"Awesome!" Zhao Yun gave the Xiao family ancestor a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but wonder what kind of realm he was when he was alive, at least above the martial realm.

Lao Dao used dozens of moves one after another, but the ancestor of the Xiao family changed his moves every time he followed his appearance, just like learning the method in battle, but he didn't fall behind, which also made Zhao Yun deeply understand the subtlety of Xiao Yu's swordsmanship. Of course, there was also Gao Shun who was hiding in the corner, he had already returned, but he hid knowing that it was useless to appear.

The swordsmanship of the ancestor of the Xiao family is just a reference for Zhao Yun, after all, his heart with a gun will not change, but for Gao Shun, it is to give him a martial arts enlightenment, many years later, he killed 10,000 people with a sword in the heavy rain Langya Palace, and the swordsmanship is more or less a shadow of today.

Suddenly, Lao Dao's idle left hand became a claw and grabbed towards the void, and the blood soul bell in Zhao Yun's hand flew out with a "whoosh", and was firmly grasped by Lao Dao in his hand.

"It's ...... play" Zhao Yun was too fascinated and defenseless, seeing that the Blood Soul Bell was snatched away, he didn't have time to be sad, and plunged into the cold pool, only missing an eye to observe the situation on the battlefield.

Lao Dao took the Blood Soul Bell and did not rush to deal with Zhao Yun, but shook it according to the rhythm that Zhao Yun had shaken before, trying to control the Xiao family ancestor, which made Zhao Yun's heart rise to his throat, if the Xiao family ancestor was controlled, even if he hid in the cold pool, it was estimated that he would be in danger.

"Ancestor, hold on!" Zhao Yun prayed in his heart, as if he regarded himself as a descendant of the Xiao family, and he was very pious.

Sure enough, Lao Dao did not live up to his expectations, in the face of Lao Dao's shaking bell, he did not have any intention of surrendering, but showed a trace of disgust and hatred in his eyes, which made Lao Dao very hurt, but then he seemed to understand something, and muttered: "He has been on the Red Cliff Battlefield!" ”

"Old man, what is the Red Cliff Battlefield?" Zhao Yun's ear is very good, and after hearing the old man's muttering, he asked with interest, how could the latter have the kung fu to take care of him.

"Brush!" Suddenly, the ancestor of the Xiao family took the initiative to attack, a sword soared into the sky, and thousands of rain blades traveled with him, and the previous battle made him regain a trace of his previous feeling, this move was already smooth, not as jerky as before.

Lao Dao's mood at this time is indescribable, he is also an existence above the martial realm, and he is disgusted by a corpse, this feeling is really shameful.

"Burial Heart Sword Gang!" Lao Dao's sword completely turned bloody, and there was a murderous aura around the blade, and the long sword slashed down, and a three-zhang long dark red sword light fell from the sky, tearing open the rain curtain in the sky.

This sword is the strongest sword since Lao Dao's shot, and it is simple but powerful.

Lao Dao's supreme sword began to be as powerful as a thunderbolt, and the rain was suppressed a lot, but in an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the surrounding water vapor frantically converged towards the sword in the hand of the ancestor of the Xiao family, forming a circle of sword rain vortexes around it, forcing the blood color to retreat.

"Boom!" The dull heartbeat sounded like a drumbeat, and the clothes on Lao Dao's body exploded instantly, his black and white hair turned red, and blood-colored lines crawled out under the skin on his face.

"Sting!" The sword in Lao Dao's hand suddenly sank, and the sword qi was like blood-colored lightning penetrating the rain curtain and hitting the ancestor of the Xiao family, cutting a deep hole in his chest, no blood flowed out, only a dark and bright demon meteorite could be seen hanging in the empty exorcism, like a heart.

"Bring it!" With a big move, the demon meteorite in the chest of the ancestor of the Xiao family was shaky, and it could come out of his body at any time.

"Not good!" Zhao Yun thought to himself that if he got the magic meteorite away for you again, he would definitely have nothing to play today, so he immediately commanded the three golden snakes to spew out three giant fountains with all their might, aiming directly at the old way.

Lao Dao was in a very good state at this time, and a layer of red halo turned out on his body, blocking the cold pool water, but this undoubtedly gave the Xiao family ancestor a little respite, only to see that the demon fell emitted a black aura, and the one-foot-long crack in the Xiao family ancestor's chest actually slowly healed.

"Damn it!" Lao Dao is angry, his backhand is a sword that slashes out a bloody light, not at the ancestor of the Xiao family, but at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun had long expected that this guy would jump over the wall in a hurry, and he would have already drilled into the depths of the cold pool, and he wouldn't bring his head back.

Seeing Zhao Yun so cowardly, Lao Dao wanted to say a cruel word, but suddenly an extremely dangerous feeling hit, and when he turned his head, he saw that the cold pool water spewed out by the golden snake was rotating around the ancestor of the Xiao family at this time, to be precise, he used his sword to pull the evolution move.

"Not good!" Lao Dao was shocked in his heart, and let out an exclamation exactly the same as Zhao Yun just now, and immediately bit his finger, and the dark red black blood flowed down the blade.

Lao Dao waved his sword, and in the sword light, there were babies crying, leaving bloody tears, all of which were unjust souls who had been mutilated by him.

This is not enough, the black heart of the old Taoist body beats, and then his throat tightened, and a large piece of blood mist was sprayed, and after the blood mist fell on the shadows of the babies, the souls with blood and tears opened their eyes at the same time!

"What a childlike general, it's really better than a pig and a dog!" Zhao Yun poked his head out, and when he saw this scene, he felt infinite killing intent, and he had already guessed that this old way not only swallowed the hearts of these children, but also imprisoned their souls.

"Squirt him!" The three golden snakes continued to spew out cold pool water, although they couldn't get close to Lao Dao's body, but at least they could cause him some trouble.

Lao Dao will not pay attention to him at all, and put his whole heart on the ancestor of the Xiao family, as long as he solves this corpse, Zhao Yun is not a matter at all.

"Huhu ......" The souls of thousands of babies turned into gloomy sword qi and poured down, and for a while, the ghosts in the cave cried wolf, like falling into hell, even Zhao Yun in the cold pool felt cold all over his body, and his soul was tingling.

"Bubbling ......" Xiao family's ancestral sword led the cold pool water, into the realm of selflessness, when the killing intent of the old Tao came, he pointed at the sky with a sword, and the surrounding water vapor instantly condensed into a huge water sword soaring into the sky, and looked carefully, the giant water sword was actually made of countless small water swords, and the end was extremely spectacular.

"What kind of strength did the ancestor of the Xiao family ...... back then" Zhao Yun originally thought that the ancestor of the Xiao family was at most above the martial realm during his lifetime, but now it seems that it may be far more than that.

Lao Dao's eyes were flustered, and the moment he saw the Xiao family ancestor make a move, he understood that he was not an opponent, and sure enough, the water sword passed, and the resentful soul sword qi was wrapped layer by layer, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't escape, and the shadow of the baby's soul slowly dissipated in the looming.

"Poof!" Lao Dao was swallowed and vomited blood, but this was just the beginning, because the Great Water Sword of the Xiao Family Ancestor had already locked him!

"Death will drag you on!" The ancestor of the Xiao family knew that he couldn't resist it, so he rushed towards Zhao Yun in the cold pool in an instant, his chest was overflowing with bloody red light, and his body was expanding rapidly, looking like he wanted to explode.

"Holy!" Zhao Yun couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, he knew that he wouldn't come to see the excitement, but it was too late to say anything, Lao Dao desperately wanted to pull him up, and he couldn't hide at all.

There is no endless road, just when Zhao Yun was thinking about what to say before he died, the big water sword of the ancestor of the Xiao family suddenly collapsed into countless small water swords, and flew over with a "whoosh", wrapping the old Dao layer by layer in an instant.

"I hate it!" As soon as the words fell, the old Dao "bang" exploded into a cloud of blood mist, dyeing the pure water vapor red, and almost at the same moment, the sword in the hand of the ancestor of the Xiao family fell, and he also fell straight down.

"Whoa!" The blood formed by the old Tao was sprinkled on the ground, Zhao Yun swallowed his saliva, and cautiously walked out of the cold pool.

"Brush!" Suddenly, there was a change in regeneration, and half of the heart that was still beating appeared in the blood on the ground, and it flew towards the entrance of the cave with a "whoosh".

"Where to go!" There was no time to think about what was going on, Zhao Yun hurried up, but it was too far away to be too late.

"I'll be back!" The heart actually spoke, naturally it was the voice of the old way, full of resentment and unwillingness, just now he blew up half of the heart of the general, just to win a glimmer of life.

"Bang" Suddenly, just when he thought he could escape, a big rock suddenly flew over and smashed half of his heart back!

"Poof!" Seeing that his heart fell to the ground, Zhao Yun's eyes were quick, and without any hesitation, he shot in, and Lao Dao let out a final scream and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.