Lin Tianxue's beautiful face was covered with desolation, and her heart ached, but she told herself that everything would pass.

Today's pain, when she becomes stronger, will eventually kill everyone.

Thinking of this, Lin Tianxue's face became cold again, her eyes closed slightly, don't look over.

At this time, Murong Chen's palm was already close to Lin Nantian, looking at his momentum, once this palm hit, Lin Nantian would definitely die.

Lin Nantian retreated again and again, but the other party was too strong, no matter how he retreated, it was always difficult to get rid of this palm.

If they retreat, the slave will be left unguarded.

"Murong Chen, you're looking for death!"

At this moment, an extremely cold voice came, which made people feel a chill down their spine.

As this voice came, Murong Chen's expression changed, and even the movements of his hands slowed down a little.

And at this moment, a strong crisis struck, making his expression change suddenly.

He turned around suddenly, only to see a streamer of light shooting rapidly, and the light on it was brilliant and murderous.

Murong Chen's face changed drastically, his face was full of incredulity, and he was shocked.

It was a sword, the sword body was mottled, and the evil qi spread, although the long sword had not yet arrived, but the evil qi on the sword body had already impacted his soul, and the whole person was not good.

On the long sword, the sharp cold stabbed his skin painfully.

"No!"

Murong Chen roared, he burst out with all his strength to dodge this sword, but no matter how hard he tried, it was always difficult to get rid of.

Burst!

The ancient sword stabbed directly into Murong Chen's body, passing through his chest, and the strong impact enveloped Murong Chen and flew away quickly.

Boom!

The long sword pierced into the stone wall of the palace, Murong Chen's face was terrified, he was nailed to the stone wall, he was weak, and his eyes were full of horror.

This sword seemed to take away the strength of his body, and the vitality in his body passed quickly.

He never thought that he, Murong Chen, would die here when he left the sect this time, and he would die in such a way and be nailed to the stone wall.

"Murong Gongzi!" Lin Tianxue's expression changed, and she almost went crazy.

Today's events have hit her heart several times, and whether her father is dead or not has been reversed in front of her.

Whenever she made up her mind, her father was always able to get through it.

repeated two or three times, and her mentality completely collapsed.

"Ahh Su Changqing, I hate you, I hate you, I, Lin Tianxue, swear that I will kill you in my life! ”

A terrible roar resounded through the hall, and Lin Tianxue's mentality completely exploded.

She gave up on his father three times, but she was saved by Su Changqing three times, which made her hate Su Changqing to the bone, and the other party deliberately embarrassed her.

Lin Nantian didn't expect that Su Changqing would have the strength to save himself when he fought many strong people alone.

At this time, when he heard Lin Tianxue's roar, Lin Nantian smiled miserably, and then no longer looked at Lin Tianxue, but stayed by the slave's side to prevent someone from sneaking up.

On the other side, Mo Guzhou was furious and roared again and again.

He didn't expect this Su Changqing to be so terrifying, so many Five Extremes Realm powerhouses were besieging him, and he could still be distracted to save people.

Moreover, he actually nailed Murong Chen to the stone wall with a sword.

Although he didn't like Murong Chen, after all, he was a member of his Tianlan Sect, how could he be killed by others?

Moreover, the other party's father is still a powerful elder of the Tianlan Sect, and Murong Chen died here today, and he, the Holy Son, as the leader, is afraid that he will be hated by others.

"Su Changqing, you are looking for death!"

Mo Guzhou shouted, swung his sword and slashed at Su Changqing, this time, the sword technique he used was the Zhenzong sword technique of Tianlan Sect: "Heavenly Death".

As soon as the Heavenly Death Sword came out, the sky wept.

Sure enough, as Mo Guzhou cast this sword, the entire void roared, and the hall shook in all directions, the void collapsed, and blood flowed from the cracks, known as the heavens crying.

Looking at Mo Guzhou casting this sword, Su Changqing's eyes shrank and he recognized this sword.

"Heavenly Death? Wu Zhao's kendo sword trick! Su Changqing muttered to himself.

"It seems that the person who took away the inheritance of Wuzhao is really this Tianlan Sect!"

"No wonder they are so sure, there is a Shenzhao Ancient Sword in this palace, which must have been inherited by the people who entered this place back then."

"Wu Zhao, it's a pity that you fought in all directions with this seat, and you are also majestic, but your inheritance has been trained like this, which can be regarded as making you dusty."

Su Changqing sighed, looking at Murong Chen, who was casting the Heavenly Martyrdom, he shook his head.

"Heavenly Death" was originally a terrifying swordsmanship in the fairy world, and it was a sword mastery that Wu Zhao relied on his own talent to realize back then, and he once shined in the fairy world.

When Wu Zhao realized this mastery, Su Changqing also gave him some pointers, and he was also very familiar with his mastery.

It was even when Wu Zhao comprehended the "Heavenly Death" sword trick and gave him the "Shenzhao" ancient sword.

It's a pity that in this red dust world, no one can truly comprehend the true meaning of his sword mastery.

The Mo Guzhou in front of him didn't even comprehend the fur, but he just showed this swordsmanship than the gourd painting scoop.

"Su Changqing, do you know why my Tianlan Sect can stand in the Yan Land for thousands of years without falling?" Mo Guzhou was condescending, his chin raised, and he shouted loudly.

When it comes to Tianlan Sect, Mo Guzhou has an inexplicable pride, the pride of being the holy son of Tianlan Sect.

"I don't know!" Su Changqing said lightly.

"It's because of this sword technique, this sword technique is the Zhenzong sword technique of my Tianlan Sect, you and other mortals can't understand the mystery of this sword technique at all." Mo Guzhou smiled lightly.

"This is a level that you can't understand, and you can be proud that you can die under this sword technique."

Mo Guzhou's face was arrogant, looking down at Su Changqing, as if in his eyes, Su Changqing was like an ant.

Indeed, after Mo Guzhou performed this sword technique, his whole person's temperament changed, and he became unfathomable, like an immortal.

He stood in the hall with a long sword in hand, the void around him was torn, and wisps of blood overflowed from the cracks, like the sky crying.

The Rakshasa King, the Three Highnesses and the others all looked solemn, and Mo Guzhou at this time was very powerful, full of sword energy, terrifying.

They have a feeling that if the other party uses this sword against them, I am afraid that it will be really difficult to resist.

"It is worthy of the swordsmanship of the Tianlan Sect Zhenzong, it is really mysterious and powerful." His Royal Highness was shocked, he had a feeling that this sword technique was not like a mortal thing.

"Su Changqing, suffer death!"

At this time, Mo Guzhou shouted, waved the long sword in his hand, and burst out with unparalleled power, slashing towards Su Changqing.

Everyone in the hall was shocked, this power was too powerful, and they were shocked.

With Mo Guzhou's sword slashing out, the entire hall was silent, as if there was only one person left in heaven and earth with a sword, covering the world.

"Resemblance but godless, Wu Zhao, you are really covered with dust." Su Changqing spoke lightly.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the "Shenzhao" sword let out a soft groan, and with a "bang" sound, it pulled out of the stone wall, flew over, and fell into Su Changqing's hands.

And the moment Murong Chen's body was pulled out of the ancient sword, it was annihilated by a terrifying power, torn apart, and finally completely turned into a blood mist.

Father!

As soon as the ancient sword started, more than two dozen divine tripods in Su Changqing's body roared at the same time, and the ancient divine tripod technique automatically operated, and his blood qi exploded instantly, forming a blood-colored ocean outside his body.

Everyone felt that they were weighing ten thousand pounds, and they were extremely uncomfortable under the oppression, and they couldn't help but retreat again and again, until they retreated to the corner of the main hall.

Even the Rakshasa King and the others had solemn faces and retreated again and again.

Swish!

Su Changqing slashed out with a sword, directly slashing at Mo Guzhou's chest.

This sword is extremely tricky, it seems to be ordinary, but in fact, it is powerful, and it just restrained Mo Guzhou's swordsmanship.

Performing the "Heavenly Death" sword technique, the strength of the whole body is mobilized, and the blood and qi of the whole body are gathered in the Jizhong acupoint on the chest, and the qi in the heart is used to urge the long sword.

At this time, the Jizhong acupoint is the top priority of the caster, once it is lost, the blood must be chaotic, and in serious cases, the caster can explode and die.

When Wu Zhao realized this sword technique, he had already discovered this shortcoming, and finally after his improvement, he had made up for this shortcoming, and it was almost perfect.

It's just that the qualifications of the people of the Tianlan Sect are dull, and it is difficult to make up for this shortcoming.

Even, they didn't even understand the "Heavenly Death" sword technique, how could they make up for this shortcoming?

At this time, seeing the long sword in Su Changqing's hand pointing directly at his middle acupoint, Mo Guzhou's face changed suddenly, and even, the sword qi on the opponent's long sword had already pierced his skin.

Once the acupoint is broken, and his sword has not yet hit the other party, I am afraid that he will suffer from the chaos of blood and qi, and if he is not careful, he will explode and die.

"Nope! How is this possible? How could he possibly find out about this? Mo Guzhou roared.

But at this time, he didn't dare to slack off, and only by avoiding the Jizhong acupoint first, only in this way could he save his life.

But he unexpectedly found that the opponent's long sword was too tricky, and no matter how he dodged, it was always difficult to dodge this sword.

"How so? How so? Mo Guzhou was completely panicked.

The other party's sword seems ordinary, but it has an indescribable charm, as if it is natural, difficult to crack, and can only be resisted.

But if he resists hard, even if this sword can't stab him, he will be stabbed because of the acupoint in the middle of the body, which will cause the blood and qi in his body to run wildly, and he will explode and die.

At the critical moment, Mo Guzhou's eyes were fierce, he withdrew his long sword, and slashed towards his arm.

Su Changqing's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but admire, this Mo Guzhou was also ruthless, and he knew that it was difficult to dodge, so he used his best strategy to save himself.

Cutting off one's arm can indeed save one's life, and in the acupoint in the middle of the body, the boiling and violent blood qi has its own vent, and the blood qi comes out of the broken arm, which can naturally avoid exploding and dying.

Su Changqing's sword is also a sword trick, as for what the name is, Su Changqing forgot.

Anyway, it is not a clever sword technique, but with Su Changqing's current realm, at most, he can only use this level of sword technique.

Moreover, it is still just a move, and there is no law.

But even so, in a place like Yandi, it was enough for him.

Under psychic, no one can comprehend the law, and if the soul is not psychic, it is like monstrosity has not been opened.

In the main hall, everyone was stunned, looking at Mo Guzhou's figure and opening their mouths wide.

Is this crazy?

Chop yourself yourself?