The Blood Killer who was covered by the Crimson True Yuan didn't even let out a scream, he turned into a charred black mass and fell to the ground!

"Very well, keep the momentum going, and, at any time, be vigilant, the Bloodkill Killer could attack you in any situation, especially if you're complacent!"

Elder Yin shouted, and a red light as red as blood was separated from the Qi and Blood Tiangang of the protective body, and the light turned into a Tiangang Tiger in mid-air, and slammed into Zhou Shucheng fiercely!

The red Tiangang Tiger and Zhou Shucheng crossed their shoulders, and the strong wind stirred up was like a cold and invisible knife qi, making his skin faintly painful!

"Boom!" the Tiangang Tiger roared and rushed into a courtyard wall, and after a loud noise, it was hit by the Tiangang Tiger under the courtyard wall of ruins, and a pool of red mixed with rain reflected everyone's sight!

"It's a Mahayana martial artist, he handed over a few of us jade-level ones, and you deal with those three small ones!"

With a gloomy and hoarse voice, countless black phantoms like shadows came out of all unexpected corners, condensing into three black shadows beside Elder Yin, whose faces were not clear!

"This is the shadow killing trick of blood killing!"

Ji Shuyu frowned slightly, the shadow killing technique is a blood killing treasure that can only be studied by blood-level jade-level and blood-level killers, that is to say, these three killers are at least jade-level killers!

"The kid knows a lot, but let's care about yourself first!"

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded behind Ling Ziqian and the others, and at the same time, an amazing force suddenly erupted behind them!

Ling Ziqian's true yuan flowed all over his body, and his backhand was a Su Qin back sword, and Xue Yu Wushuang was interspersed from the bottom up behind him!

"Ding!" A huge force suddenly came from the snow jade supreme, Ling Ziqian's right hand was numb, and he was almost scattered by this force!

didn't have time to see the situation of Zhou Shucheng and Ji Shuyu, Ling Ziqian probed with his left hand backhand, and Chengying fell into his palm lightly!

"Whoosh" The invisible blade came out of the sheath, and the blade of Chengying silently separated the air and rain, leaving a small vacuum channel behind the sword body, and drew a semicircle in front of Ling Ziqian's body without hindrance!

"Poof!" A figure appeared in front of Ling Ziqian without warning, and a thin line of blood quickly spread around his waist!

As soon as Ling Ziqian's sword was out, he no longer paid attention to his situation, and with a wave of Chengying in his hand, Chengying's sword shadow flickered under the thunderlight, and it was extraordinary!

If Ling Ziqian can comprehend the realm of Chengying, then Chengying will be able to live without leaving a trace and directly kill people!

"Whew!" As soon as Ling Ziqian turned around and slashed out a void and strange demonic shadow, a gust of yin wind blew, and the rain along the way formed black ice containing yin qi, blowing towards Ling Ziqian along with the yin wind!

"The flame spirit is the essence of the fire, and the Vermilion Bird is soaring. "Ling Ziqian's hands were wrong, and he exchanged Xue Yu Wushuang to his left hand, and his right hand danced continuously, like an invisible magic pen, depicting an ethereal word "Yan" in the void!

With Ling Ziqian Zhenyuan's urging, the fire on the word "Yan" transformed by the simplified and weakened version of the Hell Mantra driven by the sword style became more and more vigorous!

When the yin wind was about to approach, the word "Yan" turned into a monstrous flame, completely engulfing the surging yin wind and black ice!

Although the rain in the sky was heavy, when it came into contact with the blazing light of the Hell Curse, it was unbearable, and it was immediately vaporized and disappeared without a trace!

"Whew!" A black shadow burst out from the raging flames, and a jet-black and strange big knife took Ling Ziqian's neck with a strange yin wind!

"Get out!" Ling Ziqian burst into a shout, replacing the sword with a fan, Zhenyuan ran wildly, and his left hand slammed forward!

There are no tricks in this blow, it is simply to win with the strength of the true yuan, although Ling Ziqian's realm is low, but in the same realm, competing for the true yuan reserve, Ling Ziqian is not a fool!

And through the intensity of the spell attack just now, Ling Ziqian had already detected that the realm of this weird black-clothed killer was also on a par with himself!

So he was able to reduce the power of the Hell Spell just to make the black-clad killer think that there was a chance!

Although it was a little surprising that the killer rushed directly into the flames, the blow that had been ready to be launched for a long time was sent out without hesitation!

"Bang!" To Ling Ziqian's surprise, the snow jade Wushuang seemed to have hit a heavy solid iron block, and its anti-shock made Ling Ziqian's palms faintly numb!

The huge True Yuan that was compressed was also blocked by the raging Yin Wind, and it did not cause the expected damage!

However, the other party also had to stop the pace of continuing to attack because of Ling Ziqian's blow!

He was hiding before!

The two raised their heads at the same time, looked at each other in shock, and then exerted force at the same time, and immediately took a few steps back at the same time, looking at each other defensively!

"Unexpectedly, you look like a dog, but you don't talk about things so much...... it!"

The black-clothed killer holding the Yin Wind Knife suddenly looked at Ling Ziqian with a shocked expression!

Because before he finished speaking, Ling Ziqian waved his shadow indifferently, and a sword shadow that disappeared silently attacked towards the bloody black-clothed killer!

It was also the black-clothed killer who should not have died, and it happened that a thunderbolt crossed the sky, making the originally silent sword shadow show its traces, and it escaped the end of the separation of the body and the head!

The Yin Wind Knife in the black-clothed killer's hand was like a black thunderbolt, instantly slashing through the void and slashing heavily on the shadow of the Shadow Bearing Sword!

"Whoosh!" Ling Ziqian's move didn't work, but he immediately drew a sword light as bright as a star, and then his body followed the sword light and swarmed up!

There was no time to drag it out, because taking advantage of the gap just now, Ling Ziqian saw that although Ji Shuyu and the two bloody killers were fighting well.

But Zhou Shucheng has just entered the Bigu realm, and in the face of two blood killers in the same realm, he can compete with some of them, and he has already begun to have some minor injuries on his body!

And at this moment, the battle has just begun, if the injury affects the play of strength, the bloody killer will not tell you any morality!

Moreover, Elder Yin was also facing these three jade-level killers alone, but they broke the wall and entered the empty mansion where they didn't know who they were fighting, and they didn't know what the situation was!

"Come back!" The black-clothed killer swung his knife a little annoyed, splitting the brilliant sword light, and was about to take a few more steps back to catch his breath, only to find that Ling Ziqian had already launched an endless offensive!

Ling Ziqian took the lead with one blow, and without saying a word, he went up to the sword fan dance, and the moves flowed smoothly and continuously!

Especially the Chengying Sword, its blade is shadowless and invisible, and only when the heavenly thunder shines, a faint sword shadow will appear, making the black-clothed killer miserable!

It didn't take long for the black-clothed killer to have Dao scars on his body, most of which were injured by the Chengying Sword!

And at the end of the Snow Jade Peerless, while attacking, he left Dao ink marks in the void, but it was Ling Ziqian who once again replaced the sword with a fan and unleashed the ink sword style!

The more ink marks turned by the power of the Ink Sword Style Confitering in the void, like a black vortex, constantly consuming the physical strength and true essence of the black-clothed killer!

Ling Ziqian didn't say a word, just kept drawing out his sword, and the black-clothed killer felt like a prey that fell into a spider's web, the more he struggled, the tighter he felt entangled by the ink sword!

Gradually, the defense, which was already full of holes because of the relationship between the Shadow Sword, became even more powerless!

"Ding!" Finally, Chengying's invisible blade was pointed at the back of the Yin Wind Knife, and the surging true yuan burst out from the point where the two weapons intersected!

"Hmm!" The black-clothed killer's body protection True Yuan was scattered, and after a muffled snort, he took a few steps back with the strength of the Shadow Sword, dodging Ling Ziqian's Snow Jade Peerless pursuit!

The majestic rain soaked his clothes in an instant, and under the thunder, you could see the corners of the black-clothed killer's mouth constantly overflowing with blood, and then being washed away by the rain!

"Wait!" Just as Ling Ziqian was holding his sword and preparing to attack again, the black-clothed killer held the Yin Wind Sword and suddenly took a few steps back.

"I surrender, I don't want to come here, I'm not a killer of blood killing, it was the blood breaking knife king who forced me to come!"

"Whoosh!" Despite the black-clothed killer's explanations again and again, the Chengying in Ling Ziqian's hand still clicked twice, and a brilliant sword light rushed straight towards the black-clothed killer!

"Damn, you listen to people!" Ling Ziqian's sword light was not difficult to dodge, the black-clothed killer dodged with a light dodge, and he said angrily from Ling Ziqian!

"Ahh

The black-clothed killer turned his head in shock, only to see that the killer's right arm had been cut off by Qi Gen!

And the other killer who besieged Zhou Shucheng with him took a few steps back and looked around in horror, as if he was guarding against something terrifying!

Seeing this, Zhou Shucheng naturally knew what was happening, but Zhou Shucheng, who had a chance to breathe, did not take advantage of this to breathe, but puffed up the true yuan, forming a red Arhat phantom on the surface of his body!

"Give me death!" Zhou Shucheng walked like the wind, and the Arhat Phantom sent out a punch as fast as a meteor with his movements, hitting the killer with the broken arm who had not yet recovered from the pain of the broken arm!

Under the reflection of the thunder, the phantom of the Arhat was like an Arhat in the sky, and the huge fist squeezed the air, producing a violent sonic boom, with unparalleled might, and smashed into the body of the killer with a broken arm!

"Boom!" the water splashed, and the sparks from the Arhat Phantom rubbing the air flew in all directions, and then they were doused by the majestic rain, and the killer with the broken arm had disappeared in place!

"Whew!" Zhou Shucheng dispersed the phantom of the Arhat, spat lightly, and then looked at the other killer with a look of war!

And as the Arhat phantom dispersed, a huge pit appeared in everyone's sight!

The giant pit does not know the depth, and it is surrounded by cracks that are finely distributed like spider webs, and the closer you get to the pothole, the deeper and denser the cracks become!

The rain that piled up on the ground around quickly poured into it, and the large red that emerged from the rising water also showed that the fate of the killer was not very satisfactory!

"Now you can speak slowly!" Ling Ziqian stood with his sword in the rain, smiling and looking at the figure opposite!