziyi suddenly opened the Zihua Xingluo umbrella, and in the blink of an eye, there was a gorgeous Zihua reflecting the world and the world, and he rushed towards Wu Chi.

It's just that the other party's speed is too fast, and by the time Yuan Ziyi notices it, it is already too late, even if she opens the Zihua Xingluo umbrella, with her strength, it is too late to save Wu Chi.

Anxious, Yuan Ziyi shouted angrily, "Drunkard grandpa, if you don't save people, Ziyi will hate you to death!"

As he spoke, Yuan Ziyi was about to burn his essence blood again and forcibly urge the Zihua Xingluo Umbrella to accelerate.

However, at the moment when Yuan Ziyi wanted to burn his essence and blood, he suddenly found that he could no longer control the Zihua Xingluo Umbrella.

At the same time as he was suddenly shocked in his heart, Yuan Ziyi suddenly burst into ecstasy, and shouted urgently, "Grandpa, save him." ”

There was a sigh in the air, and then the purple blossoms filled the sky, and in an instant, it seemed that the world had changed.

Zhou Tian Xingchen sealed the void, Zihua filled the world, Fan Jingxuan grabbed Wu Chi's blood-colored hand, and it was like rolling soup and pouring snow under Zihua, and it dissipated in an instant!

There was an indescribable sense of horror in his heart, and Fan Jingxuan's hairs exploded, and his whole body froze in the air.

When Yuan Ziyi made a move, he had already recognized the Zihua Xingluo umbrella, and the next grandfather completely shattered the last trace of luck in his heart.

Between the lightning and flint, he finally understood how the blood coagulation died, Zihua Xingluo umbrella in his hand, what is the calculation of a mere blood coagulation?

"Junior Blood Sect Fan Jingxuan, meet the Zihua Demon Lord!"

There was a bitterness in his mouth, Fan Jingxuan couldn't care about Wu Chi's life and death anymore, and bowed down.

Standing in front of the corpse of the bloody night with a sword, Wu Chi's eyes had already been reflected by the purple blossoms in the sky at this moment, and the shock from the heart could not be described in words.

Compared with the demeanor of the Zihua Demon Lord at this moment, the real person in Changchun at the beginning was like a child at all.

That's the real power!

In the void, an old man in purple slowly showed his figure, with a slight move of his palm, the purple blossom in the sky suddenly slowly dissipated, and the big umbrella covering the sky suddenly shrank, turning in a circle in the air, and fell into the palm of the old man's hand lightly.

"I heard that you want the old man's granddaughter to pay for your Blood Sect disciple's life?"

With a cold snort, the Zihua Demon Lord asked indifferently.

"Juniors don't dare!"

The words of the Zihua Demon Lord were too heavy, Fan Jingxuan was instantly frightened into a cold sweat, and hurriedly explained, "The blood coagulation provoked Miss Ziyi, and he was innocent of death! ”

When the Zihua Demon Lord appeared, it didn't matter at all whether it was right or wrong! Not to mention the death of a true disciple, even him Elder Fan, if he died, he would die in vain.

This is the evil giant who is truly above all the rules!

"Get out!"

Coldly spit out this word, the Zihua Demon Lord didn't even have the interest to look at him more.

Covered with cold sweat, he respectfully took out a blood flower and put it down, Fan Jingxuan fled like a fly, and didn't dare to look back until he left the valley completely.

At the same time as Fan Jingxuan fled, Yuan Ziyi's eyes rolled wildly, and he cautiously stepped back.

"Run, where do you want to run?"

His eyes fell on the little girl's body, and the Zihua Demon Lord snorted coldly.

"No! I can't even be happy when I see my grandfather, how can I run!" Yuan Ziyi's little head shook like a rattle, "I'm ...... I want to get wine for my grandfather! Drunkard grandfather has a lot of good wine, so I'm going to get it. ”

Careful thinking was broken, Yuan Ziyi simply played tricks and ran away.

The Demon Lord of Zihua has said everything in his life, but he has nothing to do with this granddaughter, and he can't be scared, and now he sees the little girl making up an excuse and running away, and he can only blow his beard angrily and stare at him.

"Haha, Zihua, don't worry, that little girl can't run. Glancing at Wu Chi not far away, the old man said with a smile.

Hearing the old man's words, he glanced at Wu Chi thoughtfully, and the Zihua Demon Lord said indifferently, "Little guy, come here." ”

After a stirring spirit, Wu Chi hurriedly ran over. Yuan Ziyi dared to play tricks, he didn't have the guts, "Boy Wu Chi, meet the Zihua Demon Lord!"

"You are still going to kill under the obstruction of that elder just now, do you want to reduce the pressure on the little girl?" As for Fan Jingxuan's name, he didn't remember it at all.

In fact, as early as when Fan Jingxuan and the others came, the Zihua Demon Lord had already arrived, and the whole process was clearly in his eyes. If it weren't for that, at the last moment, he wouldn't have rescued Wu Chi.

"Ziyi killed people to extract sword gall in order to help me heal my wounds, and if something happens, I should naturally bear it. Wu Chi didn't argue, and explained himself.

"It's a bit responsible! Come with me. His face softened slightly, and the Zihua Demon Lord walked towards the table in front of the grass hut.

The old man and the Zihua Demon Lord sat down at the table at the same time, "You just said that the little girl killed people to extract sword gall to help you heal, what injuries did you suffer?"

This time, without waiting for Wu Chi to answer, the old man said for him, "This little guy is so bold that he actually cut off the sword path brand, and the foundation of the sword path is lost, and the old man has already concluded that his avenue is hopeless." Who would have thought that this little guy would condense the legendary sword courage with the realm of metamorphosis, and break out of this desperate road. ”

"Sword Courage Heavenly?" The Zihua Demon Lord was slightly stunned, but he looked at Wu Chi twice.

"The little guy once had the inheritance of the Shadow Divine Sword, and now although he has cut off the brand, he has also survived, and he is a good seedling. The old man said with a smile, "What's even more rare is that he has a good heart, but he doesn't have the pedantic strength of people in the righteous path, which is very suitable for the old man's temper." ”

After taking a deep look at Wu Chi, the Zihua Demon Lord nodded slightly and stopped talking.

The old man's words seemed to be praising Wu Chi on the surface, but in fact, he was reminding the Demon Lord Zihua that he loved this little guy very much, and asked him not to be angry with Wu Chi.

"Little guy, go and take that bloody exquisite! The old guy can't look down on it, but for you and Xiao Ziyi, it's a rare good baby. Smiling, the old man pointed to the position where Fan Jingxuan had just left and ordered.

Needless to say, Wu Chi also understood that what could make Fan Jingxuan, a Taoist powerhouse, come up with at the last moment as compensation must not be ordinary.

However, in that situation just now, Wu Chi did not dare to move without permission.

After opening Wu Chi, the Demon Lord of Zihua slowly spoke, "Old drunkard, do you have a fancy for this kid?"

"It's not that I take a fancy to it, but that little girl of yours takes a fancy to it. The old man smiled and said, "You grew up watching this girl, when have you seen it, who is she so interested in? In order to help this little guy get the sword gall, she even stole your Zihua Xingluo umbrella, don't you understand?"

Frowning slightly, the Zihua Demon Lord said lightly, "A little guy, even if he has some talent, how can he be worthy of purple clothes?"

Snorted angrily, the old man said disdainfully, "According to what you said, I don't think the little girl needs to marry in her life, otherwise, what young man can get into your eyes?"

Slightly stunned, the Zihua Demon Lord also reacted immediately, the one whose strength can enter his eyes must at least be a strong person in the Dao Realm But those people are much older than Yuan Ziyi, although the age of the person in the cultivation is not so important, but if he wants to marry his granddaughter to a hundred-year-old person, he is naturally not happy.

"The most important thing is that the little girl finally fell in love with one, if you still want to obstruct it, do you think the little girl will return to your Zihua Palace in the future?" took out the wine jar from the ring, poured a bowl for the Zihua Demon Lord and pushed it over, and the old man asked leisurely.