"Hmph, the disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Palace are not afraid of any challenge, I, Long Dumo, am not other ordinary monks, if you want to kill me, you have to have that real ability!" Long Duanmo took a deep breath, and as the pitch-black True Yuan ran wildly, the pressure of Shi Yan's locked breath was suddenly relieved, and he also shouted loudly at the moment.

With a big drink, Long Broken Ink's eyes suddenly became pitch black as ink, and the hollow eyes were like black holes, enveloping everything, forming a silent world as black as ink.

"Ah.........." The ordinary inner disciples of the Immortal Sword Valley let out a trace of screams, they found that they were in a pitch-black space, there was nothing, there was no light, sound, and temperature were nothing, and they all screamed at the moment.

"Hmm......." The eyes of the masters of the major holy lands narrowed, who would have thought that the Ten Thousand Swords Festival, which had not been held for many years, the disciples of the new generation actually had such strength, even if it was themselves, they had to pay attention to it, and it was really an extraordinary means to cover it.

The genius disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Palace, who have not been born for thousands of years, are indeed not eloquent, they have real skills, and this hand alone has shocked most people.

Long Duanmo took the lead, and before Shi Yan could get into the ring, no one paid attention to this now, his eyes were on Shi Yan's body, looking forward to Shi Yan's counterattack, Long Wuyong's expression at the moment laughed again, and Long Duanmo was in control.

"Do you think you're special? If it weren't for the restrictions of the rules, it would be as easy for me Shi Yan to kill you as it was to kill a chicken!" Just as a kind of inner disciple in the Immortal Sword Valley was screaming loudly, a very heavy voice suddenly came from within the world of the black hole.

The sound was as heavy as Shi Yan's previous footsteps, but they couldn't take care of it anymore, although it was only a few breaths, but the torture of this black hole world was too cruel, and the heavy sound was tantamount to a heavenly sound.

"What....... what?" As Shi Yan fought back, heavy words were spoken, and the most frightened of all the people present was still Long Wuyong.

"How is this possible? How is it possible?" Long Wuyong roared, and in his sight, Shi Yan's eyes exuded gray-white light, just like the dragon's broken ink, and the gray-white light also formed a gray-white world, competing with the black hole world.

"Dark Spirit Root ....... the Underworld?" Long Wuyong's face was incredulous, Shi Yan's strength was really beyond his expectations, otherwise he would not have thought of so much at all.

Dark Spirit Root, Underworld, Shi Yan's pupils are not the gray of the detection at all, but the rarer gray-white pupils, which were regarded as the most ordinary gray pupils by the inspectors of the Heavenly Dragon Palace, and were exiled, such a more talented disciple slipped away from the hands of the Heavenly Dragon Palace, and the Heavenly Evil Palace was fortunate to get it, and in an instant, Long Wuyong understood so much, and for a while he staggered back a step, and was supported by Yue Mo, and did not fall.

"Let's take back a little interest for the time being!" Shi Yan's gloomy words came to mind, and with his heavy footsteps, he slowly stepped into the A-shaped ring, which was completely vulnerable and turned into ashes under Shi Yan's extremely heavy footsteps.

Long Duanmo was stunned when Shi Yanshi opened his gray-white eyes, especially when the underworld was cast, Long Duanmo knew that he had no chance of winning, whether it was the realm or strength, the two were far apart, Long Duanmo was a little reluctant to maintain the black hole world by himself, and Shi Yan could completely control the underworld.

The underworld suppressed the black hole in terms of strength and pupil's special talent, coupled with Shi Yan's unusually heavy pace, step by step was like a heavy hammer hammering on Long Xuanmo's body.

"Poof..... Long Duanmo was at a loss, Shi Yan's heavy footsteps carried infinite suction, Long Duanmo felt abnormal difficulties even when he moved, as Shi Yan approached, Long Duanmo couldn't hold back anymore, a big mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth, and he was seriously injured in one shot.

Shi Yan's face was indeed full of coldness, staring at Long Duanmo cruelly with an evil smile, step by step unhurriedly, watching Long Duanmo keep coughing up blood, indifferent, and his expression became more and more crazy.

As Shi Yan approached, Long Duanmo's blood spit out in large quantities, and his body was squeezed very tragically, the defensive power of the Heavenly Evil Palace could be seen, Long Duanmo was fortunate to be the first to taste it, if it went on like this, when Shi Yan approached Long Duanmo, he would definitely be squeezed into a human body. every day

"Shi Yan, stop!" Shi Xie shouted at the critical moment, Shi Xie couldn't be clearer about the filth between Shi Yan and Tianlong Palace, a monk in the Jindan period, Yue Mo, actually chased and killed a six-year-old child, closed the road, and if he was Shi Yan, he would retaliate like this, but if he didn't stop it at the moment, he would kill someone if he was not careful.

"I said, thank you for the rule that you can't kill!" Shi Yan's originally crazy look gradually regained his composure after Shi Xie yelled.

"Afterwards, tell Yue Mo that there is someone who will let him survive and not die, that person is fortunately not me!" Shi Yan slowly approached Long Duanmo, and his heavy steps were not exerted, but it did not mean that Shi Yan would let Long Duanmo go, confirming that Long Duanmo was not unconscious, and he could still hear his own words.

"Today, you are the first!" Then Shi Yan's eyes narrowed, his right hand slowly clenched into a fist, and he threw a punch into Long Duanmo's stomach.

"Poof........ A larger line of blood spat out from Long Duanmo's mouth, and then crossed an arc, and Long Duanmo's body fell heavily away from the Jiazi ring, unconscious.

"......Huh" Then Shi Yan exhaled deeply, dissipating the underworld and the might, the corners of his mouth crossed a trace of the pleasure of revenge, his breath was not disordered, and he looked at Zuo Ziyang with a smile.

Zuo Ziyang was silent for a long time, he was waiting for a message, at the moment when Long Duanmo vomited blood and flew out, Zuo Ziyang had already expected that the rescue personnel who had already prepared would go to check the injury as soon as possible, the most important thing was to check whether there was any danger to life.

In the silence of the leaders, the deacon elder in charge of the rescue gave Zuo Ziyang a vague gesture, and Zuo Ziyang's face slowed down after getting the unhindered gesture.

"The Heavenly Evil Palace Shi Yansheng and the Heavenly Dragon Palace Dragon Broken Ink...... Elimination!" Zuo Ziyang spoke slowly, breaking the silence.

"Hmph, this is just the beginning!" a smile crossed the corner of Shi Yan's mouth, and he slowly looked at the crumbling Long Wuyong, and turned to leave.

At this moment, Long Wuyong witnessed the defeat of Long Duanmo, without a trace of resistance, whether it was cultivation or strength, he was crushed by Shi Yan, and he had no power to fight back, especially at the last glance, Long Wuyong's heart had a bad premonition.

Fortunately, the Fairy Sword Valley is comprehensive, and the rescue personnel have already been prepared, and Long Duanmo should not be in danger of life, but no matter how much he has not cultivated for a month, he can't move, and the external and internal injuries have been damaged to a great extent, and there is no doubt that he is seriously injured at present.

After Long Duanmo flew out of the ring without knowing whether he was alive or dead, the three remaining disciples of Tianlong Palace were silent, they saw that this was a premeditated target, and the target was obviously aimed at them, Long Duanmo was an example, obviously only hanging in one breath, not far from death.

"You......... Qin Hanzong Leng Hanruo has admired the Heavenly Dragon Palace for a long time, and I hope to give him advice!"

"Hmph, Tianlong Palace will not be bullied, I, Long Qingyi, will come to teach the disciples of the Qinhan Sect the high moves!" "Leng Han pointed to Long Qingyi, and Long Qingyi also snorted coldly at the moment, after all, he is also one of the genius disciples, it is impossible to be timid because of the fate of Long Xuanmo, everyone points to his nose, they are all young people's hearts, who is afraid of whom.

Long Qingyi also showed a look of disdain, and rose into the air, just like the performance of Long Broken Ink, and strode towards the A-shaped ring with a cold snort.

"I'm not that idiot of Long Duanmo, if you want to challenge me, then come on!" Long Qingyi shouted, and the cyan Zhenyuan ran wildly, and in the blink of an eye, the rich vitality spread all over the entire martial arts arena.