The jet-black sword emitted a black glow, terrifying, just a mass of air flow, but it was harder than divine iron, like the light of the gods, almost in the blink of an eye, "poof" nailed Mo Tao in mid-air, stopping all the attack, wisps of blood, mixed with evil black gas, flowing down the sword, strange and mysterious.

Mo Tao couldn't make a sound, the aura that burst out of his body instantly dimmed, his eyes widened, his eyes were bloodshot, and he felt that his soul and body were separated little by little, and he lost all his vitality.

"Brother, hurry up and sacrifice the edict!" Mo Lang fell in a pool of blood, raised his head in pain, and screamed in horror.

However, the man who was frozen in mid-air by the sword did not respond. This man is dead!

This is a strange picture, only to see the man in the void blackened all over, bleeding from his seven orifices, and two bulging eyes, as if he had experienced extreme fear before he died. It wasn't like he was wounded by a sword at all, it was like he had been poisoned by some kind of poison and died in agony.

"How so. The remaining two were terrified.

Mo Tao's strength, they couldn't be clearer. Not to say that he is the strongest in the sect, but he is also one of the best masters in the sect. And he is one of the candidates for the deputy sect master who is in the limelight, and he is only half a step away from being able to comprehend the Taoist meaning and become an otherworldly being. And such a person, with just one move, was exterminated!

Is this ghost-faced man really just a native of the Heavenly Domain? How could it be so terrifying, and the other party who hit him had no strength to fight back.

At this moment, Mo Lang and Yang Qi were really frightened, and their internal organs trembled wildly.

"Come on, come and save us!" Yang Qi shouted. He was badly wounded, and blood was pouring down from the broken shoulders.

He shouted loudly. It was almost the last bit of strength. If the roaring lion roars. The whole valley echoed. Obviously, Xintiandi is a heavy hand this time. These three people are just forwards, and there are some masters lurking in the back, waiting for an opportunity.

Zhuo Yifan didn't hear this shout. Killed Mo Tao, took away the dangerous edict without hesitation, gradually turned around, and slowly looked at the two people who were lying in a pool of blood.

But I saw that the light black evil qi was like a demon worm, coiled around the break between the two. I absorb the essence of it little by little. In an instant, the fracture between the two lost its original luster, as if it had undergone tens of thousands of years, rapidly aged, and finally turned into stone, split, and shattered.

The evil qi has not stopped, as if it is a black hole that can never be eaten, from the outside to the inside, little by little. Even if Zhuo Yifan didn't cut off the lives of these two people, it would be a moment and a half. The poison will also eat the two of them cleanly.

Seeing that no one had come to rescue him for a long time, Mo Lang panicked and hurriedly said: "Where are the people!

Zhuo Yifan walked over and glanced at this person lightly. Qing said coldly: "There is no one anymore." Those people have now been eaten up by the poison. As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand, and a cloud of black gas suddenly appeared in his hand. It's still evil, but it's a little lighter than before.

"You've already tried the taste of a broken arm, the taste of death, do you want to try it?" In the palm of his hand, the black qi changed myriadly, and finally formed a knife.

"That's how you treat us...... The sect will definitely not let you go. Yang Qi said weakly.

Zhuo Yifan looked at him, his eyes became more and more cold: "I hope they don't mess with me!" As he spoke, the knife in his left hand suddenly flew out and turned into an aurora, and Yang Qi's eyes widened, only to feel a shock and severe pain in his internal organs. All organs were stirred into a mass of meat crumbs and died.

"The evil spirit haunts the soul, and after death, he will fall into the hell of Abi, and he will not be able to live forever. He's hopeless, if you don't want to be like him, talk about what that edict is. ”

Mo Lang seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and hurriedly said: "You help me stop the bleeding!

Zhuo Yifan glanced at this person indifferently and said softly: "Say." With that, with a move of his right hand, the evil qi that had eaten away at Mo Lang's shoulder was suddenly sucked into his right hand, like a fierce beast, quietly prostrate in the palm of his hand.

"This is, it is a Dao edict, and it took the sect master seven days and seven nights to inject momentum into it. In his realm...... below, if you are oppressed by the edict. Mortal ...... No doubt ......," Mo Lang said with a gasp.

"It turned out to be a Taoist edict, no wonder it felt weird. Zhuo Yifan looked at him: "Your sect master, what realm is it now?"

"He has smashed the golden pill and become a star universe in his own right, and he is a master of the Ten Thousand Stars Law Realm!"

"Ten Thousand Stars Law Realm ......" Zhuo Yifan's eyes jumped suddenly. Although he has fought with countless powerhouses so far, it is the first time he has really fought against a powerhouse at the Wanxing level. I don't know what standard the other party cultivates? If it is a human race, it is not enough to be afraid. If you are a demon clan, there will be some trouble. Even if he realized the Dao intent and fought with the other party in his current realm, he would only lose.

"What else do you know?" Zhuo Yifan thought for a while and continued to ask.

Mo Lang thought about it for a while, and finally said everything, but what Mo Lang didn't expect was that he still hadn't escaped death.

Zhuo Yifan used the last wisp of evil qi to end this person's life, he hadn't killed anyone for a long time, and he didn't want to kill anymore, so that he could go back to that killing path. However, for those who spare his soul and spoil his state of mind, there is only one death!

Not only now, but this has been the whole of his monastic career. If anyone dares to touch this layer of scales, the final fate will be death without a place to be buried! Even if it is his relatives, it is the same!

"Light up the Divine Star ......" Zhuo Yifan muttered to himself, Mo Lang revealed the true realm of this Xintiandi Sect Master, which made him feel a sense of oppression.

As far as he knew, lighting up the Divine Star was to successfully break through the Golden Pill, turn into ten thousand stars, and then unite ten thousand stars, so that he could gain more transcendent power than before. Although this is the standard of the demon clan, since ancient times, many demon clan powerhouses have failed, and it is difficult to achieve. The fact that this person was able to succeed is enough to see that this person's talent is indeed extraordinary.

Today, he has killed more than a dozen masters of Xintiandi, openly and secretly, and has formed a major alliance with Xintiandi, and he can't die well. Zhuo Yifan sighed softly, he knew that he would have a battle with this genius sooner or later, and it was inevitable.

The corpse outside does not need to be solved by Zhuo Yifan personally. Infected with the poison, these corpses will sooner or later turn into a cloud of dust. It's just a pity that Xuancun, a pure land with mountains and rivers, has become the grave of these dirty rats.

Zhuo Yifan came back all the way from outside Xuancun, and at this moment, the evil qi on his body completely disappeared, and the whole person seemed to have withered all of a sudden, becoming the most ordinary mortal, and he couldn't see any realm.

At this moment, everyone in Xuancun was surrounded by two people, a middle-aged man in his forties who was dying, and a child who was only five years old.

"Uncle Chen...... Wake up...... Don't sleep, don't sleep......" The child had red eyes and kept shaking the shoulders of the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man did not react at all, and his eyes contained infinite vicissitudes, always looking at the child. On it, there is still a kind of warmth remaining.

Because the wound was too deep and Chen Fu lost too much blood, this big man who brought Zhuo Yifan, or Lin Fan countless times of warmth, annihilated the last trace of life fire under the afterglow of this red sunset.

"Uncle Chen!"

"Boss!"

The people of Xuancun shouted, very sad, they had exhausted the blood-tonifying herbs in the village, and they could not save Chen Fu after all.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night, with cries and shouts intertwined.

Zhuo Yifan was also very sentimental, maybe he had a way to renew the fire of life, but this was Chen Fu's destiny variable. may be able to redeem this moment, but it can't redeem this fate, and it can't go against the sky.

Early in the morning of the second day, after obtaining the approval of the old village chief Lu and Chen Fu's wife, Zhuo Yifan carried Chen Fu on his back and took Xiao Zihan to the deep forest, where the snow feather pine buried him.

After some worship, Zhuo Yifan finally turned his gaze to the little dot beside him.

The child was very strong, silent all the way, and did not shed a single tear. But Zhuo Yifan could feel that he was sad, more sad than anyone in the village. It just didn't show it.

Under the trees, a gentle breeze swept through, with a hint of gloom.

"Zihan, I am willing to take you as an apprentice, are you willing?" Zhuo Yifan said.

The little preserved egg looked at Zhuo Yifan, and Zhuo Yifan also looked at him, their eyes blending with each other. He saw that there was a fire beating in the child's dark eyes.

Although this child lost his most admired Uncle Chen, he gained the power to surpass a qiē. And this power will lead him to conquer all and surpass all. In the near future, this child who came out of the wilderness of the North Hall will shine in the world! (To be continued......