"The person who wants to be killed in this seat never deserves to die or not, because whether he should die or not, it cannot change the situation that he will die in the end. ”

The old man's voice came out of hundreds of openings at the same time.

And the figure of the old Taoist of the national teacher is from one of the starry night gaps, step by step into the void.

I saw the figure in a black and white robe, appearing from under the starry night.

Seeing the national teacher appear, Ling Tiansu's breathing suddenly tightened.

Not for anything else, just because the national teacher appeared in front of everyone on the starry night, and he was not the only one.

Between his scarred wrists, layers of blood-red chains were entangled, and at the end of the chains was a crimson dagger with the tip of the dagger stuck in the chest of a man.

And the man ...... It's Wu Ying!

The clearly inserted sword body is only the tip of the sword, but it can be nailed to the heart.

Wu Ying's hands and feet were pierced by a blood-red sword, and his technique was extremely cruel.

Ling Tiansu saw that he was suffering so much, and he hadn't fainted yet.

I saw endless violent emotions in his eyes, and a pair of dark pupils without tears and light, as if he was brewing monstrous demonic thoughts.

His hands gripped the blood-red chain, trying to pull out the sword that had been inserted into his heart.

However, Ling Tiansu saw that the four blood swords that pierced through his limbs had completely suppressed the circulation of the Yuan Force in his body.

The hands that can make a country bleed for thousands of miles are now so weak.

Under his movements, the blood-red short sword was slowly advancing into his heart point by point.

Wu Ying pursed her lips and was silent, her already pale face became even paler.

Ling Tiansu got up slowly, looking at the old national teacher with a calm and depressed gaze.

Wu Ying went to save Shangguan Tang and pursued the national teacher.

But now...... Wu Ying's life and death are already completely under the control of the national teacher, and Ling Tiansu has no doubt that the national teacher can easily take Wu Ying's life with a single thought.

Wu Ying is dead or alive, he doesn't care.

But Wu Ying has another layer of identity.

There is no evil.

Sure enough, Su Yi was already furious and hideous, and his limbs fell to the ground and let out the roar of a beast.

But the rune cage that imprisoned him seemed to be tailor-made for him, restraining him to death, no matter how his claws exuded majestic power, hitting the seal, it could be dissolved by that shallow seal.

Ling Tiansu's mood at the moment was very uneasy.

Wu Ying has fallen into the hands of the national teacher Lao Dao.

What about Shangguan Tang?

Is she okay?

The national teacher Lao Dao's murderous intentions for Shangguan Tang are extremely heavy, so heavy that he can even fake Zhao Gouyu to kill him, and go to Shangguan Tang in person.

Qin Bupo glanced at Wu Ying, who was struggling under the blood-colored iron chains, and frowned.

He said in a deep voice: "What does this mean, Master Guoshi? Wu Ying is my ally of the Great Jin, and he is the first of the 10,000 first exams.

Instead of treating him politely, the national teacher seriously injured him, and the gate of this ancient place of trial, Lord Wang Yuan said that this was the masterpiece of the national teacher, and asked the national teacher to explain one or two. ”

The old national teacher choked and coughed twice, as if he had been poured into his chest by the wind, which was very uncomfortable.

His face was undignified in age, and there was a strong smell of death all over his body.

He glanced at Qin Bupo lightly and said, "I don't like to explain what I do, and I don't need to explain......

"Buzz ......"

Before the words were finished, a sword intent that was completely different from Fang Cai was born out of thin air, and just one sword intent set off the momentum of the wild dragon, making all the winds that were blowing down in the starry night of the gap counterattack.

The sword intent cut directly at the blood-colored chain in the wrist of the old national teacher.

The old national teacher coughed lowly, and between the swings of his robe, he took Wu Ying and moved out of countless phantoms, easily avoiding the sword intent of the sword god.

The sword intent forced all the cold winds back into the gap, and one of the gaps that was pitch black into the night was actually narrowed a lot.

However, the gap that had been filled with a lot had not yet been completely closed, and it was suddenly caught by a pair of miserable green ghost claws!

The ghost claws suddenly opened left and right, tearing the gap that was about to be stitched even wider.

The ghost hand was grim green, with sharp nails, and the back of the thin hand was covered with green scales, emitting a terrifying poisonous gas visible to the naked eye, as if even the air could rot.

"Ghoul Clan?!It's an Ancient Ghost Clan Ghoul?!"

In the crowd, someone exclaimed.

Several masters, including Zhao Gouyu and Qin Bupo, changed their faces one after another.

Although they realized that the opening of the Ancient Gate countless times this time would definitely cause great catastrophe.

But I think that after all, with the Sword God and Wang Yuan here, everything will be resolved and calm down before the catastrophe comes.

But in such a short period of time, there have been such powerful ghouls in the world.

And now most of the cultivators on the Kyushu Continent must have been like Lu Li of the White Jade Cave Mansion.

Carried away by the temptation of chance in the land of ancient trials, he desperately threw himself into it regardless of the consequences.

And because of this, there are very few powerful cultivators left in Kyushu.

So...... And who will stop this myriad holes in the sky?

Although the sword god is strong, the sky is vast and boundless, and the manpower will be limited and exhausted.

Can he really stitch this day together?

If the heavens are sewn together, how will these thousands of cultivators who have lost their minds and poured into the land of ancient trials return?

No one has been able to answer this question.

They only saw that the old man of the sword god had already drawn his sword.

It was a sword hidden in the void beneath his palm. The name of the sword is 'Away from Hate'.

The blade of the sword like autumn water loomed out from the space distortion, a three-foot long sword, revealing a faint cold light.

With a simple sword drawing action, the figure of the old man had completely disappeared in place at the moment when the tip of the sword was completely revealed in everyone's sight.

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads to look at the miserable green ghost hand, Xing Jing had already stood in front of the dark night and the huge ghost hand.

With a simple sword movement, a sword light with a palpitating black flame cut off that arm Qi Gen.

In the wounds of the two severed limbs, the green blood was burned by the black flame, and above the wound, the black flame continued to burn rapidly.

Before the two huge ghost hands fell to the ground, they were already incinerated into wisps of ashes by the terrifying black flames.

Zhao Gouyu's palms trembled uncontrollably, and said in a trembling voice: "Three swords for slaying ghosts, Black Flame Prison ......"

The three swords of slaying ghosts are divided into three swords.

Black Flame Hell, Hundred Ghost Slash, and Styx.

The Three Swords of Slaying Ghosts are not the sword god's own swordsmanship, but originated from the Daoyuan Sect that was destroyed twenty years ago.

These three swords don't have much power to kill people, but they have amazing power to kill ghosts.

What's more, this Black Flame Prison of the Three Swords of Demon Slaying was still unleashed by Xing Jing, the god of swords.

Even the ancient ghouls are invincible.

Under the gap in the starry night, I didn't see the true face of the ghouls, only heard the tearing roar like a magic sound.

The old man raised his sword again, and on the tip of the sword, a flame as black as ink ignited, and he gently handed over the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword disappeared into the starry night.

The angry roar came to an abrupt end......

The powerful side of the sword god made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

But Ling Tiansu didn't dare to relax his vigilance all the time.

Because after the old Taoist of the country disappeared horizontally, the sword god entered the air, and the sword destroyed the ghoul, and he disappeared without a trace.

But just now he said a word.

The people he wants to kill can't change the situation of mortality.

Ling Tiansu knew the killing intent of the national teacher Lao Dao towards him.

Therefore, after he captured Wu Ying, it was impossible to leave like this.

And now, the old sword god who kept saying that he would take him as an apprentice was in the sky at this moment......

That's the best time for him to make a move.

As soon as this chilling thought was born, Ling Tiansu only felt a sudden sinking on his shoulders!

An emaciated old palm rested on his shoulder without warning, and even the star father Wang Yuan in front of him was unnoticed!

Ling Tiansu's pupils shrank suddenly, and at this moment, he didn't need to look back, he could know who the owner of this cold man's palm was.

Because he had already heard Wu Ying's irrepressible gasp of pain not far behind him.

(PS: The long-awaited plot of Wu Ying has finally appeared, and the identity of the national teacher is about to be revealed.) ）