The sky and the earth were dark, and the bright moon on the edge of the sky had been covered by the monstrous evil qi, and the violent aura was constantly surging outward from Shen Tuwu's body, and in an instant, the earth, water, wind and fire were surging everywhere. Countless terrifying currents of air fluctuated in all directions, annihilating all things and shaking the universe.

The black lotus suddenly burst out with a strong jet-black essence light, cutting through the dim heaven and earth, and a terrifying power poured out, carrying an unparalleled majestic power, frantically attacking Yang Xiaotian, as if the brutal power of the eight desolations and the four seas were all in this blow.

Yang Xiaotian felt a tremor in his body, as if something had woken up, he suddenly showed a smile, and took a step forward, the imprisoning power of the Twelve Rank Black Lotus did not seem to have any effect on him, and he came to Shen Tuwu in an instant, the iron sword in his hand vibrated slightly, and suddenly a sword stabbed out, and the simple move was unremarkable.

It's just that this sword contains Yang Xiaotian's ultimate swordsmanship, when he started, it seemed that he was still a teenager practicing swords under the moonlight in the Xianren Town School, and there was the artistic conception of nine questions about swordsmanship in the middle, until the sword burst out, but it was the fusion of all the comprehension of the sword in this life, from Ye Zhiqiu, and also from Yan Chixia, and in the middle it was also mixed with the original Xiaohua's Haoran sword intent that he saw when he was in the underworld, and there was a bit of sword intent of the sword spirit, when the sword light came to Shen Tuwu, this simple sword had undergone a complete change, magnificent and magnificent, majestic and powerful, the sword qi was surging, and the mighty sword light tore through the void and pierced the sky, roaring and slashing straight towards the twelve-rank black lotus, the ordinary iron sword was urged by the supreme sword dao, and the sword light of the forest cold appeared, and everything in heaven and earth seemed to have stopped running, and the endless sword intent tore everything, and suddenly the earth-shattering divine light that opened up the world exploded on the black lotus.

"Boom-"

The twelve-rank black lotus trembled violently in mid-air, and in the roar, it suddenly shattered from the middle, and the dark aura contained in it suddenly spread out sharply in all directions, where did it come from and where did it go back, and the twelve-rank black lotus suddenly became dim, like a flower withering.

"Bang-"

The sword light was endless, like the clear glow of the moonlight, pouring down, dispelling the vast killing machine between heaven and earth, forcing back the cold light of the killing spear, and stabbing Shen Tuwu's body.

"Ahh

A terrible scream came out of Shen Tuwu's mouth, the chill in the voice didn't seem to come from the world, with remorse, with unwillingness, the body of the owner of the voice was slashed out by the sword light, and between the stumbles and bumps, there was constantly blood swaying in the air, which was extremely poignant.

Shen Tuwu fell to the ground, his clothes had been slashed to pieces by the sword light, and there was a hole the size of a bowl in his chest, which was pierced from the front chest to the back, and blood was constantly gushing out.

The fierce fighting around suddenly stopped, and everyone's eyes were attracted to this side.

The elders of the Lutai Pavilion turned pale, looked at the dying Shen Tuwu, and knew that there was no way forward in defeat, and then the Lutai Pavilion would face endless disasters.

Concubine Liu smiled, flew over to Hua Wuxie, and walked over to Yang Xiaotian with her in her arms.

There was a sudden click, and something shattered.

Duanmu Yao was inexplicably flustered, rushed towards Yang Xiaotian's side, and while running, he found that the iron sword in his hand was broken into pieces of iron and fell to the ground, it turned out that the iron sword couldn't withstand the incomparable sword intent after all, so it could only be broken, but the iron piece fell to the ground, but it made a jingling crisp sound, which was extremely pleasant, and he seemed to be happy for his mission, just like the mood of the master.

Yan Chixia swung his sword and slashed out, forcing back the enemies around him, with an obvious smile on his face, extremely relieved, this young man did not let himself down after all, in the case that he didn't even have to be able to retreat with his whole body, he actually killed a bloody path, not only slashed the twelve-rank black lotus, but also beheaded that Shen Tu Wu to an inhuman appearance.

Suddenly, everyone noticed that Yang Xiaotian was muttering to himself, as if he was saying something, but his voice was as small as silk, and no one could hear what he said.

"Thank you!"

Yang Xiaotian said to the golden villain in his body from the bottom of his heart, "If it weren't for you, maybe it would be me who died, not Shen Tuwu." ”

It turned out that at the most dangerous moment just now, the terrifying imprisoning power of the twelve-rank black lotus was torn apart by the golden villain, and Yang Xiaotian was able to move freely and slashed out that happy sword.

"It's nothing. The golden villain smiled, "You know, you and I are one, and if you die, I will not do any good." ”

Yang Xiaotian smiled, stopped talking, smiled at the few people who walked towards him, and slowly walked towards Shen Tuwu.

Everyone didn't know what he wanted to do, and they stopped, just looking at him for a moment.

"How about it?" Yang Xiaotian said, "I just said, you are not my opponent!"

Shen Tuwu was lying on the ground like a wild dog, but his eyes were as fierce as a wolf, until this moment, he still wanted to be able to kill the person in front of him who he thought was the enemy of his life, and his right hand holding the Killing God Spear tightened, but he found that he couldn't even lift the Killing God Spear.

Yang Xiaotian saw the subtle movement, shook his head, and suddenly clenched his hands into fists, and was about to smash towards the top of Shen Tuwu's head.

"Wait!"

A figure flew over quickly, and instantly came to Yang Xiaotian's body, blocking in front of Shen Tuwu.

"Hey, why are you?" Yang Xiaotian said in surprise.

The world smiled and did not speak.

Yang Xiaotian said coldly: "You guys are in a gang?"

Tianxia said in a flat voice: "Yes, are you planning to kill me with me?"

Yang Xiaotian raised his eyebrows and stared at the world, "Have you forgotten our agreement?"

"I didn't forget!"

Tianxia suddenly turned around, faced Shen Tuwu, opened his mouth, and inhaled sharply.

"Ahh

Shen Tuwu let out a miserable scream, as if he was suffering the most terrifying torment in the world, and colorful breaths continued to emerge from his body and floated into the mouth of the world, while his body slowly dried up.

"What kind of spell is this?"

Everyone was inexplicably a little nervous, the scarred boy was like a beast devouring its prey at the moment, with a satisfied smile on his face, but in the eyes of everyone, he felt extremely weird, and even chilled all over his body, and in an instant, Shen Tuwu was devoured by him, and no breath floated out, and the flesh and blood of his body seemed to have been swallowed by the whole world, leaving only a pair of skins.

"Hiccup—"

The world let out a full hiccup, as if he was full of food, turned his head to look at Yang Xiaotian, there was a fine light flowing on his face, it seemed that he had just devoured Shen Tuwu's cultivation of him and improved again, and said with a smile: "You are too dragging your feet, you see, I am different, and I will help you solve the enemy in an instant." ”

Yang Xiaotian looked at him like a beast, and his body was cold, this scarred young man's methods can be called extremely cruel, and it is obvious that he is a friend and not an enemy, with such an enemy, it is difficult to face it easily. The world smiled and said, "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten our agreement, our battle is not in this world!" After a pause, he said, "But you have to be careful, my cultivation has improved a lot!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Xiaotian's eyes, and he was cold.

"Alright, I'm done, there's nothing left for me here. The world suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped it at Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian avoided it meaningfully.

Tianxia originally just wanted to pat him on the shoulder, signaling that he would keep his promise and not be an enemy of him in the world, seeing that he was always on guard against himself, he did not show disappointment, and laughed: "Let's go!"

Suddenly, the whole person turned into a shattered light and dissipated into the air.

Yang Xiaotian felt the breath around him, paused for a moment, and made sure that the world was really gone, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was even heavier, this scarred boy was more difficult than Shen Tuwu, if it was really like what he said, he and he would have to fight in the sky sooner or later, and he didn't know how to face it.

"Xiaotian, what's wrong with you?"

Concubine Liu had already walked in front of Yang Xiaotian with Hua Wuxian in her arms.

Yang Xiaotian shook his head and said, "It's nothing. Glancing at Hua Wuxie, he exclaimed, "Why is it so badly injured!"

It turned out that Hua Wuxian not only had a bloody arm holding the sword, but also had several wounds on his body, Yang Xiaotian couldn't care about Liu Feiyi still by his side, and hurriedly injured her, but blamed him: "What are you doing, didn't I tell you when I went out of the city, you just stay in the city, I'll be fine." Although he said reproachful words in his mouth, he didn't mention how happy he was in his heart, so many people cared about him.

Just as Duanmu Yao walked over, he snorted coldly when he found his expression that seemed to be smiling.

Yang Xiaotian hurriedly put away the smile on his face and concentrated on treating Hua Wuxie's injuries.

......

In the ancestral hall of Lutai Pavilion dedicated to the ancestors of the past dynasties, there was originally a golden statue on the altar, which had been broken into pieces and scattered all over the place.

Song Yuanjun, the lord of Lutai Pavilion, sat on the ground, originally in his forties, but at this time he looked extremely old, and kept muttering: "It's over... Finished... , Lutai Pavilion is finished!"

There was a disciple behind him, and when he saw Song Yuanjun like this, he couldn't help but ask the elders around him, "Pavilion Master, what's the matter?" Is he okay? When he looked up, he found that the elder was also frightened.

The disciple said secretly: It's just a statue, if it's broken, it's broken, just build another one, why bother, Lutai Pavilion is not out of money!

He didn't know that this statue carried the luck of Lutai Pavilion for thousands of years.

The ancestors of Lutai Pavilion once said: The luck that the disciples of Lutai Pavilion get in the world of Jiuzhou will be transferred to the body of the golden statue, and when the golden statue suddenly wakes up one day, let the best disciples of Lutai Pavilion enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, practice the exercises, and make the golden statue into their own Dharma body, and at that time, Lutai Pavilion can call for wind and rain in the world of Jiuzhou, and attract all beings to worship.

Earlier, one night, the golden statue suddenly shone brightly, and Song Yuanjun couldn't wait to let Shen Tuwu go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to practice the exercises, which caused a connection with the golden statue, but he never thought that the golden statue would suddenly shatter today, it is conceivable that Shen Tuwu has died outside, and the luck of Lutai Pavilion for thousands of years has also become someone else's thing.

Song Yuanjun blamed himself deeply, he was still too hasty, and there would be endless dark years left for Lutai Pavilion to face in the future.