Every day in the secret realm, every battlefield is filled with tragic gunsmoke, hunting and being hunted, every minute and every second is staged. In the last few days, the big battles were frequent, and they were more intense and crazy than at the beginning.

No one wants to be eliminated in the first level, and they don't want the sword patterns they have captured with all their might to disappear in an instant.

But every day the situation is ever-changing, fighting or not fighting, usually those who are inconspicuous, under the stimulation of the great war, under the shroud of blood, have detonated the craziest violent factors in their hearts, turned into the most ferocious wolves.

In the face of the hordes of god-killing marauders, they can only survive the last few days with the last bit of strength, and even if they are eliminated, they can only end in the second or second level.

In a battlefield in the secret realm, you can faintly hear the sound of the Xuan Qi riot, as well as the smell of blood that fills the entire space, and the violent gasps and the sword qi in the sky are disturbing this side of the world.

"Has the news gotten out?" his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of banter, staring at the three besieged figures in front of him, his hands behind his back, and an emotionless voice came out of his mouth.

"Shizi, please rest assured, our people are scattered in all directions of the secret realm, and this time he will definitely hate this!" This person's face was gloomy, and his whole body bloomed with a killing intent, and he said in a low voice.

"The news has been out for so long, even Qing Yu has already come, he won't hide in one place and dare not come out!" The person who spoke covered his chest, looking a little powerless, every time he spoke, as if he had exhausted all his strength, every rise and fall of his chest made his face pale.

If Sikong Haoran was here, he could see at a glance that the three of them were Long Jingzhao of the Inner Gate Shuangshi Peak, Du Zhanhao of the Outer Gate, and Leng Tianxiao, who was trampled on by him and broke his ribs, and a conspiracy was spreading an invisible net to him.

"Sikong Haoran has an advantage, but also a fatal weakness, that is, he attaches great importance to affection, hmph, no matter where he is in the secret realm, as long as he hears that these two wastes are besieged, then he will rush over desperately. ”

"Being able to make you like this is enough to show that his current strength is not what it used to be, at least in the realm of the Great Sword Master's consummation, this kid is really a demon, in just over half a year, he has crossed two realms. ”

"With more than 105,000 sword patterns, ranking one hundred and forty-seventh, it seems that he must have killed a lot of demonic beasts during this time. Du Zhanhao looked at the sword pattern on his right hand, and his words were full of horror, but more of it was hatred for Sikong Haoran, he couldn't forget the bloody screams and humiliation in the outer gate square of the Sword Sect.

"Even if this kid is the strength of the Great Sword Master, he can't fly with wings, we have done such a big game for him, if we still let him escape, wouldn't it be a waste of our hard work!" A strong killing intent was released from Leng Tianxiao's body, and then a violent cough quickly came out of his mouth, and cold sweat instantly soaked his whole body.

"Shizi, the situation in the secret realm is ever-changing, everyone is a soldier, and there are not a few people with other purposes, not to mention that he is now a person from Cloud Shadow Peak, if others know about the situation, they will not stand idly by, we have to guard against it. Du Zhanhao ignored Leng Tian's miserable appearance, raised his head, looked at Long Jingzhao, and expressed his worries and worries in his heart.

"There are other forces that hinder them, you don't have to worry about these, I have other arrangements, if the others want to get a piece of the pie, then they also have to have this life!" Long Jingzhao's words and deeds looked light, as if everything was under his control, and the slightly locked pupils hid a bloodthirsty murderous aura.

continued: "Do your own thing, no mistakes in any link, have fun with them first!"

The three figures in front of them each occupied a position, forming a three-legged posture to meet each attacking sword move, and on their bodies, the cyan robes were stained with bright red blood, I don't know if it was their own or the enemy opposite.

There were two figures in it, and they looked very similar, as if they were carved out of a mold. The aura of the other figure was cold, and the long sword wrapped in inky black mist bloomed with a chilling killing intent.

The three of them were Shi Tianshuo, Shi Tiandong, and Qing Yu, who rushed to hear the news.

He had been hunting with his brothers in another part of the secret realm, and suddenly heard that the two of them were besieged, and he didn't need to think about it to know that they must have been framed by other people, did they want to lure someone here, or did they want to achieve some ulterior purpose?

No matter what their purpose was this time, Qing Yu couldn't turn a blind eye, so he found an excuse to break away from the senior brothers, and sure enough, as he guessed, a killing game against Sikong Haoran was just a bait.

Each of Qing Yu's swords took away a puddle of blood, and the inky black mist swirled endlessly on the long sword, making it impossible to see what it looked like.

The sword qi cut through their bodies, and the invisible aura seeped into their bodies from the wounds, and they felt as if the whole world was filled with endless darkness, and they could not find any light and hope.

Everyone fell, there was another person to make up, in their eyes, the only threat to these three people was Qing Yu, that strange aura brought them too much shock, with the three people as the center, within seven meters were surrounded into an unbreakable cage, dilemma.

"Qing Yu, it was our two brothers who involved you, this is a conspiracy, a conspiracy against the Haoran brothers. Shi Tianshuo's hand holding the sword was trembling violently, even his muscles were spasming and trembling, anger burned in his heart, and blood boiled in his body.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, as long as you want to leave, none of them can block your way, prevent Sikong Haoran from coming here, even if we eliminate him, we will not let him fall into a predicament. Shi Tiandong's body was full of rage, and there had never been such a strong killing intent at that moment, as if the demon in his heart was about to break out of his body.

"You hurry up and recover your Xuan Qi, don't give up lightly until the last moment, you know his character better than me, not to mention that it is not known who will kill the deer. "Qing Yu is not good at words, let alone talking nonsense, and the momentum that envelops this world is undergoing subtle changes.

"I could see Sikong Haoran's name and sword pattern, but his position was obscured by a hazy halo, and he couldn't tell where he was in the secret realm. Shi Tiandong looked at the people around him coldly, and said in a low voice.

"This is the unique advantage of our outer gate, I think Sikong Haoran also discovered this, otherwise his position would not be blurred. Shi Tianshuo saw that Qing Yu had some doubts, so he told him the specific reason for the incident.

Just as they were talking to each other, the impregnable human wall automatically separated a gap, and several figures appeared in the sight of the three of them, looking at them condescendingly and said: "Qing Yu, we don't want to be your enemy, as long as you leave now, I can not blame these people who were injured by you." ”

"I know that you are good friends with Sikong Haoran, but you will not let yourself fall into a place of no return for him, we don't want to be an enemy of Tianzhu Peak, as long as you don't interfere, I can now offer 100,000 sword patterns with both hands as a reward. ”

Du Zhanhao's words can be described as a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, and the people around were stunned and dumbfounded.

One hundred thousand sword patterns, what is the concept, it is equivalent to the need to kill five hundred sixth-order intermediate demonic beasts, one thousand sixth-order primary demonic beasts, and outer disciples, even if they don't sleep for ten days, they can't even think of completing half of their share.

This temptation will be moved by anyone present, as long as these 100,000 sword patterns are in hand, winning the first place on the sword pattern list will no longer be an unattainable dream.

Qing Yu's breath did not fluctuate in the slightest from beginning to end, the long sword wrapped in inky black gas was buzzing and trembling, and those eyes like beasts bloomed with cold killing intent, looking in the direction of Du Zhanhao and sneering: "It seems that the lesson last time did not let you understand what it means to take the blame and not measure yourself. ”

"One hundred thousand sword patterns is indeed a tempting temptation, but do you think I will get more rewards than this after I kill you!"

"Ah!!h

Du Zhanhao, Ye Zimo, and Leng Tianxiao covered their heads respectively, retreating again and again, Leng Tianxiao, whose injuries had not yet healed, were even more miserable, curled up on the ground, wailing in pain, his whole face was twisted together, and blood was overflowing from the seven orifices, and his hoarse wail was like a ghost crawling out of a grave.

"Bang! bang!"

"The soul power and spiritual realm are complete, and he is worthy of being the young patriarch of the soul cultivation clan, and his strength is really extraordinary. There was a shrill high-five in the wail, and a personable young man slowly walked from behind, it was Long Jingzhao with a smile on his face.

When Qing Yu heard Long Jingzhao say his identity, the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath locked on him, the inky black mist rolled back and forth in the long sword, and the entire sky changed color in an instant, even the Xuan Qi within a radius of five miles showed signs of disorder, and the weak people couldn't stand this coercion, like a messy weeping willow in the wind was shaking.

"Soul attack, he's not right!" Long Jingzhao knew what the soul cultivator clan represented, until the last moment, he would never be his enemy, he didn't expect that his words would make him have such a big reaction, looking at the long sword wrapped in inky black gas in his hand, he seemed to think of something, and his heart was flooded with turbulent waves.

"Could it be the dark mystery of the soul cultivators? It is rumored that wherever the darkness goes, there is no light in the eternal night, and the heavens and the earth are discolored. Long Jingzhao muttered to himself, as the son of the Dragon Teng Empire, all the forces in the Hengduan Continent knew something, but he knew very little about the Soul Cultivator Clan.

The killing intent on Qing Yu's body circulated around him as if it had materialized, and even Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong beside him felt a chill spread in the depths of his soul.

In the past few years, the suppressed anger in his heart was all released at this moment, and bloodshot crawled all over his eyes, he really wanted to kill everyone present, because once this news leaked out, as long as he stepped out of the Sword Sect, he would face endless pursuits.

The inky black sword in the palm of his hand seemed to break free from its restraints and strangle everything in this ten miles radius.

There was a voice in his heart shouting and inciting, and at this time, even his body fluctuated violently, and with the elevation of the long sword in his palm, the killing intent around him shuttled back and forth in this space like a swimming dragon.

"Ahh

Except for a limited number of people, the rest of the people all appeared with blood, and they were all injured by the roaring killing intent.

"Qing Yu, as long as you leave, I promise that everyone present will keep their mouths shut, and I will present another 100,000 sword patterns. Long Jingzhao was shrouded in a transparent barrier, and once again threw out a huge temptation, not so much a temptation, but a warning and a threat.

The inky black long sword in Qing Yu's hand was slowly put down, and the bloodshot in his eyes gradually receded, just as he said in front of the eleventh stone sword of the Sword Sect Mountain Gate, "My heart is like a rock, and my body is sharp, I am a sword!"

Since there is no escape, then rise to the occasion.

"I never believed in so-called verbal promises, I only knew that only the dead do not divulge secrets. Qing Yu looked around and remembered the appearance of each one, and at this time, his eyes, like a pen in the hand of the king of Hades, memorized everyone's names one by one.

It was precisely because of this siege and interception that the families of a large number of people present were slaughtered.

They saw a pair of lifeless eyes, but they bloomed with a trembling light, and they couldn't help but shudder in their hearts, as if their names were engraved in the book of life and death, as long as they swiped lightly, they would immediately end their short life.

The sky was gradually covered by a layer of red glow, and then gradually faded, and the night also shrouded the entire secret realm in the last bit of red glow, and a black shadow quickly appeared in the dense forest.