"Boom!"

Sikong Haoran did not retreat but advanced, the dead wood dragon in his palm was like a fierce beast in the sleeping void, opened his bloodthirsty eyes, and suddenly the two daggers collided together, and the sparks of the stars reflected two pairs of hideous cold light.

With the help of the anti-shock power of the dagger, he stepped on the wind trail and cloud shadow while retreating, and flashed to the rear, leaving a phantom, stabbing towards the back of another black shadow like a storm.

How fast it was at nine times the speed of his body, the black shadow surrounded by Qingqiu and Wutong suddenly gave birth to a death alarm in the soul ocean, but he did not panic, when the dead wood dragon chant stabbed into the back of his heart an inch away, another black shadow suddenly appeared on Sikong Haoran's side and kicked him in the side.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

It was nightfall, Sikong Haoran was kicked out by him, and it was the purple diamond-level killer Wash Ink who made a terrible scream, his back heart to the side waist, leaving a hideous wound one inch deep, if the night appeared half a second later, Wash Ink would immediately die on the spot!

But the end waiting for him was still death, and he felt that with the rapid operation of Xuan Qi, the blood and Xuan veins in his body were actually burning, more precisely, they were corroded under the toxin of Yama Heavenly Burial: "Poisoned?"

That's right, under the soft grinding and hard bubble of the sycamore, the dagger of the dead wood dragon is smeared with poison.

As night fell, Wash Ink had a chance to breathe, and then quickly escaped into the darkness.

The three of them are doing the game, and the three of Qingqiu have already dug a pit.

"Boom!!"

Sikong Hao then slammed his back into a wall that he couldn't see clearly, and the grotto shook violently, but there were no cracks, not even depressions.

Now that his physique has reached the primary level of the blood exchange realm, if it weren't for the serious injury at night, maybe this kick could really bring him serious trauma, but there was still a slight pain in his side and waist, and mottled blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, but this injury was far from enough to pose a threat, he quickly ejected up, and the shadow of his foot disappeared again.

The words cut through the phantom left by Sikong Haoran, and suddenly appeared where he ejected, and the dagger in his hand passed by his figure: "The wind and clouds are really weird, Huang Quan, the soul power consumption is very high these days, I want to see how many afterimages you can conjure!"

"Killing Star Greedy Wolf, no wonder you are so special!" A hoarse snort came out of the mouth of the smile in the Nine Shadow Blood Lotus Pond.

He looked at the people with evil intentions around him, and showed a cold sneer.

If the Sword Sect knew that the disciples of the sect had joined the killer organization, due to the rules of the three sects, the four sects, and the five sects, at most they would remove Sikong Haoran. But his other identity is the Children of the Night, even if the four Hades are injured, their Royal Highness's ace, a star-level killer, is enough to make any sect fearful.

The mystery of life and death, the mirage of evil blades, even if he laughed and asked, he couldn't resist this great temptation, but he had to give up. If the Ancient Killing Domain Inheritance is so easy to deprive, why should the Demon Sect do anything more, and those who harm him will have to bear the wrath of the night.

"Little girl, don't be greedy if something is not yours, it will bring a devastating disaster to the Dong Cave Heaven!" A familiar voice sounded in the ears of Yu Wei, who was dressed in a pink silk dress, and she didn't have to turn her head to know who it was.

Her father Yu Hao died in the mountain gate of the Sword Sect, in the hands of the dark night, all of which are inextricably linked with Sikong Haoran, and now that he is in front of his eyes, how can he tell her to let go.

Sword Demon Di Qiu still stood in place like before, not knowing what he was thinking, if he knew that during this time of his trance, Wu Song disobeyed his warning, would he slash Wu Song under the sword the moment he woke up?

Lian Jietian stared at Sikong Haoran coldly, eager to kill him in the palm of his hand now, and use his life to sacrifice his son who died in fear, but Lian Jietian did not make a move, because his heart was struggling and weighing.

It's easy to kill Sikong Haoran, but... His wife and children, the entire Abyss City will be razed to the ground by the dark night, and the Sword Sect, which has been inherited for thousands of years, will be wiped out under the fury of the dark night, not to mention a small Abyss City.

But... He was unwilling, but he had to suppress the killing intent that was pouring out, so he stared at Sikong Haoran's every move, hoping that he could die in the hands of the Zongheng Killer Organization, but what even he didn't realize was that hatred had taken root in his soul.

In the entire Nine Shadows Blood Lotus Pond Formation, in the corner that no one noticed, the strange black shadows mixed between the Demon Sect and the Vertical and Horizontal Killers were wandering like ghosts.

"Hmph, ridiculous struggle!" the snort snorted, and the figure disappeared abruptly.

Sikong Haoran didn't think about it, he once again cast the shadow of the wind and clouds, the soul power of the pseudo-heavenly realm filled the entire Nine Shadows Blood Lotus Pond, in addition to the night around Qingqiu and Wutong, there were actually two more black shadows, and the array seals wrapped in the soul enchantment in the palm of the hand were almost all successfully portrayed, but now there was no respite.

The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for him, he doesn't know how long Twenty-Four Bridges and Zhang Xiaotang will contain Wu Song, and they will really help him like between words, he doesn't have any hope in the two of them, the only thing he can believe in is himself.

"Whoa!"

As soon as the two breaking sounds sounded, they pierced Sikong Haoran's throat and back of his heart in the blink of an eye, and just at the moment when his true body appeared, the biting cold grazed his cheeks.

I don't know what to use in an instant, and it smashes down like a jack of weight.

"Bang!

The two of them were no longer daggers in their hands, but a long sword that bloomed with a rich murderous aura, and the sound of the sound of the sword resonating was endless, and the fierce sword qi swept away like a storm, and only the sword shadow remained within a radius of ten zhang.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

A blood-red killing word slashed out from Sikong Haoran's long sword, and in an instant, there seemed to be a sword tablet in the void that bloomed enough to destroy the wisdom of all living beings, and the phantom of the sword tablet stepped through the eternal time and space, and in the entire Nine Shadows Blood Lotus Pond, the blood river filled the sky, and the crazy killing intent suddenly poured into the blood-colored sword tablet like a tsunami.

"Boom!"

"What a terrifying killing intent!" The pupils of the Yan Yan shrank suddenly, and he was shocked, the killing intent in his body was trembling, he felt the call of death on the killing word, and the three-foot sword gang took shape instantly, and slashed down with lightning speed.

"This is the Seven Killings Sword Monument!" Wu Song exclaimed under the blue-faced fanged mask.

Zhang Xiaotang held a soft sword, standing on the left side of Wu Song, his qi locked tightly on him, and said coldly: "Seven Kills Sword Tablet, then how can he be a Star Killer Greedy Wolf, it should be Seven Kills." ”

The twenty-four bridges stood on the right side of Wu Song, screaming in shock, and also locked his every move, looking at the Seven Killing Sword Monument rising to the sky, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Hmph!" Wu Song snorted coldly, if it weren't for the two of them, Sikong Haoran would have been captured by him, and sneered: "Do you really don't know or not, don't think that the old man doesn't know your careful thoughts!"

"The soul of the Soul Devouring Demon Lord is difficult to kill, although he was severely injured by the sword demon Di Qiu, his realm is still the heavenly realm after all, not to mention that the Nine Shadows Blood Lotus Pond is always running, if we continue to stalemate, we will all have to die!"

At the moment when Wu Song's words fell, the sword demon Di Qiu slowly raised his head, looked at the void, his cloudy eyes regained some brilliance, and quickly rose into the air, slashing towards the Seven Kills Sword Monument.

"How could Sword Demon Di Qiu be like this?" Zhang Xiaotang was incredulous, she didn't know why Sword Demon Di Qiu suddenly became difficult, and said in a deep voice: "Twenty-four Bridges, Wu Song will be handed over to you!"

Sikong Haoran suddenly felt a strong killing sword intent coming into the air, and he looked at the sword demon Di Qiu who appeared in his sight in shock, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

But his sword was not interrupted, and when the second killing word rose into the sky, the third killing word was cut out one after another, and the space was suddenly torn apart again by two blood marks.

In the entire grotto, the killing intent was expanding like a cosmic explosion, as if countless fierce Yin soldiers were holding sharp blades to break through the sea of blood, killing the sword demon Di Qiu and Yan Yan.

"Boom!"

The killing sword intent pierced through the first killing word like a decay, and then collided with the second killing word, shattering into the air one after another, and the sword demon Di Qiu was thrown out fiercely, and when he wanted to take off again, the soft sword in Zhang Xiaotang's hand blocked all his ways.

The pupils of the word dilated, because he was affected by the sword demon Di Qiu's killing sword intent, and then he was attacked by the killing intent in the first and second killing word rumbling loud sounds, he wanted to scold angrily, but this was far from the end, the killing intent in his heart was infinitely amplified, and the third killing word pierced the void, and the word was annihilated in an instant.

"Poof!"

A cloud of blood mist exploded in the sea of blood, and in the terrible scream, the facial features of the squire were hideously twisted, and it smashed the dark stone wall.

"Boom!"

He could clearly hear the crunch of bones all over his body, the entire grotto shook violently, and another mouthful of blood exploded in the void in the moment of ejection, and at that moment, a black shadow flashed from his throat.

The blood-stained left hand covered his throat, but he couldn't stop the flow of blood and life in any way, and the last touch made him feel something slip from the palm of his hand, and with a loud bang, he saw the most poignant picture in the world, the blood-stained sky.

Sikong Haoran wanted to take advantage of the victory to chase and give the Yan Yan a blow, but the situation of Qingqiu and Wutong was not optimistic, without the slightest hesitation, the wind trail cloud shadow appeared behind a black shadow like thunder, and the soul power of the pseudo-heavenly realm shattered his soul ocean like a heavenly curse, and the dead wood dragon chanted into his back heart for an instant, and his heart exploded.

Nightfall and another dark shadow saw Sikong Haoran kill a companion in front of them, and the thunder was furious, and when they saw the killing phantom blooming in front of him, they fled in a hurry.

Even if the three killing words he slashed out in the battle with Chi Yan were far away, they still made the night feel creepy, and when he found out that Chi Yan did not appear, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Buzz, buzz!"

Sikong Haoran's eyebrows were tightly twisted together, and a sense of weakness came from his soul, and the Soul Refining Ding quickly overflowed with pure soul power. There were two array seals suspended in his palm, and he sighed in his heart, and between the flicks of his fingers, the Nine Shadows Blood Lotus Pond Array Seal submerged into Qingqiu and Wutong's palms: "Hurry up!"

"Death Sword Qi!"

At the same time, there was an extreme killing intent from the void, Sikong Haoran roared in his heart, holding the sword in both hands, the moment the long sword was raised, when the air was slashed, the death qi of the entire grotto formed countless tornadoes, and suddenly poured into the death sword qi.

"Boom! boom!"

The eyes under the blue-faced fanged mask narrowed suddenly, the long sword was in front of his chest, and the extreme death sword qi slashed through the void, like a giant mountain in the sky.

"Whoa!"

The blue-faced fangs and masks were cracked all over the place, and with a strange sound, they split apart, and Wu Song fell down like a meteorite, taking three steps back in a row before stopping his body, and looked in the direction where Sikong Haoran was revealing a shocked look: "The inheritor of the Ancient Killing Domain really can't handle it with common sense!"

"Poof!"

Blood oozed from the corners of Sikong Haoran's mouth, and he slashed out three killing words in a row, killing a sword, and depicting the Nine Shadows Blood Lotus Pond Formation Seal, which brought a serious load to his soul power and Xuan Qi, fortunately, there was a soul refining tripod in the soul ocean, otherwise he might have collapsed at this moment.

"Stinky boy, quickly eat this pill that restores Xuan Qi. Wutong quickly came to Sikong Haoran's side, and without giving him time to react, a pill was stuffed into his lips and teeth.

The majestic Xuan Qi merged into his whole body, Xuan Qi, and hundreds of limbs, turned his head to look at the two of them, only to see that the corners of their mouths were also stained with blood, and the Xuan Qi flowing in the Xuan Qi had more warmth, and he said in a low voice: "The palm of your hand is attached to the enchantment, let's go!"

The three of them flashed and appeared on the edge of the Nine Shadows Blood Lotus Pond Enchantment, and Qingqiu and Wutong disappeared into the grotto in an instant.

"Bang!"

The moment Sikong Haoran withdrew his palm, he slapped out a quick palm, his body flew out like a kite with a broken string, blood sprayed out of his mouth again, and he saw Lian Tian's hideous face.

has not yet landed, but just when the old force has declined and the new force has not been born, a fierce soul phantom has not entered his eyebrows!