The man was covered in blood, with more than a dozen wounds on his body, deep into the white bones, and not dying was already considered a great blessing. And his legs were broken, wrapped in a white cloth, and the man's face was bloodless, pale and weak, and extremely embarrassed.

"His strength is too strong, and there are two masters of the Spirit Ruins Realm in their group, we have been deceived! Except for me, the other two are dead...... They also said, let's send people to the Haotian Realm directly, and kill as many as we want!" the man endured the severe pain. His leg was cut off by the proprietress , he climbed all the way back, and when he passed by the street, he was looked away by many people, extremely disgusted, no one was willing to help him ventilate the news club Zhao family to help, but fortunately he saw the people of the Zhao family on the road.

In fact, he didn't run away by himself, he was let go by Ji Mingyuan, in order to let him come back to report the news, otherwise he would have been cut off by the boss lady with a sword.

"How can this be reasonable, such a big tone, actually openly against our clan, send me someone, raise your head to see me!" Zhao Siming said coldly.

"Report!" another man ran into the main hall and fell to his knees, with something to report.

"Say!" Zhao Yannan said coldly.

"Now the word has spread in the city, saying that we are narrow-minded, and if we fail to compete in martial arts, we will send people to hunt down and kill those scattered cultivators, and we have also killed two masters of the Spirit Ruin Realm, and some people say that our family is in the middle of the road and cannot become a climate!"

"Bastard, do you really think that there is no one in our clan? I'll lead someone to kill them now!" Zhao Yanxun said angrily, and walked out quickly!

Zhao Siming sat on the chair, his eyes were a little cold, if it weren't for the fact that the plan was at a critical juncture now, he would be sitting here, and he couldn't transfer any manpower now, otherwise even if he didn't take action himself, he would let a master of the Vast Heaven Realm kill Ji Mingyuan and them all, and hang his head high on their Zhao family's martial arts arena, how could he tolerate a few scattered cultivators bullying him?

"The patriarch is angry, Yan Xun is already a fourfold master of the Spirit Ruin Realm, and he will definitely be able to capture it with his hands on the people, and the scattered cultivation of the Spirit Pattern Realm is just a mantis arm as a car! We still focus on the overall situation!" said a white-bearded old man.

"Hmm!" Zhao Yannan said coldly, not wanting to speak, covering his head with his hands, and didn't know what he was pondering.

......

Zhao Yanxun took more than a dozen masters of the Spirit Ruin Realm to control the flying sword and fly into the air, flying into the air, which attracted many people to look up.

"Zhao Yanxun, what is he going to do? Who is this going to kill?" passers-by were puzzled when they saw Zhao Yanxun's posture.

"Is it really to chase down the defeat of that Sanxiu, and now I want to take revenge?"

Now that the word has spread in the city, Zhao Yannan was defeated by a loose cultivator named Ji Mingyuan, Zhao Jiaqi just shot three masters of the Spirit Ruins Realm to chase and kill, and was killed by two, and now he sent someone to chase and kill?

Zhao Yanxun flew into the air with thirteen Spirit Ruin Realm masters of the Imperial Sword, and the long wind sounded in his ears, blowing their clothes into a wild dance, and following the path of the previous person, they chased the wind and waves, and it didn't take long for them to come to an ancient forest.

The ancient forest and ancient trees are towering, the clouds and mist are entangled, the huge ancient forest is like a deep mountain old forest, and now the sun is setting, this ancient forest is somewhat quiet, secluded!

"Young Master!" they stopped in the air and stepped on the spirit sword, and a man turned his head to look at Zhao Yanxun and asked.

"Pretend to be a ghost and kill it!" Zhao Yanxun said coldly.

"Yes!" The man arched his hand, and the flying sword turned into a streamer and flew out, driving him into the clouds and mist, and the others also rushed in, and Zhao Yanxun was the last to enter!

They shuttled through the ancient forest, flying with the spirit sword and the sword, flying at a low altitude! The surrounding clouds and mist were shrouded, and it was difficult to see the lineup of people five steps away, and they began to slowly control the flying sword and fly, looking around vigilantly.

"Buzz !!"

The sound of the guqin sounded, low and melodious, cold and secluded, ethereal and changeable, like clouds and mist, which made people unpredictable, and could not hear where the sound came from!

The surroundings were quiet, and even the roar of the fierce beast on weekdays had not been heard, only the sound of the guqin was echoing, and there was a feeling of lingering sound, and the sound of the qin could not be distinguished. The further you go, the colder and colder the air becomes!

"Poof!!"

A sword qi slashed, pierced through the clouds and mist, and forced it, incomparably sharp, tearing everything!

"Boom !!"

The long sword under the man's feet turned into a streamer and flew into his hand, and he suddenly shattered the powerful sword qi with a sword. The black shadow in the distance was stunned for a moment, ran directly into the distance, and disappeared into the clouds.

"People are here!" someone exclaimed, and several people quickly chased them in with flying swords!

"Huh?" Zhao Yanxun was puzzled, and when he turned his head, the person had already run away!

"Poof!!"

A sword qi slashed, turquoise, extremely sharp, unstoppable, a sword slashed, the man hurriedly slashed over with a sword, but unfortunately he was caught off guard by a sword shock, slammed into a tree, and knocked a mouthful of blood! In the direction where the sword qi slashed out, a graceful figure turned around and ran towards the ancient forest.

"Chase!" a few people shouted, chased and killed, and Edgeworth flew and rushed up.

"Something is wrong! Don't chase!" Zhao Yanxun shouted, but it was too late, those people had already flown away with flying swords, chasing the black shadow and killing it.

"Damn, idiot!, I can't even tell if I'm off the mountain!" Zhao Yannan scolded angrily, now there were three people left beside him, and one had just gotten up from the ground.

"Don't run around when you see people, don't be scattered!" Zhao Yanxun said.

"Yes!" the remaining four looked around warily.

"Roar!!

An angry roar alarmed the mountains and forests, breaking through all the clouds and smoke, the momentum was strong and powerful, domineering, with an ancient atmosphere.

"Boom !!"

A chaotic qi blasted in, and the master of the Spirit Ruins Realm blocked with all his might, but he was still blasted out and smashed into the distance! As several sword qi slashed over, the sword light shone with cold light! The man screamed, several sword qi slashed at him, others didn't have time to save, and he himself couldn't stop the fierce bombardment, and was instantly beaten to the point of blood, and finally a small black shadow jumped out of a bunch of trees behind the tree, and the blood flashed, and the person's head rolled in an instant, and the black shadow also ran into the bushes and disappeared.

The attacks were incomparably dense, like a torrential rain, one after another, so that the man who was attacked was unable to guard against it, and he died in an instant! His head rolled to Zhao Yanxun's feet, and the man's face was hideous, his eyes widened, and he couldn't bat at himself.

"No, the fog here is too thick to see people clearly, they hide their breath and hide around and can't see people at all!"

"Let's lean together!" Zhao Yanxun said! As long as they are close together, they won't be attacked.

"Boom!"

They had just approached each other, but the earth between them pierced like bamboo shoots, very fast, extremely sharp, like an iron spear!

"Stay out of the way!" Zhao Yanxun hurriedly shouted in fright, driving the flying sword and flying away, but there was still one who was a little slower, and was stabbed in the back, and blood was rolling.

Several sword qi slashed, extremely fierce, and chaotic qi blasted in, and crane feathers as sharp as flying swords slashed, and some people screamed, and they were beaten to blood.

In a world where there are few breaths, there is only one person left next to Zhao Yanxun. Zhao Yannan was also uncomfortable, his shoulder was pierced by a sword light, and there was a woman in white who was like a fairy, but she was stronger than the men, and she came closer, slashing with her, the fire splashed, and the last kick kicked him away, smashing an ancient tree hard.

He clutched his shoulders, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he stood weakly, shouting angrily, "Who!

There were three corpses dead beside him, all of them in different ways, but without exception, they all died extremely miserably! Either the head fell to the ground, or the stomach was disemboweled, and there was another corpse with no bones left, collapsing into the stone, and only a wisp of blood splattered out, and it was sandwiched into a pulp! In the end, the only remaining subordinate also broke one of his arms, and the blood dripped down, and there was no time to stop the bleeding at all, and the pain made him want to die! There were dozens of large and small scars on his body, if he hadn't reached the Spirit Ruins Realm and his body was strong, he would have died a long time ago.

There was silence all around, the attack stopped, and I don't know when, the ethereal sound of the piano had stopped.

A vague figure walked out of the secluded ancient forest, with a tall posture, dressed in black and heroic! Holding a silver-white delicate guqin, his long hair danced.

"Zhao Gongzi, why are you here? Why don't you sit down and drink tea to suppress the shock?" Ji Mingyuan walked out, looking at Zhao Yanxun with an elegant and easy-going face, strolling leisurely, extremely leisurely, as if he was coming out to greet his friends, so angry that Zhao Yanxun wanted to break him into pieces.

"Ahhh......h

"No, come back!" Zhao Yanxun shouted, Ji Mingyuan's elegant and warm smile made his scalp tingle, very weird, like a demon smiling at you, it was extremely infiltrating, making him feel bad.

The arrow had to be sent on the string, the man swept across with a sword, the sword light was invincible, tearing the clouds and smoke, the sword light swept over, across Ji Mingyuan's neck, and suddenly, Ji Mingyuan's head flew up, and blood gushed out!

"Dead?ahahaha......" The man laughed, laughing unbridledly, and wept with joy!

Finally dead!

This guy is finally dead!

Zhao Yanxun was pleasantly surprised, and was a little confused, "Dead?"

Ji Mingyuan is dead?

He was overjoyed and overjoyed, and strode over towards Ji Mingyuan's head!

Although it was less than a stick of incense, Ji Mingyuan left him a terrifying and difficult shadow to wave, and he couldn't get rid of it, seeing that he was finally dead, Zhao Yanxun wanted to cry.

Walking up, suddenly he looked at Ji Mingyuan's head and felt a shock in his heart, his body and mind trembled, his whole body was cold, like falling into an ice cave, and he was so stiff that he couldn't move.

Ji Mingyuan's head fell to the ground, blood flowing, staining the leaves bright red! He lay there quietly, his delicate and fair cheeks were extremely cold at the moment, with that weird smile.

Burst......