"Whew!"

Qingli Yashan sword came out of the sheath, turned into Xuanguang, and slashed straight behind Luo Chen with a sword.

"Hmm, you are the genius of the Sword Pavilion, that is, you make my Sword Pavilion a big disgrace? Okay, let's take your life first!" The incomparably feminine voice that could not distinguish between men and women sounded again, and in an instant, a palm as white as jade appeared in the void, and gently and skillfully slapped at the Yashan Sword.

"Poof!"

Qingli's body trembled violently as if it had been struck by lightning, and he took several big steps backwards. Her face turned blue and red for a while, and finally, a burst of red light flashed before the layer of cyan was suppressed.

"Huh!"

A move shook Qing Li back, and the person who came seemed to be a little surprised: "You are just a cultivator in the realm of Zhongcheng Mystery, but you can block my palm, it's really terrifying...... This has strengthened my determination to kill you!"

The man's voice was sticky and greasy, like a poisonous snake winding around it, causing goosebumps on one's skin. The palm of the hand turned abruptly and slapped towards Qingli.

"Stop!"

As soon as the shouts began, I saw that a volcano seemed to erupt not far away, burning the void so red that it turned red. Pei Duoduo and Li Zijing joined hands, and a bright light burst out from the two of them respectively.

"Eight Laws of Flame!"

Fire knives, fire swords, fire rulers, fire spears, fire axes, fire sticks, fire fans, and fire axes lit up from behind them, and with a bang, they converged into a flame weapon that spanned the sky, and blasted straight towards this figure.

"Bang!"

The person who came could no longer be invisible, and a phantom-like mirror in the space distorted, and then a slender figure appeared.

He was remarkably handsome, with a face so white that there was no hair, and his eyelashes were more delicately groomed than the most beautiful of women.

But everyone can see that this is clearly a man!

He stared at the flying flame weapon, and there was a solemnity in his eyes: "There are more and more interesting young people now...... If I wipe you out too, I don't know how much fun this Eastern Realm will lose. ”

The feminine man raised his sleeve robe suddenly, and a bloody shadow shot out of his sleeve, and as soon as it shot out, it turned into a roaring blood beast and swallowed the flame weapon.

"Poof!"

The flame weapon was swallowed by it in one bite, and what Pei Duoduo and Li Zijing teamed up to perform was a secret method obtained from the flame territory in the Heavenly Palace, if they could exert all of their liliang, they would be able to match the powerhouses of the realm.

It's a pity that their cultivation is far from enough, this blow is enough to kill Chun Chunzi and the others, but it's a pity that it is still far from enough in the face of this feminine man!

The two of them spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and Olli was cut off alive, and the feeling was like a broken heartstring, unspeakable pain.

"Roar!"

After devouring the flame weapon, the blood light stood proudly in the air like a spirit, and its red eyes swept across the audience, and an incomparably fierce and cruel aura came out.

On closer inspection, the blood shadow took on a human form, but with a long tail dragging behind it. In addition, its muscles are extremely strong, and its hands and feet are much thicker than ordinary people.

When they see its face, the timid people will be frightened to the cold of their hands and feet, and the face of this blood shadow is like a mirror, reflecting dozens of different faces, as if it was pieced together by dozens of different people.

"Blood Soul Sword Technique!, he is the owner of the Burial Sword Village, 'Wan Fa Ji'!" someone in the crowd couldn't help but shout in horror.

The feminine man turned his eyes and glanced at him, pursed his lips and smiled: "That's right, but unfortunately, there is no award." ”

The man he was watching was also a cultivator of the Mystery Realm, but unfortunately he didn't even dare to move in front of him, seeing that Wan Faji had no killing intent, he was embarrassed to burrow into the crowd and never dared to appear again.

"Shhh

At this moment, all the people who had heard of Wan Faji's murderous name all took a step back and avoided it from a distance. Such as Sword Pavilion, Yulong Island and so on, although it is better than the Burial Sword Village.

But when it comes to fame, it's still a bit out of reach. Because when this owner of Wanzhuang was young, he didn't know how many times he had done the slaughter of people.

Especially after he cultivated this blood soul sword technique, when he was fighting, he directly devoured the strong Yuan Shen with his blood soul to enhance his own strength. His methods are so ferocious and vicious that even ordinary Mystic Realm powerhouses dare not mention his reputation.

It was only with one person and one sword that the peerless fierce men such as the old man with the sword forced Wan Faji to bow his head!

"Well, Xiao Nizi's appearance is really likable. ”

After glancing at Qingli, Wan Faji praised with a smile, there was no murderous aura in her tone, but the content made people's scalps tingle: "People who like it hate to scratch your little face and put a few sword holes in your chest." ”

As soon as the words fell, there were suddenly more ancient tombs behind him, and on top of each ancient tomb there was a twisted and painful figure-

Qing Li felt a strong murderous aura enveloping him, this Ten Thousand Fa Ji was already a cultivator at the peak of the Mystery Realm, even compared to the old man with a negative sword in the past.

The powerful power of the illusion that has become the essence is pressed, Rao is cultivation has become a mystery, Qingli is still cold hands and feet, unable to move!

"So, you die!"

Wan Faji's expression was still gentle, but under this gentle skin, it was like a giant python hidden, and the bloodthirsty snake letter had already been spit out, enveloping Qingli calmly.

In the ancient tombs, the blood soul was entrenched in it, licking his lips excitedly, his blood-colored claws were grabbed off, and in the blink of an eye, he was close to his forehead.

Life and death, in this moment!

"Boom!"

It was as if a meteorite had slammed into the earth, and the blood-colored claws struck the ground as a long sword struck through the air, striking right against it.

A thousand out of the sheath!

The sound of a violent cracking suddenly rose, and the Thousand Evil Sword slashed away with unparalleled power, and fine cracks appeared on the illusory blood-colored claws.

It's as if it's frozen all at once!

"Boom!"

After a brief pause, the cracks on the surface of the blood-colored claws continued to expand, and finally exploded when they reached the arm, shattering into countless pieces and shooting out in all directions.

"What!?"

I don't know how many people showed surprised expressions, in their opinion, the peak powerhouse of the Mystery Realm made a move, and Qingli was already certain to die. No matter how many geniuses there were, no one could save her.

There are kind-hearted people who have silently sympathized with her in their hearts, but they didn't expect that the killing blow would be blocked by someone! Moreover, this person actually injured the blood soul with a sword?

A series of shocked eyes followed the sword body, and slowly fell on the palm of the slender bamboo, and then fell on the figure of the black robe-

With the long sword in his hand, the Xuanpao figure stepped forward and quietly blocked Qingli behind him. His face was indifferent, but there was a maddening ridicule in his tone: "Something that is neither male nor female, get out!"