"What do you want to do?"

The man's face changed suddenly.

Even if he was in the realm of the Yang God, he couldn't understand the methods of this demon girl at all.

"Don't worry, soon."

As Zhao Wuxue held it in the air, the Painful Dao directly acted on the early stage of the Yang God.

The next moment, a black mist drilled out of his chest, and then divided into seven strands, and drilled into the seven orifices on the man's head.

"What is this?"

The man immediately threw away the long sword in his hand in fright, and grabbed his face with both hands like crazy.

But it didn't work.

The black mist was unaffected, and went straight into the flesh.

The more frightened and painful he became, the thicker and thicker the black mist became, and the more intense the pain it caused.

His heart was pounding, and the manic surging qi and blood made his complexion red.

The sound of the pounding heartbeat became more and more exaggerated.

Even from afar, you can feel the thunderous trembling sound.

Knock knock knock......

The heartbeat became more and more intense, and the speed became faster and faster, and finally it exploded directly in the person's body with a bang.

The screams resounded through the sky.

The second Yang God of the Heavenly Sword Sect existed and died directly.

Bang!

The corpse fell to the ground, and the next moment, a thick black mist flew out from above the corpse, and finally merged into Zhao Wuxue's body, making her aura condense a little again.

Off the screen, He Zhi frowned.

"What did you just do to him?"

Hearing He Zhi's words, Zhao Wuxue's face quickly became serious, and she hurriedly replied:

"Alliance Master, my subordinates are just arousing that man's fear of me! In a sense, he was actually dying in his own fear. ”

"Scared to death again?"

"Yes."

Zhao Wuxue said helplessly: "But these methods can only work for some people who are not strong-minded, but if they are strong-willed, their subordinates can only rush up and fight hand-to-hand." ”

"Understood."

He Zhi nodded.

Zhao Wuxue has indeed gone farther and farther on this road.

He secretly decided.

No matter what happens in the future, Zhao Wuxue will never be able to bring Zhao Wuxue to the real world, this kind of nightmare-like existence, for ordinary people, the power is simply a hundred times more terrifying than the plague.

on the field.

The two Yang God Stage Sword Cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect died one after another, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

This terrible scene made the scene suddenly quiet.

Only in the far sky can there be the movement of fighting on the battlefield.

"Goo-dong!"

Some of them secretly swallowed their saliva, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Zhao Wuxue.

They quietly retreated, unwilling to get close to Zhao Wuxue.

"Who is this woman? It's scary! ”

"You don't even know about her? When the Blood Yin Sect had not changed its name to the Chixuan Sect, she was a veritable Demon Sect Elder Zhao Wuxue, and countless cultivators died tragically at her hands! Later, the leader of the alliance adopted Chixuanzong, and she was considered to have changed her evil and returned to the right. ”

"Wait!"

Someone next to him said with a look of disbelief:

"Are you sure...... Just like her, has she really changed her ways? ”

"This ......"

The person who spoke just shut up.

They don't know if Zhao Wuxue has changed his ways, but now it seems that this woman is becoming more and more evil!

That kind of terrible means of killing people invisibly makes them feel creepy at a glance.

At this time, He Zhi did not continue to pay attention to Zhao Wuxue.

His perspective switched to the dragon sword.

After the fierce battle, most of the spiritual power of the dragon sword had been consumed, and there were blood marks everywhere on his body, and his breath was sluggish.

Across from her.

Chen Ye, who was perfect, had a solemn face.

He already knew about the tragic death of the two great yang gods of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but let alone helping them avenge them now, he couldn't even let himself get out.

This woman is crazy!

Every move and every style is a way of playing that completely abandons defense and fights with life.

It made him miserable.

"Dragon Sword!"

Chen Ye roared angrily: "You really don't want to die?" ”

Long Jian snorted coldly:

"As long as I can kill you, what if I don't want this life!"

A hint of fierceness flashed in her eyes, and the long sword in her hand slashed through the air.

The next moment, she turned into a golden thunderbolt, fused with the seven-star dragon yuan in her hand, as if she had turned into the sky, and rushed towards Chen Ye to suppress it.

There was a killing move full of majesty and domineering in that ethereal spirit, which made Chen Ye's heart tremble.

He has gradually transformed from active attack at the beginning to passive defense.

He really couldn't do it as desperately as Long Jian.

"Long Jian, don't force me!"

He roared again.

But what greeted him was still the extremely powerful killing move of the dragon sword.

"Bastard!"

Chen Ye roared angrily, and slashed out with the same sword.

The phantom of the water curtain poured down against the dragon sword, and the terrifying scene was like the sea toppling down.

The dragon sword turned into a golden thunder sword light, and with the meaning of the sky, the sword slashed the wall of water.

But at the moment when the dragon sword broke through the blockade, Chen Ye directly took the opportunity to shatter the void and escaped.

"Dragon Sword, you wait for me, sooner or later, the deity will kill you with his own hands!"

"Humph!"

Long Jian's expression was cold, and the spiritual power of his whole body poured into the seven-star dragon abyss in his hand without reservation.

"Kill!"

With a roar, she slashed out a golden thunder dragon with a single sword, and with a roar, she chased after the shattered space.

A moment later, Chen Ye's terrible scream came from the shattered void, and there was no movement again.

"Dead?"

He Zhi was surprised.

The dragon sword is now more and more terrifying, and it is perfect to fight the Yang God in the early stage of the Yang God, but it will not fall behind at all.

He now felt that taking this murderous woman under his command was the most correct decision he had ever made.

Hearing He Zhi's question, Long Jian shook his head and said:

"Nope. Although my blow was not small, after all, the gap in the realm was too large, and most of my strength had been consumed, so it was impossible to kill it, but ...... I don't think it's going to be any better. ”

On the other side of the space.

A blood-studded, embarrassed figure fell from the void.

"Bastard!"

Chen Ye, who had just escaped death, suddenly turned red with anger.

He never thought that he would take the initiative to escape, and the dragon sword would have to make up for it in the broken void.

It was also that sword that directly shattered half of his body.

If he hadn't reacted in time, he would have died in nothingness by now.

"Dragon Sword, Immortal Alliance!"

"Good...... You guys are so nice! I will tell everything to the Heavenly Demon Sect, I don't believe that you can compete with the top three forces in the Haoyang Continent! ”

"Wait!"

After speaking, Chen Ye fled towards the vast Central Continent with a gloomy face.

……

Chixuanzong.

After repelling Chen Ye, Long Jian returned to the ground.

She turned her head to look at Zhao Wuxue and frowned.

She knew that Zhao Wuxue was the leader of the alliance, but she didn't like the breath on this woman's body.

Zhao Wuxue naturally discovered the Dragon Sword as well.

As soon as the two women met, they confronted each other directly.

They didn't use their divine thoughts, nor did they use the sword intent rules.

The two are purely a contest of aura.

But this terrifying scene made the onlookers can't help but withdraw a lot.

Both women were murderous enough that no one wanted to provoke them.

"Zhao Wuxue?"

"Dragon Sword."

The two shouted each other's names, but the surrounding atmosphere did not relax, but was shrouded in a layer of killing intent.