"I have no grievances with you, and I have never even met before today, so why did you harm me?"

Dusk has arrived, and the sky is red against the glow, and a touch of gloom has shrouded this place.

Wishing no harm, the wide robe was already splattered with blood.

The pine bronze sword dripped blood down from the blade, stranded down, hovering in midair.

The tip of the sword hangs, and even the blood that flows down can't hide the restrained sharp light.

Below, a crowd of people are dead and alive.

Except for the separated corpses, they all fell to their knees, their heads tightly bowed.

Women and children, old and young, monks, mortals.

Jiang Zhu Wuxian was kneeling left and right in front of him, and his body trembled, not daring to look at Zhu Wuxian.

I was afraid that the flying sword that had captured many clansmen would fall down on me and take my life.

Wishing no harm, his eyes swept over these people like electricity.

Sensing the thunderbolt-like scary gaze that swept by, they lowered their bodies a little bit one by one, and their tremors became a little more intense.

"Heh..."

First, only two or three steps away from Zhu Wuxian, a black-clothed monk who had broken from his waist and separated his upper and lower bodies overflowed with blood from his mouth.

Blood is also oozing from the middle of the waist, staining the loess a dark red.

The light in his eyes gradually faded, revealing a look of unwillingness and remorse.

If you don't mess with this evil star, although the clansmen are still living a simpler life, they will not reach the point of breaking the clan today.

"Ahem..."

A faint cough sounded, and the blood overflowing from his mouth gushed out, and his voice could not hide his loneliness and remorse, but also carried pleading and hope.

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty. You have only condensed into the Dao Foundation, but you can get out of the Dragon Palace, you must have a great opportunity in the Dragon Palace, and you also know the secret of Ascension.

Who doesn't know you now in the East China Sea? Who wouldn't want to take you?

Now that Jin Dan has come to look for you, he has already reached the top of Jin Dan, and he can't seek to enter the realm, so he lives in seclusion.

But who knew that the Dragon Palace was born suddenly, and he was already remorseful because he had never received the news of the birth of the Dragon Palace because of his seclusion.

Now I know that you escaped from the Dragon Palace unharmed, and I know that the secret of Ascension will definitely come to get you.

If you want to live, run for your life.

As the head of a clan, I have never been able to lead my clan to a better place, but I have sent them out of life and death because of greed and selfish desires.

If you can let my people live, so that my people will not be cut off, the people of my people will help you..."

The blackfriar's voice, whose body was cut in half, grew weaker and weaker, and by the end, it was inaudible.

The blood-stained lips opened and closed a few times wordlessly, and the only remaining brilliance in his eyes disappeared.

Because he wanted to speak, his head softened because he was holding on to it.

His eyes closed in the blood he was spilling out.

There was a huge shock in Zhu Wu's heart, and the pupils of his eyes shrank.

I said how it was that no monk Xisha had been chasing him in the past few days, and I thought that what I had done had done a job, but it turned out that I had scattered the matter throughout the East China Sea.

It's a poisonous mind.

Dragon Palace Chance, Ascension Secret!

These two things are enough to make everyone in the East China Sea regard me as a thorn in the flesh...

Suddenly, he suddenly turned his head to look to the side.

Tearing eyes!

From that position, there was an aura like the rising of the sun approaching him.

He felt like the snow and ice that had been left on the ground after the sun had come out, and it was about to turn into water in an instant.

Even though the night had cast a dark curtain over the heavens and the earth, it was as if the curtain had been torn apart again.

In just an instant, he had already crossed nearly half a distance and swept towards him at a rapid pace.

"I let you live, I hope you will obey what the patriarch said!"

As soon as Zhu Wuxian's fingers were raised, the pine pattern bronze sword immediately put on a brilliant light, which caught people's eyes and galloped towards another place.

It has a good breath of no harm on it.

He himself gathered the qi and blood of his whole body, and used the spell he had transformed from the technique of storing the spirit valley left by Xunyang Zhenren.

Hurriedly left a sentence, and then with a 'plop' sound, he fell into the already dark sea and disappeared.

A splash of water splashed, then was gently hit by the waves, and disappeared.

The powerful aura like a big sun turned slightly.

Swept towards the pine-patterned bronze sword that Zhu Wuxian separated, and with only one breath, it was still an extremely sharp and domineering flying sword.

It was held in the man's hand, like a child's toy.

"Hmph, little calculation."

In the general aura of the great sun, the figure clamped the flying sword between his two fingers, and with just a sweep of his eyes, he could clearly see the spirit patterns, materials, and refining techniques in the pine pattern bronze sword.

With a slight force of two fingers, this top-grade spirit weapon flying sword, which has accompanied Zhu Wuwu for many years and killed countless people, turned into fragments.

It was like clay in his hands.

Then I don't know that there was a sun-like aura on my body, and I even released a sun-like light flame.

It's just that there is a hint of dusk in this brilliance, as if it is like a sunset on the horizon, and it is about to fall down the mountain.

so that there is no light between heaven and earth.

"Humph!"

Zhu Wuxian was already under the water abyss at this time, restrained his breath, and let his body slowly sink down.

Ever since he had entered the middle stage of foundation building, he had a little more wishful thinking in the water, as if he were a swimming fish.

Collect your breath, don't miss a bit, let your body fall down, and disappear in the dark and dark abyss.

After the pine-patterned bronze sword broke, he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort from his mouth and nose.

Fortunately, under the heavy water abyss, he was stopped by this water abyss and never spread out.

Otherwise, even if it is an extremely thin and extremely slight sound, in the ears of Jindan Daxiu, it is not stingy with thunder.

After this muffled hum, a faint wisp of blood slowly rose from his nose.

It was also washed away by heavy flooding.

Since he stepped on the immortal road, this pine bronze sword has been by his side, accompanying him through many tribulations.

Although it is not a life-saving practice, it can be practiced day and night, and there is also a deep connection.

Now that he was pinched off by two fingers and turned into fragments, he naturally had a feeling in his heart, and he was also injured by this broken sword.

The crowd of people who knelt on the ground was filled with sorrow.

After Zhu Wuxian left, he slowly raised his head. Looking at the scene of the corpses rolling down in front of him and the clansmen dying, his eyes became more and more sad.

Before he could make a move, another general trend was pressed down.

It was as if the sun, which had been hidden, had risen again, hovering above their heads, and scorching them.

He hung his head again, not saying a word, but with endless mourning.

"Who's in charge here?"

The breath fell down his body, and he received a sun-like aura and light flame.

Finally, I could see his face clearly.

His hair was white, and his eyes were blazing, as if a fire was burning in them.

He was dressed in a robe, worn-out and mended, and his hands and feet were tied.

There is a fierce momentum on his body, like a wildfire, as long as there is wind, it can quickly ignite.

The bodies of the people who knelt on the ground couldn't help but tremble.

This man's momentum was stronger than that of Zhu Wuwu, and it also frightened them even more.

Someone's body moved slightly, but after all, he didn't make any moves.

"Who's in charge?!"

There was a broken drink, like a thunderclap on the ground, which resounded in everyone's ears.

It made them tremble with fear.

"I... I... The patriarch is dead, and it stands to reason that I should be in charge of the clan..."

Fang Fang's trembling and slightly moving body raised its head, revealing a young face.

"You?"

"It's... I..."

Panic flashed in his eyes, his fists hidden in his wide sleeves were clenched, and he gritted his teeth against the momentum of Jindan overhaul that was enough to suppress people.

"What happened?" Jin Dan overhaul only swept his eyes, and then moved away again.

"The man who escaped from the Dragon Palace came here, I waited for greed, and wanted to seek the opportunity on him, so he killed half of the monks in the clan and fled to the sea!"

Uncontrollable hatred flashed in the young monk's eyes, and he pointed to the place where the splash had disappeared a few breaths ago.

"Oh?" Xu Yanyuan whispered, and a hint of surprise flashed in his blazing eyes.

The people in Xisha spread the news, but he had just condensed into a Dao foundation, and the corpse in front of him was in the late stage of foundation building, and it was only one step away from condensing into a void pill.

Not to mention that there are still a few corpses in the early and middle stages of foundation building, could it be that the kid who ran out of the Dragon Palace killed them alone?

"Senior, that person has a sharp weapon from the Dragon Palace in his hand, and as soon as he closes it, he will cut off the patriarch in the late stage of foundation building in my clan.

He must have had a great opportunity in the Dragon Palace to have such killing power!

Seniors must not let him go!"

The hatred that flashed in his eyes became a little stronger, and his heart became more and more vicious.

The fire in Xu Yanyuan's eyes was still there, and he swept it away without the slightest emotion, which made people tremble.

"You yourself are not strong, you want to take advantage of people's opportunities, who can blame you for being killed?

Do you still want to use the old man as a gunman? Think the old man is a fool? ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, senior..."

The young monk hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed like garlic, and his heart was even more frightened, and he begged for mercy and justified.

Before he could finish his sentence, a flame ignited on his skull.

Bounded by the neck, it only burned on the skull, and did not burn down a single point.

"Ahh

The sound of screams and wails came from the figures rolling on the ground.

"Small punishment and big warning!"

Xu Yanyuan left a sentence, and the qi that was intentionally collected on his body came out, and he stepped into the sea.

The crowd of people who knelt on the ground trembled, shrunk tightly, and did not dare to get up.

Xu Yanyuan fell into the sea, and the sun-like light on his body was retracted, fitted around his body, and fled towards the water abyss.

Beyond the flames, there was a burst of transpiration, like lotus petals.

From a distance, a mass of light, heat and brightness rushed in the sea, like a fire lotus in water.

In an instant, the shadow disappeared and disappeared under the abyss.