Wang Shouhe's hissing cry fell in Qiu Yue's ears, as if there was nothing.

Qiu Yue was even more surprised by the power of the Qiu Shui Sword at this moment.

She knew from the beginning that the Qiushui Sword forged by the Shattered Demon Pill was very strong, but she didn't expect it to be so strong.

The increase in the power of the sword duel is amazing enough.

Coupled with the black flame that is nothing but combustible, it can be said that the attack ability is outstanding.

But when I thought about it, I was relieved.

The ability of the Black Flame of the Autumn Water Sword was originally the Jindan Realm Demon Beast God Passage Method, and no matter how bad the power was, it was a cut stronger than the ordinary Purple Mansion Dao Technique.

Calculated carefully, Qiu Yue is similar to an elder who uses high-level weapons to torture and kill rookies.

It must be known that the two Purple Mansions of the Wang family are both poor ghosts who do not have a natal magic weapon, let alone use the demon pill to forge a sword.

Few of the monks living outside of Midstate are really rich.

There are very few monks like Qiu Yue who have a magic weapon forged by the demon pill, and I am afraid that there are not ten people outside Zhongzhou.

Bang!!

Another thunderclap exploded.

The purple mangs on the horizon meander and twist, turning and turning a thousand times, but they are impartial, falling towards the autumn moon.

Qiu Yue raised her eyebrows.

After scanning the divine sense, he realized that in the Wang family below, there was actually a foundation cultivator casting spells.

And the purple thunder falling from the sky is exactly what he did.

"Grasshopper shakes the tree~"

With a thought, the yin-yang compass bought from Qu Rufeng's store a few days ago hung high above his head, and a layer of yin-yang fish light curtain lit up.

The thunder fell, and the light curtain did not move.

Below, in the Wang family, Wang Hongzhang, who had just performed the Dao method, was panting like a cow and sweating like rain.

Only condensed a night thunder method, and drained the small half-true yuan in his body.

However, what made him desperate was that the white-dressed female cultivator in the sky actually sacrificed a magic weapon to easily resist his thunder method.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

"My Wang family, how can I fall like this!"

"I am not willing to be old."

Wang Hongzhang roared angrily, urging all his true elements, and even burning his life, once again condensing the Dao Law.

However, he no longer had a chance.

The ground froze quietly, and then the tip of a cylinder spear suddenly stretched out, penetrating through Wang Hongzhang's chest and piercing out of his back.

On the tip of the ice blue spear, there were still mottled blood stains.

Wang Hongzhang's heart was uncertain, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "Yuan Gan Lei Fa-Li!" ”

Bang~~

The thunder exploded again.

It's a little thicker than the previous thunder.

Meandering, falling on the compass light curtain a few feet above Qiu Yue's head.

The yin and yang fish pattern light curtain is still the same, and not even the slightest ripple has appeared.

The second-order peak spirit weapon urged by the mana of the Purple Mansion Realm was not weak, and it even faintly touched the edge of the third-order magic weapon.

"Your royal family, but there are also strong people."

Qiu Yue said softly.

Wang Shouhe's eyes lit up with hatred.

He was about to roar, but suddenly heard his brother's voice, his expression changed several times, and the color of struggle appeared.

Qiu Yue, who always paid attention to the actions of the two, saw Wang Shouhe's changing face for the first time.

"What are you plotting for?"

His expression narrowed slightly, Qiu Yue's thoughts moved, and thousands of sword lights disappeared, instantly condensed and united.

There seemed to be a pillar of flame falling from the sky, and a sword of black flame that was ten zhang long fell towards the top of Wang Shoudao's head.

The sudden change in the pace of the battle makes people feel uncomfortable for a moment.

By the time he reacted, the sword of black flame in the sky was too close.

Wang Shoudao had already suffered a big loss in his defense against Qiuyue's sneak attack before, but now he was looking at Qiuyue's true-ultimate series, and his eyes immediately filled with death.

"Hurry up, as long as you are not dead, our clan will have a day to make a comeback."

The message came into the ears, fast and urgent.

As soon as a word fell, the sword of black flame in the sky was already on the horizon.

Most of the broken heart goggle magic weapon could no longer support it, and it exploded into dozens of pieces in an instant.

And the debris is still burning.

Wang Shoudao's body incarnated as a thunderous and lofty eagle, and the infinite thunder light exploded, in a vain attempt to carry the black flame giant sword in the sky.

But when the Black Flame Sword approached, he showed a wry smile.

"How could it be~"

The pain of the black flame burning the mana of his flesh and soul made his mind confused for an instant, and he could only let out an earth-shattering scream.

So far, Wang Shoudao's body is just a sword in his body, but he has divided the victory and defeat, and he has also been separated from death.

Wang Shouhe was short for a moment, and he was still struggling with whether to listen to the words of his brother and flee for his life, or fight against a strong enemy with his brother.

But who expected that the situation would change in an instant.

The Thunder Eagle in the sky was shrouded and burned by the infinite black flames, and its mana, life, soul, and even the flesh and blood on its body and everything were all incinerated little by little in the black flames.

"No!!"

The sound of mourning smells sadness, and the listener weeps.

But Qiuyue manipulated the Qiushui Sword with his backhand, dividing the body of the king Shoudao Thunder Eagle into two, and the remaining momentum was unabated, and he slammed at Wang Shouhe.

Suddenly, Wang Shouhe seemed to see a huge wave of the end of the world pressing on the horizon.

The height of the waves is incomprehensible, the sea water reveals the dark color, and the scorching flames cover the sea, which makes people daunting and the color of the smell changes.

The scene that Wang Shouhe saw was caused by Qiuyue Daoyun interfering with the monk's sanity.

But common sense can say, even if it will affect the monks, it should not be so exaggerated.

The reason for this is that Wang Shouhe's Dao heart was broken.

He has lost his initial calmness, and the fear of Qiuyue arises in his heart.

And fear created the infinitely exaggerated results when he saw Qiu Yue's attack.

In just an instant, the Dao heart was unbalanced, and the Black Flame Giant Sword came to his body, scorching flames and burned his body, mana, and soul.

The severe pain brought Wang Shouhe back to his senses, but it was useless.

"I, the Wang family, will be reduced to this!"

Wang Shouhe laughed at himself in his heart, and when he died, memories of the past came to his heart.

There seemed to be countless pictures flashing in front of him, and finally he was frozen on Qiu Yue's white figure.

He regretted that if he hadn't let Wang Songbai intercept and plunder, he would not have been killed by Qiu Yue.

But the king Songbai plundered the foreigners, but it was something he acquiesced to.

He regretted that if he had ignored Wang Songbai's death, he would not have provoked Shang Qiuyue.

But that Wang Songbai is his blood relative, how can he ignore it?

Moreover, the robbery of foreign tribes is commonplace, even if Wang Songbai is stopped today, there will be Wang Baisong tomorrow.

The strong prey on the weak, endlessly, unavoidable, and uneradicated.

"Alas~"

With a sigh, Wang Shouhe's purple mansion shattered, his soul was burned by the black flames, and his consciousness fell into confusion and chaos.

Instantly, he was unconscious.

The thunder in the sky was still there, and two burning black flame bodies fell, but before they touched the ground, they thought that their souls had melted and their bodies had turned into nothing.

He's dead.

Died crisply.

It's hard to imagine that the dignified Purple Mansion can be so fragile.

Qiu Yue stood in the void with the Qiushui Sword in her hand, looked at the life breath that disappeared below, and shook her head: "If you didn't come to me to trouble at the beginning, you wouldn't have fallen into this step." ”

"Why bother?"

"Now I have to destroy all the monks of your clan, tens of thousands of people, I can't kill them at all."

"I'm afraid half of them have run away now."

The idea of exterminating the clan only rose in Qiu Yue's mind for a moment, and was immediately dispelled by her.

A large immortal cultivation family, there are too many people, and if they can't be killed, there will always be fish that slip through the net.

The most typical is the clansmen who trade outside the clan.

Even if the Jindan monk came, he couldn't kill it cleanly.

At most, killing a foundation building cultivator of the Immortal Cultivation Clan, as well as some genius Qi Refining Clansmen, is about the same.

"It would be nice if the union players were willing to go all the way to get the laborers."

But this is too far away from the Xujia Sea area.

The cost of transportation to and from is so high that it is shaking heads.