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The tip of the sword hung down leisurely and landed on the white jade slab in the hall, making a loud sound. This sound is like the beat of the drums of war.

The ashes floated, the candlelight flickered, and in an alternative way, every figure was constantly changing in the light.

Dressed in black, with a black scarf on his face. Pulling a slender and long figure, slowly swaying with the candlelight, like the ink color jumping out of the shadows, like a slender line of ink, slowly bringing an indescribable weirdness and depression.

The tip of the sword dragged over the white jade slab full of luxurious colors, leaving a shallow trace. At the same time, it also emits a tactful and low zizi sound. It seemed to be dragged on the hearts of Feng Yiting and the three of them, and was dragged by the tip of the sword on the tip of the heart, leaving an indelible scar.

This situation and this scene filled the hall with an indescribable sense of weirdness and oppression, a suffocating condensation atmosphere.

It seems that this black shadow incarnated by Tan Weiran has brought an inexplicable magic that unconsciously disturbs people's hearts.

When the hair is straightened, the pores are opened, and at the same time, it is soaked in cold sweat. Feng Yiting suddenly realized that this was a sign that her mind had been taken away, and she was in a cold sweat for a while, and said sharply: "Who is Your Excellency!"

No one knows the horror in Feng Yiting's heart, but she can rely on one person and one sword to bring such a huge oppressive force invisibly, so that she, a god, can't help but be impacted by her mind, which can be called terrifying.

Tan Weiran's voice was low: "Ask me." Why not ask Yang Tianqi. ”

Feng Yiting was naturally not stupid, and suddenly realized. It turned out that the black-clothed masked man in front of him was the father-killing enemy "Xu Weiran" in Yang Tianqi's mouth.

Yang Tianqi, who has a handsome face that always looks pale, is full of indifference and indifference, and there seems to be no surprise at all, as if Tan Weiran appeared here. is the most reasonable and ordinary thing: "You're finally here." ”

Tan Weiran said lightly: "With what you did, how could I not come." ”

Yang Tianqi said indifferently: "Actually, I have always regretted it. Last time. I would have had a chance to kill you, I could have killed you before you killed my father. ”

"Yes......" Tan Weiran nodded and admitted, "Not bad." You've had a chance. ”

As far as the conversation is concerned, it is not a problem to fight alone, and it may not be possible to get out of it with a large number of enemies. If one holds the true realm, it is not his opponent, if it is ten, twenty, or even a hundred, it is difficult to say.

No matter how powerful Tan Weiran is alone, he can't stand the large number of Spirit Wandering Realm and True Realm under the command of King Ming Yang.

"Last time, you were lucky. There are helpers again. Yang Tianqi didn't have the slightest emotion, stared at Tan Weiran and said, "This time, you made a mistake. ”

Tan Weiran tilted his head slightly, revealing doubts.

Yang Tianqi said indifferently: "You shouldn't be in a hurry to kill me, but you should wait for your helper first." This. No one can help you, and no one can save you. So, from the moment you set foot here, you're dead. ”

Gently pinching his eyebrows, he talked about countless thoughts in his mind, I don't know why. With experience and sense of smell, he felt that Yang Tianqi's words had some vague reservations.

Feng Yiting looked at the corpses of Wang Mengda and Chen Qi, her weakened anger surged again, and she gritted her teeth and said coldly: "Xu Weiran, if you kill our people from Luoxia Sect, don't think about leaving alive today." ”

Glancing at Yang Tianqi, who was pale, Feng Yiting sneered, this time it happened to be done together. Killing the person in front of him can avenge Wang Mengda and others, and can also make Yang Tianqi, who has a bright future, completely return to his heart and become a true disciple.

It must be known that Yang Tianqi is only in his thirties, and he has the cultivation of the Spirit Wandering Realm, the Jin Mansion has been opened, and he has already condensed ten percent of the sword intent. Even if this is placed in the Luoxia Sect, it is a well-deserved first-class genius.

In this martial arts competition, so far, only eleven or twelve young martial artists who have condensed their sword spirit have been found, and eight have been in the Spirit Wandering Realm. You must know that among the geniuses of the three hundred worlds, there are only more than 20 outstanding ones.

Yang Tianqi is in his thirties and is in the Spirit Wandering Realm, and he is definitely a first-class genius, not necessarily much worse. To have such a genius would basically lay the foundation for at least 500 years of the future.

"I didn't want to live like this. Tan Weiran said lightly: "Since I am here, either you will die or I will die." ”

After a pause, Tan Weiran bowed slightly, and said in a condensed voice: "Yang Tianqi, I only want to ask you, where is Rui'er?"

Yang Tianqi, who was indifferent, suddenly had a strange, distorted smile on his face, and he actually laughed out loud, and gradually turned into a wild laugh: "Dead, of course dead." You kill my father, destroy my country, I kill your sister, it's just a courtesy, haha!"

The sound of wild laughter, incessant agitation, bombarded Tan Weiran's heart like thunder and lightning.

Anger and sorrow are like a kind of ignited oil, which grows from the bottom of the heart and surging at the fastest speed. Then, a rush of brains rushed to his head, and he let out an earth-shattering roar.

The whistling sound was full of sorrow and sorrow, and it shook for ten miles, and Tan Weiran stomped his feet violently, and the whole hall shook instantly, almost bouncing. The violent energy, overwhelmingly erupted from Tan Weiran's body, blowing in all directions of the hall.

"Since Rui'er is gone, then you can go to the funeral together!"

Tan Weiran is like a wild lion, looking up to the sky and roaring into the sky. With a flick of the sword, it turned into a crazy thunderbolt, and those dizzying purple lights suddenly slapped away like waves.

The entire hall shattered and turned to ashes in an instant.

"Boundless leaves. ”

Feng Yiting's body twisted flutteringly, and in the waving of the double blades, the aura of the sword was stirred. In an instant, the fallen leaves drifted away, and the boundless and boundless talk was not included in it.

The purple thunder and lightning collided with the boundless fallen leaves, and immediately exploded into endless waves of qi, and the energy that rolled up in an instant turned into an absolute impact energy, which erupted from the two of them, and blew a radius of fifty zhang into the sky.

Yang Tianqi and another Luoxia Sect elder named Lu Qing were indifferent. A roar slammed into the air at the same time.

Tan Weiran let out a muffled snort, like a kite with a broken string falling dozens of feet. At the same time that a volley rolled to the ground, Lu Qing and the three of them followed almost like a shadow.

In an instant, Tan Weiran rubbed his body and moved, as if he had disappeared in place, an endless purple storm. Suddenly the world was shaken.

A terrifying purple thunderbolt rose into the sky like a cloud of smoke from the place where Tan Weiran stood. Expanding and then bursting out, it turned into a flood of impact sword qi, sweeping across a hundred feet.

"Kill him!" purple light shrouded in light. But he couldn't block the vision of Feng Yiting and the three of them, Feng Yiting screamed and shouted: "Pay for your life with your life, pay for your blood debt with blood." ”

The killing intent was full of energy, precipitating in Tan Weiran's chest, and colliding back and forth fiercely. Appeared in front of Lu Qing like a ghost, raised his hand, and burst out!

Earthwalk Dragon Claw Hand!

The earth-walking dragon claw hand is already strong and powerful, and it combines more than two percent of the physical strength, and bursts out in the chest together. The terrifying fist intent suddenly fell on this Lu Qing. With a bang, both of them snorted.

That's right, tooth for tooth, life for life, blood debt for blood!

Thinking about Rui'er giggling. Thinking about Rui'er's pouting, thinking about Rui'er's obedient appearance, thinking about Rui'er's cute appearance that seems to understand whether she understands or not......

Rui'er, the big brother is incompetent, he failed to protect you, and he failed to save you. But. At least Big Brother can ...... for you Revenge, blood debt and blood payment!

Luoxia Sect dares to protect Yang Tianqi, I will let Luoxia Sect be martyred for you!

Mourning and anger were blocked in the heart, eager to explode, Tan Weiran roared and shook the sky, stomped his feet, twisted his waist, and poured his fist with force. With all his might, a punch was thrown out in an instant.

In a moment's selflessness, this skill that has only recently been comprehended and tempered will be displayed smoothly!

The strength of the flesh exploded, breaking through step by step, and blending with the fist intent, it was the first time that it reached thirty percent!

The moment his fists were staggered, Lu Qing's body was shocked, and he looked at the masked Tan Weiran in front of him with a mixture of anger, a monstrous force accompanied by fist intent, and the roar beat him to a muffled snort, his blood boiled, his throat was sweet, and he was terrified.

I can't figure out why the masked man in front of him suddenly has a lot of strength.

When he took a step back, he saw Tan Weiran's extremely hidden mouth spitting thunder, and a blue light quietly hit Lu Qingxin's mouth in the fastest and most sudden way.

It's actually ...... Fifth-Order Secret Technique!

It's like talking about all the opponents who have fought against each other and have experienced the Qinglian breath technique. At the same time that Lu Qing was horrified, it was also difficult to guard against this terrifying master killing secret technique, and at the same time that the four-petal blue lotus hit him, the four-petal lotus bloomed and shot into his body.

Like a blade, four petals drilled into the body and writhed, and everywhere they went, they were twisted to pieces. The blood-colored flowers bloomed one after another, and they actually looked brilliant.

Eating a sword move from behind him, relying on the ten-fold golden body to barely resist a move, Tan Weiran snorted and spurted blood, and he raised his head to be the smoothest punch, fusing three percent of the body's strength and ten percent of the punch intent to explode!

Lu Qing's golden body happened to be pierced by the Qinglian Breath Technique, and he was immediately bombarded by a punch, and his entire head was blown to pieces, sprinkling a rain of bone and blood plasma.

"Hahaha, that's a good point, it's blood debt!"

After killing one person, Tan Weiran's anger did not subside, but he roared wildly, soaring up to the nine heavens, shocking: "You Luoxia Sect want to protect Yang Tianqi, then you will unify the Nine Shadows for Rui'er to be buried!"

Feng Yiting screamed wildly, waving her twin blades, and she poured out two percent of the sword spirit frantically: "The sword spirit is very remarkable." However, do you think that if you know how to be brave, you will be invincible in the world? Hahaha, you will, I will, there are more people who will. ”

"Just because you also want to be the enemy of our Luoxia Sect, when you can get out of here alive, it's not too late to talk about it!"

In the night, the light reflects each other, which is extraordinarily brilliant and extraordinarily dangerous.

Before Feng Yiting's words fell, she had already noticed an absolutely unusual aura.

I saw Tan Weiran's eyes calm, exuding a terrifying murderous aura like the return of a ghost domain, and even a bloody aura that seemed to kill countless people. Just raise your hand with a sword lightly!

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, and boundless purple shrouded the earth.

Feng Yiting once again really felt a suffocating force, enveloping this side of the world, and the aura was like a tide, surging more than before.

"It's ......"

Feng Yiting's heart seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, like being struck by lightning!

This is...... Forty percent sword spirit!(To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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