The golden feathers in the sky fell under Yun Xiaotian's eyes, he squinted fiercely, a trace of pain appeared in his heart, and the scenes on the Prison Mountain reappeared in his mind.

Lu Kouchuan coughed lightly and said, "Xiaotian, be calm." ”

Soul Xiaotian squeezed his fists fiercely, "Yes, senior brother!" ”

The Great Guardian Array of the Valley of Soldiers, from time to time, sword qi slashed out, but they were all intercepted by the four strong men, and for a while, the battlefield was extremely anxious.

The war of the century, the earth shook the mountains, the mountains and rivers collapsed, the spiritual power of the strong people was breathtaking, and in a blink of an eye, half a day passed, and the soul stared at the battlefield with no detail. When his gaze turned to Zhao Hui's side again, he said softly: "Senior brother, Ouyang Tian's Green Water Sword is very good at Zhao's seniors. ”

Senior Brother shook his head and said, "Of course, that Green Water Sword is the ancestral sword of the Zhao Clan. ”

"What?" Yun Xiaotian's chest became hot again.

Xishu Sword Mountain

Baiyun Peak

Feng Ning'er stood at the top of the building, looking intently at the northern sky, the spiritual power enchantment of Xishu Sword Mountain was clear and transparent, covering the entire Baiyun Peak.

Senior Sister Peizhi sighed lightly, as long as it was related to her brother Xiaotian, she would become like this.

"Senior Sister Peizhi, Brother Xiaotian must have gone to the Valley of Soldiers!"

Senior Sister Peizhi knew that persuasion was useless, so she had to accompany her to gaze at the sky with constant red light.

……

Suddenly, a voice came into Soul Xiaotian's ears.

"Little Heaven...... Take care of me and keep your hands...... A withered sword, you will be honored in the future. ”

A thin and powerful gray sword qi shot into Yun Xiaotian Spirit Sea, the gray beads in his body worked rapidly, inhaling that spiritual power, Yun Xiaotian Spirit Sea churned, and the surging breath spread throughout his body, and the soul technique that had just entered the eighth stage of cultivation also slowly felt full, and there was a tendency to break through the ninth stage.

"Senior Zhao...... No! Yun Xiaotian stretched out his palm, wanting to rush over.

"Xiaotian, no." Lu Kou's eyes were quick and he grabbed him.

"It won't help you if you go."

In the sky, Zhao's retreating breath changed sharply, the majestic spiritual power slowly dissipated, all the gray spiritual power was slowly absorbed into the body, he had to fly, a kind of avenue invisible qi permeated the whole body, he walked towards Ouyang step by step, like an old dead wood.

"Old Sword God...... It's going to be desperate! ”

Ouyang Tian slashed out with a sword, like a half-cut green mountain pressing on the top, Zhao retreated with a firm look in his eyes, and continued to walk towards him.

Click, click, click.

The branch in his hand shattered, and with a pop, the green light dispersed, and Ouyang Tian's sword pierced his chest, and blood dripped down the green water sword.

"Ouyang Tian, I've been waiting for you for a hundred years with this 'dead wood in spring'."

With a snap, his right palm slapped Ouyang Tian's spiritual sea.

Ouyang Tian flew out upside down with a pop, and then fell from the air, Zhao stepped back and slowly looked back, glanced in the direction of the Zhao clan, and closed his eyes with a smile.

"Old Zhao senior!"

Yun Xiaotian rushed out, caught his body, and hurriedly held his palm, but he didn't have any qi, his body slowly stiffened, and when his spiritual power was completely dissipated, it was like turning into a piece of decayed wood.

Yes!

Yun Xiaotian looked up at the sky and roared angrily.

The withered sword's spiritual power spread for hundreds of miles with Zhao Regression as the center, and all the vegetation and flowers slowly withered and shook down.

"Xiaotian, calm down."

Yun Xiaotian's chest rose and fell, tears couldn't stop dripping, he took off his brocade clothes, wrapped the corpse, and mourned his corpse in heavy silence, and after a long time, he said, "Senior brother, I'm ...... I'm fine! ”

There was a sigh in the distant sky.

"Hey! What a pity! Pity! A generation of sword gods has fallen. ”

"Then Ouyang Tian is also useless!"

"If the Green Water Sword is in his hands, Ouyang Tian will not be his opponent."

"It's no wonder that Binggu tried his best to get the Green Water Sword back then."

Chirp~

The golden bird chirped, its wings were displayed, pieces of golden feathers flew down, and the feathers fluttered and turned into a rain of arrows shooting towards Liu Wan and the others, the two of them had heavy faces, and held up the spiritual power shield to resist, and after the golden arrow shot on the spiritual armor, it turned into pieces of golden feathers and slowly floated down, and then swung slightly, turned in an arc, and turned into a sharp arrow, and shot at the two again after flying a few circles.

Yun Xiaotian secretly said that it was not good, if they were defeated, Ouyang Bo would free his hand, and Uncle Lu would be in danger.

Looking at the golden silk soft feather that had locked his heart, there was a faint pain in his heart, and the divine consciousness of the golden luan bird was the person who had been waiting for him all his life.

"If there is no you in the world, why should I open my eyes, and if there is no you in the world, why should I bother to pursue it."

On the Prison Witch Mountain, the figure in the body of the underworld lord became clearer and clearer, and the golden figure seemed to appear in front of him again.

Click, click, Liu Wan's two spirit armor was broken, Wandao Golden Feather passed through their figures, and the two figures fell backwards with a pop.

A strong desire exploded in Yun Xiaotian's mind, all kinds of tears and humiliation poured into his heart, a trace of black gas filled his eyes, he raised his head sharply, and slowly walked towards Ouyang Bo.

"Xiaotian, Xiaotian......"

Lu Kou called out to him hoarsely, but he walked farther and farther, getting closer and closer to the figure.

Qin Lizhi watched Yun Xiaotian get closer and closer to that figure, and tears came out of his eyes again.

"Don't be a little god, don't go over!"

But the figure turned a deaf ear and became more and more blurred.

Yun Xiaotian pinched Xishan in his hand, slowly walked in front of Ouyang Bo, and said, "Elder Ouyang...... Do you remember that kid on Witch Mountain? ”

Ouyang Bo's eyes froze, he thought for a while, and said, "It's you?" ”

Yun Xiaotian gritted his teeth and said, "That's right, the grandson of the soul - soul Xiaotian." ”

Ouyang Bo said with some surprise: "You actually untied the golden silk soft feathers. ”

Soul Xiaotian smiled coldly and didn't answer, Ouyang Bo looked at Ouyang Tong, who was already nervous, and said lightly: "If you want to die, I can only fulfill you!" ”

Yun Xiaotian no longer had to hide his background, the black spiritual power came out, and the essence of black mist spread, he pulled out the sunset mountain, and after a few sword sounds, a thunderous silver arc jumped on the sword body.

"That kid is actually a member of the Soul Clan!"

"There are eight stages of cultivation, and you are still so young."

Many strong people recognized Soul Xiaotian, it was the 'Discus Immortal' who won the championship on Nanming Lake, and they couldn't help but shake their heads, Nanming knew martial arts, and actually lost to the barbarian domain.

"He wants to buy time for Lu Ming with his life."

"It's too much worse, how can this be Ouyang Bo's opponent?"

The heavenly palace on Lu Kou's forehead kept beating, and he finally stomped his foot fiercely, "Damn, death is death, Xiaotian, I'll help you." With that, he rushed over.

When the breath of Soul Xiaotian was released, the golden bird under Ouyang Bo's feet turned his head and screamed, Ouyang Bo frowned, and stepped hard.

The ten thousand golden feathers still shot towards the two of them, the golden luan bird kept struggling, twisting his body frantically, wanting to break away from Ouyang Bo, after he stepped on a few hard, there was also a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, the golden luan bird did not give up, and rolled hard, and the sound of wailing resounded through the sky.

"It's ......"

"Machine Spirit Retaliation."

"Ouyang Bo has been devoured by the machine spirit!"

Soul Xiaotian swallowed the pill sent by the little junior brother, and the spiritual power instantly rushed to the peak of the ninth stage, and the great joy exerted all his strength, all the physical strength and spiritual power beads exploded, the light of the seven-star sealing demon step shone, and the ten thousand golden rays slashed in front of him, and he stabbed towards the person with a sword like thunder, Ouyang Bo was trying to condense the true secret, and the golden luanbird struggled even more.

Poof.

Ten thousand rays of light came to an end, and a sword pierced his chest.

Jingling~

The Qiu Yu Sword fell from his hand, Qin Lizhi looked at this in disbelief, and fell to his knees in disbelief, tears dripping down.

Ouyang Bo slapped the Flying Soul Xiaotian with one palm, and a piece of Dark Gold Cold Iron was thrown out by him, and the Cold Iron flew all the way, and with a bang, it fell in front of Qin Lizhi.

Ouyang Bo's body fell to the ground, and several pieces of golden feathers fell from his eyes, and the light of the golden feathers became fainter and fainter, until it fell into darkness, and Ouyang Bo, who was in a desperate situation with half a step, closed his eyes permanently.

The world was dead silent, and many people were staring at that young man, he, actually, slaughtered the gods!

Although Ouyang Bo's death-defying blow hit Soul Xiaotian hard, it was not enough to be fatal, and it didn't take long for him to struggle to get up, come to the senior brother, check it, and find that his lower body was all pierced by golden feathers, and Soul Xiaotian helped him sit up.

The senior brother gritted his teeth and said tremblingly: "Blessing and misfortune...... There is no door, the mediocre call himself, good and evil...... The retribution is like a shadow, I can't imagine that Ouyang Bo was eaten by the machine spirit at this time, Xiaotian, it's good! He tilted his head and fainted in pain.