"Boy, I don't have the patience to entangle with you!"

Wan Faji's face showed a hint of anxiety, he exposed the secret of the Blood Demon Lord's possession, no matter what, it was impossible for Zu Dao to let him go.

Once it drags on for too long and alarms the Great Elder of the Ancestral Island, even if his strength is twice as strong, there is only one way to die!

His vicious eyes fell on Luo Chen: For today's plan, we can only kill this kid as soon as possible, otherwise it may affect our big plan!

"Take this seat and make a move - God controls the world!"

Boom! Boom!

In an instant, I saw one ancient tomb after another rising into the sky, spinning endlessly along a mysterious trajectory, and an endless killing aura came out of it.

With a snort, a huge black lacquer vortex appeared directly above the Sword Emperor's head under the empty cover. This heavy whirlpool carried the aura of tearing everything, crushing everything, and controlling everything, and as soon as it appeared, everything within a radius of a thousand feet fell into chaos.

"Hurry back!"

Even Long Hui, Lin Xiwan and the others who had become in the Mystery Realm did not dare to continue to stay near them at this moment, and had to fly out thousands of zhang away.

Within the line of sight, the sound of air explosions under the Tiangong Bridge continued to sound, and there were flying sand and rocks everywhere, and even the figures inside could not be zaijian.

That large area seemed to be swept up by the whirlpool in the sky, and thrown far into the deep space that I don't know!

"Luo Chen!"

Long Hui and the other women held their palms tightly, so nervous that they even forgot to breathe, and stared deeply at the scene.

"Ryo!"

An earth-shattering loud noise came out, and the whirlpool finally fell completely, and the Sword Emperor's sword qi was wiped out in the sound of "snort", and even his body suddenly dispersed and returned to the Thousand Evil Sword.

Luo Chen's body shook, his face turned pale gold, the move just now didn't seem to require him to make a personal move, but in fact, he didn't know how much Ao Li was consumed.

Even, he had even injected all his mental power, and at this moment, his body was already empty, and there was no longer a trace of superfluous liliang!

"Xiao'er, it is already a great honor that you can hold on to this in my hands! even if you go underground, you are proud to see that old fellow. Wan Faji retracted the whirlpool in the sky, and as soon as his finger pointed at Luo Chen, he was about to turn his palm and slash down.

In his eyes, Luo Chen has no backhand, and can only be slaughtered!

Luo Chen suddenly smiled!

On such an unfavorable occasion, he actually smiled easily, and there was no reluctance in his smile, but a taste of relief.

Looking at Wan Faji, he said lightly: "It's a pity, you can't kill me." ”

"When death comes, he's still talking big. ”

Although the possessed Blood Demon Lord has been damaged a lot, it is still more than the peak of the Mystery Realm! Coupled with his own cultivation, if he can't kill Luo Chen like this, Wan Faji feels that he can directly wipe his neck.

He sneered: "I want to see how I can't kill you, when this time comes, who else can save you!"

"And the old man!"

A thunderous sound suddenly exploded into the air!

As soon as this voice appeared, Qingli was delicate body trembled, and his proud little face showed a strong look of excitement. On the other hand, Wan Faji shook suddenly, a strong look of fear flashed from his face, and he roared, "No, it can't be! How could it be you?"

Who the hell is it?

A wave of doubt surged in the hearts of all the martial artists watching the battle: what kind of person could make Wan Faji show such a frightened look?

The answer is revealed.

A crack in the void appeared, and a thin old man slowly walked down from it, his figure was not tall, and even his dress was very casual, like a poor teaching craftsman, without the slightest appearance of a big man.

However, as he stepped down, a momentum of bi people gradually spread, and in all directions, thousands of zhang in radius were shrouded in it.

Under this momentum, people actually have an urge to kneel!

"With the old man here, I want to see who can hurt Luo Xiaozi, and who dares to hurt him!?" The domineering voice came out, and the old man carried his hands behind his back, and he had a momentum of looking down on the world.

"It's the old man with the sword! he's the old man with the sword in the Sword Pavilion Pavilion!"

Someone couldn't suppress the shock in his heart and shouted loudly. Suddenly, everyone's memories were awakened, and they looked at the old man pacing down in mid-air with surprise and respect.

In terms of cultivation alone, this old man is definitely not a megoist, even in his heyday, the Southern Sea can find no less than four people who are comparable to his cultivation!

But when it comes to fame, this old man deserves the word "legend" -

With a humble background and low talent, he did not give up, did not get discouraged, and spent unimaginable energy of ordinary geniuses to step by step to the peak of martial arts. Such a will, he, is a legend!

A lifetime of jealousy and hatred, just when the aura realm is cultivated, the orphans and widows who don't know each other are humiliated, and they blatantly challenge the two-star shili, and they are hunted down and killed, and they travel the world without dying, and finally break through retrograde. He is a legend;

He has a deep sense of friendship, avenges his best friend, and slams into the top three-star shili with a single sword, slaughtering dozens of Ao Yi realms, and forcing a top sect to bow his head. He is even more legendary!

Throughout the life of the old man with a sword, he left many legends, and in the era when he was active, there was never a shortage of topics in the southern seas. And in the years since he disappeared, the whole sea seems a little lonely!

"Negative sword senior!"

"Negative sword senior!"

A cheer sounded, and there was a tendency to soar into the sky!

Yuan Ling said a little sourly: "I didn't expect this old guy to be quite popular......

"Negative sword! You're just in time. ”

Wan Faji calmed down from the panic he felt when he first saw the old man with the sword, and a strong hatred and killing intent appeared in his eyes. He will never forget the scene when the old man with the sword killed the burial sword village!

If he hadn't secretly invited the Chikui clan and finally invited the ancestral island to come forward, I'm afraid that the entire Burial Sword Village would have been wiped out by him!

The fear of that day was still buried deep in his heart, and he didn't want to experience it anymore, so he finally made the decision to cooperate with the Blood Demon Lord!

He stared deeply at the old man with the sword: "How many years! How many times have I dreamed of killing you! Do you know how happy and disappointed I felt after I learned the news that you were dead in the middle of the ambush! I thought that I would never be able to wait for the opportunity to take revenge with my own hands, but now you actually appeared in front of me again! God really has eyes!"

The old man with the sword frowned lightly and glanced at him disdainfully: "It is true that God has eyes to expose you to the old man." This time, even if the old guy of Xuanguizi personally intercedes, the old man will kill you with a sword!"

His hatred for the Burial Sword Village had reached its limit, not to mention that their core disciples were still cultivating the Yuan Mystic Sword. Just the fact that Sword Ten Kills and others chased and killed Qingli made it impossible for him to tolerate it anymore!

"Hahahaha! Negative sword, you are really arrogant, do you think you are still the strong man who dominates the world with a single sword?"

Wan Faji laughed wildly, and pointed at him sharply: "When you were in your heyday, you were only a cultivator at the peak of the Mystery Realm, what can you do now that your physical body is reshaped? Now, it's not your time anymore!"