The dead air in the mountain has also dissipated most of it because of the passage.

The corpse water dried up, and the white bones of Sensen were in the mist***.

The wind swept the mist, forming countless turbulence and whirlpools on the mountainside, and the debris and wood brought up hit the cliff with a violent sound.

The sunlight was obscured by the black fog, and the whole venue was plunged into darkness.

"Keep fighting?" Shen Yu asked calmly.

The matter is over, even if it is not perfect, but those follow-up cumbersomeness, naturally there will be people in the academy to deal with it.

It was a very lucky thing to be able to return to the Nine Shadows, and it was even more pleasant for Shen Yu to meet Cui Yu and see Shen Yu.

Of course, Onicao was not happy.

Because the whole process of the incident was different from what he imagined, the Ghost Emperor of the Nine Shadows did not choose to cooperate with Qianchuan, and the Great Emperor who was sleeping in Mingquan also disappeared because of Shen Yu's appearance.

This is a failure.

What made him even more angry was that Yin Wuyi's breath was weak at the moment, and his vitality was about to dissipate.

For this junior, Ghost Cao couldn't help but scold angrily: "Waste, there is a yin array, there is a demon bell, but you can't even kill a bird, you really lose the face of my Yin family."

Yin Wuyi's face was like ashes, and he said weakly, "Uncle, nephew is incompetent..."

Ghost Cao glanced at him indifferently.

Then a punch was struck.

Rumble!

Yin Wuyi's eyes widened, and he watched all this in disbelief.

The next moment, a fist hit him in the heart.

The ghost saint who founded the Netherworld Sect a hundred years ago escaped Wen Ruohai is Haoran Qi, but after reappearing in the world, he died under his uncle's fist.

The light in Yin Wuyi's eyes gradually dissipated, and finally the last glimmer of light faded.

Shen Yu watched all this calmly.

Yang Paner subconsciously clenched the corners of Shen Yu's clothes.

...

Oni Cao slowly turned around, and his whole person seemed to merge with the darkness around him, only the demon bell emitted a unique light, illuminating his terrifying face.

It was an indescribable face.

It was like a terrifying face after being burned by fire, with no skin, and earthworm-like veins exposed to the air.

There was only a little bit of flesh in those eyes, and the most terrifying thing was that his nose and ears didn't even exist.

"Ahh

Yang Paner exclaimed.

Ghost Cao Yin looked at her with compassion, and said to Sen Ran, "There are people in this world whose hearts are uglier than mine, and you will feel fear when you see my face, but if you see their hearts, you will not even be able to show fear."

Yang Paner plucked up her courage and retorted: "The face is born from the heart, and the human heart cannot be guessed, but if you even kill your own nephew, I am afraid that the human heart is uglier and more evil than your face."

"Tut-tut..., that's a good seedling." Ghost Cao said coldly: "The disciples of the Yin family have been doing one thing in their lives, and that is revenge, if they don't even have cultivation, there is no meaning to exist, it is better to die."

Yang Paner couldn't understand the paranoia of this kind of person, so she kept her mouth shut and didn't speak.

Shen Yu on the side suddenly asked, "Qianchuan Liucao, the Underworld Cao is from Dongwang Island, you are from Laojunguan, and the rest of the Liucao, which holy land is from?"

Ghost Cao raised his head, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared, "It turns out that the origin of Immortal Cao has been exposed, but it is not very important, if you can escape a life under the sword of Dao Yan Zhenren, even if you don't die, you have become a half-crippled person."

He held the demon bell in his right hand, and said with a sneer: "But this seat can make a deal with you., if you hand over that Qingluan bird to me, I can tell you the origin of the other three Cao."

Shen Yu asked, "Why are there only three Cao?"

There was silence.

After a long time, Ghost Cao said lightly, "No one knows the origin of Tian Cao, for hundreds of years, he has never appeared, not even that messenger

It also appeared not long ago, and what was revealed was nothing more than the Heavenly Cao Order."

Shen Yu nodded slightly, and said calmly, "It seems that that person is well hidden."

Ghost Cao didn't want to say more, and asked in a deep voice, "How about that than a deal?"

Shen Yu held the hilt of the sword, took a step forward, and said casually, "There is no need to trade, just use the sword in my hand."

In fact, he really didn't have the slightest interest in this kind of trade.

Even if Qianchuan's secret was important to the next investigation of the person behind Jiuyou, Shen Yu would not use Qingluan Bird to make a transaction.

Three thousand years ago, in the face of those arrogant dragons, Taixuan never bowed his head.

What's more, today, he is only facing Qianchuan, or a certain leader of the dark building.

In the affairs of the world, you can ask with a sword.

"Okay, it seems that you are very confident in your kendo, and this seat has killed a lot of those kendo geniuses."

The words fell.

The next moment, without the slightest warning, the air in front of Shen Yu exploded.

The black shadow appeared in front of him at a lightning speed in an instant, and the demon bell rang with a strange and confused bell, followed by a silent fist.

Shen Yu's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his left hand nudged Yang Pan'er, who flew to the other side, and then fell lightly when he was about to hit the cliff.

Yang Pan'er stood firm, and her eyes fell on Shen Yu in front of her.

I saw that in an instant, Shen Yu held the sword in his right hand and stabbed forward calmly.

A cylindrical sword qi rose like a tornado in an instant, heading straight for the fist hidden behind the fallen leaves.

Rumble!

A wave of air formed a ripple in the air, like a boulder falling into the water.

The fist was three feet away from Shen Yu's chest.

The tip of the sword collided with the fist.

At the center of the collision between the two, even the air has been distorted.

Ghost Cao was expressionless and snorted coldly.

The next moment, countless black qi poured into the fist.

The tremendous force pressed against the long sword, and even the tough blade began to bend slowly.

Shen Yu's expression was calm, and his figure retreated.

The sword qi rotated wildly like a flowing cloud, forming a sword curtain in front of Shen Yu in an instant.

Bang!

The Ghost Cao Man was still three feet away, but his fist intent had already hit the sword qi barrier.

After a few breaths, the sword curtain dissipated like a shattered mirror.

Ghost Cao will not let go of this time, and his body moves forward again like a ghost, followed by another punch.

Shen Yu didn't retreat this time.

Instead, he folded the long sword back, turned his left hand into a fist, and struck it with a bang.

Another thunderous sound rang out.

Shen Yu's whole person stood in place, his left fist collided with Ghost Cao's right fist fiercely, and the green shirt swayed backwards under the fierce fist wind.

But the body is still straight.

Ghost Cao's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Because the other party only has to cross the tribulation realm, and he has already stepped into the fairy realm, the gap between this realm is impossible for ordinary people to have the slightest possibility of fighting.

And the disciple of the Dao Sect in front of him was tough and tough.

To cross the realm of calamity to the fairyland.

After two punches, it only pushed him back a foot.

It's simply impossible.