The black shadow's pupils narrowed suddenly, because the dagger did not have the slightest feeling of piercing into the flesh, and with a crisp sound, a crack spread like a spider's web, and his heart suddenly sent out an alarm, and the pain in his back was like a pinprick.

Sikong Haoran appeared behind him when he held the Deadwood Dragon in his hand, and the direction of the dagger was also his heart.

Give somebody a taste of his own medicine!

The black shadow flickered and appeared five feet away, but the danger did not disappear, but followed it like a maggot on the tarsal bone. Two identical figures appeared in his sight again, striking at him left and right, whether it was the indifferent eyes, the aura emanating from his body, or the contemptuous expression on his face, they were all completely different.

"Click!"

The black shadow didn't notice for a moment which figure was real, that figure was illusory, only to see him bend his fingers and talk, and two small flying knives pierced the dark void, piercing through the chests of the two identical figures.

And just at the moment when the two small throwing knives flew out, the Deadwood Dragon Groan flashed away from his neck.

"Zizi!"

In the deep valley filled with poisonous miasma, the two daggers rubbed against each other and made an extremely piercing sound.

"Bang!"

The moment they staggered past each other, the two legs collided in the void with a bang, and the wanton Xuan Qi centered on the point of contact, frantically swept in all directions.

Under the encouragement of the Xuan Qi, the speed of the pedestrian fireball burned by several points, and the Soul Eater Demon Infant and the Miasma were slightly affected, and then let out an angry roar in the direction where the two of them were.

The dead wood dragon chant in Sikong Haoran's hand was replaced by a long sword, the soul power of the pseudo-heaven realm encompassed the entire deep valley, and Qiankun Fu operated silently, through the gray poisonous mist, looking at the black shadow covered under the night clothes ten zhang away, Sen Han, who was extremely cold, blurted out: "Words!"

As early as when he sneaked into the deep valley, he found that there was a vague gaze sweeping past where he was, and when he collected Kurong Zhenyan, this gaze reappeared, and the aura was perfectly hidden, but after all, it still overflowed with a faint murderous aura.

The black shadow stood still in place, his eyes were colorful, his soul was rippling, he had already known that Sikong Haoran was carrying the shadow of the wind and clouds, and when he faced it in person, he really felt its weirdness and indistinguishability, under his own assassination, not only did he fight back but also calmly retreated, relying not only on the assistance of his body, but also on the advance insight into the danger, no wonder the night will fail!

Soul Eater Demon Infant and Miasma wreaked havoc in the deep valley, sharp fangs, terrible soul attacks, many forces were united with each other, hundreds of zhang long deep valley, if it was placed in the past, they could fly through between one or two breaths, but now, it seems to have become an insurmountable moat.

The screams continued to echo in the deep valley, whether it was the Soul Eater Demon Baby, the Miasma, or the major forces of the Xuan, there were casualties, and the snatching of Kurong Zhenyan continued, none of which affected the two people in the deep valley who were looking at each other from afar.

"Huang Quan, fortunately!" an indifferent voice slowly came out from under the black scarf, and the pair of pitch-black pupils refracted a fierce light that was enough to penetrate the entire deep valley.

With the temptation just now, he could clearly feel that the aura emanating from Sikong Haoran's body was indeed only the primary level of the Sword Emperor, but as the peak of the Sword Emperor's intermediate level, he would never underestimate him, the inheritor of the Ancient Killing Domain, the owner of the Evil Blade Mirage, whoever underestimated him was tantamount to joking with his life.

"Hehe!" Sikong Haoran sneered and sneered: "Your Vertical and Horizontal Killer Organization is really haunted like a leper dog!"

The long sword roared, and the anger in the heart and soul boiled endlessly like magma, vertical and horizontal, and the pain of the two imprinted in the bone marrow aroused endless killing, and the death qi in the deep valley awakened one by one under the call of some inexplicable force.

"The dignified star killer greedy wolf also likes to take advantage of his tongue," Chi Yan felt the boundless death qi screaming angrily, and the dagger in his palm was also replaced by a sword, and he said with a smile: "This time, no one will interfere again, I hope you can hold on longer!"

The edge of a deep valley.

Wutong looked at the familiar aura that erupted from a hundred zhang away, and his expression changed sharply: "Sister, the stinky boy is in danger!"

Qingqiu's pseudo-heavenly realm's soul power also found an abnormality, and their eyes met, and just as they were about to leave, two figures blocked the way, and one of the figures with a relatively disordered aura said sharply: "Blood brake poison diar, you are going there!"

"Night," Wutong held the shadow butterfly in his hand, and his eyebrows were cold: "You are looking for death!"

As soon as this figure appeared, Wutong and Qingqiu discovered his identity, but what they didn't expect was that the breath of life at night was better than they imagined.

The toxins of the Yama Heavenly Burial are very domineering and vicious, which can not only corrode the blood and Xuan veins, but also destroy the internal organs of the poisoned person, making them lose their combat effectiveness or even die. With the mid-level strength realm of the Night Sword Emperor, it was absolutely impossible to repair to this level in half a day, it seemed that he must have taken some kind of pill, or he had someone else to help him.

"Hmph! The tone is not small," the night snorted coldly, touching the scabbed scar under his throat, and the cold voice was mixed with the extremely cold killing intent: "This has been laid a net of heaven and earth, whether it is you, or the Star Killer Greedy Wolf, or other sect forces, don't even think about running!"

As he spoke, his eyes glanced back and forth on the delicate curves of Qingqiu and Wutong, and said jokingly: "I have never played with your heavenly fragrance country, and the taste of it must be..."

Before he could finish his words, two blinding white rays suddenly flashed through the gray void, which were the traces left by the shadow butterfly and the cicada wings cutting through the void.

"Bang!"

The black shadow around the night suddenly disappeared, and a roar was heard in the gray space, and the cicada wings were obstructed, piercing through the two Soul Devouring Demon Babies and a miasma body, and then returned to her palm under Qingqiu's summons, looking at the black shadow that appeared under her soul's sight, and muttered in her heart: "Sword Emperor Primary Peak!"

is in the same realm as her, a purple diamond-level killer, washing ink.

Although the words of the night were light, he never underestimated any of the people in the Blood Brake Poison Luo, nor did he relax his vigilance, looking at the white mang in his sight, his figure flickered, and appeared on the side of Wutong, and the dagger in his hand stabbed out fiercely.

On the other hand, Sikong Haoran and gossiping.

At the peak of the Sword Emperor's intermediate level, Sikong Haoran heard a subtle murmur in his heart, a difference of one realm, but he didn't have the slightest fear, nor did he have any timidity, without the help of Qingqiu and Wutong, he also wanted to see, how far away from himself in this realm?

Between the flips of his right hand, the long sword came out of his hand, and with the traction of the Imperial Sword Technique, his hands moved rapidly in front of him, the long sword slammed vertically and horizontally, shuttling through the void, lingering around him, wisps of fierce sword qi piercing through Changhong's fierce sword qi pierced the space in front of him, the Xuan Qi roared, the elements were disordered, and the dead qi in the entire deep valley also let out a violent roar.

The long sword of the Yan Heaven, a three-foot sword gang towered between the heavens and the earth in the void filled with lifeless air, his black robe hunted, and in the hundred-zhang space where the two of them were, the Soul Eater Demon Infant and the miasma who had time to escape in the future were dismembered under the fierce sword qi, and then turned into dust particles.

The three-foot sword gang covered the sky and fell, and for a while, the wind was blowing, flying sand and gravel, and the deep valley heaven and earth seemed to be divided into two under this sword qi, and the slang immediately stepped out in one step, flying through the air, and then at the moment when the three-foot sword gang was about to fall on the top of Sikong Haoran's head, the two merged into one.

Sikong Haoran clasped his hands together and ascended to the sky, and the death qi around him quickly poured into it with the long sword, and a sword net formed by the condensation of death sword qi expanded.

"Boom!"

The three-foot sword gang of the Yan Yan and the swollen sword net collided violently, and then in a loud bang, the two of them were thrown out at the same time.

The winged Soul Eater Demon Infant and the galloping miasma were all pierced by the overflowing sword qi and the hollow gravel, and it was still a few mystics who were affected.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Sikong Haoran retreated again and again, overflowing the fishy sweetness in his mouth, a trace of it seeped from the corners of his mouth, and after seven steps, he stopped his body.

The words were shocked, and the wisps of death sword qi not only did not weaken, but gradually grew under the nourishment of the deep valley death qi, and then stabbed towards the major vital points around him, and the moment he landed, after stepping three steps in a row, the long sword in his hand slashed out continuously.

"It's!"

In his sight, at the end of the annihilation of the death sword qi, a long sword that was completely forged by the death qi burst in.

"Zheng!"

The long sword in Chi Yan's hand was on the front of his chest, and the death sword qi slammed into his sword body like Wan Yue.

"Click! Click!"

The tip of the Death Sword Qi was shattering, and the long sword of the Devil's Word was gradually bending, and then under this impact, it flew backwards upside down.

The death qi in the Soul Eater Demon Cave was endless, and the death sword qi stopped crumbling and became more and more condensed.

"Damn, what kind of sword technique is this, it's so weird?" The sparks that bloomed from the sword qi clearly reflected the dazzling blush between the lips and teeth of the swords.

Death Sword Qi, Sikong Haoran was in the Sword Sect's Sword Tomb, comprehending the transformation between the two qi of life and death, the richer the death qi, the more domineering the death sword qi. Originally, the mid-level peak strength of the Sword Emperor could completely crush Sikong Haoran, but... I don't know how long the Soul Eater Demon Cave has a dead energy that can never be exhausted, which gives him the strength to fight against the words.

"Boom!"

Chi Yan's body bowed slightly, his right foot stepped on it, and he moved sideways, and the death sword qi suddenly slammed into a rock ten zhang away behind him, and the bottomless black hole suddenly erupted countless rock blades.

And at the moment when he turned sideways, the Deadwood Dragon Groaning dagger was close to the back of his heart.

It was as if tens of thousands of ants were gnawing at his back, the soul ocean was also colic like a pinprick, the fear between life and death, the momentum of the Sword Emperor's mid-level peak gushed out, and the long sword in his right hand stabbed frantically from the side.

I didn't expect that Chi Yan would be able to do so much under the dual attack of death sword qi and soul! If the dead wood dragon chant stabbed down, Chi Yan would definitely die, and he would be buried with him.

"Poof!"

Under the speed of nine times, Sikong Hao fled into the air, and merged with the afterimage of the void, as soon as he appeared, a mouthful of reverse blood poured into his throat, and then he swallowed it, several pills that restored Xuan Qi did not enter his lips and teeth, and he said in horror in his heart: "The Sword Emperor's mid-level peak is really terrifying!"

"Huang Quan, you impress me," Yan Yan's black towel was wet with a small piece, and he slowly walked towards Sikong Haoran with his sword, and finally stopped ten zhang away, Sen Han said: "But... Still can't change the ending!"

At the moment when his words fell, Qingqiu and Wutong quickly appeared beside Sikong Haoran, looking at the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, Wutong's beautiful eyes suddenly cold, staring at the words.

However, she did not move, but said eagerly: "The Xuanshi army that blocked the entrance has attacked again for some reason, we must enter the grotto in front, otherwise, we will be attacked and killed by them endlessly!"

Night and Ink Washing appeared on the side of the Whisper, and they also discovered this, but the depths of the pupils of the three of them flashed not fear and jealousy, but coldness!

"Huangquan, there are still nine days left, enjoy the rest of the time!" said the Yan smiled mysteriously, the sword disappeared into the palm of his hand, and the three of them disappeared into the raging Soul Eater Demon Infant and Miasma.

Sikong Haoran looked at the direction in which the three of them disappeared, the long sword was buzzing and hideous, if it weren't for the rumors, he might have gotten more Kurong Zhenyan now, feeling the roar of the Xuan Qi behind him, and walked towards the strange grotto hundreds of zhang away with Qingqiu and Wutong.

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