A burst of blue light burst into the darkness and pierced through the darkness!

The sometimes coordinated combination of the Qinglian Breath Technique and the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound Sword is really full of seamless meaning.

Perhaps, it should be said that the Qinglian Breath Technique is boundless. As a secret technique of a single main kill, the power is very powerful, and at the same time, it also has a hidden raid line. Frankly, with this unique feature, it can be combined with any move to a seamless effect.

It must be known that there are not many secret techniques with lethal power, and the single main killing is even more rare and precious. Sometimes, Tan Weiran secretly sighed that he was lucky to have the secret technique of Qinglian Breath Technique.

At this time, the sword intent unleashed purple thunder and lightning, lingering around the world.

Liu Wubian was secretly awe-inspiring, and the sword in his hand burst out with absolute power, turning and slashing, intercepting countless thunderbolts. At this moment, a touch of cyan full of mystical aura suddenly appeared in the purple.

That's it, quietly, and invisibly suddenly.

Liu Wubian's color changed instantly, and the pupils of his eyes reflected this silent and cold blue light, rendering the pupils a little cyan.

The blue light hit Liu Wubian's heart in the most gentle way, and it didn't gently penetrate the golden body at all, breaking the body like steel!

Fifth-Order Secret Technique!

When the glow burst out, Liu Wubian almost broke his liver and gall, and the silent blue light entered like this, and there was a sharp pain in his heart, almost beating half of his heart to pieces.

The brilliant purple sword light gathered in an instant, as if it had entered a black hole. At the moment when the golden body was pierced, it was crazy and wrapped in an irresistible sword aura!

Tan Weiran, who was dressed in a black shirt, looked like black that had melted out of the darkness. He walked out of the darkness without hurry, hanging the tip of his sword, and drew a shallow sword mark on the bluestone slab, all the way forward.

Liu Wubian is like a stone carving, and he does not move at all. The body suddenly shook slightly, and purple light burst out from its body. Dozens of blood were shot up and down, and he was unwilling to fall down from the sky.

If only he had been cautious. If he was careful...... You won't be defeated.

Will it?

Liu Wu fell down on his back to the sky, staring at this masked man with a small head with resentful eyes, as if he wanted to see through his face scarf!

Tan Weiran's expression was faint. Slowly turning a blind eye and passing by, it seemed that it was not a powerful Lingyou powerhouse that was killed, but a cockroach that was pinched to death.

At this point, it will be nightfall. It was still early, and the people in the courtyard had not yet rested.

The people of the Luoxia Sect gathered together, Feng Yiting was the first to feel: "Hmm? Liu Wubian's breath...... How is it gone. ”

Yang Tianqi, who was making tea for the elders on the side, suddenly shook his arm, looked up slightly at several elders, and lowered his head again to continue pouring tea.

Suddenly thinking of this possibility, Feng Yiting herself denied it with a smile in her heart, this is a martial arts conference, how could this happen, especially the killing of the organizers.

Maybe. Something happened. Feng Yiting's eyes signaled: "Wang Mengda, go and take a look, cheer up, don't be like a dead dog." ”

There is a reason why Duan Shuwen doesn't like Feng Yiting, this woman's mouth is really mean and has no way to hide it. It doesn't matter where the occasion or the person stands.

Pouring the tea, Yang Tianqi said respectfully: "Uncle Shi, please." ”

Feng Yiting held the teacup and looked at the nephew who was always pale with satisfaction: "Tianqi, don't worry, your father's blood feud." The sect will be your backing. You are optimistic about that guy named Xu Weiran, and when you wait for the martial arts conference, you will kill him. ”

"Thank you, uncle. Yang Tianqi said softly, his eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, the hatred of killing my father is not shared, and the disciple doesn't want to spare that guy easily." ”

Chen Qi on the side smiled and said, "How do you plan to take revenge, let's hear it." ”

Yang Tianqi lowered his head, then raised his head, a wisp of vicious color appeared, and said lightly: "Please don't blame the disciples for being vicious...... The disciple had secretly assassinated Xu Weiran once, which was a deliberate attempt to startle the snake. ”

"Xu Weiran is not very old, but he is very cunning, this person is old, and he believes that there are not many enemies. If there were no accidents, he would probably have guessed that it was a disciple who assassinated him that night. ”

Feng Yiting and the others looked weird, obviously thoughtful. Yang Tianqi paused slightly, and his face was always pale, and he said: "If Xu Weiran has a little brain and wants to know the danger, if he leaves, he must flee back to the place where he thinks it is safe." If he stays, he must have secretly hired a trustworthy helper. ”

Yang Tianqi's mouth was dry, he poured himself tea and drank it in one gulp, suppressed the trembling of excitement in his heart, and said: "Whether it is going or staying, it must be his relatives and friends who can make Xu Weiran feel safe......"

Feng Yiting, Chen Qi and several others had already heard the meaning, and their expressions were different, some frowned slightly, some nodded approvingly, and some were noncommittal.

"At that time, you will ask the sect to avenge your disciples. Yang Tianqi bowed deeply, and the crazy hatred in his eyes was undisguised: "Please forgive the disciples for their cruelty, the best way for the disciples to take revenge ......"

"It's to let Xu Weiran see his relatives and friends with his own eyes...... One by one, they died before his eyes. It was his turn to be the last. ”

The viciousness contained in Yang Tianqi's voice made Feng Yiting and the others shudder.

Glancing at each other, Feng Yiting and the others secretly sighed. No matter what, Yang Tianqi is a disciple of the Luoxia Sect, and he is willing to become a true disciple, with his talent, he will definitely become the most important member of the Luoxia Sect in the future.

"The sect is naturally your backing. Feng Yiting nodded, and suddenly her expression changed slightly: "Wang Mengda's breath, why is it gone?"

Feng Yiting and the others looked stunned, revealing an incredible expression, Feng Yiting fluttered and quietly waved her double blades.

Almost at the same time, a wall of the entire spacious and bright hall suddenly cracked, and purple sword light burst into the cracked wall like a wave, and the scene was incomparably amazing.

Purple thunder and lightning mixed with the domineering power that destroyed everything, swept along the way, bombarding this wall into powder and turning it into a cloud of ashes.

It's him!

Yang Tianqi recognizes it, so much that he recognizes it. Standing up involuntarily, with a hidden hint of joy in his eyes, Xu Weiran really had a little brain, and he really found it.

Feng Yiting's double blades swayed, and in a blink of an eye, the purple sword qi was dissipated, and she shouted sharply: "Who is it, get out." ”

Wang Mengda...... Are you talking about this person? ”

First a foot stepped steadily into the hall, and then a man in a black shirt stepped through the gap. The black-shirted masked man stepped in, dragging a man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, with a faint look in his eyes.

Although Tan Weiran is masked at this time, his movements are rhythmic and leisurely, and there is a bit of indescribable freehand. In this situation, it looks very weird.

Tan Weiran raised his hand slightly, stretched the five fingers of his left hand, and the hair he grabbed fell down. Wang Mengda's breath was dying, and the dignified Lingyou powerhouse actually couldn't help but hang in the air, falling to the ground like a dead dog, stirring up dust.

Feng Yiting and the others were shocked, and a wave of disbelief accompanied by anger surged up on their faces: "What does Your Excellency mean!"

At the time of the martial arts exercise, the organizers came from all the various factions of the 300 worlds, and they could be called as strong as clouds, and they even crossed the realm of doom, who dared to attack the people of the organizers at the martial arts conference? At least in the memory of Feng Yiting and others, it was never.

But this scene is really telling them that it is not that it is not, but that it has not happened before.

Tan Weiran's eyes condensed, and he glanced around, sweeping over the four people here like a sword. There was a faint fierce light brewing in his eyes, and he raised his feet in front of everyone.

A foot stomped heavily on Wang Mengda's chest, and with a click, his chest collapsed on the spot. Wang Mengda, who was already dying, couldn't stop spewing blood-colored bubbles in his mouth, and immediately howled miserably and died.

Tan Weiran raised his head slightly, and said lightly: "That's what it means." ”

For a moment, there was silence.

Tan Weiran's sudden kick made Feng Yiting and the other four stunned, and the anger quickly occupied their senses, and they roared: "You, you...... You're damned!"

Chen Qi let out an angry roar, shaking for ten miles, as if he was madly pounced, slashing down with a sword. It was a leap in the air, and a single knife split the roof of the entire hall, and a magnificent knife light was like thunder.

Kill this guy!

Kill this megalomaniacal bastard!

Chen Qi only had this thought in his mind, the moment a knife was about to fall, he suddenly saw that Tan Weiran snapped his fingers casually, and it seemed to be a light sword, but it made the sky and the earth change color in an instant, the wind and clouds swept away, and the purple thunder that covered the sky and the sun broke out!

How could this masked man be the spirit of the sword!

Chen Qi's liver and gall were broken, and he slashed horizontally and vertically with a crazy knife, this knife technique that had killed countless people, it was difficult to break through this thunder light that did not seem to be dense.

The purple light was like a storm at its peak, blowing wildly. Except for Feng Yiting, few people can detect a touch of blue light in the purple.

When the smoke dissipated, Chen Qi's body fell from mid-air like a piece of charcoal, falling into pieces.

Issei Sword Spirit!

Feng Yiting and the other Lingyou powerhouse changed their expressions drastically, and they gasped.

Tan Weiran's eyes were shining brightly, and the tip of the sword slowly hung down on the ground, making a soft snapping sound, as if it was striking on the hearts of the three people.

This is what I helped you kill, Brother Cheng.

Now, there's Rui'er's ...... If you owe Rui'er, I will help her take it back bit by bit.

After all, I am a very simple person, I like to be happy and revenge, I love those who love me, and I also like to return a tooth for a tooth, blood for blood.

So, I'll do it.

That's what I am!

The killing intent was hot in his chest, and Tan Weiran moved forward slowly and resolutely, the tip of the sword dragged on the ground, making a rattling sound, as if scratching the tip of his heart, and there was a suffocating oppressive force hidden in the dark.

Feng Yiting's heart suddenly pounded, beating violently, vaguely remembering that this unique thunder and lightning sword spirit seemed to be similar!

Be...... Be...... The one who collapsed to fight the wind and snow on the Heavenly Peak!

That guy with a sword in his arms!

Feng Yiting's heart stopped beating in an instant. (To be continued)

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