Don't say anything, old dark code words.

The sword is a sixth-order sword, and Tan Weiran has used it to pierce the hearts of many people, and I don't know how many opponents he has killed.

At this moment, Tan Weiran did not hesitate to stab this sword into his body, the tip of the sword did not enter his heart, and he was not safe because it was his own sword and his body. The sword pierced through so easily.

Blood flowed from the blood groove of the sword's body, quickly and exuding a hot breath.

Then, Tan Weiran clenched the hilt of the sword, as if he had been stabbed not by himself, but by a piece of pork, as if he did not feel the slightest pain. His expression did not change at all, he only raised his head slightly, revealing coldness and calmness: "Let her go!"

The determination revealed in a moment is enough to make people's hearts palpitate.

Even a blind person can read the determination contained in this calm tone, a sense of strength that will definitely burn jade, like the strength and will of the stormy waves. As long as you hear and see what is being said, you will definitely believe it and understand it.

The gray-clothed man couldn't help but be moved, the true qi condensed by the palm knife was reduced countless times, and the light hand of the cloud and breeze fanned in the air, and it was really not a trace of fireworks.

When the strength is strong to a point, it will inevitably be impossible to hide it, and the gray-clothed man doesn't bother to hide this strength at all. Maybe in his opinion, there is really no need to hide anything in front of ants, they are not enemies, and they are not even qualified to be opponents.

Yan Duwu is a little careless in dealing with people, but he is very sensitive in the martial arts field, and in an instant, he sensed a roar of unrivaled power: "Who is it?"

An absolutely terrifying force blasted past the peak, and in the rumbling shock, half of the mountain collapsed like a broken ice ridge under the eaves of winter.

Yan Duwu seemed to be fanned by an invisible big hand, flying upside down for ten miles like a meteor. He fell and plowed a straight trench in the earth.

Rushing out of the mud and rubble with a bang, Yan Duwu staggered under her feet, her face was gray and her face was pale and she opened her mouth to vomit out small mouthfuls of blood, her eyes were full of horror, and only she knew best how powerful the previous palm was.

It's not a god!

The word broken void poured out of his mind, and Yan Duwu's blood suddenly seemed to be ignited by some kind of exuberant fighting spirit. I almost couldn't help but rush to fight again, when suddenly a flash of inspiration:

"The person who can capture him alive must be strong......"

She shouted that she didn't necessarily lose to Tan Weiran, but she actually understood Tan Weiran's strength. If the other party can be captured alive, how difficult is it to catch her alive?

"I should go to the master to save this idiot!" Yan Duwu thought to herself, stomping her feet and rushing away.

Tan Weiran sat still, and only hoped that Yan Duwu would be smarter this time.

"She can't die. ”

The man in gray sat cross-legged, as if the whole process was just a trivial matter for him to raise his hand. Turned his face to look at Tan Weiran. There is a rare look of appreciation in his eyes, this cleverness, this ruthlessness, and this friendship of the same family, who can deny it?

It's easy to blackmail someone. I am afraid that there are not many people who dare to stab themselves without hesitation and threaten themselves.

"Thank you. Tan Weiran didn't even look at the direction of Yan Solo's dance. Not even a glance. It seems that he doesn't care about Yan Duwu's life or death at all. In fact, he knew that since the gray-clothed man on the other side said it, Yan Duwu would definitely not die.

It's not that he doesn't care about Yan Duwu's life or death, but he really doesn't dare and can't be distracted.

In front of this gray man, if he is slightly distracted, he will die.

The facial features of the man in gray are very ordinary, and his appearance gives people an unexpectedly outstanding impression. It was as if there was something other than his appearance that added a lot of vividness to his ordinary features, many extraordinary: "If she doesn't die, you may not live." ”

There was an indescribable indifference in this person's words, but he couldn't help talking about it, and said with a smile: "From the moment when Dazun personally arrested me. I just thought my life was gone. Life or death, but Erer. ”

A strange smile appeared in the gray-clothed man: "You are open-minded at a young age, but life and death are not simple. Death is not the end, but perhaps another beginning. ”

Tan Weiran smiled: "I am a small character, for Dazun, it is equivalent to an ant, why should Dazun scare me." ”

The man in gray was noncommittal: "Some people are born big people, and some people have to go down step by step." From a small role to a big person, from a little disciple to a great elder, this is how the road came out. I'm not afraid to see me, there aren't many people who don't tremble, you can look so calm at a young age, and you may not be a big man in the future. But ......"

"But if you die, there is no future. ”

The man in gray said lightly: "There are a number of geniuses in every generation, and there are such geniuses falling every day, no more than you, no less than you." ”

Tan Weiran sighed and said very sincerely: "Actually, no matter whether I am a big man or a small person, my life cannot be compared with the Great Bright Sword, whether it is a hundred me or ten thousand me." I know that very well, and I have always understood it. ”

"So ......"

Tan Weiran's tone paused, and he concentrated and said: "I am the only one in this world who knows where the Great Bright Sword of the Dao is hidden. ”

The man in gray frowned slightly, it wasn't that he had just discovered this young man's difficulty. From the moment he caught the people, he found that this young man was clear-headed, self-aware, and not a man who would be easily shaken by fear.

From Tan Weiran facing him calmly, facing death threats, and refusing to hand over the Great Bright Sword, the man in gray knew that the road was very tricky. With his strength, there are really not many things in this world that cannot be solved. This time, he really bumped into one.

After nightfall, the birds and beasts in the valley occasionally come out to move, and the birds and beasts call the insects, intertwined together to inject some freshness into the night.

The gray-clothed man suddenly felt something, suddenly turned his head, his eyes glanced to the east, and a pair of eyes that seemed to have no pupils almost gave people the illusion that they could see through the mountains.

It's not that he doesn't have pupils, it's just that the pupils are gray, and the gray is creepy.

Tan Weiran's expression remained unchanged. I sighed in my heart: "It's not good, it must be the ancestors." Yan Duwu suddenly appeared here, he must have come to me with the ancestor, and now people must be coming here......"

Here, there is a super strong man who wants to take away the Great Bright Sword.

The gray-clothed man's eyes turned playful, and he moved back from the sky: "You are a smart child. I'll give you another chance. ”

Suddenly, Tan Wei's heart was full of cold sweat, soaked his clothes, and exhaled a heavy breath: "There is a compliment, I know what the Dao Dazun wants to do, and I also want to remind the Dazun that this could have been a transaction, and there was no need to use force." ”

The gray-clothed man's eyes froze, and his expression was slightly solemn. Tan Weiran's tone was paused. "In this deal, you can get the Great Bright Sword, and we can get the materials to rebuild the sect." This is not a transaction for me alone, but a transaction for everyone up and down in our entire sect. ”

As he spoke, Tan Weiran's tone was mixed with the sound of gold and stone, and he gradually straightened his waist, as hard as a rock, and grinned. It exudes a fierceness like a beast.

Almost at the same time, Tan Weiran felt two waves of familiar divine thoughts sweep over his body. Stir up the hairs of the whole body and stand up.

It's too late.

It's Mingkong and Su Yi's divine thoughts!

Since he came under the nose of such a super strong man as the man in gray, it was difficult to escape.

Three figures flew in the dark sky, among them, Yan Duwu pointed quickly, and his divine thoughts scanned the situation in the valley almost in no particular order, and Mingkong and Su Yi blurted out: "Found it!"

People burst out with astonishing brilliance and speed in the dark night, like three meteorites falling from the nine heavens. Above the Nine Heavens. The sharp light in Mingkong's eyes was as pressing as a sword qi, and a sword made a sonorous and crisp sound, slashing in the air, and a bright sword qi covered the sky and the sun exploded.

The light is dazzling, and it seems to pass through time and space in a flash.

Su Yi couldn't help but secretly admire on the side. This disciple is indeed the most powerful among the elders of the sect and the one with the highest achievements in the future. Yan Duwu was stunned at a glance, and while his eyebrows flew and he was excited, he felt that if he had Mingkong's age, he would definitely be much stronger than Mingkong.

The power of the clear sky is beyond the scope of the divine illumination realm, a ray of surprise appeared on the gray-clothed man's expression, and he looked at Tan Weiran calmly, slowly raised his hand, and a layer of faint water burst out in the palm of his palm, and the sword of the overlord was actually eliminated into invisibility.

There was a wisp of miserable white sword qi left at the end of the day, and it fell into the palm of the gray-clothed man and snuffed out the sword qi with his fingers closed, looking at Tan Weiran, he slashed into the sky with his backhand, and a faint voice echoed in the sky: "I will also give you a palm as a return gift!"

With a bland palm split, the ripples in the air can be faintly seen with the naked eye. Only a person with sufficient eyesight can catch the slightest spatial fluctuation in the ripples of the air.

Yan Duwu couldn't see it, how could Su Yi and Mingkong not find out, they were terrified in an instant. As strong as a clear sky, a sword was slashed like a thunderbolt, and it was still slashed by a palm and flew out of twenty miles with a muffled snort, and fell to the ground fiercely, just those residual forces blasted the earth out of a cracked shape, spreading hundreds of feet.

The gray-clothed man turned his face coldly and expressionlessly to look at Tan Weiran, and even his voice was indifferent: "How." ”

Tan Weiran smiled, and without thinking about it, he turned over and stabbed a sword into his body, blood flowed gurgling, and the remaining peaceful words floated in the air: "If you want to kill him, I can't stop you, but I can make you Huangquan Dao never get the Great Bright Sword." ”

The gray-clothed man frowned and stood up, stretched out his hand, and a sword appeared in his palm, and a ghostly light condensed between his fingers: "Styx Sword!"

A sword hung upside down, as if the River Styx was gushing out of the Nine Shadows, pouring down the entire sky and earth, covering all things.

Even in the dark, you can still see that from the front of the gray-clothed man, a gray yin qi covers the earth with a fan, bringing the breath of absolute death, and everywhere it goes, it all becomes lifeless.

Su Yi and Yan Duwu were horrified, and found that they couldn't resist this terrible blow at all, and they both fell from the sky, from their skin to their pupils, they were faintly covered with a faint layer of gray and black, taking away all the luster.

That's the Nine Dead Breaths. (To be continued......)