Also seeing this sky-high blood sword, there was another group of people, a feminine male leader, and a beautiful and bewitching purple-haired woman stood beside him, and the two stopped their moving figures and looked into the air.

"Qiu Yiren has already aroused the demon heart, haha, it seems that Mu Zuolin stimulated him and completed the last step" The feminine man laughed sarcastically.

"Hey, this Qiu Yiren will soon become the enslavement of the demon heart, lose his sense of self, and become the help of our teaching," the purple-haired woman covered her mouth with her jade hand and said with a smile.

"The time is just right, Zixun, you take some people to the Changqing Sect, and I will take people to the Thousand Blades Sect," the feminine man turned around and ordered.

Hearing this, the purple-haired woman smiled and agreed, "It's all up to Brother Qin Xun's arrangement, the magic mark behind me can't wait to suck flesh and blood."

......

The Mu Sword Sect, the blood sword that soared into the sky, roared, and slashed down with the momentum of cutting through the mountains and rivers, and Bi Huan in the distance was extremely frightened, and hurriedly mobilized his aura to fly into the distance, wanting to avoid the power of this blood sword.

Below, a lonely old man, his eyes were gloomy, and he looked like he was about to die, and the sound of humming came from afar, and countless sword shadows were moving back.

Countless fragments of the sword body were converging, recondensing into a long sword full of cracks, and the long sword burst through the air and stopped in front of the old man.

The suspended long sword, reflected in the old man's eyes, gradually receded, his expression recovered little by little, and the calloused rough palm grabbed the long sword in front of him.

"My sword, my sword!" The old man muttered to himself, trembling all over, old tears were rampant, and tears that had not been seen for many years fell on the sword.

The long sword, full of cracks and vicissitudes, seemed to feel the sorrow of its master, and it hummed loudly, constantly trembling, responding to its master.

The people who survive, the remnants, one person and one sword, walking the end of the world, how many desperate situations, how many tribulations, all of them came to their hearts, and the old man looked up to the sky and roared.

"I live and die with the sect!"

Buzz! The sword hummed continuously, echoing the old man's words.

They are the last candle in the wind, burning up the last of everything.

Crazy everything, in a desperate situation, before the danger, infinite blue light erupted, the old man flew up with a sword, people and swords, roared together, rushed straight to the sky, and collided with the earth-shattering blood sword.

The light is dazzling, the sky is full of blue light, like rain of blood splashing, blood red and blue light are mixed, on the top of this mountain peak, gorgeous and splendid.

My sword, old friend, hard work.

A quiet voice reverberated from the sky into the distance.

High in the air, the long sword full of cracks could no longer support it, it exploded, turning into a little blue light, and the eyes of the old man with white hair collapsed, and his body turned into a little brilliance like the long sword.

A splendid finish.

Where the mountain gate was, this piece of mountain could not support it, and it broke in the rumble, turning into countless boulders and falling down.

Qiu Yiren also fell down and disappeared.

In front of the building of the green tile jade pillar, a man with a feminine appearance led a pair of men in black, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes flashed slightly at the plaque on the gatehouse.

"Heh, Thousand Blades Sect"

"No More Today"

The feminine man said, a white aura rippled out of his body, his body floated a little in the air, flush with the plaque of the gatehouse, raised his thin palm, and waved it out in the air.

The white aura turned into a vicious beast head, roared and rushed out, the ground collapsed, the plaque was shattered, the gatehouse was destroyed, the rubble flew sideways, and the dust fluttered.

In the Thousand Blades Sect, the people of the sect heard the movement, and many people ran out, exclaiming with one after another, "Someone is attacking the mountain!" Several young men in dark robes hurried towards the gatehouse with swords in hand.

The leader is Qiu Yiren's son, Qiu Sheng, who looks like a kidney deficiency, Qiu Sheng's face was shocked when he saw the visitor, his mouth opened wide, and he said hesitantly, "Lord Qin!" Why are you here, after the good thing was done, my father invited you to come to the door to celebrate"

"Why did you attack our Thousand Blades Sect?"

"Huh, celebrating with you?"

"You deserve it too!" Qin Xun's face was cold, his condescending eyes looked down at the people of the Thousand Blades Sect, and after a cold snort, he raised his hand and waved, and all the black-clothed people behind him pulled out their weapons, and some took out one-eyed toads from their robes and held them in their hands, and the one-eyed toads were extremely active one by one.

The one-eyed dripping turn, groaning, and several red essence lights condensed and shot out, killing several disciples of the Thousand Blades Sect who didn't have time to react on the spot, blood splattering.

dyed the clothes of the people around him red, everyone in the Thousand Blades Sect was shocked, and immediately made a mess, and began to scatter and run away, Rao is Qiu Sheng and several senior brothers with the strength of the transformation realm around him, severely reprimanded, but they could not suppress the fear in the hearts of these people.

The familiar people around him died suddenly, which made these young people who had not gone down the mountain for many years and had never seen real blood panic.

"What are you afraid of! Escapees, wait for the sect master to come back and punish them all for ten months" On Qiu Sheng's left, a man with a dark face scolded sharply, obviously this person is the highest realm among these disciples, and he is also the person with the most right to speak.

Sure enough, with his sharp reprimand, the disciples who had fled in all directions really stopped and gathered again, everyone looking at each other nervously.

"You're the janitor?" Qin Xun looked at the dark-faced man in a provocative tone and said.

Hearing this, the man's hand holding the sword clenched, and a momentum spread, as if it was already the strength of the third order of the Transformation Realm, but it was obviously not enough to see in front of Qin Xun.

"Senior brother, Lord Qin! Ah no, the thief is a master of the sixth order of the Transformation Realm, we can't be defeated, or let's escape," Qiu Sheng muttered quietly on the side, his words full of the intention of escaping.

"Hmph" The black-faced senior brother snorted coldly, and glanced at Qiu Sheng with disdainful eyes, he had always looked down on this person who was stubborn, and at this time it was already a great disaster, and the first thing he thought of was to run away, which really made him sick.

With that, he took a step forward and said to a man to Qiu Sheng's right, "Cui Liu, let's work together against this person, and the others will fight together."

"Okay, big brother!" Cui Liu's hair was not much, his face was a little yellow, and at this moment, he took a step with his sword and stood with his senior brother Wu Fang, and the two of them jointly released the aura in their bodies, one in the third order of the transformation realm, and one in the second order of the transformation realm.

And Qiu Sheng is eyes flickered, sneakily hid in the crowd of people, and was caught in the center, he knew what the other party was about, this Qin Xun was terrible, he had seen it with his own eyes, so he was so scared that he hid in the crowd and shivered.

"Prepare for the blood sacrifice" Qin Xun said with a flat face, and when the black-clothed people behind him heard this, they all prostrated on the ground, and they no longer attacked the people of the Thousand Blades Sect, but raised their hands one by one, maintaining a strange posture to worship something, and those one-eyed toads became restless one by one, bouncing on their hands.