The white sword light blew across the sky like the wind, and it seemed that even the air was frozen at this moment.

Bang, a black shadow fell from the wind and fell straight to the ground, motionless.

With a bang, Hu Lie's tower-like figure fell to the ground, his body shook slightly, he gritted his teeth, and finally did not fall.

He wiped the blood from his mouth, didn't even look at the dead black-robed man, walked to Hou Xiaoyou's side, tore off his tattered clothes, found a few branches, and gently fixed the latter's broken arm, and then squatted on the ground, gasping for breath.

The martial artist of the Spirit Clan, who had returned to the first realm, staggered over, at this time, one of his left arms had been broken, and he was tightly tied to the wound with a clothing belt, glanced at Hou Xiaoyou, who was unconscious underground, and said hoarsely: "Tiger Lie Gongzi, what should we do next?"

Hu Lie's body was strong and strong, with a swarthy complexion, and every part was full of strength, but now he was dissatisfied with the hideous wounds, and blood was still oozing out in some places.

He looked at the only five people left on his side, who were scarred, frowned and said, "Find a safe place, recuperate from your injuries first, and talk about the rest later!"

Compared to Lei Luo's side, their luck was even worse, although there were only seven black-robed people chasing and killing, there were actually three guys who returned to the first realm.

But fortunately, after a hard battle, they finally annihilated all the opponents.

And the price they paid was that eight were killed, three were seriously injured, Hou Xiaoyou was unconscious, and the only clansman who returned to the first realm was also cut off an arm.

And he was covered with wounds, and even the skin and flesh were turned over in several serious places, which looked very terrifying.

A few people bandaged it briefly, placed the corpses of the clansmen on the spot, covered them neatly with rocks, and then found some branches, made a simple stretcher, and carried Hou Xiaoyou down the mountain from the other side with difficulty.

As soon as the group of six people arrived at the foot of the mountain, they heard a buzzing echo from the valley, and Hu Lie looked up at the west, and after a while, his face suddenly changed: "It's not good!

He turned back to the crowd and said, "Everyone, my brother is in danger, I will go and save him, and the little monkey will ask everyone!"

"But......" The Broken Arm Warrior said worriedly, "You are too seriously injured, the most important thing now is to recover your cultivation! If it is really that Terran boy there, wouldn't it be tantamount to death if you go like this!"

Hu Lie smiled: "The elder said that my life is very hard, and I won't die like this, take care!" As he spoke, he hugged his fists at a few people, glanced at Hou Xiaoyou deeply, and turned around and galloped towards the faintly visible smoke and dust.

"Alas, his temper is really as I heard before!" Looking at Hu Lie's back, the expression on the face of the Broken Arm Warrior was very complicated, both admiration and emotion, but also with some pride, of course, more worry and helplessness.

......

......

Rumble!

A slightly grayish-white palm landed on the wide black sword, and the surging and uncast power came, like a wave, Dao Yuan's face turned pale, spit out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly fell back dozens of zhang away, and there was a fiery burning pain in his chest, as if it was about to crack.

Zhan Luo's expression was cold, his right hand moved slightly, and the Soul Snatcher Rope rolled towards the sword spirit next to him, and a faint black mist appeared on the rope's body, exuding an extremely cold viscous aura, forming a whirlpool, trapping the sword spirit inside.

"When I catch and refine you, my strength will definitely increase greatly, and when the time comes, among the thirty-six demon generals, I will at least be able to enter the top ten. ”

Without saying a word, the sword spirit rushed left and right, trying his best to resist the smaller and smaller whirlpool.

This soul snatcher rope has a very large suppressive effect on soul power, although he is not a soul cultivator, but without the protection of the entity, he has also been affected a lot, and his original strength cannot be fully exerted, and he has lost the upper hand.

The vortex gradually retracted, and the place where the sword spirit could move became smaller, and the situation became even worse.

The phantom flickered, and he rushed into the sky.

The corners of Zhan Luo's mouth twitched, as if he had been prepared, the soul snatcher rope circled and danced wildly, and five sharp iron claws grabbed it on the head.

The sword spirit slapped out with a palm, shaking the iron claw away, but he also fell to the ground again.

"This bastard, his strength is really strong!Sure enough, he has been tempered from countless killing battles!"

Although he was not panicked, he was helpless for a while, looking at the narrower and narrower whirlpool, although he had a move in his heart to crack it, but at the moment he was powerless, and he couldn't use it at all.

Dao Yuan saw the whirlpool like a silkworm cocoon, and he didn't know what the situation inside was, so he was in a hurry, and stepped forward in a few steps, and with a ball of light spit out by Jin Er, the starlight of the sword of life and death flickered, and the seven-foot-long sword was extremely condensed, and it slashed down at the soul snatching rope.

Zhan Luo's left palm stretched out suddenly, and directly grabbed the ball of light, which was instantly pinched into a puff of light, and the castration of the palm of his hand did not stop, and it fell on the shoulder of Dao Yuan.

Dao Yuan flew up in the air, smashed a large tree, and turned over several times before finally unloading that force.

After landing on the ground, looking at his left arm, which he didn't know whether it was dislocated or broken, his eyes were covered with a strange red.

He didn't know it before, but now he finally understood that his body was flowing with the blood of the demon clan, and this layer of red was probably a sign of demonization.

The emotions became violent in an instant, and a crazy feeling of murder appeared in his mind, and he suddenly crossed a distance of dozens of zhang, this time, directly towards Zhan Luo.

"Qiankun jade shattered!"

Four heavy words burst out of his mouth.

The sword of the heart's death!

With the determination to move forward and fight against the water.

The sword body of the Sword of Life and Death seemed to be countless times larger in an instant, the boundless black covered the heavens and the earth, and a faint layer of golden purple color contained in it, and countless bits of starlight appeared one after another, almost covering all the places covered in black.

If you look closely, you will find that there are many more stars lit up than before, and at first they are sparse, but now they become quite dense, much like the countless stars in the sky at night.

The breath of death filled the mountains and forests, and the rocks on the ground could not withstand such power, and there were even small cracks like spider webs, and the scattered branches and leaves on the ground were swept up by the wind to the sky at an unknown height, and then floated in all directions.

Zhan Luo's eyes shrank, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, he didn't know what this move was, but he knew that it was not only the move that was really powerful, but also the killing intent that would die, and the determination to burn the jade.

He even felt a great threat inside, and although the power of this sword was not enough to kill him, it could inflict great damage.

Some gray palms turned upward, and a thick black mist appeared from the palms, and the cold wind whistled, as if thousands of devils were roaring in the mist.

At this time, Zhan Luo's attention had completely shifted from the sword spirit to those starlights, with a somewhat solemn expression on his face, his lips were closed, and his eyes were cold.

In an instant, the starlight collided with the black fog.

Countless forces raged in all directions, and the hard mountain stone immediately disappeared into a thick layer, and circle after circle of qi waves centered on the two of them, spreading out towards the periphery, blowing everything into the distance.

The starlight is getting stronger and stronger, wanting to illuminate all the gloom.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, intent on engulfing the bright sky.

The rumbling explosions continued to sound, and thousands of miles away, countless birds rose into the air, fleeing from the originally safe nest in a hurry.

(End of chapter)